C680 Dwarf Army
C680 Dwarf Army
Ding! Sky City Notification: Congratulations player Dongfang Qingyu for killing Primary Dwarf + 1, obtained + 10 Battle Achievement Value, congratulations player!
Ding! Sky City Notification: Congratulations to player Dongfang Qingyu for killing Primary Dwarf, + 1 Battle Achievement Value, Congratulations to player!
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More and more dwarves were killed, and Dongfang Qingyu's Dimensional ring could no longer contain them. Dwarf Apprentice's corpse was replaced with Primary Dwarf's corpse. The more he fought, the more courageous he became.
Ding! System Notification: Congratulations player Dongfang Qingyu's skill 'Corpse Devil Summoning' experience has reached 100%, met the requirements to level up, now leveling up to level 23, congratulations player.
Corpse Devil Summoning: Level 23, number of summons 23.
"Whirlwind Ax!"
"Whirlwind Ax! '"
"'Whirlwind Ax! '"
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A blood-red light streaked across the sky in an arc of death. The Gray Light bloomed, and dwarves fell one after another.
"Ground Strike!"
"Ground Strike! '"
"'Ground Strike! '"
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The ground trembled, and the shock wave swept past their feet. Countless dwarves felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and huge red numbers floated above their heads, mixed with the gray color of death. Large groups of dwarves died. The dwarf army became blank pieces by pieces.
"Corruption Art!"
"Bone Fire Art! '"
"'Curse Of Tarsal Bone! '"
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Ding! System Notification: Congratulations to player Dongfang Qingyu for reaching 100% experience with the Curse Of Tarsal Bone skill. You have met the requirements to level up. Now you have leveled up to level 10. Congratulations to player.
Curse Of Tarsal Bone: Intermediate Magic, level 10. 0.1. Targeted to the bone like maggots, undying and indestructible. Damage + 500 / second. Duration: unlimited. Job Restriction: Dark Magician.
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In Sky City, the smiles on the players' faces gradually disappeared. Most of them were in a hurry. There was worry and seriousness on their faces. As they understood more about dwarves, they felt more and more that they were powerful and terrifying. More and more dwarf tribes were discovered, and everyone felt as if a huge net was gradually forming. It surrounded the entire Sky City and all the regions under its jurisdiction.
There was almost no need to doubt that once the encirclement was formed, the Sky City would face a storm of attacks. Everyone felt a dark cloud pressing down on the city, and a storm was about to arrive.
Independent Player was still alright. He had the idea of having a tall man to support him when the sky fell. The ten major powers were the ones who were truly worried about him when he was doing his own thing. They had their own base and territory. They couldn't do the same as Independent Player. When they encountered danger, they would hide in Sky City. If they did this, it would take them several months of painstaking effort. The territory they had spent countless money and energy to build would go down the drain in an instant.
They couldn't retreat, they couldn't retreat, they couldn't even come up with this idea.
Death God Guild headquarters.
The atmosphere was especially solemn. The smiles on the faces of his friends had disappeared. There was silence. There were a lot less people doing business here. Many shops had already started to move their goods. All of this was because of one piece of news, even though the Death God Guild had given the order to seal it. However, there was no wall in this world that could prevent the wind from blowing. The news was still leaked.
The dwarves' attack on the Sky City was not a flurry of attacks. It was targeted. The dwarves were not as brainless as the players thought.
In fact, the Dwarves were a smart race, or else they would not be able to create those exquisite and powerful weapons. Being hot-tempered and simple-minded did not mean the same thing.
The dwarves set up a tribe in the territory of the ten major forces, and each tribe corresponded to one force. The Horde was what the Dwarves said, and the players were more used to using the word 'headquarters' to describe it. However, the meaning was the same.
The other nine factions of the Ten Great Forces only had one tribe next to them. Only the Death God Guild had two tribes next to them.
After so many days, the players had also found out the information about the Dwarf Tribe. First of all, the number and most important point. 100,000 Dwarves. A tribe would be 100,000 dwarves, and the number of rogue soldiers following them would not be counted.
Dwarf Apprentice was worth fifty thousand, Primary Dwarf was worth forty thousand, Intermediate Dwarf was worth 9,900, High Level Dwarf was worth one hundred. As for whether there were any more advanced dwarves, the thieves couldn't find them. Because they were discovered before they even entered the core area, and all the thieves were dead.
There were players who had measured the strength of the Dwarves and the players, 1: 1. The players were completely defeated. Two to one, the player was completely defeated, three to one. The player was completely defeated. Four to one, the player was still completely defeated. Only five to one had a slight chance of winning, and eight to one had a 30% chance of winning. 10: 1, the chance of winning was 50%. Now that the two tribes were surrounding the Death God Guild, the players came to the conclusion that there was no chance of survival. They were too lazy to even consider their chances of winning.
"The construction of the Dwarf tribe is coming to an end. I estimate that it will be completed in a few days. Once it is completed, it will definitely launch an attack, and we don't have much time left. What do you all think? " Death Scythe's expression was calm. There was no sign of anxiety or worry on his face. He was as calm and collected as always.
"There's an auction tonight. There are a few Top Grade Magic Scrolls. I'll go and take a look." Xiaogui said.
"I have already contacted 128 of the top 1000 experts in City of the Earth and Central City. They have all agreed to help. In the next few days, the number of experts should be able to increase by 200 or even more. It's just that the price might be a little high. " Large Blade Wang Liu said.
"These few days, I've been wandering around Grass Market and all the big shops. I've really found quite a few good things. There were already eight Archery Tower Drawing, although it was far from enough. At least it can relieve some of the pressure. In the next few days, more good things will appear." Yin and Yang Slicing Brush smiled.
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The others spoke one after another, silently preparing for the upcoming battle, full of fighting spirit.
A smile quickly grew on Death Scythe's face. His eyes lit up. His voice was bright as he said, "Before this meeting, I wanted to do some thinking work for everyone. It turns out that my thinking is narrow-minded. With your current state, our odds of winning have increased by another 10%, reaching 50% "
" The city is here, the people are here! " Everyone was surprised and happy. During the meeting the day before yesterday, Death Scythe had said that the odds of winning were only 20%. In just two days, the odds of winning had increased to 50%. In these two days, Death Scythe must have found some incredible power.
"It's not that the city is occupied by people, it's that the people are in the city!" Death Scythe said with a smile. His subordinates were united and united, so the pressure on him was much less.
Dongfang Qingyu, who appeared in the dwarf tribe again, was stunned as he watched the countless dwarf phalanxes rushing into the darkness. They were not patrolling, but were going out to fight.
Each phalanx was 50 meters away from each other, and the sound of footsteps shook the earth. The phalanx of patrolling had turned into an Intermediate Dwarf. Obviously, the dwarves did not intend to give up on this station, and they were only going out to fight a part of it.
Secretly swallowing his saliva, Dongfang Qingyu quietly retreated. He could not touch this tribe for the time being. He could not afford to provoke the First Intermediate Dwarf. One or two could still fight with their lives on the line, but 97. If they did not fight with their lives on the line, then they would lose their lives.