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Thirty-eight Alliance's Counterattack (middle)

"boom!"

The sound of gunfire explosion like thunder opened this time, and it may also be the prelude to the first large-scale alliance and tribe battle in the game.

At the forefront of the league's assault lineup, was a "sharp-eared" night elf spearman. When he saw the petite orc player behind Herkura aiming at him with a strange weapon from a distance, he immediately made a dodge move.[]

As a night elf, he has great confidence in his agility and dodging ability, but despite this, when gunfire sounded, a huge red damage number popped up above his head.

-229 (critical strike) (skew)!

This terrifying damage number scared the confidence just now, and planned to jump some powerful and long spearmen from the tribes.

Next, the elf spearman immediately noticed that his own footsteps were forced to slow down due to the impact of this attack.

Shock Shooting: Fire a powerful bullet to bombard the enemy, causing a certain percentage of attack power to damage plus additional damage, and slowing the enemy's movement speed for several seconds.

"Be careful! That little orc girl is very powerful!"

The elf spearman retracted his initial arrogance and loudly reminded his teammates who arrived later.

"I've seen it...you're too reckless."

The players who arrived later were also snatchers, but this time they were a human girl wearing silver-white shiny armor and tied her hair into a high ponytail.

This girl is born with a striking temperament - this is not only because of the girl's handsome and heroic appearance, nor is it because of the confidence and calmness revealed in the girl's face, but because of the girl's equipment and weapons.

A bright silver armor, the new recruit suit that is probably outdated in terms of equipment level, is casually lifted in Subai's palm, emitting a faint blue light, which is definitely an excellent long-handled weapon.

The category of long-handled weapons exists specifically for the profession of spearmen. Just as only archers can maximize the power of long-handled weapons, only in the hands of spearmen can the terrible penetration and attack power of long-handled weapons be fully utilized.

Obviously, this girl is the kind of person who is born for the profession of spearman.

“That’s right…”

The man who caught up with the two on the other side was a human male swordsman in leather armor. He wore strange-looking glasses on his head, which seemed to be a product of engineering. As for his hands, he held a long sword with two hands that was rarely seen at this stage.

His voice sounded strange, but it is confirmed that he was agreeing with the previous girl's words.

"Hey! You two are too much!"

The elf spearman who was almost immediately left behind several positions complained loudly - he didn't think he would be worse than these two guys. As for the slightly inferior equipment, it was just that the racial talent of the elf race made most players of this race not care much about the number and quality of equipment.

"Don't forget our mission... You rushed up like that just now and you would definitely die."

Finally, the players who arrived this time did not ignore his existence, but chanted hard for a few seconds and threw a small and insignificant holy light onto him.

+160.

This treatment number is so disproportionate to the effort, but at this stage, what ordinary players can do is probably just like this.

"Thank you very much...the kitchen knife."

"It's okay, wolf teeth."

On such a battlefield where death is possible at any time, the human paladin named "Changjian Spirit" and the elf spearman named "Canglang Teeth" stared at each other for a long time, as if there were only two of them in this world.

"Although I know that interrupting you two will probably affect the birth of a great relationship, I also know that if you don't interrupt you two, you will immediately become two corpses."

While saying this, another swordsman was carrying a huge blue-handed wide sword in his hand, running quickly past the two of them, rushing forward to the frontline where the battle with the tribe players had begun.

"Hey! Galen, don't you think these two guys look like us?"

Behind him, wearing a dark armor, holding a spear that grew even more than his burly body. Another spearman chased his companions and did not forget to give them a kind smile.

"Shut up! Jiawen! I don't want to have anything to do with you!"

The big sword man in front of him staggered and almost hit the silver-armored girl holding a spear.

"A little cold light comes first...and then the gun comes out like a dragon!"

The girl seemed to be unaware of what was happening behind her, waving the spear in her hand, and sweeping away easily by several tribal players who were trying to intercept them near Hercula.

At the same time, the swordsman who also held the long sword in both hands quietly launched a charge, and with agility that was completely inconsistent with the swordsman with his two-handed ones, he walked among several undead players, using the sword in his hands to leave countless wounds on the enemy.

Next, when he waved a heavy and huge broadsword, and killed a swordsman Garen who instantly killed a dead dead soul with one jump and a spear that grew even more than another girl's spear, easily and freely poked his two opponents into the battle, the front line maintained by the tribe players almost immediately broke a small hole.

These guys... are so strong!

The kitchen knife spirit and Canglangya, who were determined to participate in the combat plan on this side, stared blankly as the battle situation gradually turned into a one-sided battle situation.

They didn't expect that they were just playing the role of "attracting firepower and trying their best to protect themselves" in the plan, but because of these guys' extraordinary strong combat power, they evolved into the current result.

"What are you waiting for?! We'll go there too!"

"oh oh!"

The two guys who had been stunned for a long time shouted, waving the broken warhammer and spear in their hands and fighting with the tribal players from all directions.

This battle is crucial to them, not only about whether this Nanhai Town can eventually survive the war and plague of the undead, but also about whether humans can continue to gain a foothold on this Hillsbradmacia hill in the future.

"For the Alliance! For Hillsbradmacia!"

They shouted and approached the caster Hercula step by step.

When the big sword man who was in front of the charge slashed Herkura's bone with a fierce sword, this slogan had become four simple words-

"Demacia!"

(The third update~ is probably the last update before it was released. At 12:00 a.m. on August 1, it will be officially launched. Abalone hopes that whether it is a subscription or a D version, it will continue to support us... Also: the resentful parties on the ground, we will resume the update.)
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