Then the two rushed to the Dog-Touren Camp outside the city, obviously wanting to set up a dungeon. At the same time, Fer also saw the other party's name from the team bar, "Brother has always been rich in the world." This made Fer speechless. It seems that players like names with connotation, but it doesn't matter. Names are one thing, and copying is another thing. Isn't my name also very connotation? Brother Xinchun wants to be resurrected in full state. Who can hurt the mage who is resurrected in full state? If he can really be resurrected in full state, I'm afraid I will kill the emperor hundreds or eighty times every day. However, it's okay if Brother Chun will give face and resurrect. After all, Brother Xinchun can't take care of him even if he has too many people.

I can't care about that much, so I'll get the dungeon first. After walking three or four miles outside the city, the other party took Fel into a territory that seemed to have been occupied by the kobolds before, but now it's a ruined camp. Needless to say, it's a dungeon formed after the players opened up the land.[]

Then the other party took the lead and entered a portal-like place. With my intelligence that was n times higher than ordinary people, it must be a copy. Damn, it goes without saying that it is a copy, because when the other party entered, a virtual box appeared in front of Fell. Whether to enter the dungeon camp copy, please choose the difficulty...

However, when Fair chose to enter, the other party had already chosen the difficulty, which made Fair unable to change. After all, the other party had already chosen it, what else could he do? But it seemed that it was simple and difficult to choose.

I made a fork!!! Simple, damn, what good things can a simple and difficult copy explode? I have always been a copy of nightmare difficulty. Feier blushed and lied in his heart, but it doesn't matter. First get familiar with the copy first, and then talk about other things next time. When Feier chose to enter, his eyes changed and became the gathering place for the kowtowers who had passed by before. However, it seemed that the kowtowers camp was similar. If Feier really wanted to tell him, he couldn't tell. Then the swordsman secretly ran from one tree to another book with a long sword in his hand, and from time to time he ate the kowtowers' actions from the gaps in the tree, and gestured to him to follow him.

"After the evil method, don't worry about the monsters, sneak in and push them directly together

oss, "Fel certainly obeyed the order. After all, he didn't know how the player set up a dungeon, so he should go with experienced people. But why is the world's movements like a thief? Was he a thief before he became a swordsman? But Fel didn't see him imitating the other party's sneaky movements, and it was also very vivid. If the other party was a thief, then Fel was also a thief. This is the best learning to learn not bad things.

Along the way, I escaped the patrol of the little kowtowers and finally walked to the territory of the kowtowers chief. I knew it at a glance. After all, the place where they live is more luxurious and tall? Although the creature like the kowtowers is not very tall, the place where the boss lives cannot be tall, but it is still OK to distinguish the place where the eldest and younger brother live. Then the other party went up to start a monster, needless to say, he knew that he was preparing to push it directly.

Ossed.

When I walked into the tent full of dog-kowled characters, I found that the dog-kowled chief had two younger brothers, and I knew it was an enemy, and I didn't say anything. I just started to start a monster!!! Although the dog-kowled chief had two younger brothers, it was not a big deal in the eyes of both of them. After all, players are the best race to promote wisdom. Not to mention that they deal with the three dog-kowled dogs, even one person can use some conspiracy traps and wisdom to solve the other party. After all, the other party doesn't know how to concentrate firepower and positioning, and even destroy the long-range thin-skin output first. It will be attracted to hate if you sarcastically ridicule. What if you don't win such a low iq monster? Although there is a saying that the three elite dog-kowled dogs are better than orc infantry captains, humans have always won with intelligence. Moreover, there is obviously no elite among the three dog-kowled dogs, so it is still easy to destroy them.

The richest man went up to give the eldest brother of the dog-kow, and then the three gobows began to beat him up. Is this a beast-fighting battle? A pure thought flashed through Fell's mind, and then Fell also began to rub the fireball. After all, can't he let his teammates single p? Group p is the king, but he forced himself to change the fireball that he could have instantly fireball to one-third of his original power, and reduced the power of the fireball to one third of his original power. After all, he didn't want to expose the fact that he was an NPC. How can he explain it when the fireball is so powerful? He won't use the public staff in his hand to explain it as a magical tool.

In fact, Fel actually does not consume magic at all when releasing such a fireball. After all, did he not use the magic in his body? He slowly gathered fire elements from the outside to form a fireball. As long as he was a mage, he would not use this stupid method. After all, casting spells in this way is slow and time-consuming. If he really used it, he would probably even a mage who was up to level ten weaker than him could completely abuse himself. However, sometimes it is not good to use it to cultivate sentiments, such as when you cannot expose your true strength and need to significantly extend the casting time.

The guard of the chief of the Dog-Kowloon was caught by a fireball of Fer, and then more than 300 damage was rubbed against his head, and then it dropped a little from time to time. Needless to say, it was the burn damage triggered. This made Fer speechless. Why was luck so good when it was not needed? The swordsman in front of him who was dodging everywhere was shocked when he saw Fer's damage. At the same time, he looked at Fer, obviously shocking the damage value of the mage. After all, the blood of the Dog-Kowloon guard was only 1,300. He could only cause more than fifty damage per DPS swordsman attack, and a mage hit him with one blow. Isn't this trying to scare people to death?

Although Fer's output is so high, the Sangou Kou Ren was not underestimated. He took advantage of the moment when Fu Jia was lost, and the siege of the monster Fu Jia almost returned to the city for free. After all, the damage of the Sangou Ren attacking at the same time was almost over 100 is not something that any player at level 30 can withstand. He was surrounded by three monsters that were higher than his level and of course he had to return to the city. He was not a shield battle with heavy armor on his body carrying tower shields. It would be strange if he could survive.

Finally, a donkey in the world rolled over and almost died and got out of the little brother of the Dog Kowtun. Fair breathed a sigh of relief for him, but he doubted whether his teammates would leave a psychological shadow. After all, he was abused by the weakest and least lowly Dog Kowtun among the monsters, but it had nothing to do with Fair, so Fair's worries just flashed away.
Chapter completed!