The Game of Demon Hunter

"Is it because I'm seasick or what's going on?" Looking at the big octopus wreaking havoc on the coastline in the distance, Zhang Ziyou felt his feet shaking again: "Brother Mu, don't tell me that we traveled thousands of miles just to be with you. Fight an enemy like this?"

"I'm afraid the situation here is a bit more serious than what we expected before we set off, but don't talk nonsense, if anyone regrets it, they can swim back by themselves." Shu Mahe seldom takes care of other people's emotions. Now, as one of the few naturalized people among the aborigines who has the ability to get the position of assistant researcher, this is still the case.

"You heard what he said, if you don't want to fall behind, just follow closely." Mu Tiegen nodded. He is not good at words and prefers to lead the way.

Mu Tiegen followed the ranger Ji Wanbing straight away. The ranger jumped on the roof and occasionally had to avoid fish and shrimp thrown from the direction of the sea.

The big octopus was using the paladin's big ship as a toy, shaking it in the sky, and now it has seven or eight tentacles that are more than ten meters long and is sweeping the shore, while most of its body is still soaked in sea water.

The rising sun exudes warm light, like someone holding a magnifying glass, gathered into a beam to shine on the surface of the giant octopus.

Where the sunlight passed, black scorched marks were left on the monster's body, revealing the decayed tissues inside.

No one wants to fight something like this, especially in water.

"Comrade Shumahe, you should find an opportunity to use that small boat to return to the fleet now and tell them the situation here." Mu Tiegen smashed the wall in front of him with one punch, and led his team straight ahead among the ruins: "I I don’t want them to find out that they have to fight a sea monster first when they enter the port.”

"We have other ways to communicate, focus on your own tasks." Shu Mahe showed a confident smile on his face: "You don't even know what kind of power we have. The situation here is all under the control of the local staff. Within the scope of consideration, since we are here, we will not be driven away again!"

Not to mention Mu Tiegen, Zhang Ziyou, who has a wider vision, doesn't know where Shumahe's confidence comes from.

He didn't think those warships could kill such monsters at all. As a layman, Zhang Ziyou had a very clear view on the strength of warships, big was strong, small was weak.

Perhaps the warships of the 'Golden Fleet' are indeed several sizes larger than those white-skinned warships, but that doesn't change the fact that the big octopus is using the white-skinned warships as toys.

But Mu Tiegen's character is such that he doesn't talk too much, but asks more questions. When Shu Mahe told him that he could solve this matter, Mu Tiegen believed it, and put this matter completely behind him, and never went to it again. Think more.

Even if there is a torrential flood in the future, Mu Tiegen's only task is to meet up with the comrades here and deliver the courier from the local area by the way.

This time, the thundercloud storm summoned by Victor was added a lot by the evil god, and every bolt of lightning was glowing with lavender light.

The greenskins and players running around on the street turned into dust on the spot after being hit, and the damage was astonishing.

"MOTHERFUVK!" The attack plan that former federal agent Charles Manson had been preparing for days was over before it even started.

The U.S. imperial players who were ambushing nearby and waiting for the opportunity were reimbursed by one-third in the previous round of attacks.

The EU also suffered a lot of losses. They learned the method of the green skins and sent a blasting team. As a result, even people and gunpowder were struck by lightning, and now they are inseparable from the dust on the ground.

"I'll deal with the birdmen in the sky, how about you deal with the rest?" Effilar breathed the air full of psionic energy, which only witches could smell.

Sweeter than flowers, more alluring than delicacies, but this smell is definitely one of the most feared by witches.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Xu Yichen stood on the city wall, looking at the battlefield that suddenly became lively: "If we can't make it through, will you choose to kill yourself?"

"If that's the case, you'd better help me, I don't want to explode in place and become a portal." The silver-haired witch's mood seemed to improve following the witcher's words: "Don't use your new toy , I prefer the previous stabbing sword, the wound is smaller."

"As you wish, ma'am." Xu Yichen also smiled and gave a noble salute, and walked down the city wall with [War Disaster].

This is a heavy topic, but also a very real problem, and both witchers and witches understand it.

In addition to the relationship between comrades-in-arms and friends, there is another layer of relationship between them, surveillance.

It was Xu Yichen who intercepted the black ship of the nuns, and it was Xu Yichen who rescued Effilar, a witch who made both the Witch King and the Witch Union look differently.

She is Xu Yichen's responsibility.

Xu Yichen has a responsibility and an obligation to ensure that she will not one day bang into a door to open up chaos, which is definitely a more serious disaster than the one they are facing now.

Even the silver-haired witch herself didn't know how big a door would be opened if she really fell into chaos.

The tide of psionic energy was constantly boiling under Victor's communication, and the previous brief lull was just an illusion. When someone started to set off a new wave, it revealed its hideousness.

This is a test that witches have to face. The shielding ability of the quiet room is not that strong. It has always been Effilar who has been working hard to calm the waves of spiritual energy around other witches.

Now she doesn't want to escape anymore, she has to face this brand new world, adapt to it or be eliminated, she is a battle nun, never afraid of challenge, nor afraid of death.

"Bless me, sisters, you are with me." The silver-haired witch stuck her long sword on the ground, put her forehead against the hilt, and prayed like a fighting nun: "Bless me to defeat evil, and bless me one day can save your souls."

The witcher issued a new order in the channel: "Keep an eye on Effilar and the other witches, and if anything unusual happens, please notify me, or do what you should do."

"I've joined up with the local transcendent, don't be so heartless, we can carry it through, the fleet is less than a day away, they said they can solve the seaside problem!" The ranger and the witches have a good relationship, and hurriedly replied : "We will not fail!"

"We may be able to eliminate the physical existence of chaos, but witches face invisible spiritual energy, such as air composition and atmospheric pressure." Yang Yuefan explained: "If they cannot evolve with the environment, we are their last mercy. "

"Nangong Yujun received it. If the situation is irreversible, I will do what I should do." The black-armored warrior knocked on his helmet, ignoring Li Yanlong's glare, and replied.

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