Chapter four hundred and seventeenth death
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Hearing that a little blood was worn off and the reward was added to two silver coins, the remaining cannon fodder players became even more excited, and they were in high spirits, screaming, and their arms were swinging round, and they rushed forward like crazy.
What I received was the drop in the blood volume of the Green Python King, which was even more intense, one hundred, two hundred, three hundred...
Not long after, its blood volume dropped by more than 300 points, nearly half of it, and more than 400.
The cannon fodder players also lost a lot, with only more than 5,000 people left at this time, and nearly half of them were also lost.
"Hiss, hiss--"
The Green Python King split his mouth and roared angrily, and his tail swung wildly, directly exploding batches of cannon fodder players who rushed up, splashing flesh and blood. However, this still could not stop the cannon fodder players. Even if they were afraid, they would close their glasses and rush forward.
Anyway, they are just coming up to earn money by dying, and they can minimize the pain. If they try their best, just die and just give money.
After a while, the blood volume of the Green Python King continued to drop, and finally, four hundred were lowered, and half of the warning line was passed.
And at this moment, it let out a shocking roar. Its sound was so loud that it was deafening and spread for dozens of miles. Wuming Town and the surrounding villages could hear it clearly. The might of the king, ordinary wild monsters, birds and beasts, were so scared that they were panicked. Even the elite monsters were trembling, and the npc and players also raised their heads and looked in this direction.
At this time, the bronze bell-like eyes of the Green Python King were filled with murderous intent, and the fierce flames were surging, and even green light appeared, burning like flames. From a distance, green light scattered in his eyes, and his huge and terrifying body was like an ancient demon walking out of the demon world.
"Why do I feel like it has entered a state of rampage?" A player said in surprise. At this time, the feeling of the Green Python King was indeed like it was violent. His eyes shone, his roared, and his body danced wildly. He sat cross-legged there quietly with his tail swept to meet the enemy, completely changing his appearance.
It was really furious when the blood volume dropped to halfway.
"I'm going to use my big move, the show has just begun." Qi Tian said secretly, lifting his spirits and looking at the field carefully.
He designed three skills for the Qing Python King, two small skills, "Direction" and "The Shadow of the Qing Python", have been used, but the final ultimate move has not been used yet.
At this time, the state of the Green Python King is a precursor to the ultimate move.
Sure enough, the next moment, the Green Python King opened his bloody mouth and shouted at the cannon fodder player rushing up. The fishy smell made some players pause and almost fainted.
Of course, this fishy smell was not its ultimate move. After the Blue Python King screamed, he did not close his mouth. Its eyes were full of green light, and a large amount of blue smoke was sprayed out from its mouth.
To be precise, this is flame. All things that are stained with green fire, whether weeds, dead trees, or cannon fodder players, are burning, cluster after cluster, and that place instantly turns into a sea of fire. Onlookers can't even see clearly. They can only vaguely see the cannon fodder players who turn into firemen, slapping the flames on their bodies, but they are fruitless, and then fall down like harvesting wheat.
call--
The flames were howling, and the Green Python King continued to spray green fire. At the same time, it was moving its body high, bringing more cannon fodder players into the sea of fire.
After about ten seconds, it stopped, slowly, the sea of fire was extinguished.
The players around saw the scene in the field and opened their mouths again.
Within the hundreds of meters, there was still blue smoke emitting somewhere else in the scorched earth, and all the cannon fodder players on it had disappeared. There were only a few standing scattered around the scorched earth, probably only a thousand people.
There were about 5,000 people before, but now there are only more than 1,000 left. The Green Python King exhaled three or four thousand directly.
"You can still spit fire, you really become a demon." Some player said in horror.
Other viewers and players were also amazed. This was the first time that they had seen such awesome group attack skills, with a range of hundreds of meters, and they destroyed three or four thousand people at once. Fortunately, those cannon fodder players were relatively scattered, otherwise they would be destroyed directly if they were more dense.
"Is the scope designed too wide?" Qi Tian murmured to himself,
This blue flame is the ultimate move he designed for the Qing Python King, called "The Angry of the Qing Python King". It is indeed a group attack skill. Its attack power bonus is not high and it poses no threat to opponents of the same level. However, the attack range is very wide, and the fire emitted reaches more than ten meters. If the Qing Python King moves again during the fire spitting process, the attack range will be wider and can reach hundreds of meters.
Long Aotian's face was very dark at this time, and he shouted at the remaining 1,000 cannon fodder players: "Continue to go up, its skill has entered the cooling!"
It was over, and he didn't want to give up. Moreover, he had calculated before that the Green Python King had lost more than 400 blood. Although he couldn't see how much it had left, it was definitely not much.
Long Aotian prayed that its blood was not large and that the remaining cannon fodder could grind it to death.
Obviously, it would be useless to pray. The Green Python King actually had more than 300 blood volume left. More than a thousand people rushed up in batches, which only caused more than 100 points of damage to it.
At this point, all 10,000 cannon fodders were spent, but the Green Python King had only lost more than 500 blood volumes, and there were still nearly 300 points.
The cannon fodder man naval battle was declared failure!
Long Aotian looked at the messy battlefield and felt a little heartbroken. The ten thousand cannon fodder was hired for a total of 40,000 silver coins.
Although 40,000 is not much for him, it is also not much. It takes a lot of effort to acquire so many coins.
"Is the number four true? Is it unknown?" Long Aotian cursed inwardly. The cannon fodder he hired for 40,000 silver coins was really dead, and it was evil.
He has never been superstitious and has made up his mind at this time. If he meets Si again in the future, he will just avoid it.
"Second Master, what should I do now?" The senior executives of the Dragon Picture were a little panicked and looked at Long Aotian and asked him to make an idea.
"What can I do? Retreat!" Long Aotian snorted. The cannon fodder had been exhausted. He didn't want to fight anymore. If he fought again, he could only use the official members of Longtu Dominance. These two thousand people were all his hard work, and he felt heartbroken if he lost any of them.
The senior officials were ordered and prepared to take action, but the military advisor Longhu waved his hand and stopped them again.
Chapter completed!