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Chapter 89 The copy is opened

"Boss, do you want Yingsha and I to squat him a few times in the wild and teach him some lessons?" The thief asked bitterly. He didn't mind wasting some time to educate and educate how to be a human being.

Wu Qi shook his head: "Forget it! It's a waste of time. There will be opportunities to teach him a lesson in the future."

Although the young master of Jiangzuo was arrogant and domineering, he treated his own people very well. Therefore, even if he was so capable of making trouble, there were many masters willing to follow him. In addition, he had a lot of money, and the studio of the Prosperous Dynasty was ranked among the top 100 in the country all year round. If the Yanzhaotang Mercenary Group fought with the Prosperous Dynasty, he would definitely not be able to gain any advantage.

"Okay, let's go." Wu Qi looked around, and the singing in the bagpipe, waiting for others, still showing an angry expression. He was around twenty years old and was the time to pursue a clear mind. Unlike the mountain, Mingyue and others seemed to have never heard of the ridicule of the Jiangzuo Young Master, and there was no meaning to them.

Wu Qi smiled and said, "If you are really angry, just set up a copy. We are ranked ahead of the prosperous dynasty, and it will be a slap in the face? At that time, it will be clear at a glance who is the stinky fish and rotten shrimp."

After saying that, looking at the bitterness, the singing in the bagpipe gradually slowed down, and Wu Qi took the lead in stepping into the copy.

Like the rippling water waves, the mirror ripples like water spread out layer by layer, revealing Wu Qi's figure. In front of you, there was still the hills outside the town of Landry, but there was no crowd of people.

Waiting for everyone to enter the copy, the system prompt sounded in my ears.

"A month ago, Endel, the Kingdom of Serrat, led a tragedy, and overnight, the residents of the entire town were massacred. The noble parliament of the Kingdom of Serrat was furious and spent a lot of effort to investigate the ins and outs of this matter."

"Later, I don't know the reason, and the investigation was suddenly interrupted. No one knows the reason."

"According to insiders, some of the men in black who participated in the massacre at that time were hiding in the chaotic private camp in front of them."

"The nobles have long been annoyed by this chaotic private camp, so they took the opportunity to appoint mercenaries to solve this problem. Brave adventurers, you have a chance to become famous!"

"Ding! You have entered the dungeon: The chaotic private camp, please select the dungeon difficulty: ordinary, difficult, expert!"

"Ordinary!" In all unknown situations, of course, choose the safest choice.

"Okay, let's go!" Wu Qi clapped his hands and said. Among the dungeon news they knew, not everyone gathered together. Because they were mixed, all kinds of people were all in their own camps, and they gathered together in groups of three or three, and were generally divided into three small camps.

One is a desert camp and the other is a mercenary camp. As for the last one, because the first two camps must be cleared before going to the last camp, there is no news about the third camp now.

"Which one should I choose?" Wu Moeshan took the lead and stood at the front of the team and looked at Wu Qi.

"Mercenary Camp." In fact, the two camps are not much different, so Wu Qi was not too confused about this issue and chose one at will.

After distinguishing the direction, everyone began to head towards the mercenary camp.

The mercenary camp was located above the hills and walked forward along the rugged mountain road. Soon, six mercenaries stopped in front of Rushan and others.

"Bah! The lackeys of the nobles." The mercenaries held the knife in their hands, rushed over as soon as they saw it as if they were still as moving as a mountain, and cursed.

Fierce Mercenary: Level 1O ordinary level demonized creature

Health:

Skill: Slash, sweep across all directions.

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With the bonus of the dungeon, the blood volume of wild monsters is much higher than that of ordinary wild monsters.

"Make a monster!" Wu Qi directed.

Standing in front of the team, the pale blue tower shield slapped on a mercenary in front of him, and then one mocked him and grabbed the hatred of the other mercenary. The two mercenaries showed fierce eyes and slashed straight on the tower shield that was as moving as mountain. The other mercenaries were pulled away by Schrödinger's tiger and Luoying Chengshang.

Slash! Slash!

! Stay calm like a mountain, and the tower shield kept shaking along the force of the scimitar to slow down the damage. The calculation mode of the wild monsters in the dungeon is completely different from the outside world, so it is necessary to test the properties of the wild monsters in the dungeon.

"It can probably resist the attacks of four mercenaries at the same time, five are a bit of a barely." Wu Qi secretly calculated the damage. As if it were still moving, the armor was as high as 158 points, and the health volume increased to 432 points. It is also enough to be the main tank in those first-class studios.

“Hate builds stability!”

"Output!"

Next, we will test the resistance of the mercenary. Wu Qi raised his staff, and the spell was chanted in extreme times, and the red flame flashed by at the top of the silver-white staff.

Small fireball! Burning!

!

Two high damage suddenly popped up from the mercenary.

"Damn!" The other mages were shocked. Their spells hit the mercenaries with only 5o or 6o points, and they were less than half of Wu Qi's.

Moreover, Wu Qi sang the spells very quickly. Don’t know that the mage has just released a skill, and two sets of small combos have been thrown over here.

Wu Qi's hatred soared all the way up, and he had to make up a shield to ensure the stability of the hatred.

He was still as moving as a mountain and carried a shield and retreated steadily. He saw that the mercenary in front of him had a thin layer of frost stained with the movement.

"Who used the ice-type spell?" Budong Rushan was a little puzzled. In this kind of stand-up output, of course, the explosion skill has the highest priority sequence, and there is no need for soft control of the ice skill. "No..."

"No······"

The mages in the team shook their heads one after another. The control skills needed to be under the command of the dungeon commander. Since Wu Qi didn't say it, they wouldn't do it.

"What......" Bumo Rushan was even more puzzled. He was about to speak, but as Wu Qi hit the mercenary with a small fireball, the light blue ice suddenly covered the mercenary and was frozen in place.

Freeze!

Damn it! Everyone looked confused with capital letters. What kind of skill is this? Why have I never seen it before? Who can let it go?

A few sharp-eyed men turned their eyes to Wu Qi who had been outputting. They found that it seemed that the frozen mercenary was the unit Wu Qi outputted.

Wu Qi raised his staff and took advantage of the fact that the freezing effect was not over, and added a few skills to knock out the mercenary's final health.

He replied faintly.

"It's the effect of my passive skills."

It's really not in the state. There are two things that need to be written here, but they haven't written them out. I'll change them tomorrow, my head is drowsy and I can't write anything. I'm sorry.

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