Chapter 315 Mutation Plague Bomb

"These two little foxes are so much alike." This was the unanimous thought of everyone, if they couldn't pry open their mouths, they could only wait patiently, and let time prove everything.

In the copy at the moment:

"President, what should we do now? Fight or retreat? Attack or defend?" The Confucian scholar in green shirt had already halved his health, so he couldn't help asking anxiously.

"Which one of you has a rope?" Changjian Henge was also watching the surrounding situation during the battle, especially those stone walls, which were uneven. According to her deduction, she should be able to gain a foothold to breathe and temporarily relieve the siege.

But she also knew that it was impossible for these rough brothers to carry such insignificant things as ropes with them, and asking at this time was just nonsense, just the last struggle before dying.

Note: The stone wall below the cave is as smooth as a knife and an axe, and it is impossible to climb. It is only possible to jump three meters, so the strength of the rope must be used.

"No."

"No."

"No."

Several people responded instantly, and their blood volume dropped by one point again in the past few seconds.

"Skinny man, what about you, forget it, it's useless to ask." Changjian Henge regretted asking, and quickly changed his words.

The skinny man blushed and choked out a swear word: I am CNM, since I know you, why are you asking me, are you laughing at me on purpose?

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It's over, it's really over this time.

Hey, garbage dungeon, the sixth wave only reaches 7.5%, how long will it take to clear the level? A little powerlessness could not help but appear in the hearts of several people.

Mom, I want a mother, the scorpions are so scared, the old cow is about to cry.

As the unparalleled tank with the highest blood volume and the strongest tank in the team at the moment, he is very scared and panicked at the moment. The most blood volume means that he will last the longest. When he is left alone, the group of scorpions surrounded The scene is unimaginable.

Hey, this dungeon is really abnormal, it is impossible to play at all. The thoughts of people inside and outside the copy are consistent across time and space.

"I have." Suddenly, a firm voice came from the front of the scorpion group, like a shooting star piercing the darkness, reawakening everyone's hope.

Note: There are countless miscellaneous things in the rainy night backpack, all of which he bought from the Que Jin Short Liang grocery store.

Ding, the player 'Sacred Dragon' has requested a trade, do you agree?

Yes, Changjian Henge was a little dazed, but he quickly reacted to the moment of life and death.

"Xiaoye, are there any special products that are pointed and can cut through stones?"

"have."

"Xiaoye, is there a launcher?" Changjian Henge tried several times with brute force and failed, and could only hope again on the rainy night.

"Auntie, can you see if this works?"

"OK."

"Xiaoye, is there any?"

"have."

The conversation between the two kept echoing in this noisy cave. If you didn't listen carefully, you might think it was the repeater repeating itself; and the players of the Youlong Guild also stopped chasing at this moment, and stood quietly by the side with their heads shaking. The rhythm rotates twice with the dialogue between the two.

The eyes of everyone looking at Yu Ye changed, and they were willing to bow down and cast their eyes on the ground.

Did this kid move a grocery store into his backpack?

Let's just change the name to 'The No. 1 Grocery Owner in the Final Chapter Mainland', no, no, the name 'Sacred Dragon' is also very domineering and cannot be changed at will.

Admire and admire.

They don’t understand Rainy Night. Rainy Night has understood the importance of tools since he was a child. After all, it’s an experience gained through blood and sweat again and again. If there are more things in the backpack, they are afraid that they will not be able to save themselves in an emergency, especially when the capacity of the backpack is expanded to 200+ In the future, rainy nights will be able to collect things without any scruples.

Pfft, the sharp blade was embedded in the mountain as if piercing into tofu, Changjian Henge hurriedly directed the person with the least blood to go up, but perhaps because the penetration into the rock wall was not deep enough, when the third person reached, the rope faintly Traces of peeling off.

what to do? Can only turn to Yuye for help again.

"Xiao Ye, do you still have the rope?"

"have."

"Xiao Ye, do you still have an iron head?"

"have."

Uh, the conversation between these two people left a group of people dumbfounded and filled with curiosity. What do you keep in your backpack on rainy nights?

Especially the thin one: how big is this kid's backpack? Did he save the world in his previous life?

Not long after, Changjian Henge finally made it to the top before her HP was exhausted. She was the second to last, but Yuye was still running below.

Note: Changjian Henge also thought about using instant recovery potions to continue the battle, but in the end reason prevailed over emotion.

The reason why Yu Ye didn't go up was naturally his considerations. One was because the poisonous scorpions were chasing after him and there was no time at all, and the other was because the venom would corrode the rope, so going up would not help at all; For the long term.

If his health is cleared and he returns to Novice Village, what awaits the Youlong Guild will be a devastating blow.

Yu Ye's blood volume slowly decreased, but he made a mistake in positioning and was hit directly by the venom behind him, and his blood volume dropped a lot at once, and he was still a thousand drops away from death. Restraining, suppressing excitement, holding the sickle tightly and rushing straight towards the scorpion.

For some reason, the more dangerous the situation is, the more boiling and excited the rainy night is, the whole body is like being put into a stove, wanting to vent.

Heaven and Earth Sympathetic started to crazily hit the last damage, burn the last light, and turn on the evil mode. A flu raged infinitely and flew out, killing more than ten poisonous scorpions in seconds, but for a group of nearly a hundred scorpions, it was nothing No supplement.

After finishing all the skills in the rainy night, he quietly closed his eyes and prepared to wait for death. However, at the last moment, Xu Shi suddenly had a flash of inspiration and the god of death approached him. : Plague bombs.

This thing was originally for the self-defense of grandparents, but grandparents were reluctant to use it, and finally returned to Yuye's hands.

With a wave of his hand, the entrance of a bottle of instant recovery potion filled the blood volume of Rainy Night. He turned over and jumped up, and slammed the plague bomb on the ground with a thud. In an instant, the black mist spread like the waves of the sea. It filled the entire cave like light.

Gathering but not dispersing, the slightest bit of poisonous mist invaded the body of the poisonous scorpion, causing -400 terrifying damage in an instant. The power of resistance.

Huh? Why did the color of the poisonous fog change to black? Why is the damage done nearly doubled?

Two questions kept turning in Yuye's mind, but he still couldn't find the answer.

At this moment, the key placed in the deepest part of Yuye's backpack and the last box gave off a faint light, but this scene seemed to be sealed, so Yuye couldn't see or touch it.