Chapter 622: Confidence can also be contagious (Part 1)

"He...what did he say? He wants us to go together?" Sean was completely confused. He had never seen a man as arrogant as Zhang Mu? This is a game where heroes are invincible. They rely on military forces to fight. It is not the kind of single-player RPG! They can win more with less! He has a record of 1vs 100, but now he is facing a thousand-person legion. Basically all the elite players of the Pandora Guild are here. Even if this legion is not invincible in the world, it will have a huge deterrent effect on ordinary guilds. Why did it become a tool that can make him "satisfied" in his mouth?

Sean was a little confused. Of course, this was not because he had no opinion, but because he had never seen a strong player like Zhang Mu, never!

"What is he relying on this bastard..." Sean murmured to himself, and Noah beside him cast a questioning look at him, as if asking, "Captain, what should he fight next?"

At this time, Catherine suddenly spoke, "This twelve-winged angel is so powerful. She didn't hurt a soldier and killed 50 of our brothers. If she didn't go together, it would be a lot of danger, but..."

"But what?" Emily blinked Shui Lingling's big eyes.

"I'm afraid, even if we go together, we may not be our opponents to these people..."

Sean's face changed drastically and he shouted, "What are you talking about? Our number is 50 times that of theirs! How could it be that it can't be beaten?"

"Everyone has almost one full-level (referring to level 20) that can be upgraded to the boss. Not only that, there are also healing, special-level bosses and huge damage, and large-scale group damage magic...the chances of winning are only half and half." Catherine shook her head and said in a faint voice: "Shawn, you shouldn't have started a war with them like this. Now it's true that the old Chinese saying is "It's hard to ride a tiger."

‘Why did I start the war? What does it have to do with me?’ Sean cursed in his heart and glared at Noah fiercely, but he knew that now was not the time to get angry, and how to kill the Chinese people ‘decently’ is the most important thing at the moment.

Sean turned around and stared at the screen. The smoke in the battlefield had not yet dissipated. The ground was covered with various troops and the boss's corpses. Looking at Zhang Mu's team, Xiaobai with wings had recovered from the full unit under the continuous treatment of two Guangming Treemen. He was standing in front of the team with great courage, constantly humming white fog from his nose, with a flat expression on his face.

‘Gudu!’ At the entrance of a bottle of Fire Dragon King’s magic potion, Zhang Mu picked up his arm and sneered and said, “I will definitely make you unable to leave after you dare to cause trouble for me!”

Huang Quan lit a cigarette for himself, sucked and siped a few times, as if he said to himself: "20 people fight against 1,000 people... If we still win... tsk tsk, isn't this saying that we can form together to conquer small guilds in the future?"

"I didn't have any confidence in this originally." Amu shook his head and suddenly laughed, "But now, why do I have the idea of ​​'we will never lose'? Is it arrogance or arrogance? I shouldn't have this problem."

"No, this is neither arrogant nor arrogant, but self-confidence. This self-confidence comes from the Twelve... He has infected us all." Huang Quan smiled slightly.

Both sides had their own ulterior motives. After a while, more than 200 heroes came out of the Pandora army team. In addition to cannon fodder, there were more than 8,000 troops. They walked forward a few steps in one go, as if adjusting their formation and preparing to launch a second attack.

Zhang Mu frowned and muttered: "What's wrong with these British people? Why don't they listen to them? They just want to send them to die one after another. Could it be that the 'native translator' built-in of my game is broken?"

Hearing Zhang Mu's words, Huang Quan smiled and said, "Haha! The customs and habits of foreigners are very different from those of us Chinese. They pay great attention to the word "decent"."

"Decent?" Zhang Mu didn't understand, nor did anyone else understand.

"Ha, you guys." Huang Quan smiled and said, "Only after successfully killing these 200 people, will their remaining large troops launch a general attack on us."

"Hehe, come on, come on, I can't wait. Are there 200 people? Take it all!" Zhang Mu was excited and kept rubbing his hands. He couldn't see even a little fear and fear in him.

"This battle is only successful, not failure!" The commander of the second team waved his hand, and colorful clouds like rainbows floated up from the front and back of the team one after another, and various bosses appeared. Unfortunately, among these 200 people, there was no one who could upgrade the boss, and the units were between 1,500 and 2,200, and only 2,400 units were the most.

"Haha! Give them a little real skills, Amu, you guys, fat man, wife, Ye Se, Wei Yang... you follow me!"

"Received!" Everyone's laughter came from his ears.

Zhang Mu also took a few steps forward as a wild boar, the fire, the rage flame, gold, thunder, flame, huge rock, ice, and lightning, and the six tree people in the "Twelve Studios" followed him with the Fire Dragon King, which was a pure boss fighting force.

Everyone's Fire Dragon King has reached level 20, with a very unified unit of 12,000. Unfortunately, he has no badge to transfer his job, otherwise his attack power will be stronger.

The two sides officially started the second round of battles 3 minutes later. Both sides were the main attackers. Facing the troops coming toward them from all directions, Zhang Mu pondered: "Use ordinary range magic to destroy their cannon fodder, don't waste the boss's attack power on the cannon fodder. Fire Dragon King kills long-range and leave it to me in close combat!"

"clear!"

‘Puchi!’ ‘Crash!’ ‘Boom!’…
Chapter completed!