In a remote, desolate swamp, under the dark, oppressive sky, stood a Demon Race with massive fleshy wings pacing back and forth, roaring.
Blood Red Demon General Lv45
Life Value: 1200000/1200000
At this mont, around the Blood Red Demon General, as far as the eye could see, there were clusters of waist-high weeds, appearing desolate.
Because it had just rained, everything around was damp, unusually humid.
Not far away, in a patch of weeds, a small team was crouching cautiously, observing the situation here:
A small Mage suddenly asked a Cyclops Race warrior nad ’Wang Hu’ in front of him:
"Hu Bro, that guy must be the points monster the system ntioned, right?"
A fellow Archer couldn’t help but chuckle:
"Isn’t that obvious?"
The small Mage nad ’Duoduo’ didn’t mind the laughter from his companion but, feeling the silence around, curiously asked:
"It seems like we are the first to arrive."
"But this Demon Race is actually level 45, can we handle it?"
At this mont, the warrior nad Wang Hu turned around with a look of deceptive wisdom, saying:
"Why should we fight?"
"Haven’t you heard of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?"
"If we can’t win, can’t we just pick up the leftovers?"
After saying that, he laughed to himself, looking very self-satisfied.
Hearing these words, his teammates couldn’t help but have their eyes light up:
"Hu Bro, what you’re saying is..."
Wang Hu laughed sinisterly:
"Let’s wait for soone to fight it till both sides are exhausted, then we’ll seize the opportunity to harvest them, killing players and stealing monsters at the sa ti."
The Mage nad Duoduo gave Wang Hu a thumbs up in admiration:
"The captain is wise as always."
However, what they didn’t know was that a figure stood behind them, listening to their words with a disdainful look, saying:
"You probably won’t have the chance."
The few who had been indulging in fantasies suddenly turned pale:
"What?"
"Who?"
At this mont, behind the Priest nad Bai Yueguang, a shadow suddenly appeared.
Wang Hu was shocked:
"Yueguang, watch out."
But before the Priest nad Bai Yueguang could react, the shadow had already swung two short daggers at him, a flash of cold light appeared:
"Shadow Robbery Kill"
The two daggers crossed each other, piercing into Bai Yueguang’s body in succession:
"Puchi"
Two massive damage numbers floated above Bai Yueguang’s head:
"-3215"
"-4102"
The fragile Bai Yueguang was instantly killed on the spot, a trace of confusion and incomprehension still flickering in his eyes.
Until the mont of death, his horror hadn’t even processed this ambush.
From the appearance of this voice to the Priest Bai Yueguang being killed, it was only a matter of monts.
By the ti Wang Hu reacted, Bai Yueguang was already fallen with no chance for him to assist.
Wang Hu looked viciously at the opponent, shouting sternly:
"Kill him for ."
But before he could make a move, a Shield suddenly flew out from the side of the weed, striking Wang Hu directly:
"Spirit Devouring Shield"
"Bang!"
"-2310"
Wang Hu was caught off guard by the solid blow, his figure knocked back.
Trying hard to stabilize himself, Wang Hu’s face was filled with shock:
"Such strong strength!"
Even as a fellow Shield Warrior, Wang Hu obviously felt the huge disparity between them with just this strike.
More importantly, they hadn’t even seen the person yet!
Now, having lost a crucial Priest, how were they supposed to fight next?
In a flash, Wang Hu already had thoughts of retreat.
However, the opponent had no intention of holding back, next, a man in armor with a burly physique, wielding a great sword, leaped out from the weeds to the side:
"Mountain Shattering Strike"
Wang Hu suddenly found his body locked in place, unable to move.
In a panic, he could only raise his Shield to block:
"Clang!"
The great sword struck the Shield fiercely, another blood-red damage floated up from Wang Hu’s head:
"-4107"
In just one encounter, Wang Hu was left with almost no life.
It was only then that Wang Hu knew he and the opponent were not on the sa level at all.
While Wang Hu wondered why his teammates hadn’t co to assist, he turned to see a horrifying scene.
During the ti he was being attacked, his teammates were already all dead:
"What the hell!"
anwhile, several unfamiliar faces appeared around him.
Wang Hu’s pupils shrank when he saw the appearance of the other party, these were: players from the Western Continent!
"Puchi!"
Wang Hu only felt a pain in his abdon, a Thief appeared directly in front of him, finally getting a clear look at that undisguised disdain on the person’s face.
Then Wang Hu found himself revived at the camp he first entered the map.
As Wang Hu’s health emptied and he fell, a Thief nad Pierre licked the blade of his dagger with an imnsely satisfied expression, saying with a sinister smile:
"The sixth team hunt is complete."
"These Hua Country people are still as weak as ever."
A white man clad in a dark red Magic Robe laughed and said:
"Indeed, killing players to gain points is faster, especially when it cos to these yellow-skinned people from Hua Country."
At that mont, a mole suddenly burrowed up from the ground, a half-naked stubbled Hunter said:
"Everyone get ready, another ’prey’ is approaching."
The few of them brightened at the words:
"From which district?"
The Hunter chuckled:
"Yellow-skinned Hua Country people."
The Mage laughed as he heard this, saying:
"Great, not only do we get points for killing them, but there’s also money from the boss, killing two birds with one stone."
The Thief nad Pierre imdiately entered Stealth:
"I hope this ti the prey will put up more of a fight, otherwise it’s too boring."
anwhile, not far from them, Lin Yi and his group were cautiously navigating through this muddy wasteland.
This ti, the Blood Conceal Demon was still scouting ahead, Aoshi Wangchu was at the front of the team, Duoduo and Banxia in the middle, while Lin Yi walked calmly at the rear.
Duoduo quietly complained in the group:
"What kind of place is this? Even the weeds are taller than ."
At this mont, "rustling" sounds ca from the shrubs ahead, causing everyone’s faces to tense:
"Be careful."
But right after, the voice of the Blood Conceal Demon ca from the shrubs:
"Boss Feng Hua, our target this ti is just ahead."
"It’s a level 45 mini-boss, so far no other players have been seen."
Watching the Blood Conceal Demon erge from the shrubs, everyone looked at each other:
"No one?"
Aoshi Wangchu questioned suspiciously:
"That’s unlikely, we’ve been walking for almost ten minutes, how could there be no one coming yet."
Just then, Lin Yi, walking at the back, suddenly laughed:
"It’s not that no one ca, but that everyone is waiting to be the final fisherman."
In the corner of Lin Yi’s vision, a Thief was stealthily approaching Banxia, accompanied by the whistling wind...
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