The warriors under the command of King's Command were terrifyingly powerful. That freakish HP and Defense made his attacks seem like they were merely trying to quench his thirst. What was even worse was that there was a priest standing behind each of the warriors. Some even had two priests. When they were charging, the priests were at the back of the team. They didn't suffer much damage from the spells, so their losses were the lowest.
Beside the square, a few people were pointing at the battle from a rooftop.
As the footsteps approached, everyone shouted in their minds.
"Damn it! Get ready! "Cloud Morning roared and brandished the dagger in his hand.
Difficult, too difficult!
The priests tried their best to heal the players. Those who were attacked immediately cast their healing spells. The Archer's terrifying "Snipe" skill, which often resulted in instant kills, was actually weakened to the point of being ignored by this meatball that had the "King's Command", the Knight's Blessing of Life, and the Priest's Recovery. All the archers were heartbroken.
The meatball didn't choose any route to dodge this time. They charged at them from the widest street that was connected to the square.
"Shoot him," another person said.
The strategy had been planned long ago. The melee classes at the front were to defend and couldn't charge recklessly.
"A great battle of the century has been tainted by a grandson like you!" Zhu Xian scolded.
A sniper shot whizzed out and firmly hit that guy. As expected, the guy wasn't killed instantly. He didn't panic even when he was suddenly attacked. He just looked back. The priests around him were busy the moment he was shot. Two of them cast their healing spells at the same time.
"Retreat! Retreat! " Sword Ghost ordered everyone to retreat. As long as there was some distance between them, the mages would have a chance to fight back.
Sword Ghost, who was fighting a warrior in front of him, only felt this way.
The difference was obvious.
However, the archers couldn't give up. Otherwise, they would have wasted their time climbing the rooftop. Taking advantage of the fact that the other party's party didn't have any classes that could attack from afar, the archers suddenly stood up, raised their bows, and shot at the center of the group of meat that they believed to be the center of the group.
"Damn it!" everyone cursed.
"Damn it! Fight!" Cloud Twilight roared. Seeing that his opponent had stopped his Whirlwind Slash, he charged forward. In this situation, they could at least put up a fight. After all, they had an overwhelming advantage in numbers. The enemy's lineup of more than a hundred people had already lost two-thirds of their numbers in the process of getting close to them. On the other hand, they had only been killed by the whirlwind just now. Their advantage in numbers increased instead of decreasing. Even if they did not rely on mages, they might still be able to defeat the other party.
However, the dagger was too small, and it couldn't serve as a flag at all. From afar, it looked like Cloud Twilight waved his hand, and then his fingers froze in front of him, as if he had thrown a brick.
Under such a composition, a Thief, whose class was countered, would be powerless to deal with a Warrior. Even a Sword Ghoul wouldn't be able to. If the other party received his attack, he could recover. On the other hand, if he were to receive two consecutive skills from his opponent, he might not even have the chance to recover. The Warrior's Level 0 skill, Bash, was a huge threat to a Thief with low HP under such a buff. In addition, the LV18 Charge not only had higher attack power but also caused a stun effect. Currently, no one on the other side was using it because they did not want to be surrounded after using it.
This was because they were strong enough, and their abilities were higher than their opponents. As long as they could get close, they would be unstoppable!
The formation of the "Defeat the Former Dust Army" was instantly shattered. No one could block the attack of the whirlwind. Although there were some Warriors who used whirlwind to meet force with force, there was a gap between them and the people of the Former Dust Army. Moreover, the other side had been strengthened by "King's Command". If they met force with force, they would die even more miserably and faster.
Maintaining the formation, the mages at the back would be the main attack. All the mages had already raised their staffs, and fire wheels descended from the sky, ready to burn the square in front of the Mage School at any moment.
"It's coming!"
Could they really win?
But the problem was: the game did not stipulate that one had to raise their weapon above their head like Hikari to use skills. The players were doing this to look more beautiful and stand out. At this moment, even Silvermoon's face was covered. What kind of image did she want? This King's Sword, which was directly named "King", was now hanging in front of Silvermoon, wishing she could clamp it in her pants. This was also the reason why "King's Command" did not spread from the top of her head, but suddenly spread among the crowd. After all, the skill was still emitted from the sword.
The Former Dust Army was on this hot ground, and the priests were casting healing spells almost continuously, for themselves, for their teammates, for everyone around them.
"Despicable, too despicable!"
The Former Dust Army finally stepped on them. The ball formation suddenly spread, and a row of Warriors roared. Whirlwind! An entire row of whirlwind slashes.
This was the elite team of the Former Dust Army, the team of Warriors that Silvermoon had brought with her from the very beginning. They only had 20 people, but they had never lost a level. Throughout the battle, they had accumulated Rage and never used whirlwind slashes. At this moment, all of them were full of Rage. Once released, the whirlwind that swept up extinguished the flames that the mages had ignited. In close combat, the mages could no longer use the fire wheels. In the parallel world, there was no immunity to damage from the same team.
Without her appearance, which one was Silvermoon in the vast sea of people? Not to mention Silvermoon, it was difficult to distinguish between a Knight and a Warrior. There were also many Knights who chose to add points to Strength and then wear heavy armor.
Of course, sacrifices were inevitable, but the important thing was that the Former Dust Army did not retreat. They withstood the attacks of the sea of fire from the mages and continued to charge forward. The ones in the front row might fall, but the ones in the back row would quickly catch up and would be a few steps closer than the ones in the front row. This was a tactic that was often criticized in battles, but at this moment, the Former Dust Army exploded with astonishing combat power.
"Archers, get ready! Archers, get ready!" Yun Zhongmu sent a group message. He did not care if everyone in his friend list was an archer.
"I'm afraid that person is Silvermoon!" Someone pointed at a masked man on the battlefield. "I've been paying attention to him for a long time. Apart from moving, he hasn't done anything. I think it's a continuous type of skill, so he's only moving."
"That makes sense!" The archers nocked their arrows and aimed at Silvermoon in their eyes.
At this moment, the Former Dust Army was already close. The archers on the roofs peeked out and began to chase after Silvermoon's figure. Standing at the very front of the defense line, Sword Ghost, Yun Zhongmu, and the others could already see the enemy's formation.
Just as they were about to enter the charging range, the Former Dust Army suddenly filled with a golden light. After the golden light quickly spread, everyone was bathed in it. The Former Dust Army had become a golden fried meat ball with just the right amount of heat.
"In the center of the halo, the sword flashing with golden light is Silvermoon!" Duan Yun had heard from somewhere that his army was at a loss because they could not recognize the enemy's commander, Silvermoon, and hurriedly sent this information.
The Warriors of the Former Dust Army each faced two or three or even more opponents. But with the support of all kinds of skills, they advanced fearlessly. Being a meat shield to this point was really the best they could do. At least for the players who were around Level 30 or so.
The "Defeat the Former Dust Army" had more than three hundred people participating in the battle. The Former Dust Army was composed of three classes: Warriors, Knights, and Priests.
"Fall!!!" Dozens of weak Mages roared in unison. Countless fire wheels were summoned from the sky and landed on the plaza. Flames leapt up and burned the ground.
"They're coming!!!!"
But the people of the Former Dust Army would not give them such a chance. The Warriors who used Whirlwind Slash did not have the time to enjoy themselves. As soon as they saw the enemy show signs of retreating, they immediately stopped the skill and rushed forward. They wanted to get close to the enemy and make the enemy Mages hesitate to attack. The advantage that Sword Ghost and the others had was completely suppressed.
"Maybe attacks can interrupt the skill?" someone said.
Arrows fell like rain, but the Former Dust Army ignored them.
Behind every successful man, there was always a successful woman.
Zhu Xian was fierce enough. He raised the giant axe in his hand and pointed it at the sky. "Everyone, get ready!"
Under the "King's Command", the speed of the meat ball was very obvious. It sped up and rolled forward, leaving the enemy in the dust. Some of the archers' range was no longer enough.
The Former Dust Meatballs that charged over were all masked.
At this moment, how could it be easy to find an equally golden sword in the crotch of his pants from all the golden armors in the city?
The Former Dust Army that had golden light protecting them were still golden fried meat balls. They did not turn black because of the burning ground.
"Silvermoon, you bitch, you're too despicable and shameless!" Yun Zhongmu cursed.
"They're here!"
The two armies finally collided.
It was often said that there would be a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers.
"It's him! Find a few more archers and kill him instantly! "
At this moment, dozens of archers had dozens of silver moons in their eyes.
They roared in unison. But no one moved.
"Shoot now? We can't kill him instantly, right? "The archers in the team hesitated.
However, the Former Dust Army was an army that could use the energy of the meat shield to the extreme. When all the meat shields huddled together, they would no longer be a meat shield, but a meat ball. A meat ball that could crush everything.
And behind every successful meat shield warrior, there would always be a successful priest.
As for the Former Dust Army in the Sorcerer Academy, they had already been suppressed by Sword Ghost and the others who had taken down the resurrection point three times. They would not make any more mistakes in this aspect. There were enough archers in the inner part of the formation to restrain them. If the Former Dust Army dared to take a step out, they would shoot them without hesitation.
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