Chapter 1035 Excited ‘Perfect Bald Head’

Chapter 2350 Excited ‘Perfect Bald’

Hill, looking at the giant screen, was actually smiling happily.

Completely different from Felice who was being protected meticulously below, the Undead were trying to get William into the most intense area of ​​the artillery fire.

In order to let the fierce fireball on the opposite side burn William’s face, a certain Undead in mid-air directly retracted his skills, fell to the ground, and lost a large tube of blood.

In fact, Hill could understand the Undead’s approach.

In their minds, since the dog planner came out, it is impossible not to deal with it.

Anyway, he will definitely not die, and he may even maintain an image of being extremely brave in the war.

Who wants to see this result?

Even if the dog planner can’t die, they can choose to let him go back with a more embarrassed image.

It’s best to turn into a roasted pig under Shar’s eyes.

Only those who understand this approach understand what’s going on, and even William himself will not be dissatisfied with it.

Which planner doesn't give himself a few days of encouragement before entering the game?

But in the eyes of some people, this is probably because the undead don't obey William at all, and only obey the orders of the God of Time and Space.

Although the undead seem to be commanded by William, in the evil world, obeying your orders, disobeying you, and wanting to kill you are not conflicts.

The undead are determined to kill William.

Those who are being hunted by them can be spared for the time being, and they are even willing to be spared for the time being.

But they will never let the dogs go.

This did give the hider enough time to observe the movements of the undead and William. After all, as long as you hide well and are good at throwing your neighbors out to attract artillery fire, it is still easy to survive in the current strange battlefield.

That is, his piercing eyes were so persistent that William almost couldn't help but turn his head to look at him several times... Fortunately, the undead cooperated well, and he could always bend his waist and twist his hips at the critical moment to avoid those flying disasters.

It was this scene that Hill really couldn't bear to watch.

Hill had seen many battlefields of the undead, and there were many that were incredibly chaotic: in the end, who was on the same side with whom, even the undead themselves couldn't remember.

Although they had clear positions with each other, when everyone got together, they could instantly distinguish the enemy and us, but if they really did the kind of task that only one person could win, they could also temporarily team up with people from the enemy family.

After all, you have to eliminate the one with the strongest lethality first!

Moreover, they are the ones who understand each other the most... When fighting to this level, the opponent can predict what type of skills he will use as soon as he raises his claws or rolls his eyes.

There is no need to say much, just a glance can cooperate.

Of course, after killing the one who poses the greatest threat, the next person to be killed is the one who just cooperated.

It is conceivable that the battlefield will become what it is like in the end... After all, when they are flirting with the strong, they are also the ones being targeted.

In fact, this kind of battlefield is relatively rare in Trasil and Toril. It is only occasionally because of a special single resource that there will be group competition, and no big family can claim that they have control, and the time-limited competition is temporarily held by the time and space artifact.

But this kind of thing is really rare. As long as those families do not choose the same territory to compete with each other, the scattered people can only get occasional surprises. Those who have time to call for people are basically controlled by these families.

They are not doing anything to book the venue... But with such a large difference in the number of people and the family commander who is sure to be present, how many scattered people have the capital to rob?

After all, it is not a battle drop, but a resource point.

Therefore, what Hill sees more often is a similar battle in the undead tablet... in the Quinns world where Alice is.

William respected the attributes of the Quinns world. No matter what the undead do there, they can only form a team of 5 people at most.

Outside the team, there are enemies.

But in fact, most of the undead squatting there are lone rangers.

Even if they come from the same family.

The specialty of Quins is still quite valuable, but... there will never be a fixed vein.

Sometimes, even after a flash of light, only a giant gem will appear... but the purity of this gem must be very high.

Even if this gem may be half diamond and half sapphire, it is not necessarily possible to mix such a strange energy!

Hill himself has tried it, and he can't make a gem have several shapes at the same time, not only retaining their own characteristics, but also showing various random mixed attributes.

Therefore, Quins' specialty is this kind of chaotic gem... If it is auctioned in Toril, it will always have a high price.

The undead who dare to sleep in the open air in Quins, where they may fall into the water or be buried alive when they wake up, and dare to look for opportunities outside, are all ruthless people.

Even if he went there to make money, it was ruthless enough.

Actually, after Quince's specialty gradually became famous, it wasn't that there weren't people from other worlds who wanted to make a fortune.

But within a few years, these adventurers disappeared... In addition to the fact that the place was too dangerous for people with only one life, it was also because the undead were determined to fight each other to death.

But every time this kind of battle happens, the undead in other worlds will call their friends to watch the battle on their tablets.

This can be regarded as an alternative arena competition for them, right?

Only those who have fully utilized their professional characteristics dare to participate in the competition.

Compared with the ring competition, that is really exciting... After all, there are only a few types of maps in the ring competition, but the terrain of Quins can always be transformed into a unique style.

Hill actually likes to watch it.

Although he really can't learn that kind of fighting style, it is precisely because he can't do it that he likes to watch it more.

It's similar to the feeling that he used to watch others play competitively and felt that he was also a strong man if his hand speed could be so fast.

But in fact, he knew very well in his heart that typing fast on the keyboard did not necessarily mean that he could react to which skill to use at that time.

Of course, Hill now has a better reason... He can just shoot to death directly, why does he have to jump up and twist left and right to avoid skills?

Just like William on the screen.

The reason why Hill couldn't bear to see it was because William's performance made him speechless... Even if you are not a very strong incarnation, when facing these spells, you can't touch them at all, right?

Hill felt that William was really angry with the undead... Since you want to smear mud on my face, then I will never let you be happy.

Hey~ I hide, I hide again~ I hide~

Although he may be thinking about some scum in his mind, his serious face and a hint of murderous eyes, on the contrary, still look a bit like that.

Although he guessed a little bit that William was going to use the battle in this world to make up for some regrets and deficiencies in his heart.

But his regret... Could it be that he really didn't fight the undead?

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The 'perfect bald head' hiding in the corner poked his head out again.

Then he sighed and hid in a triangular shed that was erected in the broken tiles and ruins.

Although the enemy was fleeing everywhere and looking for a place to hide, there was no one who could get together with him.

He sat down with difficulty, and even used his hands to help his two short legs to align together, barely making a cross-legged posture, holding his small shield with a melancholy face.

Logically, as the patriarch of the Black Rose, he should go out to stop his family members from going crazy.

But now the madness outside seems to be beyond his control.

Rather than letting the people watching the live broadcast outside laugh at him, the patriarch's words that no one listens to, he might as well hide so that no one can find him.

Another thing, William seems to be having a lot of fun... He didn't complain publicly, nor did he call him out on the tablet to control the situation, so why should he bother?

Anyway, he really doesn't want to care.

Huh?

The "perfect bald head" who was beating the drums on his exquisite and beautiful small shield suddenly stopped.

What does that guy who dresses like a little thief, behaves like a thief, is as tall as a tall dwarf, and has a sturdy and flexible body do?

Isn't there only the human race in this world, and the only profession is magic?

Is this a mutant alien or a sudden incident?

‘Perfect Bald’ put the shield on his back, moved his calves away, and then he half-knelt on the ground and crawled forward lightly and slowly.

Although he could also take back the shield, considering that the spells in the sky were all made by his own people, ‘Perfect Bald’ still chose to put a shield on his back a little cowardly.

He definitely didn’t want to be a clan leader who was sent back to the city by his family members!

Although face is not important, it is better to save it if you can avoid losing it.

He kept mumbling in his heart to distract himself... ‘Perfect Bald’ also learned something from the Knights of Justice.

The opponent’s individual combat power may not be as good as his, but he is very good at dealing with specific enemies.

For example, thieves.

‘Perfect Bald’ remembered that the Knight of Justice mentioned very seriously that when you find a thief, if you plan to follow him and catch him in the act, you must not focus your attention on the other party.

Just look at him from the corner of your eye, and you must distract yourself, so as not to alert the other party because of the murderous aura.

Although these things are useless against the undead...Except for guys like 'Xueyunfeng', which undead cares about people following them all the time?

It's not a red name.

But it's quite useful to deal with those thieves who are not guilty of death but really deserve to be beaten among the NPCs.

Although a little tired, the 'perfect bald head' who crawls slowly in the ruins is still very happy: it's finally his turn to play!

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