Anne Orento Thuringia.≧,

Over the town of Orshfang, he was climbing at a very fast speed.

"Road up! 9121! Pull up!" Anne used her commander channel to loudly command the combat mage in front of her to maneuver at least half a dozen gargoyles chased the male combat mage codename 9121. The latter completely lost the structure because of the large number behind her. She only knew to use her speed to get rid of the enemy. However, the gargoyles are famous for their high speed but poor maneuver power. The galaxies will only lose the maneuver advantage of the combat mage.

Pulling up, Anne flips and starts diving towards the 9121. The missile bays mounted on both sides have been opened and can be launched only to get close to the distance.

9121's natural ray ability began to roll in the bucket when facing the gargoyle. Such an action made Annie no longer able to say anything else. Although this could allow 9121 to avoid the ray, the large amount of barrel rolling mage lost speed. Before Annie approached the missile lock distance, a gargoyle stretched out her claws towards the combat mage.

However, a large crossbow arrow prevented the gargoyle from grabbing. The gargoyle, which was penetrated by the silver crossbow arrow, roared and fell to the ground. A combat boat with a continuous ejection mechanism installed at the lower part began to pull up the combat boats after solving the gargoyle. They were the most extreme in terms of speed and climbing, so they prefer the tactic of diving attacks to break away from climbing.

The battle boat bought some time for Anne, and the girl once again loudly ordered the combat mage to use flight techniques. In theory, it would not lose speed when climbing, and 9121 had already lost his missile bay, nor would it consume energy and lose speed due to traction.

9121 finally understood this time, and he started to pull up because something happened suddenly. He didn't expect that the fresh meat in front of him would suddenly climb up high. The gargoyles had to adjust their flight trajectory after flying over their heads. At the same time, their flight speed inevitably decreased. All this made Anne's locking extremely simple. The girl wiped out six rounds on both sides of the missile in one breath, just one launch cabin.

The launch cabin was immediately ejected from the missile bay, and 60 holy missiles pulled the white positive energy lines to fly towards the gargoyles. It was not a good thing to be corroded by positive energy sub-corrosion, but the gargoyles who lost their speed could not avoid the missile, and the missiles who were visually lit up by Annie instantly killed the remaining five gargoyles. Seeing these gargoyles flying into stones again landing on the ground, before Annie could reach a height, the girl saw that 9121 was pulled up to the flight trajectory of a giant dragon, and what was even more fatal was that it was a bone dragon.

There was no intention of making way for the little thing in front of him, the bone dragon continued to fly like this. When 9121 discovered the danger of rushing towards him, he instinctively wanted to retreat. But this time the bone dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed 9121 into his mouth in one mouth.

"See you dead! There was no bone dragon in the last Zhouchang battle!" In Annie's direct team, the avatar of the third member turned black, and someone else cursed like this: "We have really bad luck!"

"It's a variable... Now is not the time for us to complain about luck!" Annie heard from her sister that every periodic copy will have some changes, or there is an extra team of enemies in some place, or there is a super powerful monster in a certain battlefield... "9124.91, come with me! Let's kill this bone dragon!"

Anne said as she continued to pull up. The girl who came over the dragon scattered all the holy light bombs at the bone dragon in front of her, unplugged the missile bay, ejected the hilt of the holy light sword from her left arm guard, and Anne, who held it in her hand, began to dive.

You must kill this variable.

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After climbing over the trench, Yang followed his hunting team and rushed to the undead defense line not far away. Today, Yang was wearing a heavy leather breastplate, which was built into a lock mail, which effectively fought against puncture and chopping. This is the standard configuration of the grassland elves hunters. The heavy-duty all-metal equipment of the grassland elves cannot afford the physique. Pure mitesilver and pure gold products are too testing the players' wallets. Even if there are prairie elves players who can make these equipment, they will not use them at all. After all, there is a proverb circulating among the grassland elves: In addition to truly liking you, there is another possibility that the chips of betrayal have not been saved enough.

The dwarf shield guards in the same squadron were ahead, and these short big guys had already rushed into the defense line of the undead. As long-range elves, they were the last force to be pushed up on the entire battlefield.

After running for a while, the captain's order issued: "Shotgun! Change to silver shotgun!"

Is this going to fight in the trench? Yang immediately pulled out the two single-headed bullets left in the shotgun in his hand, and stuffed them in four silver shotguns. At the same time, the druid in the sky seemed to have discovered something. After it communicated with the captain, the captain did not jump into the trench, but jumped over it: "All hunters! Change back to the hunting gun!"

So Yang, who jumped through the trench, turned the shotgun back behind him and took it off his neck. This semi-automatic shotgun can load three rounds, and even a child can shoot out all three rounds in one round. Of course, if you do this, the hit will not be guaranteed.

A large number of ghouls surged up from the horizon, and Yang pushed three silver bullets into the bomb bay. More and more grassland elves hunters jumped over the trenches, and consciously lined up the dense queues of players to start raising their guns shoulder to shoulder.

"Two hundred yards!" A grassland elves battle mage flew over the queue.

"Stay calm! Babies!" The old leader shouted on the public channel at the other end of the queue.

"One hundred and fifty yards!" More grassland elves hunters joined the queue, and Yang was surrounded by his compatriots.

"One hundred and three yards!" The tide of the ghoul was like there was no end, and Yang could even feel the earth trembling slightly.

"One hundred and twenty yards! Fire!" At the maximum effective range, the first round of shooting began. As soon as Yang pulled the trigger, his ears were almost damaged by the gunfire coming from all over the place, but he still aimed calmly and pulled the trigger until the last round of the shell flew out of the shell opening.

"Retreat in the first row! Continue in the second row!" Yang followed his teammates back, and a team of players behind them quickly stepped forward and raised their guns to fire. The three bullets were cleared within seconds.

"Replace!" Yang followed the queue and replaced the second row before. After the third round, the girl who had just finished the third round and could see clearly the bloody mouths of the ghouls did not retreat, but threw down the shotgun and grabbed the shotgun in her hand. "Switch the shotgun!" The commander's order came late at this time, but it was not too late. Yang raised the shotgun and poured the shotgun into the faces of the ghouls.

Then Yang and his compatriots were retreating together, and letting the compatriots behind him spitting shotguns at the ghouls that were getting closer and closer.

Large zodiac ghouls were knocked down, but new ghouls were always passing by, and some were even jumping forward.

The priests of the army began to perform magic, and the auxiliary magic fell in large numbers. The compatriots in front were retreating. Yang's queue stepped forward again. After four shotguns this time, Yang heard the roar of the regiment elder's grandfather: "Get the bayonet!"

Yang took out the silver-seeking bayonet from the bayonet bag around his waist. The silver-seeking bayonet soaked in the holy water bucket was a powerful tool for dealing with ghouls. The girl who put it on the bayonet stand of the shotgun heard his captain's shout: "For the Saint Laurent!!"

"This is the children of the Nanmu! We are here!"

"Son of Golden Oak Leaf! Let's move forward!" Someone shouted.

"This is the Holy Oak! We are born together!" Some people are so in line.

Looking at the wave of ghouls getting closer and closer, Yang grabbed the shotgun in his hand, "Son of Orento! Let's go to the sea of ​​blood together!" the girl shouted loudly.

"In the name of Aoi! Garole's children! Go forward!" The leader pulled out his chainsaw sword and was the first to charge.

The next second, the grassland elves on the entire queue fought against the ghouls amid the shouts. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!