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Chapter 31 A Line of Heaven and 2.4 Seconds

Chapter 31: One-line sky and 2.4 seconds

The blood-red light penetrated into the orc's body. In the eyes of Chu Qianbian and others, the data discovered using [perception] also changed.

The crazy evil orc leader: Level 10, Category: Rare Elite (Human-shaped Creature), Health: 4000, Skill: Thunder Blade, Heroic Strike, Frustrated Arrogance Roar.

"Hey, hey, hey. 4,000 health points! Don't play like this." The sound of Vanilla Sky suddenly went out of shape. Who would have thought that after the boss mutated, even his health points would skyrocket by 1,000.

"Brother Qianhui, I'm being hurt by you now!" Vanilla Sky wailed in the friend channel.

Chu Qianbian said with a blank expression: "Stop talking, test the boss's attack power. As long as you can't get rid of you in seconds, nothing will be a problem."

“—120”!

As soon as the two of them had their conversation fell, the crazy evil orc leader had already smashed down with an iron hammer. The 120-point normal attack damage made everyone present look stunned. The geese were so scared that they let out a short scream at the top of the forest. The staff in their hands swung, and a golden [Shield of Holy Light] had been put on the vanilla sky.

"Ordinary attacks do not have critical strikes of 120. If you make a critical strike, or a heroic strike, it will cause a critical strike..." Yiran Blade stood behind the crazy boss, and his voice could not help but tremble.

Vanilla Sky quickly raised its sword, barely resisted another hammer of the crazy boss, and cursed: "Damn it! Why are you talking nonsense there? How much damage does this boss attack cause? I have eyes to see it myself. You bastard have to say it, do you want me to be distracted by a critical strike? Why don't you output it quickly! Hit, hit, hit! A full health value of 4,000 points is all selling some strength!"

Vanilla Sky's verb was like a cannon and penetrated into the eardrum of Yiran's blade. The latter immediately woke up and hurriedly removed the two swords. The two swords swung up and down to attack fiercely behind the crazy evil orc leader.

"roar"!

At this moment, the crazy evil orc suddenly roared again. The two melee professions felt a weight on their bodies. The Yiran Blade and two one-handed swords were alternately chopping the boss's back, and a series of numbers of "——3", "—2", and "——3" floated in front of everyone.

"Damn! Is this still the warrior's [Roar of the Sorrow]? My attack was weakened by a total of 75%. "The Blade of Yiran was shocked. His master sword could cause at least 15 damage to the boss, but now it only has a pitiful 3 points.

Vanilla Sky's weak answer: "Of course this is not [Roar of the Sword], this is [Roar of the Sword] - weakening the attack power of melee 75% and turning the Shield Armor warrior's promotion skills. Now our output is completely useless."

As he said that, Vanilla Sky bet on Chu Qianbian and Yunmo, and said helplessly: "It's up to you."

Chu Qianbian and Yunmo stood 30 yards away and were already chanting spells with their staff. When they heard this, they felt nervous, but the spells they chanted were not stopped at all. [Anger Technique] and [Ice Arrow] shot out, and alternated to hit the crazy evil orc leader.

"4,000 health points, our magic value is not enough." Chu Qianbian said quickly, and immediately raised his staff and chanted the spell quickly.

Indeed, without causing boss weakness attacks, the combined output of the two people is at most equal to one of Chu Qianbian and Yunmo. Now the attack power is weakened by [Zhu Zhi Roar] again. Even if the two people are as weak attacks as flying feathers, they are at most half of Chu Qianbian's output ability.

What's more, the crazy evil orc leader has such fierce attack power, Vanilla Sky can only focus on parrying defense, and there is no time to attack the boss. In this way, 80% of the output will be completely completed by Chu Qianbian and Yunmo, and their magic values ​​combined cannot cause 3,200 points of damage.

Of course, if every skill is a critical strike, that's another matter, but who can have such a luxury when looking at face and character?

Yunmo looked at the crazy boss who was wielding the hammer and blew his teeth secretly, and immediately made a decision. She immediately took out a blue crystal bottle from her backpack and quickly traded it to Chu Qianbian.

"When the magic is not worth enough, drink this."

Chu Qianbian quickly traded the things over, looked into his backpack, and found that it was a bottle made of transparent crystal, containing blue potion, and the waves were flowing around the bottle, which looked very beautiful.

"The primary instant magic potion - the recovery magic value is 100 points." Chu Qianbian looked at Yunmo in surprise, thinking that there was such a good thing, why didn't you take it out at the beginning? Then he thought, maybe this thing is worth a lot.

Thinking about this, Chu Qianbian's speed of singing [Anger Technique] did not change at all. The green light balls hit the crazy boss one after another, and his magic value was also quickly lost. When Chu Qianbian's magic value fell to only enough to cast [Anger Technique] once, Yunmo's magic value was still as many as 80 points.

After two minutes of battle, the crazy evil orc leader had 4,000 points of health left, while Chu Qianbian's damage output exceeded 300 points more than Yunmo, which was as much as 1,400 points.

Just as Chu Qianbian was about to pour the exquisite bottle of primary instant magic potion and tried to kill the crazy boss in one go, the scream of Yan at the end of the forest made everyone's heart tremble.

"Sister Mo, I, I have no magic value." Yan's words at the top of the forest were undoubtedly as fatal as a death talisman.

Yunmo asked anxiously: "Where is the primary instant magic potion?"

The sound of the geese at the top of the forest was already faintly crying: "I have eaten it, and it is in the 2-minute cooling!"

Upon hearing this, a trace of despair appeared on Yunmo and the other two.

On the other hand, Chu Qianbian and Vanilla Sky also started chatting on the friend channel.

"Brother Vanilla, you can't hide your weakness now. The priest is almost worthless."

"Brother Qianhui, you can eat more food, and you can't talk nonsense. I have hidden my weaknesses? From the moment I fought just now, I used a big sword to hold the attacks of the leader of the crazy evil orc. Do you know how many times have you? As a warrior who has not changed his position, this is the limit, the limit! Do you understand?"

"The number of times you tried to parry just now was 72 times, and the number of times you successfully parry was 21 times, with a 30% success rate."

"Damn! Are you really trying to hit the boss? Even I remember how many times I resisted it so clearly. Your [Anger Technique] chanting and casting time is really only corrected to 2.5 seconds? You kid is just hiding your weakness!"

"It's really only 2.5 seconds."

"Then I can only reach a parry success rate of 30%, which is the limit!"

"I don't know if this is the limit. Anyway, I know that if this is the limit, then we can only destroy all of them, and then run away from the corpse and say goodbye to each other."

"Damn, your kid's personality is so annoying!"

"Miss Yunmo is about to cry..."

On the side, the geese stretched out in front of the staff at the top of the forest, spending the last magic value to bless the [Shield of Holy Light] in the Vanilla Sky. They could only stare blankly at the crazy evil orc leader roaring and holding up the big hammer, and smashing the head of the Vanilla Sky with the whistling sound of the wind. At this time, the Vanilla Sky's health was only 140 points left. As long as the boss hits a critical strike, it will be the tragedy of the shield breaking and the death of the people.

Yunmo looked at the hammer falling down and blessed the fragmented scene of the vanilla sky [Shield of Holy Light]. Her bright eyes couldn't help but dim and sighed in despair.

"Hey!"

At this time, Vanilla Sky looked at the hammer that was falling head-on, and suddenly chuckled, holding the sword tightly with both hands and standing upright in front of her chest, as if the solemn sword ceremony of the ancient knight when he was sworn, and actually greeted the big hammer that was whistling with the sword.

"when"!

The crisp sound of impact rippled on the top of the mountain, and the [Heroic Strike] that the leader of the crazy evil orcs must have killed was actually invisible by the Vanilla Sky.

The sword stands in the chest, still moving like a mountain!

"This is, this is..." The trembling voice of Yiran Blade rang out on their friend channel, and the voice was shocked: "This is a ray of sky!"

"It's as motionless as a mountain - a line of sky!" Yunmo's eyes were also shocked.

At this time, Chu Qianbian had swallowed the bottle of primary instant magic potion, and the charred staff stretched out forward. The [Anger Technique] spell floated out of his mouth lightly. As a magic profession, Yunmo around him keenly grasped the difference between the druid chanting the spell this time.

This time, the [Angry Technique] spell chanting was obviously a little shorter than before, and it seemed that some syllables had changed. Then, the green magic light at the top of the charred staff quickly condensed, bloomed, and burst out... "2.4 seconds!" Yunmo could no longer remain calm, and her voice trembled slightly in the friend channel of the three.
Chapter completed!
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