Quadruple split

Time flies, time flies...

February 17, 2049

Game time AM10:35

Misa County, Hind Hill

"Hey, hey! This number is too exaggerated!"

The dwarf ranger screamed and jumped up, narrowly escaping from the encirclement of several mutants. The two-handed crossbow in his arms, which was not much smaller than its owner, made a loud bang and fired three heavy iron arrows. He pinned a mutant not far away to the ground in a glyph shape, allowing an elf female thief who was being chased around to escape from danger. At the same time, she also relied on the powerful recoil of the heavy crossbow to land on several people. Behind teammates.

A vigorous black panther appeared silently behind the two monsters. It stood upright, and its two sharp front claws penetrated the enemy's back skull very efficiently. In the next second, it turned around and flicked its tail to kill the two monsters completely. Death's body swept outside the battle formation. After completing this stunning double kill, it, or should be said to be 'him', turned back and winked at the ranger: "Not a bad hero for saving the beauty, although you almost killed me." I gave up my life."

"Go away and let the leaves rot. I won't die even if you die ten thousand times."

Ranger Luo Mu curled his lips, stretched the crossbow string with difficulty and stuck the two arrows on it. While adjusting the angle, he said angrily: "I just attacked in that direction just for the convenience of falling back. Stop talking nonsense." .”

"Oh, then I really blamed you wrongly."

Druid Aiman ​​chuckled, turned around suddenly and knocked a mutant to the ground, and then widened his bright red vertical pupils: "No, Elsa is in danger."

Whoosh!

Luo Mu jumped directly onto the shoulder of the ogre warrior at the front. It only took less than half a second to lock the position of the little thief Elsa, and then he was slightly stunned: "She is quite safe."

"Oh, that's what I saw wrong."

Emang snorted and let out an apologetic...sneer.

"Get out of here if you don't do anything, little one!"

The tall ogre swung the big wooden stake with one hand and poked the worm off his shoulder. He complained in a muffled voice: "Tata Ka is not feeling well!"

"Then you should let me get out of here! You stupid guy!" Luo Mu rolled around on the ground in a panic, yelled angrily, then raised his hand and shot two small rains of arrows to contain the tidal wave of arrows. The mutant then turned around and shook his middle finger at Emang: "Can you be more reliable!?"

"I just want to tell you that the word sex has a knife in your head."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know. I heard what Miss Yuying said. Anyway, it's not a good thing."

"What the hell..."

"Putting the two of you on top of each other, you are still not taller than Elsa, and she is more than a hundred years older than you!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Luo Mu nervously stepped back behind the staggering ogre and shouted at the top of his lungs: "How long do you have to hold on? There are too many monsters here, and they can't stand it at all!"

Seven or eight walls of fire rose not far away, followed by a wind blade, ice gun, lightning arrow and so on. A dozen mages behind this small position were desperately using various spells to contain the corpses. Chao', yes, it's just a containment, because mutants have the undead trait of being able to die only if their heads are removed, so it is difficult for lower-level spells to cause fatal injuries to them, and powerful and expensive spells are too cost-effective. Therefore, in most cases, the spellcasters here are only responsible for containment, weakening, and assistance. The work of collecting people is basically left to those partners who focus on melee combat and physical attacks.

"You have to bear it even if you can't stand it!"

A young mage who had just thrown out several bolts of lightning wiped his sweat and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brother Hei Fan said before that we, who are facing the front, must hold on until the two wings achieve victory. If these things are allowed to attack, Once you reach the top of the slope, it will be over!"

"Tch, that's easy to say." Luo Mu gritted his teeth, then threw the heavy crossbow on the ground that would increase his physical exertion, took off the two small hand crossbows hanging on his waist and Eman rushed to the right front. There was a gap, and there were two warriors in heavy armor over there who were bitten by a large wave of mutants and kept retreating. Their legs were shaking, and they were obviously on the verge of exhaustion.

Although he was complaining, the dwarf ranger, who had enough trust in the young commander, decided to hold on for a while, at least before large-scale casualties occurred or something happened to Elsa...

This is the slope north of Hind Hill. Fighting side by side with Luo Mu and others are nearly 200 professionals. They are distributed on this temporary defense line of more than 100 meters in length, constantly fighting against those being captured. The mutants attracted by a large number of life reactions were fighting. The number of those monsters was at least 500, which was only a small part of the total number. Half a day ago, Yuying led a dozen of the best dexterity professions. After the reporter went to the snow bamboo forest and lured all the Zombies wandering there, these damn things had exceeded the four-digit mark, and at the beginning of the head-on battle, they gave the alliance its first large-scale operation. The troops were under great pressure.

The people responsible for holding on to the front slope were stretched to the limit, struggling on the edge of collapse all the time. Warriors, knights, thieves, monks and other melee professions were at the front, gritting their teeth and fighting with those ferocious-looking people. Monsters are killed in close quarters; long-range firepower such as mages, warlocks, and rangers, as well as healers, are either pouring out spells and arrows from a little further back, or continuously replenishing physical strength and relieving injuries of those in front, when necessary. They also have to cover their companions who have been knocked to the ground or are exhausted. Even if everyone still has some advantages in individual strength, those mutants who are not afraid of fatigue, death and pain have never thought of fighting alone. They are so The brains that have lost the ability to think have long been turned into decorations. All actions are driven by some kind of desire that ordinary people cannot understand, so they will be torn into pieces in the next second and continue to charge until the true meaning. 'Death' comes or kills all life within the range of perception.

There are too many enemies. Although it has not reached a desperate level, at the current pace, it seems that it is only a matter of time before the defense line collapses. The consumption of physical strength, magic power, and will is increasing sharply every minute and second. , the number of seriously injured people has reached more than 20, and spellcasters who have fallen into coma due to overdraft of magic power have also begun to appear. This is a dangerous critical point. As the first 'veteran' to deal with mutants, Emang and Luo Mu knows very well that as long as this dangerous balance is broken, the battle losses in each subsequent minute may exceed the previous total!

A few minutes later……

[No, I can’t hold on any longer! 】

Emang, whose concentration began to gradually decrease, was half a beat too slow to react. He was hit hard by a tall mutant. The black and shiny hair on his back suddenly showed a few bloodstains. He tried his best to break away from the other one. The two monsters that flew up rolled into the formation in embarrassment under the cover of two lightning beams. However, they saw an unsteady young swordsman with his legs clamped by four or five withered and pale claws. Little by little he was dragged out.

The dwarf monk next to him grabbed him, but he was dragged out together. Another thief rushed forward, but more mutants rushed up, and the young man's calf had been torn to pieces. The flow of blood seemed to have triggered the hunger of those undead creatures for flesh and blood.

"Let go, damn old dwarf!"

The young man yelled rudely. He shook his right hand vigorously in an attempt to get the fellow monk who was also about to be dragged out to let go. At the same time, he waved the sword with his other hand to drive away the mutants who were rushing towards the thief. He yelled angrily: "Don't worry about it, I can't die. I'm different from you. I can still be a good man if I change my waistcoat later. Get back here quickly! It would be really cool if you two fools died here!" "

They are all companions who have performed missions in the same team, so they are relatively familiar with each other. What this player said is indeed the truth, but...

"Are you crazy? How long have you been talking about a vest or not? If you can go back alive this time, why don't I give you my vest to wear!" The monk wearing a dark green leather vest died with a red face. He dragged the other party tightly and said word by word: "Also, how many times have I said it, no! Xu! Call! Me! Short! Son!"

The human thief with a mustache put his shoulder against a mutant who was pulling him hard, and squeezed desperately towards the player. He said in a deep voice: "Heizhi is right, let's go back alive together!"

The swordsman player who had been straightened was about to cry, and he was moved and angry and cursed: "You two are so funny that you can't understand people! I said I can't die!"

"Don't give up, hold on to me!"

"Let's go back alive together!"

"I@#￥%\u0026amp;!"

Just when they were in an almost desperate situation, and the people around them were unable to help, a hazy light suddenly lit up not far behind them, and then they saw a pale golden light arrow streaking through the air. , inserted straight into the shoulder of a mutant who was trying to squeeze in next to him.

"I am Hei Fan, the monk wearing a vest. If you want to save your companion, let him go quickly, and then use the Collapse Palm on the mutant marked by me! Right now!"

The priest with bloodstains on his body came out from a distance and gave the simplest and most direct guidance.

Knowing that it was impossible to save his companions, the monk was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and spread his hands, took a deep breath, twisted back, and threw a heavy punch at the mutant. .

[Damn it, I can’t hit it! 】

He lamented in his heart, and made a judgment the moment he punched. Without his own restraint, the mutants dragging Liu Wangcai had already retreated several steps, and their wingspan was really limited. Under such circumstances, no matter how fast he punched, it would still be too late.

Theoretically this is the case...

"Laws and Orders!"

Bang! !

But the theory was just a theory. As the commander, who had barely met everyone in person, raised his hand, Liu Wangcai, who was being dragged quickly towards his death, suddenly shook and paused suddenly. In mid-air, no, it can't be said to be paused, but the speed suddenly dropped to less than one-tenth of the previous speed. At first glance, it seemed to be no different from suddenly stopping.

And the Zombie who was holding him tightly was naturally stunned, and then he was punched hard in the chest by the dwarf monk wearing a vest, and flew out like a cannonball, taking the surrounding people with it. Those few were also smashed out.

"The one next to him brings him back! Yes, that's it!" Mo Tan unfolded the Book of Acura in his hand and threw out a [Life Link] to restore some health points to Liu Wangcai, whose lower body was dripping with blood, and the thief next to him. Then he quickly tore open a scroll with amplification magic, turned around and said loudly: "Yameidi, Tameng, put two static vortices at the position just now, hey, those mages who are throwing wind blades first Stop, have you seen my recovery prayer? Bless the movement speed of the fifteen people counting from that brother to the right one by one. I will be back soon."

After saying that, he ran towards the gap not far to the left without looking back. The person blocking there before was Druid Emang. The soldiers blocking that area were under increased pressure after the former was injured. It was gradually forced to the point where there was almost no room to wield the weapon.

"Stop standing there and holding on. Put those ones in and give you five seconds to prepare. Immediately after putting them in, swap positions with the teammates on both sides. The pressure on those two points is relatively small." Mo Tan rushed to the third place. A soldier who was gritting his teeth shouted loudly, then raised his hand and brushed it over the Holy Book of Acura, summoning a calm halo on the spot: "All long-range professions affected by the halo should stop and prepare to turn to fire. You will have it soon." The angle of attack is good, we can kill them directly with a concentrated attack that consumes the least amount of money. Now we have the numerical advantage."

A few mutants who 'easily' broke through the defense line screamed and killed the people with weak defenses in the rear, and were instantly swallowed up by dozens of messy low-level magics and dense rain of arrows without saying a word. He died in one fell swoop.

"I need to clear an area a little. In order to pay as little as possible, all healers who can hear me now please use your full strength to heal everyone within your reach within one minute regardless of loss. I know what you are worried about. , It doesn’t matter, please let go.”

Therefore, the priests and priests belonging to the three sects of Fertility, Dawn, and Sun no longer hesitated, the shamans who specialized in hydrotherapy no longer hesitated, and the druids who guided the power of nature no longer hesitated. They each locked their eyes. The unlucky guy who was beaten the worst, let go of his crazy breasts!

All the soldiers who stood at the front and were in close combat with the mutants suddenly felt the pressure ease.

Another golden light flashed...

"All the spell casters who can hear me stop now. Have you seen the place I marked? In one minute, I need you to use the most lethal and widest range of magic you can use now. There, the same does not count the consumption. If everything goes well, you can rest for a while after this smash. Very good. There are still fifty-seven seconds. Please calculate the time and chant in advance~"

Mo Tan narrowed his eyes slightly and tried hard to stop his legs under the robe from shaking so much.

"Do what you can do first..."

He gently clasped his hands and murmured in an imperceptible voice: "Let's think about the maximum we can achieve."

Chapter 332: End