Vol 2 Chapter 77

Seventy-seventh night raid (below)

It's almost midnight.

Brando couldn't help but think of that strategy. The strategy said that the enemy would start the first operation at midnight one day after the plot enters the "elimination of the lizardman bandit"; the enemy in it naturally refers to the shepherd. Or the solitaire mercenary group in front of the stage--

‘... the sudden attack came very violently. It can be said that each of us was beaten. The attack started from the mountain on the north side, but anyone who flees to the south should probably hang it once; in fact, the main force of the monster (herdsman) is obviously on the south side, well, this at least shows that torrentialrain promise Advanced artificial intelligence is not just a gimmick stuck on paper ... '

‘Our response is to save the 'Grey Wolf’ mercenary regiment from its destiny as much as possible. It is worth noting that both Mane Wolf Macaroo and Deputy Commander Buga have extremely powerful fighting powers, approximately equal to 45lv and 55lv players, to ensure their survival, which is the most important point to help you complete the task. ’

‘But we ’ve explored another viable solution, which stems from a small discovery we made to the east. I think torrentialrain obviously considered the player's ability at this level, so they designed a bright altar to the east of this area ... ’

‘Our team has discussed how to do this, but either way. No doubt, as long as you can save the fate of the 'Grey Wolf' mercenary regiment. This may be the important condition for this story mission to achieve 100% completion-’

Brando touched the tip of his nose, which was not so much a strategy as a summary of lessons. Because of the unique nature of the story mission, he couldn't complete it repeatedly. He used to look at the story with a novel mentality-after all, watching a group of players' actual adventures was full of excitement.

Especially using imagination to make up for the lack of lines between words, the feeling of being immersive is the favorite part of Brando.

"But his grandfather, you write a battle report. Anyway, write me a clear time, place, and character!"

What makes Brando helpless to curse is that the guy who wrote the strategy seems to have a little bad habits. Words like ‘midnight on a certain day’ appear in a serious lesson summary post. Is this really okay?

He didn't feel it before, but now he just discovered that this perfunctoryism killed people. Of course, at this time, he can't get the guy out of the Internet and listen to what he said 'big husband, cute big tits'. Now he can only rely on his own experience to make up for the lack of strategy, and the rest may only look up. ——

Of course, there is hope-can the guy from Reddy finish the talk a little faster?

He certainly is not pursuing 100% mission completion. In the past, the game has been achieved perfectly and there is a so-called double mission reward. But in this real world, what did he look for in the ‘system’ to receive the reward?

Could it be praying silently into the sky, Master Martha, drop a pie?

This is obviously unrealistic.

Brando's plan is very clear. Before he didn't understand the overall plot direction, now he remembers it clearly, and he will naturally revise the plan. Now he had to get out of the Grey Wolf mercenary group before the shepherd launched his attack, and then rushed to that bright altar to open another branch.

Then he borrowed this line directly to the Lizardman robber, and when he got the sage slate, he flashed people.

As for whether the "Grey Wolf" mercenary regiment is dead or alive, it has little to do with him. Vaughn's mercenary regiment, which is destroyed every year due to various battles, has no one hundred and eighty-besides, he does not feel that he currently has That ability to conquer the 'Maned Wolf' Macaroo or Buga.

Anyway, one is a large swordsman at the forty-fifth level, the other is an enlightened element, and the fifty-sixth level church is a knight—of course, I may not admit it. In any case, Brando was afraid to think about these two big cows for the time being.

What he is relying on now is to discover more future potential stocks such as Antitina and Tama. Since they can see through the future, long-term investment is obviously the low-key and high-return king strategy.

It is a pity that although the imagination is beautiful, the reality is contrary to expectations. Not to mention that the plan itself is flawless, but Brando must not have taken into account unexpected situations such as now.

He was tangling here, but behind us, Miss Romain couldn't help it.

"Brando."

She raised a pair of good-looking eyebrows, poked Brando's back with her fingers, and called again with a voice she thought was small. Of course, Miss Merchant thinks that the small voice is generally wishful thinking in terms of her temperament.

Everyone present was frightened by the sudden noise.

In fact, Roman's voice is not loud, at most it is similar to the voice of her 'normal' speech, at most it is a little hasty. But in this silent night, Liao Yue's silent forest was a little bit abrupt.

"Boo ... wow."

Brando took a hold of the young lady who had lost her nerves, and looked back. Sure enough, she saw Reddy stop and looked around warily.

At this moment Brando was almost in the mood to strangle the dead girl, but of course he would not do it because he couldn't bear it.

Fortunately, it seemed that Reddy was nervous for a moment, then turned back and talked to his companion again. Brando breathed a sigh of relief, and then he thought of something and glanced back at Roman hardly.

But Miss Merchant shook her head in a hurry, making a whining noise, seemingly quite dissatisfied with Brando's behavior.

Brando was almost out of anger at first, but he felt instantly wrong.

Although Roman was more casual and had a courageous courage; on the surface it seemed to care nothing, but he knew that the girl who often laughed like a little fox was very smart inside.

Otherwise, how can you not lose at all?

And he had just thought of this, and saw ‘Tiger’ holding out a rough hand to hold his hand. He hesitated a little, which was even more unusual. As his summoner, these Rubis mercenaries rarely took the initiative.

He looked up, seeing the vigilance in the eyes of an experienced mercenary.

Brando's hand loosened, and Roman stopped.

Not only them, but even Reddy stopped there again. The white-haired young man couldn't help turning his head and looking at them.

The forest seemed to be quiet for a while--

It's not just people, even the wind has stopped.

"What did you hear?" Brando asked subconsciously, knowing that Roman's perception was far beyond ordinary.

Miss Merchant glared at him with frowns-then nodded.

Brando's nose moved, and he couldn't help jumping-a strange smell filled the air. It's a little pungent, but it's better to say that it's a spicy smell, like the smell of hot boiling water erupting from the underground volcano.

Sulfur smell.

Brando's mind had just flashed the concept, and the sword in his hand had been pulled out with a bang. He didn't even think about it, it was almost an instinct.

"The gang of black fire believers! The **** **** who wrote this guide pits me again. I already said that there are black fire believers. I will not come to this muddy water if I die!

He scolded him in a flash.

Blackfire believers belong to Mayad, the lord of maggots under the twelve shepherds, but they are different from those maggots who play worms. The dregs in these humans are the **** who deal with those guys in the river of sulfur flowing with flames!

They are collectively called the following guys!

simply put.

It's the devil lords underneath the Jordanian--

Brando couldn't help but patted his head in annoyance. He should have thought that Eruin had always been a traditional territory of the Blackfire in the wild forest near the south. But his attention has been focused on the Sage's slate and the strangely acting "Grey Wolf" mercenary regiment. For a while, I forgot this common sense thing.

This is probably the black under the legend?

But the reason why Brando so taboo about these guys is not to say how powerful they are. It is these **** and their despondents, one by one who is even more mad than the fanatic monks of the Bright Temple. At the beginning of the war, it was estimated that there was no shouting and rushing over.

In addition, the demons locked by the Blackfire cults with iron chains are different. Although they are fighting together, they have their own ghosts. This is supposed to seriously affect the combat effectiveness, but each of the creatures underground in the Jordanian has a variety of weird abilities, which are invincible.

Moreover, advanced believers can absorb the power of the devil and integrate with the demon locked by him. That heavy taste scene Brando just spit it out.

One or two such monsters are okay, and God can't stand them any more.

Brando was subconsciously thinking of running away immediately. But the thought had just flashed in his mind, and there was a whisper of wind in the darkness.

As a reincarnation of the 130th fighter, Brando was too familiar with this voice. He narrowed his neck subconsciously, and sure enough he saw a black whistling chain with two spiked chain **** whistling out of the darkness in the forest—

Thorn Hammer-

"The Lord of Barbed Chains." Brando saw the spiked hammer ball 'Do la la' tearing down a thick bowl of tree, and finally rubbed over with Reddy and the young people around him-though Didn't cause any harm, but apparently frightened the two guys.

Brando felt only sour roots.

In the underground purgatory of Georgenda, the Lord of the Spike Chains is one step higher than the Hell's Trident, and is a level 29 demonic creature. Previously, he went to the lava pool area to level up at level 30. He did not suffer the crimes of these guys. He did not expect that the shadow of 'childhood' will repeat itself today.

But what happened immediately left him no time to deal with his sore teeth.

He saw Reddy and the young man turned and ran--

"Not a stupid idiot!" Brando jumped almost anxiously. Can a level 29 barbed chain lord throw a hammer and hit it so badly? This was obviously tentative, and he was too aware of these cunning visitors. He could almost be sure that the opposite side must be a scout squad.

However, this run of Reddy is likely to attract the large forces of the Blackfire.

Of course this guy doesn't care if he is dead or alive. The problem is that now they are in this direction.

Brando immediately patted 'Tiger's shoulder' and almost growled in a hoarse voice: "Go and grab the two boys! Drag me back!"