The Dark Night Flowing Light Sword ignited with raging flames of Twin Flame Flashes as it spiraled towards the group. They were all secretly delighted. Weathered Frost had already opened the party channel, ready to send out the good news of their victory.
Hit!!! The first player who had been struck by Gu Fei had a hard time controlling himself from shouting out in excitement. Seeing his health plummet, he had never been so excited before. He stared unblinkingly at Thousand Miles Drunk, eagerly waiting for the white light to blossom.
Weathered Frost knew that it wouldn't be so easy. He had appraised A Thousand Miles Drunk and knew that this guy was wearing an exquisite belt that increased his maximum health and also had health regeneration. This kind of equipment shouldn't have appeared on a Mage, but A Thousand Miles Drunk just happened to have such equipment. Weathered Frost didn't have any complaints. Thinking about this guy's close combat style that went against normal Mages, it was reasonable for him to have equipment that increased his survivability. However, this piece of equipment caused them a lot of trouble.
Reflection equipment had to establish two aspects of data. One was the probability of reflection, and the other was the degree of reflection. No matter how high the reflection was, it couldn't be accumulated to 100%. They tried their best to scavenge this type of equipment from the main cities, but the highest they could get was only 61%. This was already at the cost of a portion of the reflection rate. After all, they only had so much equipment. If the probability was high, then the degree would be low. If the degree was high, then the probability would be low. Although the players still felt that double attribute equipment with high probability and high degree of reflection was useless, from the perspective of the system, it was considered an exquisite item, so the drop rate wasn't high.
The Reflection team that Weathered Frost and the others had set up, the higher the reflection rate, the better. This was because they had a lot of people at the same time, 30% for you and 30% for me. A Thousand Miles Drunk had always slashed a bunch of people, so there should be a trigger. As for the damage that Wind and Frost had estimated from the Thousand Miles Drunken, 61% of the reflected damage wasn't enough to kill him. It was because of this belt. However, if he could trigger two people, then two 61% damage would definitely kill him.
In the end, when A Thousand Miles Drunk slashed down, Weathered Frost and the others were only afraid of one situation, and that was only one person was triggered! This situation was even more unlucky than not triggering a single one, because it would expose their strategy, but they wouldn't be able to kill A Thousand Miles Drunk.
For this reason, they had conducted many experiments before finally adjusting to the current combination of probability and degree. If they just recklessly increased the degree of the reflex, then the highest they could reach was 71%. Unfortunately, this was still not enough to kill them. Therefore, after sacrificing part of the probability, there were several times in the experiment when only one person's reflex was triggered.
The final ratio of probability and degree had been tested in practice. Therefore, even though there was such an unstable factor, everyone was still full of confidence. Now that he saw Thousand Li Drunk's big move, he felt that victory was in sight.
Weathered Frost was very familiar with the effects of the reflected damage. The instant the reflected damage occurred, a flash of blood would appear on the player's body. However, with A Thousand Miles Drunk's skills, he could slash several people with a single swing of his sword. It was unlikely that anyone would be able to see who had triggered his Reflect. But at this moment, Weathered Frost could see it clearly, because when A Thousand Miles Drunk slashed at the first person, blood had already appeared.
"It's only the first person, and it's already been triggered!!"
During the experiment, someone had once proposed a hypothesis: what if he sensed it the first time and then stopped attacking?
Therefore, after putting it into practice, everyone realized that this was only a theoretical possibility, because a person's reaction speed was simply not that fast.
This was a foolproof plan in everyone's hearts. Now that they saw the blood appear, Weathered Frost was so excited that he was about to write down the message, but then he felt that the scene in front of him was a bit strange.
When he came back to his senses, Weathered Frost was immediately stunned. What had happened was very simple, but this simple thing was something that Weathered Frost and the others didn't think could happen!
After A Thousand Miles Drunk triggered the first reflected damage, the Night Streak Sword immediately stopped. The following players didn't receive his attack at all. Then, Weathered Frost heard A Thousand Miles Drunk's laughter: "You're playing this move again!"
Weathered Frost felt as if his heart had stopped beating. Why? They had simulated the same scene countless times. Regardless of their reaction speed, agility, or strength, no matter who it was, none of them had been able to immediately stop their attacks the instant the reflected damage was triggered. Why was A Thousand Miles Drunk able to do it? Where did the inertia go? Was there no inertia in his body?
Weathered Frost and the players of the Reflex Group were stunned. They had gone through many simulations, but they hadn't practiced how to stop attacking after A Thousand Miles Drunk slashed them, because this was something that shouldn't have happened. Their current mood was like everyone was waiting for the Butterfly update at midnight every night, but the update never appeared.
Weathered Frost and the others were numb, dumb, and slow.
When Gu Fei stopped his attack, he had already proven his reflexes to everyone. Next, his reflexes were as fast as ever. He put the sword back into his pocket and pulled out his homemade flying hook.
This kind of lasso-like soft weapon did not exist in the game. Gu Fei's homemade weapon naturally couldn't deal any damage, so he rarely used it as a weapon. However, this didn't mean that Gu Fei wasn't good at this type of weapon. Gu Fei had studied all kinds of weapon routines. Bows and rattan tiles were his weakness, and his most proficient weapon, other than swords and knives, was this lasso-like soft weapon.
At this time, the lightning formation behind him had already disappeared. Gu Fei took a step back and threw the flying hook in his hand. How could the players of the Reflex Group understand this? They didn't even know what Gu Fei was going to do. All they saw was something being thrown at them. One of them instinctively dodged, but their leader whispered angrily, "What are you dodging!!"
That person immediately reacted. What were they dodging? They were here to let A Thousand Miles Drunk slash them …
However, A Thousand Miles Drunk had clearly seen through their strategy, so why would he still attack them? At this time, he finally came back to his senses. His plan to rely on Reflect to kill A Thousand Miles Drunk had failed, but at this time, A Thousand Miles Drunk had already lost more than half of his HP. There was still a chance to take advantage of it. He had to use it!!
"Attack! There's no need to be afraid of him. Attack! "Weathered Frost yelled.
The people of the Reflex Group suddenly realized that A Thousand Miles Drunk didn't dare to attack them. This was the perfect opportunity for them to bully A Thousand Miles Drunk! They could completely do whatever they wanted.
"Attack!" At the command of the leader, the players of the Reflex Group pounced forward like hungry tigers. But how could these people with high HP match Gu Fei's speed? They watched as Gu Fei weaved through them, the rope in his hand continuing to fly. The others didn't know what he was doing. They could only see the rope swaying back and forth. They couldn't even see where it was flying to. They couldn't even take the initiative to knock into it.
They couldn't hit him, and the people of the Reflex Group didn't attack them. The morale of the players of the Reflex Group quickly dwindled. There was nothing but depression.
Weathered Frost quietly observed the situation as he quietly began to make arrangements for the other players. Although the players of the Reflex Group couldn't kill A Thousand Miles Drunk, they managed to control him well. A Thousand Miles Drunk didn't dare to attack them. He held something in his hand and swung it around as if he was jumping a rope. Weathered Frost quickly recovered from his disappointment and hoped that they could seize this hard-won opportunity.
The players immediately began to move under Weathered Frost's arrangements. Weathered Frost wanted to quickly surround Gu Fei while the players of the Reflex Group were entangled with him.
The players moved quickly, and the players of the Reflex Group also made a huge breakthrough. They continued to work hard and finally forced Gu Fei, who didn't dare to fight back, into a corner.
The leader was overjoyed. He raised his greatsword and was about to slash down when he felt some kind of power stop him. The guy next to him cried out in pain and bumped into him.
"What are you doing?" The leader was shocked. He was already bumped into by this person. Immediately after, there was a second "ouch", and another player fell to the side as if possessed. The team leader took a closer look and realized that they had been tied together by ropes at some point in time.
How did they do it? The team leader was on the verge of breaking down. They had actually been trapped together without even realizing it? Thus, when he raised his arm, he knocked over the person next to him. The person who was knocked over then dragged the next person down, one after the other. They didn't know what Thousand Miles Drunk had done, but the members of the Reflex Group were getting tighter and tighter. They quickly fell into a ball, their faces covered in dirt as they looked for the end of the rope.
Weathered Frost was also shocked to see these guys fall into a ball like Gu Fei had done a magic trick. However, his arrangements were still completed. While Gu Fei was entangled with the players of the Reflex Group, he had already sealed him in the street. The roof behind Gu Fei was in flames. Weathered Frost was directing the mages to bombard the roof continuously to prevent Gu Fei from teleporting to the roof. Weathered Frost had already considered all of these details.
"Thousand Miles Drunk, you won't be able to escape." Weathered Frost shouted. As he finished his arrangements, he also called for reinforcements. Their people were in this area, and they would soon have a thicker force piling up on the street.
"Oh, you think I won't be able to kill my way out?" Gu Fei said.
"I can't be sure, but I'm sure that if you kill your way out, your PK value will undoubtedly be over thirty." Weathered Frost said.
"Looks like it's unavoidable." Gu Fei looked at the blocked streets on his left and right and sighed.
"When the system guards move out, we'll work together to stop them. What do you think your chances of winning are?" Weathered Frost wasn't afraid to speak his mind.
"Looks like I'll have to …"
"Archers!!" Weathered Frost waved his hand, and the Archers on his left and right shot out arrows.
"You want to teleport?" Weathered Frost sneered as he saw Gu Fei dodge the arrows.
"No, I want to drag you down with me!!" Gu Fei rushed towards Weathered Frost.
"Lightning Formation!" Weathered Frost waved his staff, followed by a Flaming Tree Thousand Layers Flame and a Descending Flame Wheel. He didn't throw them into the Lightning Formation, but instead at his feet. However, the moment the flames rose, he had already teleported away.
The other mages in the Lightning Formation had already cast spells. This was all part of Weathered Frost's plan. The Lightning Formation indeed couldn't trap A Thousand Miles Drunk. It was only used to distract A Thousand Miles Drunk's vision. If A Thousand Miles Drunk teleported out of the formation, he would fall right into the two fire spells that Weathered Frost had cast.
Weathered Frost's attacks weren't weak either. He believed that these two spells were enough to kill A Thousand Miles Drunk, who didn't even have much health left.
"A Thousand Miles Drunk, is he finally going to die?" Just as he was thinking about this, a strange yet familiar feeling suddenly appeared on his body. He looked down and found that his body was glowing with a bloody light, and in the blink of an eye, his life had reached the bottom.
"This …" Weathered Frost had just said this word when he felt everything in front of him disappear. It went dark. When it lit up again, he saw his hometown, the mage academy that he was familiar with.
Reflected Damage! It was the reflected damage that killed him. How did this happen???
Weathered Frost had returned to his hometown, so naturally, he was automatically removed from the team. Just as the important figures were frantically asking for information, Weathered Frost sent a message to the Reflex team leader. "What's going on?"
"A Thousand Miles Drunk pushed us into the Lightning Formation! We wanted to quickly take off our equipment, but it's too late. We're all stuck … "The Reflex team leader was very depressed. Reflex didn't mean that they wouldn't take damage. At this moment, their team was completely wiped out, but everything that had happened before was still vivid in their minds.
The instant the Lightning Formation fell and the mages attacked, they all thought that A Thousand Miles Drunk was dead for sure. Who knew that A Thousand Miles Drunk's teleportation didn't go forward. Instead, he retreated to his original position, retreating behind the group of people.
"This is the only way he can live a little longer." Just as the Reflex team's players were thinking this, A Thousand Miles Drunk's palm had already condensed lightning, and he pushed it towards them.
"Is he trying to kill himself?" Some people thought this, but the people who were attacked realized that this attack was extremely light. Even though there was no damage, it didn't affect the effect of the skill. The Thunder Palm pushed them.
That's right, it was them, not just any one of them, because they had been wrapped up into one. Although they had been trying, they hadn't found a clue.
With so many people, theoretically, it was impossible to push them. But the Thunder Palm was a spell, and spells didn't follow the principles of physics. The group of people that had been wrapped up moved. Although they moved slowly, and although they didn't move far, they still couldn't resist being pushed into the Lightning Formation. They were already very close to the Lightning Formation.
They were attacked, and they suddenly realized the problem. But it was all too late. They were all dead, and in the process, even they didn't know how many people had died …
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