The MT that was previously called to the name was immediately dispersed.

The monsters will be directly pulled into groups, and the arranged treatment will be added to the MT. The group control profession will also help to cooperate with the control rhythm, and the AOE profession will cover group injuries. Although the monsters in the Plagueland have been greatly strengthened, no matter how strong they are, they cannot withstand this level of skill coverage.

Groups of small monsters rushed up, restricted movement, and covered by skills. Even if some small monsters break through, they will be pulled by the warriors.

It is a tactical style that is not inferior to the army.

Solomon once again found out in shame that he underestimated these mobs.

In fact, players' cooperation is much more tacit than NPC troops.

First of all, the NPC army has no voice command, and when they go out, they rely solely on roaring, generals roaring, command officials roaring, command soldiers roaring, lower-level officers roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring,

Timeliness cannot keep up.

Secondly, NPC soldiers only have one life.

How could they be like players? It’s still those people from beginning to end, and it’s hard to see them. This kind of dreaming of the gay love drill that dreams of teammates can be practiced. Can you not understand each other when you cooperate?

Finally, it is the mentality of these players.

They have no fear and will only obey the commander's orders unconditionally.

Even the bravest NPC soldiers must make some psychological construction before they can die generously.

Of course, if the system sets NPC soldiers to be 100% tacit understanding, that's another matter. At least the game Shuguang is not like this. Any NPC soldiers are commanding themselves with their own brains.

"For the Holy Light of the Mentor!" Anglish roared.

He immediately let out another soul howl, obviously until things were not good. Even if this group of strong men were not restrained by the undead soldiers, many people were divided, which reduced his pressure slightly, but this treatment was not the root cause, and the number of the other party was too large.

Some undead outside could not squeeze in, and the inside was stuck tightly. The other party obviously planned to deal with him, a half-lich, first.

Why?

Why is this? The battle started a little, why did you start the attack with him, a half-lich?

In the natural disaster base camp of the Plagueland, he couldn't even line up the top ten, no, it wasn't his turn to the top twenty.

Why don’t you give him more time? As long as his strength goes further, even if the number of people today is doubled, as long as he is promoted to a real lich in a while, he can ask his new mentor for help from his soul.

Instead of letting out a sad howl like a beast now.

Only when he dies can those who preside over the ceremony for him feel the end of his life.

Even if he finally avenged him, he would eventually leave this beautiful world.

Not willing to accept it!

"Note that the boss may be angry. The hunter is ready to shoot Ning Shen," Lu Li saw that something was wrong with the boss, and immediately arranged for the hunter to get started.

That's right, the anger was just about to come out, and I forced it back.

When several ultimate moves failed to relieve his crisis, and when the undead came to rescue the outside world became less and less, Anglish's final anger disappeared, and all that was left was despair.

And resentment!

He not only hated those who came to end his brilliant life, but also hated Kel Thuzad, his new mentor, why did he send him to complete such low-end escort missions, and why didn't he work hard to directly promote him to a lich.

With the end of life, this resentment and unwillingness finally reached its peak.

There was a loud bang.

The lich, which was originally only left with bones, turned into smoke and dust, and a white shadow soared into the sky and flew towards the plague land.

"No, the half-lich transformer is coming soon. Let's go," Solomon rushed straight towards the carriage and was about to move the box above. Seeing that everyone was still standing still, he almost turned red: "Why don't you help me move things away quickly, please wait for the great lich to come and chase him."

Lu Li seemed to understand what he meant.

"Do you mean someone will come later? Lich King? Or Kel Thujad?"

"I don't know, the key is who held the transformation ceremony for him. No matter who it is, we can't beat it," Solomon's voice shivered.

"These boxes are all mission items, fuck me," Lu Li checked it and found something was wrong. There were eight boxes in a car, and all of them were mission items. He couldn't even open the fight, so how could he share the things with himself?

"When is it now? I'll care about these things. Help move them away. There are so many of you," Solomon said angrily.

"Your sister, if we don't give us the medicine, wouldn't we do it in vain?" Lu Bapi stopped and shouted with a fierce look on his face: "Divid the things first, I guarantee that all of your things can be sent to the camp safely and soundly."

He just tried it and the task box could be put into the backpack, and each box occupies a grid.

Not to mention that there are only four, eight, thirty-two (that's right) boxes here, even if there are ten times more, they can take all five hundred of them away.

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you first," Solomon was startled by Lu Li's ferocity. He subconsciously thought that if Lu Li and others were not rewarded, Solomon would probably follow in the footsteps of this semi-lich.

In fact, Lu Li really had this kind of impulse. Of course, it was just an impulse. He could not kill his friendly forces for some potions of unknown attributes. Although Solomon was killed by the half-lich and had not recovered most of his health, it would probably be solved in a few minutes.

However, Lu Li did invest a lot for this action.

The time cost of five hundred elites is not five hundred ordinary players. They can earn a lot of gold coins if they kill anything, even if they go to the novice village to practice in a contemporary way.

Then, in order to save time, these five hundred people fought with potions.

A potion for five hundred people is a huge sum of money.

It’s not like losing money. Can Meng has already started to touch the equipment. Looking at the girl’s expression, she seems to have gained a good harvest.

He mainly acted as a show. Even if he couldn't get the medicine, he would at least have to let Solomon exert some blood. A noble officer would have no advantage in his hands to make a vote.

However, what surprised Lu Li was that Solomon actually opened the box that was a task item in Lu Li's eyes.

There were a lot of bottles and jars inside, and Lu Li picked them up and they were all task items.

What a day, the whole zoo is so cruel!

"My God, such a vicious potion, this one cannot do, this one must be destroyed... This one is OK, I think you may be able to use it... Oh, I finally saw this potion, haha, Lord Earl will definitely like it..." Solomon had forgotten the upcoming fear of the great lich and began to immerse himself in the joy of touching the equipment.
Chapter completed!