This shocked the chief and dried tofu. Among them, the three of them could also do some reconnaissance work, and rushed forward to find the next group of monsters for the monkeys.

When the dried tofu was first started, he followed behind to help with support, releasing some field control spells to help slow or dizzy monsters, but soon he found that he was a little redundant.

Is it different for the monkey to be slow or dizzy? Anyway, isn’t it just a matter of a stick? If a stick cannot be solved, at most it’s just another stick.

Those little monsters rushing up in groups could not even be close to them under the crazy attack of its tumbling wooden stick and opening and closing... their arms were too short to reach!

It is injured when you rub it, and it is dead when you touch it. This is not a task to eliminate dangerous creatures, but a cruel genocide operation!

The battle scene was so corpses were everywhere and blood was flowing!

Any little monster hit by the tumor stick in its hand could hardly leave the whole body behind, and the death was even more terrifying.

The chief and dried tofu who were following behind were responsible for cleaning the battlefield. These two veteran players who had been through many battles couldn't help but vomit when they were packing up.

Can you imagine how you feel when you use your hands to draw the spoils back and forth in the broken, bloody and fishy corpse? It’s so bloody and so disgusting!

In the end, it is often a monkey that kills the entire group of gray sperm and ground mites, and flees in all directions crying and calling for their parents. It is just a bit troublesome to chase and kill.

But when the monkey also learned the chief's unique skill of throwing items, the poor little monsters could not even escape.

The back of the head, back and butt were all pierced by the murderous weapons thrown by the monkey Xia Jiba... It was obvious that he was just a consumable throwing object selected from the weapons of the little monster, which was used by stone axes, and other wastes. Why can he still produce a headshot effect?

The monkey was originally wearing a leather armor set that was pulled off from the pirate pursuers, but when it found that the chief was attacking the little monsters, it would throw a few picks of stone axes to attack the long-range.

If you hit or not, it doesn’t matter how much damage you can get if you hit. At least you can interfere with the charge speed of the little monster and adjust the rhythm of the enemy.

It actually tried to pick up some inferior stone axes from the little monsters to use. After finding it was very convenient to eliminate the escaped little monsters, it picked up a bunch of them and carried them on it without any hesitation.

In order to bring a few more stone axes as throwing objects, it even robbed the leather leggings of the chief and the flower snake, tied the armed belt and weapon straps on it, and then inserted a pile of stone axes on its body like flower arrangements, making it look like a bouquet of flowers made of stone axes.

How can this not be surprised?

The weight of those stone axes alone would probably weigh dozens of pounds.

But the monkey should rush and kill as if he didn't feel the weight, and did not affect its movement speed and agility of dodging attacks at all.

Moreover, the monkey threw the stone axe and thief Tama was accurate, and it was a perfect example within ten meters!

As long as those little monsters dare to turn around and escape, they will pick up a stone axe and throw it over, either directly hitting the headshot or hitting the back and smashing it to fly!

The chief and the others began to doubt whether the monkey's skill in throwing things was made by smashing fruits in the forest before?

But Hussere, who really threw it around based on his feelings, could only say: Sit down! Sit down! Kiss!

The rough stone axe with damage assessment of 1-2 can still deal 1-54 damage in his hands.

Moreover, with his primate arms and unique bones and muscle structure, he can shoot objects out like slingshots, both in their initial speed and range!

From behind, hitting key parts such as the back of the brain, spine, and back heart, the effect of double damage by "severely hitting" is almost 100%.

Even if the small body of the gray sperm and the ground mites does not die, it will at least be a result of fainting or paralysis. As long as you can't escape, you will just have one more blow.

The most terrifying thing is that the chief and the others found that since the monkey started to massacre, it was like it had opened an infinite physical hang, and it had never stopped to rest!

They followed behind to clean the battlefield, and they were so tired that they felt sore in their backs and had cramps in their legs.

But this monkey always looks full of energy and energy. That feeling... is quite difficult to describe. He has inexplicably felt like he was massacred by a large number of novice villages?

From the sun was in the sky to the setting sun, the chief and the others looked back at the pale orchid blood covered with blood on the wasteland that had been slaughtered all the way. They looked at each other and felt as if they were holding a thick thigh with a little hair?

Under the bloody sunset, the rust-colored soil of the wailing plain also shines with scarlet colors, and many players returned to the Screen Camp from all directions.

But today, players who returned from the wasteland were surprised to find that the area not far from the camp was covered with countless grey sperm and ground mites.

This made the players shocked and suspicious, wondering if there were some high-risk creatures who migrated from the depths of the wasteland to the near-camp and massacred these little monsters. Otherwise, how could so many suddenly die?

You should know that wilderness grey spirit and plain mites, the common small monsters near these two screen camps, can kill a few of them, but it is very troublesome to hunt them specifically.

Because they are small and quick in movements, they are difficult to find them just by drilling into the dense weeds like rabbits. Hunting these little monsters in combat squads is not only inefficient but also inefficient.

But the idea of ​​fighting those hordes of grey sperm mites is very dangerous.

Unless a large group of players organize a sweeping hunt together, you can ensure safety.

So except for newcomers who have just entered Fairvalen, few players are willing to take the initiative to hunt these little monsters that are tasteless and discarded.

Generally, the camp will launch a campaign mission and organize the members of the entire camp to clean up until they gather to a certain scale.

Now that I suddenly discovered that these small monsters died on a large scale, it will inevitably make people suspicious that there were some dangerous creatures appearing near the camp.

Just as the players returning to the camp gathered in groups of three or five to discuss, the figure of the team returning under the sunset attracted the attention of the players.
Chapter completed!