Doomsday Rise

"go to hell!"

The master's knife clearly hit the six-fingered monkey in his hand, but he didn't feel any resistance. The light of the knife flashed by, the master was stunned for a moment, his whole body was cold for a moment, what he cut was only an afterimage, and the six-fingered monkey had already avoided it. When the breath of death came, there was a sharp pain in his heart, which spread all over his body in an instant. He looked down, and a blood-stained claw was pulling out from his chest, grabbing a fist-sized heart, beating weakly... His eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

"ah--"

The screams can be heard every moment on the battlefield, and it has become unsurprising. At the beginning of the battle, every scream made people unable to help watching, but now no one feels it anymore, it is numb.

It was already late at night, and the monsters were tireless, coming from all directions in an endless stream, and they would not stop until they destroyed the Black and White City. The local masters in Black and White City died wave after wave. I don’t know if they saw a profit, or the Ping’an Army’s fearless and unrelenting style of play aroused their inner blood. People kept rushing out of the city gate to kill the monsters. The number of people remained at a relatively balanced level.

Among them are many masters in the later stages of the gold level or even at the peak. Each of these masters has a large number of fans and has a strong appeal.

There were many wounded soldiers in the Ping An Army, but very few people died, thanks to the medical care system of the Ping An Army. The logistics, that is, the soldiers who collect the corpses are part-time doctors and nurses. When they see soldiers who are seriously injured and lose their combat effectiveness, they must be rescued as soon as possible. Some lightly injured people can quickly recover their combat effectiveness after being bandaged with medicine.

Potion is a great resource on the battlefield.

There are also potions in Black and White City, but they are all in the hands of major families and chambers of commerce, and ordinary people cannot afford them. The doctors and nurses did not abandon these people, and they would treat them as long as they saw them. This is one of the reasons why these people never retreat.

Ding--

The quicksand sword pierced the six-fingered monkey's throat, but it only burst out a glaring spark, pierced a little bit of skin, and couldn't go deep. The six-fingered monkey's eyes were red, and it gave the swordsman a ferocious grin, its claws brushed against his neck like lightning.

"It's over—" the swordsman was desperate. It wasn't that he didn't want to dodge, but it was too late. The speed of the claws was too fast for him to react. The only thought at the moment is to kill people for cheap. If he hadn't seen the six-fingered monkey injured and thought he could deal with it, he wouldn't have thought of killing it. Maybe he wouldn't die, maybe he could kill two more first-level monsters, and then he would get a month's salary...

There is no regret medicine in the world, but there are miracles.

Whoosh—

The silver streamer shoots from the top of the city,

It pierced through the void of more than 100 meters at a speed close to light, and accurately shot the six-fingered monkey between the eyebrows. The powerful arrow flew the six-fingered monkey more than 20 meters away and pierced deeply on the ground. The six-fingered monkey's limbs twitched a few times, and then remained still. Half of its head was split open, and white brains and red blood mixed and dripped down, which was the power of the corpse-dissolving spell.

The third-level magical beasts are different from the first-level and second-level magical beasts. They are extremely lethal, and masters continue to lose their lives. Even gold-level masters can only save their lives when encountering third-level magical beasts. It would be better if it was a black-armored demon wolf, but it would basically die if it met a nimble six-fingered monkey.

However, the six-fingered monkey also has a nemesis, and that is Liu Wei'an's arrow.

Whoosh—

Whoosh—

Whoosh—

...

Streams of light shot from the top of the city in all directions, and when each stream of light disappeared, it was bound to be accompanied by the death of a six-fingered monkey, which was more accurate than the most accurate computer without a single error.

Liu Wei'an is the pinnacle of stability in the entire battlefield. He stands still on the top of the city. Although the entire battlefield has ups and downs, it is still stable as a whole. As long as those masters turned around and saw Liu Weian still shooting arrows, they would feel at ease.

In the city, some people were panicked.

In a three-story building next to the Nanying District, at this height, only the city wall can be seen, and the situation outside the city wall cannot be seen, but there are some things that can be heard without eyes.

The battle situation is very stable, without the slightest sign of collapse. Even if the third-level monsters keep pouring in, the Ping An Army is like a dam, firmly blocking it. The old man in his sixties walked back and forth. Although he didn't say a word, his flustered footsteps could show his inner anxiety.

The stronger the Ping'an army, the more disadvantaged they are.

"Old Zhu, just relax. The good show is yet to come. Everything is just beginning now. What are you in a hurry for?" Sitting on the left is also an old man with a black birthmark on his nose, which makes him look a little gloomy. There was a sparkle in his eyes, as if something was brewing.

Zhucheng glanced at him, frowned, slowly returned to the seat on the right and sat down, picked up the teacup, but didn't drink it, looked at the burly man sitting on the front with his eyes closed and dozed off, and said slowly: "If I were Liu Weian, I would at least keep a little something out."

"Even if Liu Wei'an is very powerful and can deal with level four monsters, what about level five monsters?" Zhan Tianying, with a black nose, showed a little smugness from the corner of his mouth.

"A fifth-level monster?" Zhucheng was taken aback.

"I lost three people to confirm this news. This time there are two fifth-level monsters." Zhan Tian replied.

"Two!" Zhu Cheng jumped up and stood up, the chair almost turned over without noticing, his face was full of shock. A fifth-level monster can destroy the entire Black and White City, and two fifth-level monsters are simply a disaster.

"Speaking of which, Qian Lejin and Qiu Jushan should be grateful to Liu Wei'an. If Liu Wei'an hadn't appeared, the crime of losing the city would have fallen on them both." Zhan Tianying gloated.

"The destruction of Black and White City won't do us any good, right?" Zhu Cheng looked at Zhan Tianying displeasedly.

"We do have losses, but we can make up for them in post-disaster reconstruction." Zhan Tianying said sadly.

Zhucheng stopped talking.

"I hope Liu Wei'an can hold back for a while longer, and don't let me down." Once the burly man sitting at the top spoke, everyone fell silent.

when--

A Ping'an soldier stepped back three steps in a row, half of his arm was numb, and looking at the shield, there was already a crack. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Be careful, it's a black gold beetle!"

The others were shocked when they heard the shout. The Wujin beetle is also a third-level monster, but it is the top existence among the third-level monsters. It is small in size, as fast as electricity, extremely powerful, and its body is as strong as iron. It can easily pierce the body of a master. It has all advantages and almost no disadvantages. Even if it has shortcomings, it will be masked by its electric speed.

In previous battles, every time the Wujin Beetle appeared, the Ping An Army would suffer huge casualties. Both Tong Xiaoxiao and Heimian Shen had been planted by the Wujin Beetle, and they were extremely difficult to deal with.

ah--

ah--

ah--

...

In an instant, more than a dozen masters were bleeding, and there was a hole in the heart, and blood was bubbling, and it seemed that they could not live. The Ping'an army has rich experience and shields. Although it is difficult to deal with the Wujin beetle, it can still defend. The masters of Black and White City are not so lucky. Ordinary shields are almost as thin as paper in front of the Wujin beetle. After a late-gold master died at the hands of the Wujin beetle, the other masters showed fearful expressions and began to retreat. At this moment, Liu Wei'an made a move.

Whoosh—

The place where the streamer appeared happened to collide with the jetting Ugin beetle, not one second earlier, not one second later, the power of the Undead Curse exploded, and half of the Ugin beetle's body was blown apart, and fell to the ground with a bang, without a sound.

After in-depth study of "Tales of the Soul" and "Pictures of Flowers, Birds and Insects", Liu Wei'an's array skills have grown extremely fast. It may be too exaggerated to say that it is too fast, but it is definitely much faster than those geniuses. As the tide rises, the skills of spells have also improved accordingly. The power of the corpse spell is more than three times greater than before.

The arrows were like shooting stars, and the direction of each arrow was exactly where the Wujin beetle appeared, giving people the feeling that the Wujin beetle hit it automatically. The number of Wujin beetles is not large, and it is less than time for a cup of tea, and they have been killed by Liu Wei'an in sevens and eighties. Just as the expressions on the faces of the masters of Black and White City eased, they immediately became tense again, their bodies stiffened.

A terrifying aura surged over like a tide, and among the tens of thousands of magical beasts, a black tiger with colorful stripes came slowly, colorful black tiger! The colorful black tiger is huge, but it walks without a sound, its movements are slow and full of rhythm. It walks very slowly, but it gives people a sense of power and speed that will be thunderous once it explodes.

"Also!" The drunkard's throat twitched, and his footsteps began to move backwards. Behind the colorful black tigers, there appeared three more colorful black tigers. Their eyes looked like a king patrolling his territory.

"This thing is not something we can deal with." Smoker didn't say the word back, but the younger brothers around him clearly understood what he meant, and retreated quietly.

But when everyone retreated, two troops rushed out from the city gate, Ge Huicheng and Jiang Yujun's teams. The people in the two camps were extremely unwilling to come out at this time, because playing at this time meant death. But what Ge Huicheng and Jiang Yujun said made everything speechless.

"We have already betrayed Qian Lejin and Qiu Jushan, and we can't go back. We can only follow Liu Weian to the dark. If we die once, we can integrate into Liu Weian's group. If we don't fight, we will never be able to become confidantes, and we will be eliminated in a short time."

Elimination is much scarier than death.

World of Warcraft is extremely dangerous, many masters have experienced death, as long as they seize the opportunity, they can recover soon. Elimination means being excluded from rights and basically insulated from opportunities.

The appearance of Ge Huicheng and Jiang Yujun can't boost everyone's confidence, the fourth-level monsters are too scary. However, it could relieve the tension. Liu Wei'an's voice sounded at this moment, suppressing all the noise of the battle.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient, the colorful black tiger will be dealt with by someone."

Following his words, three figures flew out of the city, namely the Dachau fish, the dwarf, and the red-haired old man. The three rushed into the group of monsters and intercepted a colorful black tiger each, and a terrible collision sounded immediately. Everyone thought that the last colorful black tiger was shot by Liu Wei'an himself, the ground suddenly split open, the last colorful black tiger fell into the crack, and the crack closed instantly. Terrible vibrations came from the ground, and the entire battlefield could feel them. Soon, the fluctuations weakened rapidly, and finally stopped. There was no vibration anymore, and the colorful black tiger did not rush out.

There was no gap in the ground, and it was as if nothing had happened.

The masters were all horrified, a level 4 monster just died like this? What kind of power is this? For a moment, those malicious people felt unfathomable.