Chapter 529: Dawn emerges (middle)

The fallen angel is really strong!

Before the skeleton magic weapon armor was not blessed, the close attack ability of the angel-type troops was among the top nine clans, and the only thing that could compete with was Bemon. After the skeleton magic weapon armor was blessed, the Fallen Angel completely became a killing machine with super high mobility!

But the killing machine is not omnipotent. It also has creatures that it fears, the 5th-level army of the swamp clan - the barbarian bull!

That's right, it's the Man Bull! Since Man Bull is a 5th-level army, their output is extremely high. Even ordinary swamp players can easily accumulate thousands of units of Man Bull. Once they are targeted by this terrifying "high-level killer", even the fallen angel will die in an instant.

If the Black Knight is the soul army of the ghost clan, then the mangul is just holding up a banner for the entire swamp clan! The staring of the god of death will make all high-level soldiers frightened! Even the 13th-level holy dragon is no exception!

Zhang Mu's previous ice age only killed 1/3 of the opponent's melee troops in seconds, so there are many barbarian bulls, golden barbarian bulls, etc. Looking at the number of more than a dozen teams of barbarian bulls ranging from 1,000 to 3,000, even Zhang Mu couldn't help frowning.

Let the fallen angel attack forcibly at the risk of being stared to death? No, this is obviously not his style.

After drinking a bottle of extremely precious fire dragon magic potion, the fallen angel relied on his excellent maneuverability to fly backward at the fastest speed and attacked the shooters.

Even within the range of the straight arrow, the shooter group cannot cause any fatal damage to the fallen angels. Firstly, the level difference between the two sides is too large, and secondly, Meng Gangban's defense ability is too strong. Even if it is not included in the defense circles supported by the 3-star team, the level 38 Meng Gangban is enough for them to drink a pot, reducing the damage by more than 140%.

To explain in the simplest terms, the attack power of the shooter cannot break the defense of the fallen angel. Even the sharp shooter of thousands of units can only shoot 1 to 2 units of the fallen angel in each stroke. This small loss can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket for the fallen angel of more than 1,200 units of the fallen angel, and is not worth mentioning.

It seemed as if a firecracker fell into a chicken coop, and the group of archers exploded.

Watching his membership slowly being eaten by the other party's team of fallen angels, Emperor Sakura turned blue and her right hand kept trembling.

"Give up this brigade... let all the people nearby gather... form a team of thousands of people to intercept the twelve-winged angels!" Emperor Sakura gave the order decisively.

Hearing the president's order, a little leader said: "President, this battle may not be lost. Their boss troops have not been summoned yet!"

"Boss troops..." Emperor Sakura seemed to see a ray of light in the darkness, quickly grabbed the microphone and roared: "What are you waiting for! Summon the boss quickly!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

One strange beast-type boss after another appeared on the battlefield. Unfortunately, they were not many, with the largest number of only 1,200 units.

Zhang Mu narrowed his eyes and groaned: "The boss troops have finally come out, but there is only such a small number... what's the use? The ones behind him are really dead..." Zhang Mu looked back and saw that the melee troops who had blessed the movement speed were semicircular, blocking the retreat of the fallen angels.

This was also under Zhang Mu's calculations. He immediately stopped hesitating and used blood-sucking and thunder attacks from all directions to restore the number of fallen angels and flew towards the edge of the battlefield.

"Damn! What kind of angel is this? You can attack and suck blood! This is the hell..." Emperor Sakura finally couldn't help it and cursed.

Since he came into contact with the Invincible Heroes, he has seen perverted players, but he is really the first one who is so perverted like Zhang Mu! The 1,300-unit "Abnormal Angel" has a powerful group attack magic. This combination of troops and magic has completely subverted people's traditional cognition of invincible Heroes.

1v2, 1v3, and even 1v4 will occasionally happen in the game, which is not uncommon. But who can 1vs120 in a battle and still put yourself in an invincible place? If it was before seeing this battle, Emperor Sakura would definitely say: "This is absolutely impossible! This is a fantasy!" But after watching this battle, Emperor Sakura didn't say it, but was already impressed by Zhang Mu in his heart.

"Don't let his angel run away! Fence up!" The captain of the brigade shouted angrily. He also felt that he was blind. 120 people were actually played around by one person. No one would feel good about this matter.

Zhang Mu smiled sinisterly and said, "Okay, surround me... I'm afraid you won't surround you. If you don't surround, how can my Ice Age exert its maximum attack power?"

When Zhang Mu was fighting with the Emperor 120 team, countless players entered the state of watching. These bystanders did not distinguish between nationality or guild, and even some people who had complaints about Chinatown were silently praying in their hearts that Zhang Mu would fight a war myth!

This is a 1vs120 battle!

Who can win?

No one knew that everyone held their breath, they wanted to see what kind of magic weapon was hidden in Zhang Mu that could save him from danger.

"Twelve are so fierce..." Mythical wounds were a little demented like other players watching the game.

My mouth just moved slightly, but found that there was no language to describe his mood at this moment. Zhang Mu's strength was completely beyond his imagination.

"Huangquan...have you seen it?" A Mu said blankly.

Huang Quan said silently: "Yeah, I saw it."

"If I were asked to fight him one-on-one, I would lose to him 100%. Amu pressed his temple hard, and he was really distressed. Before he met Zhang Mu, he had a lot of confidence to win, but as the two of them got together for a longer time, Amu discovered that Zhang Mu's treasures were emerging one after another, which was dazzling. At this moment, he got 1,300 units of "weird angels" from somewhere. Not to mention being alone, even if he was the other core members of the studio, he might not be able to win... The magic "Ice Age" and the consumable "Fire Dragon Potion" were an unsolvable problem.

Huang Quan paused and said, "The Twelve-Winged Angels' individual combat ability is invincible in the world. I must admit this, but Amu... you have to face Chinatown instead of the Twelve-Winged Angels, so... we are very sure to win."

"Is it possible to win or not... let's talk about it later." Amu ***'s palm and smiled: "I only know that my hands are itchy now..."

"So too." The virus and the plague were grinning, they were all militants.

In the battlefield—

"Come on! I see how you abuse Chinatown!" Amid Zhang Mu's roar, the fallen angel kept waving the Dark Judgment Cross Sword, and the surrounding corpses were piled up as high as a hill!

The Earth Center Magic lost the effect of magical immunity a few minutes ago, and various debuffs and damage magic floated on the head of the fallen angel one after another, without stopping for a moment.

Is this still a fucking player? It’s much easier to fight bosses than this!

The players participating in this battle were shocked, and the players watching this battle were also shocked.

The 10th-level Fallen Angel only lost 20 units even if he suffered high-damage single-body magic like the Titan Thunder. It is conceivable how tough the body of the Fallen Angel is.

‘Good opportunity! Ice Age!’ Zhang Mu snapped his fingers, and with a touch of his right hand, the wonder of ice and snow appeared again.

Hiss ~!

The sound of air pumping sounded in Internet cafes, residences and studios around the world.

It was the Ice Age again! How many times could he use such magic?!

After this successful implementation of the Ice Age, there are not many melee troops still having combat effectiveness on the field. Anyone with discerning eyes can see that this 120-person team is at the end of their strength.

Emperor Sakura felt his throat dry, and a stream of air conditioning spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body, and his hands were shaking even harder.

A few minutes later—

"Puff!" The blood on the sharpshooter's chest surged out several meters like a fountain, and the poor army finally fell down.

At the same time, the Dark Judgment Cross Sword in the hands of the Fallen Angel turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared into the air, and the pair of black wings gently gathered together.

There are no enemies on the field to kill, so what's the use of asking for a sword?

This is a perfect victory!

"Perfect victory!" Zhang Mu's heart was boiling!

Everyone's hearts were boiling with him. Zhang Mu really completed this incredible battlefield myth, 1vs120! He could actually win perfectly!

This is definitely the most glorious and dazzling victory in heroic history!

Looking at the reputation popping up on the screen, Zhang Mu couldn't smile bitterly. This was much faster than killing monsters, and it increased its reputation by more than 60,000 at once...

‘Plop’

Emperor Sakura sat on the chair with her eyes dull, "This twelve wings... are too strong..."

A row of white words that were struck by Zhang Mu appeared in public.

"The good show has just begun now. ***, South Korea, and all of you guilds that have killed Chinese players, you have shown it clearly to me... From this moment on, I will let you know what a nightmare is, and you will lose the right to have a level 9 army forever!"

Arrogant!

Unlimited arrogance!

But Zhang Mu is indeed qualified to be arrogant!

"Twelve-winged Angel... Don't be too arrogant! You are very capable and can kill 120 people, but can you kill 1,200 people?" Emperor Sakura angrily typing on the keyboard. The thousand-*** troops he led were getting closer and closer to Zhang Mu.

"If there was only the boss, it would be a bit difficult, but we still have them."

"And me!"

"So too!"

"And me!"

Tens of thousands of Chinatown members surrounded them from all directions like ants, forming an extremely huge vortex on the large map of the Nine Clan War Zone. It was like the rising tide of the river, with a huge momentum, which made the members of the Korean Guild lose their courage.

Zhang Mu looked at the faces around him, either fresh or familiar, and said in a silence: "You..."

A member of Chinatown smiled and said, "Boss, reputation is really not important to us at all. What is important is that we can fight side by side with you."

"That's it!" Countless Chinatown members shouted loudly.

I smiled and said, "Did you hear me, boss!"

At this time, Zhang Mu only felt a warm current wandering around his limbs and bones.

Later, Zhang Mu showed a big smile and said slowly: "Then, let's start killing..."

"Hehehehe, start killing... I've been waiting for you for a long time, boss!" Mythshu grinned and smiled.
Chapter completed!