Nine hundred and thirtieth eight chapters despair completely destroyed
"Damn it! That sprint [Strong Strike] was too fast, I almost dodged it, just a little bit away!"
In front of the Hero Tower, there was a thunderous wailing sound. Standing beside him was a drunk singing song with an extremely ugly face, a new generation of mountain monsters and Xiaolanxiang.
These four people were resurrected at the same time. The time to enter the Tower of Heroes is 5 minutes. Putting aside the waiting time, the time for the four people to fight in front of [Breathing Wind] is 3 minutes. This record is much better than the seven-step sword. It also shows that the first level of the Tower of Heroes is not unsolvable. As long as you spend a little more time trying, you will definitely have a chance to complete the challenge.
However, for the entire Yanhuang game area, the time is just missing.
Drunk and crazy song looked at the towering spire in front of him, with a heavy face, "Are you also sprinted by [Breaking Windman] and [Strong Strike] in seconds? It's really tricky! If I had known this before, I wouldn't have used up [Fake Death] so early."
Seven-step swordsman sighed and said, "You are pretty good. I was walking and I was out in seconds by a [Strong Strike]. The arrow was too fast and had a 100% armor-breaking effect. The warrior profession was too disadvantageous when facing [Breaking Wind Walker]."
The other four people looked helpless. The reason why they came to challenge the Hero Tower was close to midnight was mainly to study the skills of [Wind Wind Walker]. In fact, the heroic attack methods of this archer profession are quite lacking, and they only rely on [Strong Strike] and the speed of the mount.
Ordinary players are simply tired of dealing with these, but for top experts like Seven-step Sword Square, it is not particularly difficult to react in time. Therefore, the scene of top experts from the three-party camps joining forces to challenge the Tower of Heroes. Such actions are actually to strengthen the momentum of the Yanhuang region. After all, the storm caused during the day is too great and the impact is too bad.
However, they never expected that with such sufficient preparation, they were even sent out by [Fenghuanzer] in seconds. No one else knew that [Fenghuanzer] had this move.
"When turning, suddenly accelerated and jumped, and then in mid-air, using the cover of the mount, cast [strong attack] from the flank." The new generation of mountain-breaking monster shook his head bitterly, "Even if you know this move in advance, it is difficult to dodge."
Xiao Lanxiang sighed: "I can only hope that they can go smoothly. It has not come out yet, so there should be a lot of hope."
As he was speaking, figures suddenly appeared in front of the Hero Tower Gate, King of Rebellion, Mo Jiuli, I am a knight, the wind warrior, etc. A group of top masters were resurrected almost at the same time.
This scene stunned the crowd of onlookers. At the same time, the hearts of countless people fell to the bottom in an instant. It was over. Now it was really over. All the top experts were dead. Now our Yanhuang game area is really embarrassing to grandma's house.
The king and prince looked around and smiled bitterly: "You were also instantly out? Really, I didn't expect it!"
This group of people lasted for 8 minutes. Such time had made countless people see hope, but who knew that the king and prince and others were all out in seconds.
The Seven-step Sword Fang walked forward and asked impatiently: "President, what's going on? You must have been defending the second company that sprinted [Strong Strike]. Why...?"
Next to it, the Storm Art sighed: "The [Flying Windman]'s sprint [Strong Strike] is indeed fast, but I still dodged by me [Telection]. However, I didn't expect that [Flying Windman] would have a [Forced Stealing] skill similar to a thief. I was killed in seconds by the Invisible Strike [Strong Strike]."
Ni Wanghou and others nodded bitterly, it was obvious that they were also given out by the same set of skills in seconds. Originally, the maneuverability of the [Furious Windman] was already extremely terrifying with the speed of the mount. With the instant killing skills such as [Strong Strike], the cooperation between the two is beyond defense. However, they did not expect that there were forced stealth skills similar to thieves, and then sprinting to [Strong Strike] in a stealth state.
The Seven Step Sword Fang felt a cold wind blowing behind his neck. He thought that there would be no big problem after avoiding the sprint [Strong Strike]. Who knew that [Wind Wind Walker] had such a killer move.
The group looked at me, and I looked at you, and could only sigh. Mo Jiuli had a gloomy face and said, "The Duke and the others have not come out yet. There should be hope. They have just hit the HP of [Breathwalker] below 50%. As long as they persist for another 8 minutes, they should be able to complete the first level of challenge."
Everyone looked around and found that the people who were still in the Tower of Heroes were Duke Mu, who were dyed misty rain, drifted and fought non-stop, and the others all ended in failure.
The King of Disfying frowned. His senses of fighting non-stop are always bad, but he didn't expect that this mage could last for so long in the Tower of Heroes. "It seems that he underestimated Zhan Wanstop's strength. However, it is normal for the mage to have professional advantages in the face of [Breaking Windman]. Without such strength, he would not be the leader of the Abyss Demon camp."
However, the King of Ni also knew in his heart that fighting forever can last for so long means that the strength of this white-robed mage may be not much different from that of Qin Ranyan Yanyu and Duke Mu. If the challenge is completed in the end, the battle forever...
This possibility flashed through my mind, and the prince couldn't help but frown. If such a situation really happened, it would undoubtedly wipe out the decline of the abyss demon camp.
This is not a good thing.
At this time, two more figures appeared in front of the tower gate, and everyone around felt cold again, and two people were instantly released. No matter who it was, the situation was not good now.
Piao Lingwu and Zhan kept appearing one after another. The former looked at the King of Kings in shame, "President, sorry! He is still 20% of his health, and was fainted by [Breaking Windman]."
Drunk and Kuang Ge and others took a breath, "That dog shit [Feng Wanderer] has a stun skill? This is too treacherous." Everyone thought that [Feng Wanderer] had only a few skills, but who knew that when it was below 20% of the lifeline, there would be a stun skill.
Zhan Bushuai smiled bitterly: "Miss Piaoling's experience is the same as my experience. I thought I could escape the three consecutive games of [Breaking Windman] invisible sprint [Strong Strike]. I didn't expect this hero to be stunning arrows. I no longer had the skills at that time."
Everyone's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley. They originally came to challenge the Tower of Heroes to save the face of the Yanhuang Game area. But who would have thought that they all failed, and this made a big joke.
The Seven Step Sword Party walked around anxiously and said to himself: "This is a damn restriction on entering the tower. If his attributes are not unified, even if he can use blood skills, it will not be so troublesome."
When everyone heard this, they rolled their eyes. If there was no such restriction in entering the Tower of Heroes, would it still be so troublesome now? The storm during the day would not be stirred up at all.
The prince looked straight at the Tower of Heroes and sighed: "Now, I can only hope Yanyu and the Duke, and I hope they can complete the challenge smoothly."
"The challenge must be completed!" Xiao Lanxiang said in a deep voice.
If only one person passes the first floor, it would be too dangerous. This is equivalent to the burden of the entire Yanhuang region falling on one person. As a woman, Xiao Lanxiang understands how important that responsibility is, which is a hundred times more stressful than managing a fire craze.
Feiyu Qianmang's hand trembled a little, "Sister Yanyu must do it, it must do it!"
The clock hourglass slowly spilled, only 40 minutes before midnight, and the hearts of the crowd around the Tower of Heroes were in their throats. They dared not expect too much now, and only hope that one of the two female mages who were still fighting in the Tower of Heroes would complete the first level of challenge, which would be enough.
At least, there is a glimmer of hope, even if this glimmer of hope is extremely slim, because letting a person challenge the remaining 17 floors is as dangerous as walking on a cliff.
Countless people's hands trembled. They stared at the gate of the Hero's Tower. The gate of the tower opened. From a figure that came out, whoever came out casually was OK!
Suddenly, under the gaze of everyone, two figures appeared in front of the tower gate. This scene made everyone cry from the beginning to the soles of their feet, and they actually failed?
Qin Ranyan Yanyu and Duke Mu appeared almost at the same time. The two beautiful women had regretful expressions on their faces. They both looked around and found that Ni Wanghou and others were all waiting outside. A trace of self-blame flashed across the faces of the two women.
"You all failed?" Qin Ranyan Yanyu asked. Although she already knew the answer, she still hoped to hear a different voice.
The king spread his hands and said bitterly: "Yes!"
Duke Mu pursed his lips and said nothing. She had already hit the health of [Breathing Windman] below 5%, but she did not expect that this hero suddenly counterattacked when he was dying, and once again rushed to [Strong Strike] invisibly, causing her to come out in seconds.
"If we can shorten the battle time a little longer, [Breathwalker] may..." This thought just came to my mind, Duke Mu shook his head and denied it, "I have exerted the explosive power of the meditator mage to the extreme. Even if I fight again, the success rate can only be 55."
"What should I do now?" Qibu Jianfang asked a very idiotic question.
What to do? Cool salad!
Ni Wanghou and others looked at the towering Tower of Heroes. The spire looks so unattainable now. "It seems that our Yanhuang District is embarrassing this time."
Before everyone could speak, many of them had already started to ring. After listening for a while, everyone's expressions changed.
The King of Rebels hung up the communicator and gritted his teeth and said, "The international forum of "Yejue" has passed the vote. If our Yanhuang game area cannot complete the challenge of the Tower of Heroes, it will be disqualified from our Yanhuang players to participate in the selection of ancient kings."
This news was undoubtedly a bombshell, and everyone was stunned. People around him were squirming their lips. Some wanted to protest loudly, and some wanted to scold them... However, the storm during the day has proved a fact that excessive fanatical behavior often comes at a price.
This time, this bitter fruit can only be swallowed by players in the entire Yanhuang area, and there is no complaint at all.
Many players who participated in that storm during the day lowered their heads in shame. It would be great if time could go back once, and they would never say those unreasonable words.
There was a silence around the Tower of Heroes. Everyone stared at the tower in front of them. This was originally the best way for them to obtain the equipment of the past, but now they have been ruined by themselves.
Suddenly, a string of crisp sounds of horse hooves came from afar. The sound was particularly loud in the quiet wilderness. Everyone turned around and saw a small team flying from afar. There were very few people in this team, only four people.
The man in charge came to the tower gate, looked at the king and prince and others, and smiled in surprise, "What? I thought the people were the least at this time, why are you all here?"
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