Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Chapter 2350 Excited ‘Perfect Bald Head’

Hill looked at the giant screen and smiled happily.

Completely different from Feliz, who was being carefully protected below, the undead were trying to get William into the place where the artillery fire was the most intense.

Even in order to allow the fierce fireball on the opposite side to burn William's face, a certain undead in mid-air directly stopped his skills and fell to the ground, losing a large tube of blood.

In fact, Hill can understand the undead's approach.

In their hearts, since the dog plan has come out, it is impossible not to deal with it.

Anyway, he will definitely not die, and he may even maintain an image of being extremely heroic in war.

Who wants to see this result?

Even if Planner Gou can't die, they can choose to make him look as miserable as possible when he goes back.

Better to turn into a roast pig under Shar's eyes.

Only those who understand this approach will understand what is going on, and even William himself will not be dissatisfied with it.

Which planner doesn't give himself a few days of encouragement before launching into a game, and only dares to enter after a few days of not being angry?

But in the eyes of some people, this probably means that the undead simply do not obey William's control and only obey the orders of the God of Time and Space.

Although the undead seem to be working under William's command, in the evil world, following your orders, disobeying you, and wanting to kill you are not conflicts in the first place.

The undead are determined to kill William at first sight.

The people being chased by them can let go for the time being, and they are even willing to let go for the time being.

But they definitely don't let the dogs go.

This did give the hider enough time to observe the movements of the undead and William. After all, as long as he hid well and was good at throwing his next door neighbor out to attract artillery fire, he could still survive in today's strange battlefield. of.

However, his piercing eyes were so persistent that William almost couldn't help turning his head to look at him several times... Fortunately, the undead cooperated very well, and he could suddenly slump and twist at the critical moment every time. crotch to avoid those flying disasters.

It was this scene that Hill really couldn't stand anymore.

Hill has seen many battlefields of the undead, and many of them are incredibly confusing: until the end of the fight, even the undead themselves can't remember who is on the same side as whom.

Even though they have clear stances on each other, when everyone gets together, they can instantly tell the difference between friend and foe. But if they really want to do the kind of mission that can only be won by one person, it is not impossible for them to improvise with people from the enemy family. Yes.

After all, the most lethal one must be eliminated first!

Moreover, they are the ones who understand each other best... If you fight an opponent to this level, you can predict what kind of skills the opponent will use as soon as he raises his claws or rolls his eyes.

No need to say much, just a look can make us cooperate.

Of course, if you kill the one who poses the greatest threat, the next one to kill will be the one you just cooperated with.

One can only imagine what kind of virtue that kind of battlefield will turn into in the end... After all, when they turn their backs on the strong, they themselves are also the ones being targeted.

In fact, this kind of battlefield is relatively rare in Trasil and Toril. It only occasionally occurs due to group competition for a special single resource, and no big family can claim to have control, so it is temporarily held by the time and space artifact. limited time competition.

But this kind of thing is really rare. As long as those families don't choose the same territory to compete with each other, all the people can get are accidental surprises. Those who have time to call people are basically controlled by these families. .

It's not like they're renting the venue... but with such a big gap in numbers and the family commander being sure to be there, how many individual people have the capital to grab it?

After all, it's not a battle drop, but a resource point.

Therefore, what Hill sees more often is similar battles in the undead tablet...in the world of Quins where Alice lives.

William respected the attributes of Quins' world. No matter what the undead did there, they could only form a team of up to 5 people.

Everyone outside the squad is the enemy.

But in fact, most of the undead squatting there are loners.

Even if they are from the same family.

The specialties from Quins are quite valuable, but... there are never fixed veins of minerals.

Sometimes, even after a flash of light, only a giant gem appears... but the purity of the gem must be very high.

Even though this gem may be half diamond and half sapphire, it may not be possible to mix such strange energy!

Hill himself has also tried it. He can't make a gem have several shapes at the same time. Not only does it retain its own characteristics, but it also has various random mixed attributes.

Therefore, Quins' specialty is this kind of chaos gem... If it is auctioned off in Toril, it will always get a big price.

Undead people like Quins who dare to sleep in the open air, where they might fall into the water or be buried alive when they wake up, and who dare to look for opportunities outside, are ruthless people.

Even if he went there just to make money, that was cruel enough.

In fact, after Quince's specialty gradually became famous, it's not like there weren't people from other worlds who wanted to make a fortune.

But within a few years, all such adventurers disappeared... In addition to the fact that the place was too dangerous for people with only one life, it was also because the undead were so determined to beat each other to death.

But every time this kind of battle occurs, the undead in other worlds will call their friends and turn on their tablets to watch the battle.

This can be regarded as their kind of alternative arena competition, right?

Only those who have maximized their professional characteristics dare to participate in the competition.

Compared to the arena matches, that's where the real excitement is... After all, there are only so many types of maps for the arena matches, but the terrain of Quins can always have its own unique style.

Hill actually liked watching it.

Although he really couldn't learn that kind of fighting style, it was precisely because he couldn't do it that he loved watching it even more.

It was similar to how he used to feel when watching others play competitively and thinking that he was also a strong person if he could achieve such fast hand speed.

But in fact, he knew very well that typing on the keyboard fast enough might not necessarily allow him to react at that time which skill to use.

Of course, Hill now has a better reason... He can just shoot him to death, so why do he have to jump up and twist left and right to dodge skills?

Just like William on the screen.

The reason why Hill couldn't stand it was because William's performance left him speechless... Even if you are not a very strong incarnation, when faced with these spells, you are not to the point where you can't touch them, right?

Hill felt that William was sincerely grudges against the undead... Since you want to make my face full of mud, I will definitely not make you happy.

Hey~ I hid, I hid again~ I hid~

Although he may have all the scum in his mind, his serious face and eyes with a hint of solemnity still look a little bit like that.

Although it is somewhat guessed that William intends to use the battle in this world to fulfill some of the regrets and shortcomings in his heart.

But his regret...could it be that he really didn't have a fight with the undead?

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The 'perfect bald head' hiding in the corner took another look.

Then he sighed and hid back in a triangular shed that was somehow erected among the ruins.

Although the enemy was running around and looking for cover, there was no one who could get together with him.

He sat up with difficulty, and used his hands to help his two short legs meet, barely making a cross-legged appearance, holding his little shield with a melancholy look on his face.

Logically speaking, as the leader of the Black Rose clan, he should go out and stop his family members from going crazy.

However, the madness outside seems to be beyond his control now.

Instead of letting people watching the live broadcast laugh at him because no one listened to his words as the leader of the clan, he might as well hide himself so that no one can find him.

On the other hand, William seemed to be having a good time... He didn't complain publicly, and he didn't call him out on the tablet to control the situation, so why was he so troublesome?

Anyway, he really didn't want to care.

Um?

The 'perfect bald head' who was playing drums on his delicate and beautiful little shield suddenly stopped.

What does that guy who dresses like a thief, acts like a thief, is as tall as a tall dwarf, and has a stocky yet flexible body do?

Isn’t there only one race in this world: humans, and the only profession is mages?

Is this a mutant species or an unexpected event?

The 'Perfect Bald Head' put the shield on his back, moved his calves away, and then slowly and lightly knelt on the ground and crawled forward.

Although he could also retract the shield, considering that all the spells in the sky were created by his own people, the 'perfect bald man' still felt a little timid and chose to put a shield on his back.

He definitely doesn’t want to be a clan leader who is sent back to the city by his own family members!

Although face is not important, if you can avoid losing it, it is better to protect it.

He distracted himself with some thoughts in his heart... The 'Perfect Bald Head' also learned some things from the Justice Knights.

The opponent's individual combat power may not be as good as his, but he is very good at dealing with specific enemies.

Such as thieves.

'Perfect Bald Head' remembered that the knight of justice mentioned very solemnly that when he found a thief, if he planned to follow him to catch him, he must not focus on the other person.

Just keep an eye out of the corner of your eye, and be sure to distract yourself so as not to alert the other party by revealing murderous intent.

Although these things are useless against the undead...except for guys like 'Xueyunfeng', which undead cares about having people following behind them?

It's not a red name.

But it's quite useful when it comes to dealing with those little thieves among NPCs who really deserve a beating even if their crimes don't lead to death.

Although a little tired, the 'perfect bald man' who was crawling slowly in the ruins was still very happy: it was finally his turn to play!

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