The latest website: Although a giant tortoise carrying a whole mountain city seems to move slowly, each step has an earth-shattering power. Even if it is not directly stepped on by the other party, the air waves stirred by just one foot can lift people. fly.

This situation is really miserable for the crispy professional players. The distance is a little closer, and a little rubbing is half of the blood. If you touch the whole person, you will be gone.

But if you keep a safe distance, but you ca n’t effectively output it, leave out Crooks City, which is the 'tortoise shell', and say that the four legs of the giant tortoise should be the most defensive part. Blood, nearly a hundred players set fire for several minutes without the blood bar.

The dreary sky, the overcast clouds are as thick as crushing everything on the ground; the smoke of smoke is accompanied by the sad cry of the refugees to their separated loved ones; the turtle-like giant statue of the mountain lifts its Tianzhu unmoved. His legs continued to move like a natural disaster.

The whole scene was filled with dark, cold tones, filled with the smell of despair and destruction.

-It should have been this way.

With the arrival of the second batch of players, even the elf Mori sent by Trinia also arrived here.

Among them, naturally includes the first-line players starting from Trinia, all the way to protect the elder Mori Elf, the champion of the two cities Cup Muffasa!

The pink flounder head is covered in this oppressive and tragic picture, as incompatible with the same blooming flower, but it also breaks the mentality that constantly drags everyone into a negative cycle.

I don't know if the blast caused by the action of the giant tortoise is too powerful, or if the problem is modeled in the west dimension of the kingdom of God, in short, the side fins and tail fins on the head of the Muffal Halibut are similar to the wind. , Twitching in an extremely ghostly state, as if the pink halibut had really come alive.

No matter how grand and serious the scene in front of it, other players who just arrived could not help but set their sights on Muffasa, instead of the upcoming boss.

I don't know if it is Edward's illusion, because the scene is too sand sculptures, even the elf undead who could not help squinting could not help but glance at the pink flounder below.

"Although I saw it from a long time ago, it was a bit spectacular to face it."

Muffasa himself didn't seem to be affected by the fins of the ghosts, nor did he realize that he was called the prettiest pup in the field, but just put one hand on his eyes and looked up at the giant tortoise, his tone sounded quite emotional.

Although the sword master who took the [Sword Pole] route has certain advantages in fighting slow-moving giant creatures, for example, the giant of three or five meters is basically one sword, and the one of ten or twenty meters cannot cut off the opponent's neck. Meat, but this should be based on the opponent's body shape.

At present, this giant tortoise has a diameter of more than one hundred and fifty meters, and the blade-type weapon is cut directly to the knife, without breaking the defense at all.

And even if this super-giant creature just moves, it is already a range attack, which is even a nightmare for the sword pole who is good at blocking bullets. The opponent usually walks down with a force of more than 100,000 tons. You look at the blocker instead.

However, some players tried to fall back on this guy. If it was just an ordinary colossus, it might have succeeded, but as the heritage site of higher elves, their 'mystery' covered the tortoise colossus. The mysterious nature is also divine power, so The Colossus gained considerable resistance to the rule of law, and apparently West's 'skill rule' was not strong enough to take effect on it.

Incidentally, the macho player rushed up as a death squad and was trampled into a pancake after failing. He has returned to the unknown town through the revival cross donated by Manie.

"God Runa ... Oh my God, he is really an undead of high elves ..."

The elder Mori, who had a cow-cow on the way, coaxed his appearance. After seeing the elf undead on the top of the giant tortoise, his face suddenly changed, and he looked quite apprehensive.

This is also normal. For the existing elves, the high elves are their ancestors, and they are proud of their existence. After all, this world is not just any race that can stand on its own.

At this moment, when you see your ancestors appearing in the form of undead, they will naturally be greatly shaken.

This feeling is probably equivalent to the ordinary Tianchao people who suddenly found that the corpse of Qin Shihuang appeared in their home one day, and borrowed 648 yuan from themselves as the starting capital to restart Daqin.

The elders of the Mori Elves are basically the oldest generation of Mori Elves. The awe of the higher elves is the same as the scorn of human beings. It is engraved in the bones and is difficult to change. The degree is far greater than those of the young Mori Elves.

"If you can't help, step back! This is no longer a battle you can intervene in!"

Mufasa pulled out his long sword and shouted to Elder Mori.

The expression on the other's face was blue and red, but the speechless expression made Mu Fasha so dark. He had had enough of the ridicule of these old guys along the way.

In fact, in terms of strength, these Mori elders are still better than the average level of first-line players, but they are different from the players. As long as they are injured by the flesh and blood, their combat effectiveness will be reduced. If they are injured, Important parts will directly lose combat effectiveness.

In comparison, players are much better. Not only will the fighting will be tenacious, but even if they are seriously injured, their combat power will not drop too much.

Even if you don't like humans anymore, the elders of Mori Elf will not deny that humans are indeed the most qualified fighters. I feel that human beings can unify the continent for no reason other than being blessed by gods.

——In fact, what they see is that players can not be used as a reference at all. Human beings can occupy the most territories on the continent, it is really because of the preference of the gods ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Watching Edward flying over the black flame dragon, Muffasa immediately planned to ask the other side's current situation.

In his mind, as the chief commander and one of the top players, Edward should be the person who knows the whole situation best.

However, time is short, so the questions asked need to be screened.

Just a little thought, Mufasha asked the questions he was most concerned about.

"How many times have Magne died?"

"It didn't seem to have happened once. I just saw him jumping around there," Edward replied.

"It's over." Mu Fasha heard that the fighting spirit suddenly plummeted: "This is definitely not a fight."

Edward couldn't help crying and glancing at the twitching pink flounder, and then forced himself to move his eyes from the magical fins to the elders of the Mori elf: "Although it is a bit sudden, but I have a question for you ..."