The limelight on the battlefield has been completely taken away by Mosquito. If there are no accidents, he should undoubtedly be the MVP this time.
As the fuses behind the wooden honeycomb were all ignited, fifty wooden rockets drove heat waves across the night sky, falling from the sky like bolides, blasting towards the position of the predators.
One kilogram of black powder is not terrible, if it does not fall on the side, I am afraid that it will be startled. But fifty rockets carrying a kilogram of combat components are launched at once, and that is another matter entirely.
These aimless rockets are even more than the people lying here! A total of 50 kilograms of gunpowder fell on the enemy's position within three seconds, and the sound of the explosion almost shattered the eardrums of the predators.
That sentence is perfectly interpreted-- 'As long as the quantity is sufficient, quantity itself is also a kind of quality!'
The billowing smoke exploded in an instant, and the pine tree as thick as a thigh was blown apart. Fallen bark, sawdust, and ignited sparks flew around the battlefield, and the hot and lying villains rolled all over the ground and ran away with their heads in their arms.
Even if few were killed on the spot, the chaotic scene was enough to make people despair. The players in the trenches were just the opposite, their faces reflecting the fire were full of excitement.
"Mosquito are so awesome!"
"F*ck! Its looks like Katyusha!"
"Fart, this is called Katyusha, at most it's a swarm."
"Hahahaha, cool!"
The rockets that hit the position became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The morale of the predators collapsed instantly.
Unable to maintain the collapsed position any longer, they fled from the burning bunker one after another, regardless of the squad leader's scolding and shouting, and they could not hear them at all.
No one knows when the next wave of bombing will come, and no one knows what is waiting for them behind.
Like a group of frightened rats, the predators threw out the projectiles in their hands desperately, regardless of whether they were hit by enemies or teammates, they scattered like crazy to escape. And just as they left their positions and fled in a mess, the sharp whistle resounded through the forest in an instant.
Figures jumped out of the trenches and foxholes impatiently, waving the long and short weapons in their hands, and pounced on the fleeing predators like hungry wolves.
"Ullaaa!!"
"Killll!"
"Long live the Shelter!"
"Ola Ola Ola!"
"Awwww!"
The sound of shouting and killing was like a tsunami, and even the order "To fight to the death without retreat" seemed pale and superfluous.
The players who heard the whistle were like wild horses breaking free from the rein, and looking at the fleeing predators, it was as if they saw walking trophies. Thoroughly frightened by the savagery of these blue coats, it was the first time for these predators to see barbarians more savage than themselves.
No.
They are simply not human. They are simply a group of nibblers who can use guns!
"Mom."
"Go away, don't get in my way!"
"I surrender! I surrender, don't kill me!"
"Boss... we can't hold on here anymore, we have to retreat."
"F*ck!"
The brothers beside him fell down one after another, and those who didn't fall also lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead. Bear, who broke out in the northeast direction, quickly found that he was alone.
Carrying 50 kg of heavy armor, he couldn't run fast at all, but stray bullets were flying here, and he didn't dare to throw away the armor and escape, so he had to grit his teeth and retreat while fighting.
Such a large target is too conspicuous on the battlefield.
He got up, and before he could escape a hundred meters, he was locked on by the chasing blue coats as an "Important target" and surrounded him excitedly.
Bear was startled and angry. These blue coats seemed to be not afraid of death at all. They couldn't see any fear in their eyes, and they didn't care about the casualties of their companions at all. Seeing that he raised his hand twice and smashed a head that was leaning towards him, soon two more people poked up with two spears.
The double-barreled shotgun is powerful enough, but there are only two bullets in the chamber, so there is no time to reload at such a short distance.
In desperation, Bear had no choice but to give up the shotgun in his hand and use his breastplate to hold the two spearheads. Then he waved his hand, grabbed it, and easily tore off the two spears like pulling cotton.
"Roar!"
He roared ferociously, trying to intimidate the people surrounding him with his might. If it was an ordinary survivor, he must have been scared silly by him.
But what stood in front of him were not ordinary people, but a group of players who didn't speak common sense. Although he was startled by the sound, it was far more than being too scared to move his legs.
Instead-- More excited?
"F*ck?!"
"This boss is a bit fierce! At least he is a centurion!"
"Come and help someone!"
"Okay! I'm going around, you hold me back!"
Bear was furious. He was humiliated by the attitudes and reactions of these people. He pulled out the long-handled battle ax stuck in his back and slashed continuously, forcing the approaching people back, but these reckless blue coats still leaned forward.
At this time, Bear suddenly sensed a dangerous aura, so he suddenly turned his head to the side, only to see a man with a stern expression standing there.
The buckskin coat was hanging on a tree branch beside it, fluttering in the north wind. The man was wearing an exoskeleton, and a huge long-handled warhammer stood in front of him, with his hands casually stacked on the hammer handle.
There was a hint of provocation in the man's eyes.
As if to say to him—— 'Want to try?'
The corners of the mouth were drawn up coldly, and Bear's angry face was ferocious.
"Hehe, just try it!"
In the duel of power, he has never been afraid of anyone. Even if it is an exoskeleton, it has to lie down in front of his strange power!
Seeing that their own NPC and the predator BOSS met their gazes, which seemed to trigger a key plot, the players also stopped their imminent approach. Since Manager didn't intend to let players like himself get involved, it's better to just sit back and watch the plot.
If you get involved in it blindly and get accidentally injured or killed by the plot, it will be a big loss. Many of them have seen the cannonball-like hammer of Mr. Manager.
"F*ck, Jess is a snob?"
"What Jess snitcher, can that hammer fire? It's obviously Bobby's!"
"What are you talking about, isn't it Brother Hammer of fools?"
"...Go away!"
"..."
Tsk, these weirdos. The atmosphere that has been brewing for you for a long time is in vain.
Never mind. It's irrelevant stuff anyway.
Lucius, who planned to make a quick decision, didn't talk nonsense, directly adjusted the output power of the exoskeleton to the maximum, then adjusted the posture of holding the hammer, and rested his thumb on the button of B mode.
Being fully prepared, Lucius walked towards Bear with steady steps.
Seeing that the person walking towards him was full of flaws, the corner of Bear's mouth split into a cruel arc. Although he don't know where the person in front of him has the confidence to challenge him one-on-one, but he will not let go of this wonderful opportunity.
His intuition told him that as long as he controlled this guy, he would still have a chance to win! His right foot rubbed against the ground, and Bear's legs suddenly exerted force, just like a real brown bear, roaring and rushing towards Lucius.
I have to admit that the armor with full protection looks really oppressive. Especially when charging, like a tank with full horsepower, even the ground trembled faintly.
"Coincidentally."
"Master's hammer, the hammer is a tank breaker!"
B mode——Start up!
The high-pressure nitrogen is compressed into a thin layer, which adheres to the curved armor surface. Lucius took a step forward, swung the hammer and swung it vigorously.
Seeing the hammer coming slowly, a sneer appeared on Bear's face, he raised the battle ax in his hand and swung it away.
He seemed to have seen that clumsy and funny hammer being hit by the tomahawk in his hand like a baseball. However, something that Bear never expected happened.
The moment his battle ax collided with the hammer, as if something had exploded, the blade of the battle ax in his hand spun and flew backwards.
Bear's mouth trembled in pain, and the phalanges hurt as if they were about to split. Holding the empty ax handle, Bear was in a daze, completely unable to understand what happened.
"Goodbye."
Stabilizing the hammer that was swung away by the recoil, Lucius grinned, not giving him a chance to breathe at all, mustering all his strength like a blacksmith, and swung the hammer sideways again.
Dragging the re-gathered nitrogen armor, it slammed into Bear's chest!
Boom--!
In the blink of an eye, there was no time to react, and Bear was directly sent flying by the hammer. The two-meter-high body was like a cannonball, straightly smashing down the thigh-thick pine tree behind him.
"Hmm...cough."
A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and countless bones were broken in his body. Bear's eyes widened, staring at his chest in disbelief.
He saw that the thumb-thick steel plate, the curved surface that was originally protruding outwards, was cracked and dented inwards by the force! Even the keel that fixed the armor lining was broken!
What is it? That power definitely does not belong to humans!
No, this is definitely not caused by pure strength! Seeing the man walking towards him with a hammer, Bear's eyes showed a rare trace of fear.
Stretching out the hand that was almost broken, Bear gritted his teeth, broke off the steel plate that almost broke his ribs, and struggled to stand up from the ground.
Like a beast driven to a desperate situation, his eyes were red, his heavy nose was breathing white mist, and every cell in his body seemed to be trembling.
Suddenly--
When the emotions were condensed to the extreme, Bear felt an unprecedented feeling rushing from his chest to his whole body, penetrating every blood vessel, every inch of bone, every inch of muscle and skin.
The broken ribs seemed to be connected in an instant, the blood in his body was flowing rapidly, and he felt unprecedentedly sober and comfortable. At the same time, thick hair began to grow crazily from his body, gradually crawling all over his body.
The surrounding players exclaimed.
"F*ck, this BOSS is going to evolve?!"
"What the hell is this?!"
"Moldy?!"
Recalling those rumors from hearsay, Bear understood what happened to him in an instant, and then he was ecstatic in his heart, and an ugly and distorted laugh appeared on his face.
"Hahahaha, you all have to—"
Before the word "Death" could be said, the roaring sledgehammer hit the top of his head.
The burst of nitrogen shattered his brain, and pressed the shattered skull into his chest cavity. His back was white and dripping with blood.
Bear's body swayed and softened, and its huge body directly knelt on the ground, slowly tilting to the side.
The players who were watching the plot nearby were dumbfounded when they saw this.
"My god!"
"Our Managers don't talk about common sense at all!"
"Do it without waiting for anyone to transform!"
"Hahaha, I love it, I love it."
"Speaking of which, is this plot over?"
"There must be something wrong with this native, maybe it has something to do with the next expansion pack. Just wait, there must be a follow-up, but it must be gone today, everyone is dead."
Hanging the hammer behind his back, Lucius took out a piece of paper from his pocket, wiped off the "Crumbs" hanging from the exoskeleton and collar, and looked at the corpse on the ground without the slightest pity in his eyes.
"Go to hell and repent."
If you want to blame it, blame yourself for the long swing of your skills. But the dead can't speak, so naturally they won't talk to him.
The surrounding predators were defeated. Especially with the death of the leader, the remaining predators who were still stubbornly dropped their weapons one after another and completely gave up resistance.
A total of 82 players participated in the battle, 7 were killed, 3 were seriously injured, and 11 were slightly injured.
A total of 56 predators participated in the battle, of which 27 were killed, 10 were seriously injured, and the rest were slightly injured.
All those who were seriously injured or slightly injured were captured. None of these minions escaped under the joint tracking of perception and agility players.
Great victory in this battle! But that being said, this battle is the worst one since the closed beta, and it is also the only one so far where there has been a reduction in personnel.
Although the players were extremely heroic and fearless when they charged, the stubborn resistance of some predators and the stray bullets flying on the battlefield still caused certain casualties to the players.
Especially that "Bear". Of the 7 players who died, 2 were killed by him. In addition, he also caused two serious injuries, one of which was cut off with an arm and directly disabled.
In the absence of a way to perform limb replacement surgery, we can only persuade this little player to go offline, save a file of his gene sequence, and then throw his remains into the active substance extractor and return to the furnace to synthesize a new body...
"I don't want it! I don't want an OB! I feel like I can still save it!" Red Face Boxer yelled.
"Okay, okay, Manager has said that he will give you a pension. Your equipment is also stored for free these days, and I will bring it back for you."
"Hey! Don't dare to steal my things."
"I'm that kind of person?!"
Seeing these blue-coated compatriots stunned by bricks and taking off his clothes, the captives who were brought to the brick kiln all showed expressions of fear on their faces.
These guys...
What a devil!
All the corpses, regardless of whether they were the enemy or the enemy, were carried onto the carts and transported to the morgue at the outpost one by one, waiting for the next step of processing. As for the captives, Lucius temporarily detained them in a brick kiln by the river, placed torches around them, and arranged for several players to watch.
Perhaps due to the experience accumulated in the previous team battles, this time the work of cleaning the battlefield went very quickly and smoothly.
Looking at the big man being carried on the stretcher, Lucius thought to himself, maybe just this guy's corpse can produce a whole unit of active substances.
However, compared with the active substances on his body, what Lucius cares more about is what is the hair that suddenly grows on his body?
Is it some kind of special function? For example, when the limit is on the verge of atavism, the phenomenon of atavism occurs, which leads to the increase of all attributes.
Thinking of this, Lucius suddenly felt a chill behind his back.
Thanks to the talent he had unlocked, it was quite normal. If he used a skill, he would have to have hair all over his body. Lucius would rather not have this skill.
Apart from leaving some players to clean the battlefield, rescue the wounded, and guard the prisoners of war, Lucius summoned twenty elites who still have combat effectiveness, and they lectured.
"The main force of the enemy has been wiped out by us! There are only old, weak, sick and disabled people left at home, as well as those poor people who were caught by them."
"Go ahead!"
"It's time to end this war!"
The limelight on the battlefield has been completely taken away by Mosquito. If there are no accidents, he should undoubtedly be the MVP this time.
As the fuses behind the wooden honeycomb were all ignited, fifty wooden rockets drove heat waves across the night sky, falling from the sky like bolides, blasting towards the position of the predators.
One kilogram of black powder is not terrible, if it does not fall on the side, I am afraid that it will be startled. But fifty rockets carrying a kilogram of combat components are launched at once, and that is another matter entirely.
These aimless rockets are even more than the people lying here! A total of 50 kilograms of gunpowder fell on the enemy's position within three seconds, and the sound of the explosion almost shattered the eardrums of the predators.
That sentence is perfectly interpreted-- 'As long as the quantity is sufficient, quantity itself is also a kind of quality!'
The billowing smoke exploded in an instant, and the pine tree as thick as a thigh was blown apart. Fallen bark, sawdust, and ignited sparks flew around the battlefield, and the hot and lying villains rolled all over the ground and ran away with their heads in their arms.
Even if few were killed on the spot, the chaotic scene was enough to make people despair. The players in the trenches were just the opposite, their faces reflecting the fire were full of excitement.
"Mosquito are so awesome!"
"F*ck! Its looks like Katyusha!"
"Fart, this is called Katyusha, at most it's a swarm."
"Hahahaha, cool!"
The rockets that hit the position became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The morale of the predators collapsed instantly.
Unable to maintain the collapsed position any longer, they fled from the burning bunker one after another, regardless of the squad leader's scolding and shouting, and they could not hear them at all.
No one knows when the next wave of bombing will come, and no one knows what is waiting for them behind.
Like a group of frightened rats, the predators threw out the projectiles in their hands desperately, regardless of whether they were hit by enemies or teammates, they scattered like crazy to escape. And just as they left their positions and fled in a mess, the sharp whistle resounded through the forest in an instant.
Figures jumped out of the trenches and foxholes impatiently, waving the long and short weapons in their hands, and pounced on the fleeing predators like hungry wolves.
"Ullaaa!!"
"Killll!"
"Long live the Shelter!"
"Ola Ola Ola!"
"Awwww!"
The sound of shouting and killing was like a tsunami, and even the order "To fight to the death without retreat" seemed pale and superfluous.
The players who heard the whistle were like wild horses breaking free from the rein, and looking at the fleeing predators, it was as if they saw walking trophies. Thoroughly frightened by the savagery of these blue coats, it was the first time for these predators to see barbarians more savage than themselves.
No.
They are simply not human. They are simply a group of nibblers who can use guns!
"Mom."
"Go away, don't get in my way!"
"I surrender! I surrender, don't kill me!"
"Boss... we can't hold on here anymore, we have to retreat."
"F*ck!"
The brothers beside him fell down one after another, and those who didn't fall also lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead. Bear, who broke out in the northeast direction, quickly found that he was alone.
Carrying 50 kg of heavy armor, he couldn't run fast at all, but stray bullets were flying here, and he didn't dare to throw away the armor and escape, so he had to grit his teeth and retreat while fighting.
Such a large target is too conspicuous on the battlefield.
He got up, and before he could escape a hundred meters, he was locked on by the chasing blue coats as an "Important target" and surrounded him excitedly.
Bear was startled and angry. These blue coats seemed to be not afraid of death at all. They couldn't see any fear in their eyes, and they didn't care about the casualties of their companions at all. Seeing that he raised his hand twice and smashed a head that was leaning towards him, soon two more people poked up with two spears.
The double-barreled shotgun is powerful enough, but there are only two bullets in the chamber, so there is no time to reload at such a short distance.
In desperation, Bear had no choice but to give up the shotgun in his hand and use his breastplate to hold the two spearheads. Then he waved his hand, grabbed it, and easily tore off the two spears like pulling cotton.
"Roar!"
He roared ferociously, trying to intimidate the people surrounding him with his might. If it was an ordinary survivor, he must have been scared silly by him.
But what stood in front of him were not ordinary people, but a group of players who didn't speak common sense. Although he was startled by the sound, it was far more than being too scared to move his legs.
Instead-- More excited?
"F*ck?!"
"This boss is a bit fierce! At least he is a centurion!"
"Come and help someone!"
"Okay! I'm going around, you hold me back!"
Bear was furious. He was humiliated by the attitudes and reactions of these people. He pulled out the long-handled battle ax stuck in his back and slashed continuously, forcing the approaching people back, but these reckless blue coats still leaned forward.
At this time, Bear suddenly sensed a dangerous aura, so he suddenly turned his head to the side, only to see a man with a stern expression standing there.
The buckskin coat was hanging on a tree branch beside it, fluttering in the north wind. The man was wearing an exoskeleton, and a huge long-handled warhammer stood in front of him, with his hands casually stacked on the hammer handle.
There was a hint of provocation in the man's eyes.
As if to say to him—— 'Want to try?'
The corners of the mouth were drawn up coldly, and Bear's angry face was ferocious.
"Hehe, just try it!"
In the duel of power, he has never been afraid of anyone. Even if it is an exoskeleton, it has to lie down in front of his strange power!
Seeing that their own NPC and the predator BOSS met their gazes, which seemed to trigger a key plot, the players also stopped their imminent approach. Since Manager didn't intend to let players like himself get involved, it's better to just sit back and watch the plot.
If you get involved in it blindly and get accidentally injured or killed by the plot, it will be a big loss. Many of them have seen the cannonball-like hammer of Mr. Manager.
"F*ck, Jess is a snob?"
"What Jess snitcher, can that hammer fire? It's obviously Bobby's!"
"What are you talking about, isn't it Brother Hammer of fools?"
"...Go away!"
"..."
Tsk, these weirdos. The atmosphere that has been brewing for you for a long time is in vain.
Never mind. It's irrelevant stuff anyway.
Lucius, who planned to make a quick decision, didn't talk nonsense, directly adjusted the output power of the exoskeleton to the maximum, then adjusted the posture of holding the hammer, and rested his thumb on the button of B mode.
Being fully prepared, Lucius walked towards Bear with steady steps.
Seeing that the person walking towards him was full of flaws, the corner of Bear's mouth split into a cruel arc. Although he don't know where the person in front of him has the confidence to challenge him one-on-one, but he will not let go of this wonderful opportunity.
His intuition told him that as long as he controlled this guy, he would still have a chance to win! His right foot rubbed against the ground, and Bear's legs suddenly exerted force, just like a real brown bear, roaring and rushing towards Lucius.
I have to admit that the armor with full protection looks really oppressive. Especially when charging, like a tank with full horsepower, even the ground trembled faintly.
"Coincidentally."
"Master's hammer, the hammer is a tank breaker!"
B mode——Start up!
The high-pressure nitrogen is compressed into a thin layer, which adheres to the curved armor surface. Lucius took a step forward, swung the hammer and swung it vigorously.
Seeing the hammer coming slowly, a sneer appeared on Bear's face, he raised the battle ax in his hand and swung it away.
He seemed to have seen that clumsy and funny hammer being hit by the tomahawk in his hand like a baseball. However, something that Bear never expected happened.
The moment his battle ax collided with the hammer, as if something had exploded, the blade of the battle ax in his hand spun and flew backwards.
Bear's mouth trembled in pain, and the phalanges hurt as if they were about to split. Holding the empty ax handle, Bear was in a daze, completely unable to understand what happened.
"Goodbye."
Stabilizing the hammer that was swung away by the recoil, Lucius grinned, not giving him a chance to breathe at all, mustering all his strength like a blacksmith, and swung the hammer sideways again.
Dragging the re-gathered nitrogen armor, it slammed into Bear's chest!
Boom--!
In the blink of an eye, there was no time to react, and Bear was directly sent flying by the hammer. The two-meter-high body was like a cannonball, straightly smashing down the thigh-thick pine tree behind him.
"Hmm...cough."
A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and countless bones were broken in his body. Bear's eyes widened, staring at his chest in disbelief.
He saw that the thumb-thick steel plate, the curved surface that was originally protruding outwards, was cracked and dented inwards by the force! Even the keel that fixed the armor lining was broken!
What is it? That power definitely does not belong to humans!
No, this is definitely not caused by pure strength! Seeing the man walking towards him with a hammer, Bear's eyes showed a rare trace of fear.
Stretching out the hand that was almost broken, Bear gritted his teeth, broke off the steel plate that almost broke his ribs, and struggled to stand up from the ground.
Like a beast driven to a desperate situation, his eyes were red, his heavy nose was breathing white mist, and every cell in his body seemed to be trembling.
Suddenly--
When the emotions were condensed to the extreme, Bear felt an unprecedented feeling rushing from his chest to his whole body, penetrating every blood vessel, every inch of bone, every inch of muscle and skin.
The broken ribs seemed to be connected in an instant, the blood in his body was flowing rapidly, and he felt unprecedentedly sober and comfortable. At the same time, thick hair began to grow crazily from his body, gradually crawling all over his body.
The surrounding players exclaimed.
"F*ck, this BOSS is going to evolve?!"
"What the hell is this?!"
"Moldy?!"
Recalling those rumors from hearsay, Bear understood what happened to him in an instant, and then he was ecstatic in his heart, and an ugly and distorted laugh appeared on his face.
"Hahahaha, you all have to—"
Before the word "Death" could be said, the roaring sledgehammer hit the top of his head.
The burst of nitrogen shattered his brain, and pressed the shattered skull into his chest cavity. His back was white and dripping with blood.
Bear's body swayed and softened, and its huge body directly knelt on the ground, slowly tilting to the side.
The players who were watching the plot nearby were dumbfounded when they saw this.
"My god!"
"Our Managers don't talk about common sense at all!"
"Do it without waiting for anyone to transform!"
"Hahaha, I love it, I love it."
"Speaking of which, is this plot over?"
"There must be something wrong with this native, maybe it has something to do with the next expansion pack. Just wait, there must be a follow-up, but it must be gone today, everyone is dead."
Hanging the hammer behind his back, Lucius took out a piece of paper from his pocket, wiped off the "Crumbs" hanging from the exoskeleton and collar, and looked at the corpse on the ground without the slightest pity in his eyes.
"Go to hell and repent."
If you want to blame it, blame yourself for the long swing of your skills. But the dead can't speak, so naturally they won't talk to him.
The surrounding predators were defeated. Especially with the death of the leader, the remaining predators who were still stubbornly dropped their weapons one after another and completely gave up resistance.
A total of 82 players participated in the battle, 7 were killed, 3 were seriously injured, and 11 were slightly injured.
A total of 56 predators participated in the battle, of which 27 were killed, 10 were seriously injured, and the rest were slightly injured.
All those who were seriously injured or slightly injured were captured. None of these minions escaped under the joint tracking of perception and agility players.
Great victory in this battle! But that being said, this battle is the worst one since the closed beta, and it is also the only one so far where there has been a reduction in personnel.
Although the players were extremely heroic and fearless when they charged, the stubborn resistance of some predators and the stray bullets flying on the battlefield still caused certain casualties to the players.
Especially that "Bear". Of the 7 players who died, 2 were killed by him. In addition, he also caused two serious injuries, one of which was cut off with an arm and directly disabled.
In the absence of a way to perform limb replacement surgery, we can only persuade this little player to go offline, save a file of his gene sequence, and then throw his remains into the active substance extractor and return to the furnace to synthesize a new body...
"I don't want it! I don't want an OB! I feel like I can still save it!" Red Face Boxer yelled.
"Okay, okay, Manager has said that he will give you a pension. Your equipment is also stored for free these days, and I will bring it back for you."
"Hey! Don't dare to steal my things."
"I'm that kind of person?!"
Seeing these blue-coated compatriots stunned by bricks and taking off his clothes, the captives who were brought to the brick kiln all showed expressions of fear on their faces.
These guys...
What a devil!
All the corpses, regardless of whether they were the enemy or the enemy, were carried onto the carts and transported to the morgue at the outpost one by one, waiting for the next step of processing. As for the captives, Lucius temporarily detained them in a brick kiln by the river, placed torches around them, and arranged for several players to watch.
Perhaps due to the experience accumulated in the previous team battles, this time the work of cleaning the battlefield went very quickly and smoothly.
Looking at the big man being carried on the stretcher, Lucius thought to himself, maybe just this guy's corpse can produce a whole unit of active substances.
However, compared with the active substances on his body, what Lucius cares more about is what is the hair that suddenly grows on his body?
Is it some kind of special function? For example, when the limit is on the verge of atavism, the phenomenon of atavism occurs, which leads to the increase of all attributes.
Thinking of this, Lucius suddenly felt a chill behind his back.
Thanks to the talent he had unlocked, it was quite normal. If he used a skill, he would have to have hair all over his body. Lucius would rather not have this skill.
Apart from leaving some players to clean the battlefield, rescue the wounded, and guard the prisoners of war, Lucius summoned twenty elites who still have combat effectiveness, and they lectured.
"The main force of the enemy has been wiped out by us! There are only old, weak, sick and disabled people left at home, as well as those poor people who were caught by them."
"Go ahead!"
"It's time to end this war!"
