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"So strong, is this an experienced hunter? We are like toys in front of him." Wen Qi stared at the bright moon above his head. If you face a werewolf again, you can never die again.

But for Father Gascoigne, even if the three of them go together, he can only play with him. Is there a way to skip class?

Just as he was thinking about it, Hua Yun was already aggressively heading towards the priest's place, and hurriedly stopped her: "Wait a minute.

Next, let's think about whether there is a way to bypass it, otherwise, according to our situation, I am afraid that we will not be able to pass the test for the rest of our lives. "

"Maybe one person can attract his attention, and the other two can use the fastest speed to go to the next save point, where they can revive their companions. This may be the most effective way."

"Then let me attract his attention, I must kill this guy." A word came from Hua Yun, who was slumped forward.

"She is completely immersed in the plot and lost her mind. Let's take this opportunity to sneak around and take a look." Wen Qi is full of helplessness. He is not good at being a team leader. In this situation, he doesn't know how to calm down his teammates. , After speaking, he found that Mo Lang's eyes were a bit strange, and asked in doubt: "What's wrong?"

"Is it normal to not be sensible in this situation? How did I find out that you and Qin Lao thief are a bit similar?" Mo Lang frowned and said, "Pray for the happiness of others, grieve for the misfortune of others, and be with you. Others feel the same way, this is a unique empathy as a human being, if you are indifferent to the situation of the little girl, how is it different from those monsters?"

"Ten thousand steps back, even if it's just a game, we should give her an explanation when we take over the task of the little girl. It's not a good thing to keep calm and rational all the time."

Mo Lang also dragged his axe towards Father Gascoigne and scolded in a low voice, "MD, why did you make the NPC so vivid?"

The barrage of the live broadcast has been scrolling rapidly, and sand sculpture netizens still maintain the same sand sculpture essence as before.

"Brother Lang is mighty!"

"I didn't expect Brother Lang to have such a handsome side when he was not, and got wet."

"Look at this handsome man. When I enter the game, I will definitely come to the Tombstone Forest to put incense sticks for you. From now on, this place will be called Molang Square!"

"Brother Lang, let me teach you, first a sliding shovel, then a crow takes a plane, then a tornado destroys the parking lot, and then you can close your eyes in peace and wait to die."

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Wen Qi froze in place, carefully recalling the words just now, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh and followed their footsteps. After all, he is the only one, even if they reach the next save point to resurrect Mo Lang and the two, it is estimated that they will still be able to Going back, it's better to help but be persistent, and then move forward hand in hand.

What can we do now? Depending on their situation, if Gascoigne's true identity is revealed, he may not even be able to play the game.

By the time he arrived, the blood of the two had dyed the entire forest of tombstones red and became the nutrients for the dead trees, while Father Gascoigne's blood volume had dropped by less than one-fifth, so he didn't even bother to resist. Watching the priest jump up and chop off the axe, let's do it again.

Wen Qi himself was not good at talking, so he could only follow them to the Tombstone Forest again and again, dead and alive again and again, even he couldn't remember how many times he died, but the three of them cooperated more and more tacitly, while Hua Yun In every battle, he constantly absorbs experience like a sponge, and can last longer and longer under the hands of the priest.

Even the netizens watching the live broadcast no longer hold the mentality of watching a good show, but instead began to cheer for them all.

boom!

Hua Yun seized the opportunity again while the priest swung his axe, and successfully interrupted his attack, causing him to enter a state of rigidity. Then, a visceral crit deducted a large amount of HP, which lowered the priest's HP bar to two points. one of the following.

giggle...  

The priest's figure was distorted and deformed in a frantic laughter, his muscles swelled as if inflated, and thick hair grew. He completely took off his human posture and turned into a nearly three-meter-high gray-white werewolf.

"The second stage! This BOSS actually has a second stage?" Hua Yun, who was just about to do the same, was slapped flying, and her eyes were red as she roared, "It's attacking methods and movements have all changed!"

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This means that the previously familiar interruption timing, the dodging timing that has been engraved in the soul by the axe, must be overturned at this time.

After the priest turned into an orc, the attack power did not increase much, but the speed was faster, and although he abandoned the last trace of reason as a human, the rich hunting experience in the past has become an instinct, plus as a beast. Intuition, becoming more elusive.

"It's hard to let him enter the second stage. I'll delay the time. You guys can quickly raise the blood volume. This may be our last chance." Mo Lang took the initiative to meet him, but the priest's strange and changeable movements simply made him unable to resist~ www.novelmt.com~ After two strokes, my chest was smashed.

The other two also closed their eyes unwillingly while being bitten. Is this the meaning of the mowing game?

Mo Lang stood at the rebirth point again, looking at the direction of the Tombstone Forest unwillingly, just a little bit, just a little bit!

He didn't want to give up just like that, and he didn't want to be laughed at by the old thief Qin who didn't know where he was hiding. He wanted to give the little girl an explanation.

To kill this priest no matter what.

In Mo Lang's resentment, some kind of mutation occurred in the whole world. The full moon had a faint blood color at some point, and a figure descended from the blood moon, with only a scarlet skeleton all over its body, and a few tails like skirts. Swaying, disparate temperaments are harmoniously mixed in it.

Indifferent and elegant, but covered in blood and filth.

He came quietly and held Mo Lang from behind with his skeletonized hands, his forehead pressed against the back of Mo Lang's head, and the babble from the stars murmured, whispering something, and the figure disappeared in the next second.

No one knew that He had come, not even Mo Lang. He just felt that a thought had arisen in his mind and made him feel stunned. Wen Qi just had an illusion in a trance, and the whole world seemed to go dark for a moment. The clock rang very clearly at that moment.

But I didn't find anything abnormal when I looked around, so I just assumed that I had died too many times and had hallucinations.

"Maybe there is an easier way." Mo Lang raised his head and grinned: "We can go back and kill everything we find, so that we can become stronger, and we don't have to face the priest anymore. Feel powerless."

Wen Qi hesitated and said, "It's better not to do this, I don't think something is right."

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