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Chapter 468 Fixed-point teleportation The second wave of beheading (thanks to Wushang Zhonglin boss)

"How come there are so many damn humans!"

It was like a human being smashed away and flew four or five humans in one breath, but the human beings in front of him seemed to have no end, and one of them rushed up, as if they were not afraid of death.

There were too many people around him. After he didn't seize the opportunity to kill Ye Qing at the beginning, it was even more difficult to find the opportunity later. Well, no matter whether he could kill Ye Qing or not, he only said that now, they have been trapped in the encirclement of the human side, fighting with more and less, and cannon fodder continues to flow out. The elephant man grabbed Ye Qing all the way, which can be said to be destroyed, but he couldn't catch him. He was so angry that he roared and anxious.

Coincidentally, they were discussing the implementation of the beheading plan to kill the totem shaman, and the orc on the opposite side also experimented with the beheading plan at the same time to force him to kill him. What's more coincidental is that both sides implemented the plan at the same time and concealed it from each other, so the elites on both sides were trapped in siege.

Yes, it is difficult for the orcs to catch Ye Qing. The elite human team is now surrounded by orcs who have reacted and are fighting hard to kill, striving to kill one more.

It is impossible to break through, and it is even more impossible to behead the totem shaman. Now the totem shaman with magic patterns on his face has been surrounded by orcs. There are more orcs around than the elite human team. They may not be able to win if they fight head-on.

The beheading plan is to highlight an unexpected surprise. If the first wave of raids fails, it basically means that the mission fails. What is even more coincidental is that both sides fail.

On the human side, the distance between the flash magic is still a little different. The distance between the flash magic is not certain. It is a random value facing forward. As long as the angle is wrong, the flash will be much worse. This is how they are. The direction of the flashing appearance is nearly ten meters away from the target, and the difference between ten meters in the orc crowd is almost destined to be impossible to succeed.

"What a pity, if the position is right, it will be successful this time. The totem shaman itself is not strong, and any elite team member can kill him if he seizes the opportunity."

In the command channel, everyone expected the plan to fail, and sighed very sorry:

"There is no way. There are too many interferences on the chaotic battlefield. It is good to be able to teleport so close. It is demanding to be closer."

"It's a pity that the elite team will die this time."

"It's not too much. The orcs are all trapped here, and the two sides are even."

"It seems that it is difficult to decide the winner today. Get ready and wait until both sides calm down and send a message to the other side to truce!"

Listening to the discussion in the command channel, Ye Qing's eyes turned around and suddenly asked in the channel:

"How many people are left in the elite squad now?"

"There are eight more people."

Someone answered, strangely said:

"What do you ask about this?"

Ye Qing didn't hide it, and said:

"I know group teleportation techniques, and there is a positioning of our people there, which can be accurately teleported to the elite team. Do we want to fight again? They will definitely not think that we will use this trick again."

"this"

No one answered for a moment.

Ye Qing said again:

"Let them rush to the totem shaman, the closer the better. I will take a group of people to teleport over at a designated location."

Someone hesitated:

"Can you really teleport in a fixed location?"

Ye Qing answered decisively:

"Of course, as long as someone is targeting it."

"Okay! You can fight, even if you fail, it's nothing. At most, you'll lose some people. Anyway, it's going to be dark, and this wave of battle will come to a long way."

Everyone is a decisive person. Once they make up their minds, a new group of powerful reincarnationists will be gathered immediately, including Manniu. The previous group did not have the turn, and this group was selected.

He said excitedly:

"Boss, call Anmio here. This guy has a trick to assassinate. We are beheading and need to break out."

He nodded and told others in the command channel that he had found several agility enhancers who were good at assassination. Regardless of whether they could succeed, he would pull up the person first.

The total number of people in the second batch was nearly thirty. This time there was no intention of concealing it. Everyone gathered together. Ye Qing blessed them with a series of gain states in one breath, and then used the last remaining magic power to perform group teleportation. A large amount of silver light built a huge teleportation array under their feet. The silver light surged, and the magic array disappeared. It appeared again in the center of the orc, with the coordinates being the only two remaining elite warriors.

There were only two left in the previous group and were being besieged. Thirty people suddenly rushed out frightened everyone, and that was a mess.

As soon as the Animi teleported over, he used his teammates to hide his figure. The other agile melee battles were like this. The rest shouted and rushed towards the totem shaman and around, creating chaos to create opportunities for them.

As soon as the manniu appeared, he screamed excitedly. He slashed an orc who was teleporting with the people around him, one with an axe, and rushed towards the totem shaman with a shout. He shouted and shouted, and shouted halfway. A large amount of dark red flames surged out of the armor that looked extraordinary, and a demonic shape formed by dark red flames condensed around him. If anyone had been to the Dark World, he would definitely recognize it. This was the form of Azmodan, the King of Original Sin.

The flame demon was controlled by the dark demon. The fire light lit up in his eyes, and two thick pillars of fire were sprayed out on an orc. A large number of dark red flames immediately surged out to surround him and burned him.

At the same time, Manniu raised his double-blade axe in his hand and slashed it down. A large amount of flame spread along his arm to the axe, turning the wheel axe into a burning flame axe, killing the opponent on the spot with one axe.

Before he could be happy, three orcs standing together in the distance lifted their spears and threw them hard. Three short spears instantly crossed the space and shot him, but the flame demon above his head took the initiative to attack, summoned a flame shield to appear in front of Manniu, blocked two short spears, and the remaining one shot him.

For Manniu, ordinary injuries are not called injuries. Instead, the higher the injury, the stronger the combat power is. He just pulls out the short spear inserted into his body and throws it back, without entangling, and continues to rush towards the totem shaman.

There are many people like him, and everyone's target is totem shaman. As long as they can kill the target, everyone will be worth it if they die.

No one on the orcs can attack again. He used the tactics once and could not be used again. The black fog was just a spell that hides its traces. It was impossible to use them again once. The human side had been wary of them for a long time.

The orc sent for the first time is now three people who died. The powerful elephant man threatens the greatest and fastest death. He is bound by three mages with the Aegon black tentacles for a while. Dozens of long-range shooters gather fire and shoot to death in two rounds.

The remaining three orcs could not make any storms, and even if they were allowed to rush to Ye Qing, they could not be killed. They might be killed by counterattacks, and it would take more than ten seconds to be surrounded and killed.

Ye Qing did not pay attention to the remaining orcs. He had been paying attention to the dozens of people who were teleported. There was a bottle of blue potion in his hand and he kept throwing it around. He had just drunk a bottle of mana potion not long ago before the teleportation. The last ten minutes of the potion buffering time had not passed. If he continued to take it, he could not recover even a little mana, so he could only worry.

The buffer interval of the recovery props is one of the main reasons for restricting the saint profession. This is not an obstacle to space, but rather the resistance caused by the drug properties of the drug. Taking the next bottle of the recovery agent, the powerful drug will immediately restore itself, but it will also make the body resist the drug. Taking the drug again will not take effect.

The more powerful the medicine is, the longer the buffer interval. Those potions that can recover tens of thousands of mana at a time are said to be nearly an hour apart, and can only be used once in a battle.

The bottle in his hand can only recover about two thousand mana, ten minutes apart, and now it is about one minute before the last use. What he was anxious about was whether they could hold on for one minute.

In the past, there was no limit to mana in the infinite world. Now, there is no limit to mana support. Suddenly, I feel that I am bound to do anything and can no longer use spells at will. I have to save on using skills.

At this time, as the orcs reacted, a new group of humans began to fall into a disadvantage. The teleportation was very accurate. One of them happened to be teleported to the totem shaman, and the two sides were almost next to each other. Unfortunately, the man happened to be facing the totem shaman when he teleported out. He did not react at first. It was not until his teammates loudly reminded him that it was too late. The orcs next to the totem shaman reacted faster. Five or six weapons were smashed, and the reincarnationist was smashed to death on the spot.

Then, the orcs with preparations surged up one after another, and the totem shaman hid in the protection, and it was difficult for them to break in no matter how they attacked.

The layer of flame demon on Manniu's body had long been broken. Now he has many wounds on his body. The layer of demonic armor on Azmodan's body is indeed quite hard. The attacks of so many orcs have not been broken. Most of the wounds are concentrated in places where the armor cannot protect, especially the head. There are many wounds on his naked forehead. One of them cuts his scalp and almost splits his head in half. The blood gushed out makes his head red, and many flows along the cracks of the armor to his feet.

But he seemed to be unaware of it and roared and fought with the two orcs in front of him.

His fighting style was completely desperate. The frenzy of the barbarian profession made his attack speed extremely fast. He quickly swung the other big axe he took out, blocking the attack of two orcs at the same time.

"What a pity, I'm going to lose a lot!"

The reincarnationist who was closest to the totem shaman failed to seize the opportunity. I wonder how many people sighed.

The tactical opportunities for the first time are fleeting. Once you have a chance, you will not have a second chance when the enemy reacts.

As the orcs surrounded them, the number of humans became smaller and smaller. The agility enhancers hidden in the beheading team could no longer wait. Without anyone else to provide cover, they could not hide their bodies in the orc crowd.
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