As the saying goes.
Although the elves are the kings in the forest...
But if you walk by the river often, how can you not pick up fish?
Because an elf warrior was too heavy, the tree pole under his feet suddenly clicked...
He didn't fall down, and his flexible skills made him instantly hug the main pole of the big tree.
William smiled slightly at this, look, didn’t you almost fall from a tree?
But the tree lever under his feet fell just next to several orcs, which scared him to scream. He held the axe and looked around, thinking that justice came from the sky.
That's how things happen.
The elf warrior hugged the big tree and looked at his companions around him with expressionless expression...
But William still considered it. Could it be that his lucky value was too low, which lowered the average luck of the entire legion?
"have……"
"Swish, swish, swish, swish..."
Before the other orcs could shout, all the shooters with bows and arrows pulled their bows and shot. There was no need for orders in this situation. Their mission was to take action without hesitation at the moment they were discovered and give the orcs the heaviest blow.
Instead of letting the lord speak and letting the enemy be prepared.
After all, they have been here for a while. The dwarves' thin bodies are probably unable to withstand the orcs' attacks again and again!
When hundreds of Douqi arrows passed through the sky and shot through dense leaves, the exaggerated Douqi tore up countless leaves, and the sky was filled with green slags...
As for the next moment.
Howling constantly.
Hundreds of orcs had bleeding flowers on their heads, and they all fell to the ground, and many orcs were completely seriously injured!
That moment.
Many orcs woke up and came to hang a wall!
But there were as many as 1,500 orcs attacking the dwarf's cave, and 500 orcs had already rushed into the cave and formed a bloody and sweaty hand-to-hand battle with the dwarf.
The team led a tall orc holding a giant sword. His skin was white and covered with black tattoos. This was a pale orc with the blood of a master that ordinary orcs could not pass on.
He watched arrows fly over, but sat on the giant wolf monster without moving, with a sneer flashing in his eyes, because the fighting shield that casually bloomed from his body made all arrows close to him fall instantly.
That feeling.
It's like a needle, insisting on inserting it into a stone without gaps...
No matter how much he squeezed or exerted force, he could only fall to the ground weakly.
Don't even have 1 second of staying power?
Will he care?
I don't feel anything at all!
Its powerful strength and deterrence just stand still, which makes other orcs full of morale!
"Elf in the edge town? Then kill them first and deal with those little dwarfs!" The pale orc roared in a muffled voice. The more than a thousand orcs behind him who were not within the range were then coldly pulled out their weapons and charged towards the elves at the same time!
Facing up to several times orcs.
Will William be a disaster?
That's for sure...
No!
"Uncle Lotner, I'll leave it to you!" William patted his shoulder. The distant uncle who had no blood relationship twitched his mouth, but nodded heavily, and his figure fell to the ground.
Before the fallen leaves around him were lifted up, they were torn to pieces by the fighting spirit. As he walked forward step by step, the slag slowly landed on the ground.
From various situations, we can see that his mastery of fighting spirit and his ability to show off his handsomeness are simply superb and even long-awaited...
"The others attack with all their strength, and hand it to our hero, Lotner!" William was really not kidding. He did not let any elf warriors or even the magic swordsman go down to the tree to fight.
because……
This is a beginner's area after all!
Whether near the marginal town or within the two major priests, as long as they do not leave this area, in version 1.0, the highest level of NPCs nearby were only level 70, and the number was extremely rare.
And no matter how awesome their bloodlines or how awesome their identities they have, they are still in the growth stage and have not reached the upper limit of their bloodline potential.
For example, the giant dragon in the Snow Mountains of the East China Sea seems very awesome and has a huge physique...
But in front of the real strong man, the dragon with legendary bloodline is just a young dragon, or even a young dragon, and it has not yet grown up...
As for Lotner?
Level 52 epic bloodline boss.
In terms of true strength, it is definitely not weaker than the level 60 Grandmaster Bloodline BOSS.
When players observe NPCs, they look at bloodlines and levels.
Because the higher the bloodline, the more it means whether this boss can make a big blow...
But what is NPC watching?
That is the energy breath and physical fitness in the body. They cannot see through bloodlines, at least half of the NPCs cannot see through.
AD practices fighting spirit, AP practices magic.
How does NPC view level and what does level represent?
This represents the personal attributes of NPC and his physical fitness.
As for fighting spirit and magic?
It represents the amount of energy in the body and the mass of energy.
In other words, the blood potential of an NPC almost represents whether he can continue to strengthen his physical fitness, even understand the Douqi Kung Fu, and whether he has the ability to break through the next realm.
NPCs are like a different world. They need to practice exercises, and their personal physical fitness must improve at the same time as the fighting spirit (magic power) and slowly improve their strength.
And players fight monsters, do tasks, even eat, etc., so as to gain experience!
Experience can be assigned to levels and skills at the same time, completely free from the various requirements required to break through the low-level fun of the next stage.
Basically, every big breakthrough requires only completing some tasks. Although the later the tasks, the more difficult it is to reach the sky...
Less gossip!
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As a demon hunter, Lotner is a hidden profession, but he is still a kite flying type.
But he slowly walked towards the orc army with his glowing sword. All the situations can show that he really doesn't like the orc in front of him. He can't do it by just pretending to be a thousand, but he alone, even if the orcs surrounded him, how many people could he face at the same time?
When the leader of the pale orc looked cold when he saw this scene, his nostrils became heavier and heavier, and the giant sword in his hand was also releasing his vigorous fighting spirit!
He could sense that powerful aura and recognize at a glance that he was an existence of the same level as him. Kolotner's arrogance and confidence were like a god looking at them despising insects!
This feeling made the pale orc think of the past...
That was when he was as small as a puppy.
He lay in the pile of dung full of dirty filth, revealing two bright eyes, watching the elves brutally massacred their tribe. The elves did not leave any one, his parents fell in a pool of blood, and he didn't care...
But Uncle Mister Wang, who loved him the most, also spinned his body before he died and fell in front of him, silently covering his wet eyes with his hands...
Chapter completed!