33.Dry it!

"Damn it! World boss!"

"What kind of European luck is Demacia? Hasn't he always been unlucky?"

"The rewards are so rich, the exclusive title of 'Goblin Killer'! There are 3 perfect resurrections, a large number of experience points and contributions!"

"I'm still a few hundred experiences away from level 11."

"So too! So is me!"

The players were immediately as if they were injected with chicken blood, each of them was like a wolf or a tiger, and their eyes were shiny.

In online games, the elite monster missions such as the world boss that do the entire server have always been a business that is stable and has a high cost performance.

"Huh? Why did Demacia run farther and farther with her boss..."

At this time, someone found that the red dots on the minimap were moving in a strange direction.

"I'm going, can't I be so scared that I'm so scared, right?"

"It may also be because I want to protect the teleportation array..."

Suddenly, it seemed that I realized something, and someone's expression changed slightly:

"No, he must kneel alone. If he dies and the boss gets out of the battle, the mission will be ruined if he doesn't do it well."

"Damn it, it's really possible!"

"It makes sense! Let's go there quickly!"

"Go for a walk! Go and have the boss in the world!"

The players analyzed the situation in a few words and decided to set off immediately, for fear that the boss would run away.

"Let's go! Go and go! Go and the boss in the world!"

"Everyone replace with wooden knife and wooden staff! There is a damage bonus for the mission prompt!"

"Wait, notify the group of people in the camp and ask them to quickly take over all the tasks and take advantage of the world boss experience. This is the first world boss!"

For a moment, the entire player army started to operate like a huge machine. Nearly a hundred elves carried the captured scimitars and bows behind them, replaced them with their initial weapons, and rushed towards the direction of the red dots of the small map in a mighty manner.

After countless battles, they had little experience. When they acted at this moment, they felt a little bit of awesome.

At the same time, countless camp players who received the news couriers and rushed from the teleportation array excitedly... They took on the mission one after another, intending to get a share of the damage, and were all very excited.

For a moment, three hundred chosen ones actually moved in full swing!

Barsaka, who was observing in secret, looked at the group of chosen people who suddenly seemed to be crazy, and was completely confused.

"Mother Goddess is above them, what happened to them?"

"The Goblin priest appeared, and he was also a powerful Goblin priest who enslaved countless souls of the dead. I informed them of this."

Looking at the players who were like chicken blood, Eve felt a little relieved, so she explained in Barcelona's mind.

The Goblin Priest who enslaved the souls of the elves?

Hearing this sentence, Barcelona suddenly became angry.

The evil and fallen goblin is the greatest insult to the Mother Goddess!

He wished he could fly over immediately and slap this bold guy to death!

However, when thinking of the one behind Goblin, he had to suppress his thoughts.

No... I can't destroy the plan under the Mother Goddess...

Huh? No...

etc……

Suddenly, Barcelona's mind turned around. He stood up from the woods, looked at the players running in a certain direction incredibly, and said in shock:

"Master Mother God...you...you mean, are these chosen people going to kill the Goblin priests?"

The Goblin priest who can enslave the souls of the elves, even if Barsaka does not see the other party, he can guess that the other party's strength is definitely not weak.

At least, this is definitely a challenge for the Chosen.

They are not believers of the Mother Goddess, but when the majesty of the Mother God is challenged, the chosen ones did not hesitate and took the initiative to attack and forge ahead!

Listening to the players' slogan "Run! For the Elf! For the Goddess!" from afar...

At this moment, Barcelona was actually a little moved.

The Mother God is above. Although these chosen people are cunning and greedy, they also have such a moment of being so sincere and reliable, and not afraid of difficulties and protecting the Mother God...

Lord Mother Goddess, your choice is really far-sighted!

Thinking of his previous prejudice against the Chosen, Barsaka felt that he might have known them again.

Not only that, when Barcelona saw the player's red eyes and the slightly distorted expression, their eyes changed again.

It seemed as if... what they were greeting was not a fierce battle, but a carnival!

Even if they are not real warriors, they are real warriors!

Thinking of the various battles of the previous Chosen Ones, Barsaka couldn't help but sigh:

"Mother Goddess is above, your wisdom and vision make me ashamed..."

"The enthusiasm of these chosen people for fighting is surprising, far from the ordinary elves... This is also the quality that the elves that advocate peace lacks on the road to rise..."

"My Goddess, you are right. I think one day, they will lead the elves to rise and stand on the Seges continent again!"

...

Inside the dense forest.

Demacia was shocked when she looked at the system prompts in her vision.

"The world's boss..."

He twisted his face and murmured:

"Am I considered good luck or bad luck?"

Looking back at the undead that was getting closer and closer behind him, Demacia was in a bad mood.

"I'll go, do you want to chase me so tightly..."

He took a deep breath and accelerated again.

"Since it's the world boss, let's go around the circle. Brother Mu and the others will definitely come here after receiving the system message. I can't die before this. If I get out of the battle, the boss will return and fail if I can't get the task."

Demacia changed her attention to attracting monsters and committing suicide.

When the new goal is certain, he changes direction and starts to circle.

Gulu was surrounded by the undead, sitting on the shoulders of a tall skeleton, following Demacia tightly.

"Haha...want to delay time?"

Looking at the sweaty elf, its eyes were filled with sarcasm:

"Or, are you waiting for your companions?"

By now, Gulu is 100% sure that there is definitely something hidden behind this elf.

However, with the necro spell, it is never afraid of fighting more with less.

Although its undead has no wisdom, it is numerous and has no pain. It does not know what death and fear are. It is a fearless weapon for fighting in groups!

And it didn't think the other party was really strong, otherwise it would have come to the door long ago.

"This is an opportunity. I want to see who is messing around behind me... Haha, there is actually elves involved. If I can't do it well, I can catch some big fish this time."

It intends to take the opportunity to force the other party out...

As he continued to run, Demacia's physical strength was also decreasing rapidly.

Although he turned off his fatigue, this physical burnout buff still made his ability to move worse and worse.

Finally, he seemed to be unable to run and gradually stopped.

"Can't run anymore?"

Gulu jumped off the undead's shoulder and watched Demacia sneer.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen level 10 undead rushed forward and surrounded Demacia.

Demacia turned his head, and he was gasping and rubbing the sweat on his head, but his expression was not nervous or despair.

Gulu's eyes flashed with surprise:

"You're not afraid?"

Demacia looked at the goblin priest dressed in front of her, and suddenly smiled slightly, revealing her white teeth:

"What are you afraid of?"

He spat and spat:

"My reinforcements have arrived!"

As soon as he finished speaking, excited shouts suddenly rang out around him:

"It's the world boss! It's the world boss!"

"Kill! Don't let it run away!"

"For the Elves! For His Highness Eve!"

"Down with the Goblin!!"

“Do it!!!”
Chapter completed!