Players Please Respect Yourself

   Chapter 143 Demolition of professional households (recommended ticket)

  Wang Hao never mind letting players die, and they are happy to.

  Wang Hao is like a kind old leader (yin) guide (forced), watching his subordinates find a new direction in life.

  [Red Dust Saint Immortal] shouted "For Miyu and Illya!", and smashed a petrified demon lizard with a pair of pliers.

  [Dream Xuan Qingying] kept shouting "for Arad", but chopped up a green dart frog.

  【Ice Blue Nebula】The guy who shouted "For the Alliance, Long Live Demacia!" fearlessly fought with the enemy who was not Sinopec but was just slowed down.

   There is also a slogan called "Is it you, War Rabbit?" by 【Qi Ug H Incomparable】, but he rushed to the guy in front.

   In the eyes of the Demon Empress, these guys sacrificed themselves because of a 'task' and had no intangible benefit.

   The so-called favorability of the lord is not a matter of the master's words?

   Turning around and refusing to acknowledge the account, can these fish and shrimp still be turned upside down?

   The passage that looks wide and feels too narrow when fighting is not a holy place for players to arbitrarily harvest experience. The next wave of enemies came in.

   That was an extremely fast werewolf unit.

   These pure army forces were obviously looted by the mind flayers from the lake. Wang Hao could see at a glance that the werewolves with red eyes in the lead had claws dyed black.

  Wang Hao immediately thought of the sinister intentions of the Mind Flayer.

  Whether Wang Hao can stand it or not, the dung pot of 'ambushing the members of the Black Claw Society, so that they can't see the dead or the corpse' is about to be detained on his head.

asshole!

   Isn't this framing the culprit as the culprit - losing (dry) heart (dead) disease (floating) crazy (bright)?

   For the first time, Wang Hao had the urge to give up the great cause of environmental protection, kill the mind flayers, and their ashes were raised.

   Of course, until now, Wang Hao has no idea about the next fight. As the main dungeon army is still waiting behind, Wang Hao going down is a waste.

   He and the Demon Empress who returned to the high platform watched silently as the players who rushed into the passage were torn to shreds by the werewolf.

   The gap is too big.

  The Lobster Man is a racial level 2 thing after all.

   Wang Hao saw the werewolf, and the various attribute indicators were filled with question marks. He estimated that werewolves were at least a 6th, or even 7th, higher race.

   That strength, agility, speed and vitality are all too explosive. That is an athletic ability that is far superior to that of a human being.

Wang Hao even saw a werewolf use its sharp claws to clasp on the wall of the waterway that was washed by the water day and night, became smooth and began to grow moss, a movement similar to jumping over the wall, dodging the pounce of the two lobstermen, dodging. When they got behind them, they ripped open their back shells with one paw, and smashed them to death from the back.

   A large number of werewolves rushed into the square while letting out shrill wolf howls.

   Although their 'big brother', Anubis, is like a mainstay, nailed to the entrance of the passage, he alone has attracted the attention of at least 70% of the werewolves.

   Every second, a werewolf was brutally stabbed to death, and his brain was shot out.

   This still cannot hide the player's slump.

  Lobster Soldiers are like scarecrows, being mowed by unparalleled werewolves.

   At this time, on the live broadcast of Biu station, what I saw were the werewolves who were like gods, and the poor players turned into mosaics and splashed all over the place.

  The audience talked a lot:

   "Fuck, this is too miserable? Can you beat it?"

   "We haven't shot Jason and Miss Ashe yet."

   "But aren't there beholders and mind flayers on the other side? Let's not talk about tens of thousands of people?"

   Their argument is right, the game experience of the new lobster soldier players has begun to deteriorate.

   Immediate resurrection is right. It seems that they can be resurrected from any sea altar around the original shallow water area and the square. The problem is that they are torn apart by the werewolf within a few seconds of resurrection.

   After going back and forth, this kind of unilateral hanging and beating was a little boring.

   On the contrary, the game experience of the Salmon and Turbot of the remote team is quite good.

   What else are you aiming for?

   It's right to throw javelins and water arrows at the densest place around the dog-headed brother. It's sure to hit, and it doesn't matter if you die or not.

   The most painful scene for Wang Hao happened.

   I thought that two hundred sea altars would be enough.

   As a group of werewolves with white fur rushed over, the situation suddenly changed.

  Werewolf - This is a terrifying creature with 1 point more than a ruthless man.

   It is obvious that there is no chance of a surprise attack, they all have to shred lobsters.

  The new white-haired werewolf is not the case, they should be under the remote mind control of the mind flayer, and they don't care about anything, not even the delicious fresh shrimp below, they rush to the altar of the sea.

   When you see a trident made of bones, rush up and take a bite!

   "Wang Wang Wang!" With a few violent head shakes, the altar with the tendons was tied and the altar was ready to play ball.

  Wang Hao was stunned to find that 200 altars... 50 of them collapsed each time.

   Being done by them like this is definitely not enough!

   The Demon Empress was a little panicked this time. Without her greeting, her dark elf guards and the old player Lobster from the first battalion rushed up to surround and suppress these werewolf who demolished their homes.

   Surprisingly, the effect is not good at all!

  These white-furred werewolves are extremely agile, as if they are teasing you. They don’t fight with players and black-skinned guards at all. They don’t care about anything, they just tear down your altar.

   In less than five minutes, another sixty or seventy altars were finished.

  Wang Hao still remembers the Flag he set up - so many altars, you can tear it down and count me as a loser?

   That hot feeling of being beaten in the face is really uncomfortable.

   Ashe came over, her arms were shaking a little, but she took the bow.

  The Demon Empress couldn't sit still.

  The opponent is so agile, it is probably useless to go up to the sand fish and ghost crab.

   Seeing that our hero will have to end early, I always feel that this has already lost the start.

   At this moment, Wang Hao made an unexpected sound.

   "Huh? This is..."

The    system rarely shows the specialties of this group of enemies.

  How will the previous system respond to the unknown enemy for the first time? ? ? It was shown that only when Wang Hao had a good understanding of it and matched the information with the enemy in his memory would the system display the information.

   This time, Wang Hao saw a bunch of white-haired werewolves shaking in front of him.

  [Specialty: Destruction lv81, Tear Home lv81]

  [Specialty: Destruction lv66, Demolition lv99]

  [Specialty: I will tear you down with a smile lv72]

  Fuck! This destructive power... simply!

   A moment ago, Wang Hao, who was almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood, seeing this, how could he not know what the other party was doing?

   He's wow!

   This is not a werewolf at all!

   This is the legendary three sleigh fools - Alaska, Husky and Samoyed!

   is just a canine version!

   It's still the same thing in my bones!

   No wonder he doesn't seem to have good combat power, and his ability to dismantle his home is first-class.

   Think about it too, this is the exiled land of the water and ice races. As the canine subspecies of the polar dog breed, it is reasonable for these trolls to be exiled to this land abandoned by God.

  Wang Hao, who was full of anger, did two things - he blew a loud whistle that shocked the audience, and kicked a lot of big bones into the sky...

   (end of this chapter)