434: 151.
Black Iron Trial?
Tch, isn’t this just about having hands?
_1 434: 151.
Black Iron Trial?
Tch, isn’t this just about having hands?
_1 “Block it!
Block it!
Quick, where are the gunn?
Block the back street!”
Wuioge, wielding the Wand of the Scarlet Witch, was standing on the roof of a two-story building, commanding the battle as night fell.
But he was no professional like Happy Stick, his instructions were not precise, and he could only rely on his instincts.
But the small players did have a “glorious battle record” this afternoon.
By launching an indecent daylight ambush, they had bagged 22 vampire heads by dusk.
Of course, those who were so easily found by the small players couldn’t possibly be any elite, they were completely marginal in the family.
Even if they were killed, they could only get the weak vampire hearts, and there wasn’t much booty to grab.
But this proves that hunting vampires during the day is not a risky business.
Especially since the small players have the Witch Hunter’s special concoctions and sword oil, which make this job easier.
The fanatical Blood Servants were more troubleso.
Luckily, there are many players, otherwise, they could be easily overturned by their ambush.
But as soon as night fell, the situation turned around abruptly.
The Blood Vulture Rebels, who had survived the day, were fully resurrected, and elite vampires hiding sowhere started hunting.
With the night enhancent, killing players is as easy as killing chickens, so the small players can only hole up in one street and dare not scatter.
Luckily, at this ti, Lady Adel and her six vampire descendants joined the battle forcefully without any warning, allowing the small players who had been hunting since the afternoon to finally catch their breath.
“I see the drill now, we’re the bait in this round, you got it?
Just like the bait used by a cunning fisherman!”
In a rchant’s mansion temporarily “requisitioned” by the players, Succubus Old Qu, holding a gun and aiming through the window, kept grumbling.
He said to Brother Black Silk, who was ditating at his side:
“Crafty Sir Morphy first sent us weaklings out to lure the Blood Vulture Rebels into the trap, and when they gathered around, Lady Adel led her elite servants to co out strong, catching the greedy bastards off guard.
It’s a good strategy, but why does it feel so irritating?”
“You’d better shut up, aren’t you grateful for E Sister’s life-saving grace?”
Three Five Battles was panting with a shield at the mont, he glanced at Lady Adel, who was chasing two vampire rebels in the sky, and said softly:
“If it wasn’t for the NPCs on our side suddenly appearing, with the strength and number of these vampires, we would have been buried here tonight!
These guys are too good at hiding, who the hell could expect more than seventy Blood Vulture Rebels hidden in a small Bata Sin!
Damn!
I think I saw a Silver Grade Blood Vulture Rebel flash past in the sky with the Reconnaissance Spell I just cast, isn’t this considered a field BOSS?”
“Damn it!
Help!
I’m being targeted!”
Wuioge’s scream rang out from the team’s channel, and several resting buddies imdiately grabbed their weapons and rushed up to the second-floor rooftop.
As Ring Attack ran up, he didn’t forget to shout to the unlucky rchant huddled in the corner with his wife and children:
“Take your wife and kids to the basent!
Don’t co out until we’re done fighting!
Charge the loss of your house to Sir Morphy at the Crimson Castle!”
He was being kind.
But the otherworldly parents simply didn’t understand Mandarin, but the unlucky rchant didn’t foolishly run out with his wife and kids at this ti.
Ma, this narrow street is now a chaotic ss with at least twenty vampires and fifty Blood Servants on both sides fighting each other.
To the civilians, it’s no different from the legendary “War of the Gods”.
“To hell with you!
Only two people dare to ambush ?
Do you really think I’m a pushover?
I’ll stab your mother!”
When the Four King Kong and the pretentious cousin rushed up to the rooftop, they heard Wuioge’s crude roar.
The shoulder of this oak apprentice was bleeding, and his beloved Wand of the Scarlet Witch had fallen on the ground, his feet were covered in blood, but this crafty social man was now pressing a female vampire on the ground, straddling her waist, and shoving the burning imitation of the Avalon Sacred Blade into the enemy’s heart.
Behind him was another vampire nightwalker entangled by spiritual energy vines, and the Four King Kong didn’t waste any words either, they pounced on with their weapons and sent him to et the Mother of Night.
Wuioge obviously got carried away, shouting and yelling, and burned the struggling, begging female vampire beneath him into ashes, before he fell to the ground like he was drained.
He was then forcefully pulled up by his cousin Little Hand.
The street in front of them was already in utter chaos!
Those Blood Vulture Rebels who ca to kill the small players stood no chance against Lady Adel and her six family elites.
They were on the fringes of the family and could only bully soft targets, but now Lady Adel and her elite descendants were shouting “clear out the rebels” as they chased and killed.
This put trendous pressure on the hearts of these rebels.
“Look!
Maxim is here too!”
Succubus Old Qu with the sharp eyes pointed to the other side of the street and shouted.
Everyone turned around to see Maxim, fully ard like a fierce beast, wielding his horrific Dark Night Claw and joining the battlefield under the enormous flapping of his Blood Wings.
He fell from the sky and blocked an ordinary vampire who couldn’t dodge in ti.
With a tear of both hands, the vampire was torn in half screaming by the mighty Dark Night Claw.
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