As the president of the Seventh Heaven Guild, Wu Qi’s thoughts and concerns cannot be limited to himself or his current team. The development of the Guild should also be considered.

Although the curse suit is not favored by top thieves like White Mullet, it is still easy to train a master thief if it is used for players with good technology but poor equipment.

If Wu Qi could wear two or three curse suits and cultivate two or three masters and thieves, Wu Qi would naturally not miss this opportunity.

As for why not arrange for others to swipe, this is an expert-level [cursed land] that will stop all player teams, mercenaries, and guilds. It is a "benefit" that can only be enjoyed after passing two levels. It is a rare "grace" that can only be enjoyed by the first time the landing system is open. It cannot be repeated and difficult to copy.

The white mullet replaced the hard task of attracting monsters. The agile black and white figures shuttled through the forest. Wu Qi and others stood at the monster point that they had spent a lot of effort to find, quietly waiting for the arrival of the white mullet.

They were surrounded by three towering, huge banyan-like trees. The exposed roots were dense and strong, occupying a large area. Even the exposed roots of the three slightly closer trees were entangled in one piece, with a traverse and a complex terrain.

This is their ideal place for monster hunting! As long as it is not moving like a mountain, Schrödinger's tigers and others occupy several not-so-obvious "loops" to prevent the dark trolls and cursed demons from destroying the terrain. Wu Qi and other output units can stand firmly on the thick tree roots, condescendingly, and output with all their energy!

A black but slightly mottled wave has accumulated behind the white mullets. They are close behind the thief and will not give up. In order to avoid the dark trolls on the back of the white mullet, the cursed demon has to deliberately slow down and narrow the distance between the two. This makes everyone waiting in the distance look like a one-wood boat chased by the waves, which may be chased at any time and crushed into the "wave".

But the thief was still not satisfied. He continued to go deeper and wider space to attract more dark trolls and cursed demons' hatred. It seemed as if there were two eyes on his back, and the cursed demons' movements behind him were clearly understood. He stepped on his step, he turned sideways, and he bowed his head. The extremely simple movement eliminated the attack from behind.

Chasing the dark trolls behind him, the cursed demons were dragged and surrounded by narrow spaces, they were densely stacked, shoulder to shoulder, they were played with like tamed beasts in circuses, and the thief was the most skilled beast tamer!

"Prepare to receive the monster!" The white mullet said in a deep voice. In the distance, a black and white thief shadow was coming towards them in dance steps. When he passed by the thief, it was Manman who extended. The "ghost clouds" were pressing against the black and black, and the "waves" were running wildly. They were heavier than the clouds, faster than the waves, and their momentum was huge. Anyone standing in front of him would inevitably tremble!

The little boy Silva's face was completely bloody at this time, and his whole body was trembling and soft. If it weren't for the priest's singing in the bagpipe, he would have fallen from the roots of the tree.

He was older than him, but the youngest suffering in the team was full of excitement and shock. He stared at the white mullet's every move, and murmured in absent mind because of his excitement.

"This is the thief!"

Yes! This is the thief, dancing on the tip of the knife, running in front of the god of death, wandering on the edge of life and death, enjoying the ultimate madness and excitement!

Finally, this was enough to make any thief in the national server ended for the crazy performance. The white mullet ran to the monster point, ran past the position of Schrödinger's tiger, and he jumped gently, flipped his body, and landed steadily on the exposed roots.

After his performance, what he performed next was the ultimate defense of the shield armor warrior and the violent output of the mage.

Wu Qi, at that time, Mingyue, Ten Heavens and Ten Earths, Mikasa Jun, Chen Changsheng, and the five third-level mages had already raised their long staff and chanted spells.

In the dark forest, with the riot of monsters, the elements in the void also rioted. The violent flame elements accumulate, the cold frost elements condense, the light wind elements gather, and the thick earth elements surge...

Boom!

The first attack was Schrödinger's tiger, the remaining night without moon, the meat tank who was supported by the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. The guardian aura with golden light flowing under their feet was filled with various state skills, and the damage reduction skills were released one by one. The shield in their hands was held high, and in an instant, they collided with the dark troll and the cursed demon.

The "blazing clouds" were shattered, the "waves" came to an abrupt end, and the monsters stopped moving. The four people were as unmoved as mountains, like insurmountable natural barriers, and kept all existences out of the way!

The damage reduction shield on the head of the shield armor warrior shaking, and his blood volume plummeted thousands of miles away. The large-scale healing technique of the priests who had been prepared long ago fell on the Shield War at the same time. The paladin's head saved the blood volume back a large part, and continued to chant magic, and healing was spilled out one by one.

The tanks' health fluctuated, but in the end they were stable above the safety line.

Boom!

The long and difficult spells of the mages finally reached the end. The void seemed to be unable to withstand the huge amount of elements of various types. The sky was hanging down, and a range of skills were released one after another.

The violent flame elements were moaning, and the flame meteorites were rapidly forming, but the flames were blue in color, which seemed to be different from the ever-condensing sky blue ice element. The two condensed for a moment and fell at a certain point in time!

The flames and ice and snow covered the vast area, which included most of the dark trolls, cursed demons, and dark trolls crowded with each other. The blood volume of the cursed demon began to drop rushically.

The soil surging under their feet, piercing out one after another, and wind blades around them formed, cutting the skin...

Time passes quickly in seconds.

With the output of the dark troll, the blood volume fell to the ground and turned into a corpse. The curse demon with thicker blood volume stood in a world of flames, ice, wind blades, and ground thorns, almost remaining blood.

The group of monsters that were originally crowded with phobia were almost gone, and only the "lucky" who were wandering around the outermost part of the group of monsters and the cursed demons with thick blood and high defenses stood "at a loss" against the last layer of blood skin.

"Clear the scene!"

Wu Qi didn't care about appreciating this spectacular and shocking scene and resting. While commanding, he jumped down from the roots of the tree, harvesting cursed demons with residual blood.

He jumped out at the same time as him, and was waiting for the violent battle aside, watching the mages perform. But they were useless and could not wait to declare their existence with the corpses of monsters one by one.
Chapter completed!