Thriller Paradise

"Actually... I have increased my staff..." Looking at the crowd in the sky, Shiva’s already exhausted eyes finally showed the color of despair.

To be honest, if it’s not Shiva, the battle line formed by the players may have been rushed by the army of Link...

In the state of full firepower, Shiva alone resisted more than 50 Linke raids.

He used [Flying Flames] to constantly refresh the effect of the [Amulet Ashes], using the [Men of the Moon] to create a range of damage, and using the [Treasure of the Tyrant] to restore the survival value; in fact, it is not able to stand up, wet There are also two kinds of melee killing techniques, such as "one shot and two scattered palms" and "the fangs", as well as the two rescue techniques of "the knife and the knife" and the "root"; and the "day dance hourglass" The crossfire cover also created an excellent strategic space for him.

It can be said that in this battle, Shiva fully demonstrated his strength as the "second master of thriller paradise".

Perhaps his boxing method is not as good as seven kills and drunkenness. His knife is not as good as a knifeless, and his swordsmanship is not as good as a savage sword, a dream, and his spiritual ability is not even as good as the trace... ... However, the "comprehensive" of Shiva is something that other people can hardly hope for.

Unfortunately, his strength can only be supported here.

The original one hundred Linke has already made the players stretched and exhausted, and now adding 300 more people, this situation is like an avalanche...

Almost at the same time that Link fell, the players have already begun to retreat. They are all very clear that it is impossible to maintain the front line. If you stay on the front line, you will die in the blink of an eye.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, Link’s army launched a wave of unstoppable assaults... Under the impact of a total of more than 400 super-strong individuals, even the surviving [Blue Blood Stone Magic] of the Shadow King was bombarded. There is no need to kill the slag; due to the existence of the "life link", the singer Wang himself has also suffered tremendous damage, but fortunately he still has a tone of death.

As for the various robots released by Matcha Crisp, there is nothing left in this round of impact. All were labeled as scrap iron.

Of course, the sacrifices of the two of them are also worthwhile. With the time of the stone magic and mechanical creation, the Shiva and other players have successfully withdrawn and saved their lives.

"Oh... dying and struggling." Link saw it and sneered again, then raised his voice and said, "What is the meaning!"

Drinking, after landing, the army of Lin Ke will start a formation, and the players who are withdrawing will once again cover up.

"Is it so far..." at this time. The wet army recently sighed from the enemy.

"You run fast." The figure of the broken army appeared beside him. "I and the greedy wolf have physical strength and put on life.... I should be able to give you some time."

"Still forget it..." Take a step forward and shook his head. "With our current physical strength, the other side only needs to divide more than ten people and can catch up and drag us."

"Yeah..." The track also said, "There are too many enemies, and each one is very strong... you can't stop it after the formation is fully dispersed."

"That..." is not afraid. At this time, the body is seriously injured. Re-take out the weapon and stand on the front line. "A fight against the water, fight with them!"

Her words. Ended this short discussion.

No one has made any other suggestions, because everyone understands... It’s a desperate moment, they have no choice.

............

On the other hand, the Infinit side.

"Oh... your companions. It seems that you are almost finished playing." Infinit responded to the siege of the three people around him, looking at Linke with a relaxed attitude, and then turning back to his opponent. Road. "How many of you can still be with me for so long..."

"Unemployment bankruptcy!" Wastewood uncle responded to the other side with action.

"The guns. Dragons!" Still tired of dreams.

"Super-bomb...vacuum wave!" Hongjun naturally did not pull down.

The trio of the Wastewood Alliance team has the best attack ability in the game. It is at the same level as the drunken dream of the order, the four kings of the gods, and the swords of the rivers and lakes. Moreover, their ability to form a more reasonable, can be described as far and near, there are injuries and control; their personnel composition is also very suitable, there are wisdom, there will be a fierce, and a strong and strong offensive and defensive.

Because of this, they can do things that other combinations can't do with a continuous attack of rhythm, strength and type, and successfully suppress Infinite.

"Continue... don't stop, don't be challenged by him." After Hongjun made a move, he quickly took time and shouted with his teammates.

"The words are like this..." The tired dream is still fighting and saying, "Our physical fitness will be exhausted sooner or later..."

"And, if the other person is solved, then a large group of suits will come over."

"Then we can't help it!" Hongjun's attitude is very determined. "What we can do is to handle the battles we are responsible for, and believe that they can also do their part!" When he said this, he paused for two seconds. Indignantly, he said: "Although I don't want to admit it, but according to my analysis... Under the current situation, no matter what we and everyone in the room do, we can't change the game." He looked condensed. What we can do now... is to delay the opponent as much as possible before the turnaround, and..." Then he applied a b-level skill to Infinity, "...to limit this monster's further 'self-evolution '."

"Oh?" Infinit also heard the words of Hongjun, he immediately changed his face. "This little brother with glasses... It seems that you are a Zhizhi." He sneered out, "Oh... so So, so far, you guys have been using this kind of 'attack that just kills me, but doesn’t let me improve my self-healing power and defensive ceiling,' is your idea...”

"What is it?" Hongjun vacated his hand, helped the glasses, and replied in a provocative tone.

"How?" Infinit repeated the two words, then...

The next second, he has appeared in the back of Hongjun.

After another second, Hongjun’s head fell from the neck, until the moment of death, his face will have a hint of horror in the future.

"If you want me to answer..." Infinit mimicked the tone of Hongjun and provoked. "The answer is this."

"You..." Until the words of Finite fell, the tired dreams suddenly turned back and yelled at each other. "I’ve been playing us all the time..."

"Ha!" Infinit laughed. "Even if my limit speed is not tempted, it is a good thing to be played." He spread his hands and said arrogantly, "Why do you think I have to entangle with you?" "He didn't wait for the two people in front of him to respond, and he took care of himself. "I saw that you have a good strength and feel that you have the ability to make me stronger and play with you. He snorted and turned his head and blinked at the red light that was turning into white light. "But since your 'military' doesn't want me to do what I want... then I don't have to put on the garlic anymore, isn't it?"

"Bastard..." The tired dream is still irritated after all, he rushed to the rush, struggling to make a killing move, "Spirit of God!"

The words are not exhausted, the move has arrived.

Because Finite saw the tumultuous force of the cloud, it was not only unavoidable, but also the color of excitement.

After the moment, with a loud bang, Infinit’s right half of the torso was broken into pieces of broken light.

However, he was completely unaffected by this "injury". He immediately twisted his body and turned around for half a turn. He clamped the head of the tired dream with the left hand.

"District humans..." At the same time that Finister clamped his tired dreams and the soldiers, his own damaged body was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye. "...and dare to call God?"

"Ah" tired dreams still screamed, the wrists turned sharply, and then urged the internal strength, want to use a long gun to pick up the opponent's arm.

"The momentum is good." But Finite is dismissive, "But it's useless! Haha... hahahaha!" He laughed and picked up the reorganized right arm, and he lost his dreams. The upper body was swept into a pile of meat sauce. (To be continued.)