() Everyone present heard Wang Hu's words and all swear words. Since the screeners came from different countries, various short "national swear words" filled the entire teleportation point.

It's too dark, why is this guy so embarrassed to call out this high price! 244 gold coins, according to the current exchange rate in the space, this is a real two thousand overclocking points. This is equivalent to a reward of one b+ task or two c+ tasks. One stone caused a thousand waves, and all the screeners were indignant. Some even clamored to grab the Alkaz Crucible when Wang Hu was not paying attention.

Edmund, whose face was sucked to death, was finally dragged back by the Christian Ascetics. He giggled a few times and said in his very unique tone, "This guy was so lard that he actually spoke loudly. Don't listen to him. While Katerina was unconscious, we will kill this guy! Everyone in the grey on the Alkaz cauldron has a share!"

Edmund was already in a state of madness at this time. Not only was the "leader" of a team beaten like this, but he also broke a dark gold wand into two pieces. The sound of the broken wand almost made Edmund faint with pain. The other party did not even have a top-grade weapon. This was the first time Edmund was slapped in the face so miserable. How could he bear the great humiliation in this strange shame?

Edmund's scream seemed to pour a scoop of hot oil into the hot iron pot, and the crowd suddenly burst into a buzzing sound. There were only three teams that could enter the ruins of Sorison Castle, and the three leaders and Brother Xiaosha were the ones who spoke with great importance. Edmund's words immediately made the people of the Christian Ascetic Group draw out their weapons, and brushed seven or eight knight swords at Wang Hu and his pistol.

The tense atmosphere affected everyone, and the other two teams immediately pulled out their weapons and prepared to try it out. If they could grab the Alkaz Crucible, they might not be able to do the same as that guy. What is the most important thing in the overclocking world is not family and friendship, but vested interests!

Wang Hu sneered a few times. These teams were large but not necessarily united. After he had mixed up the high and low, the Christian Ascension Group was very quick, indicating that the organization of these guys was quite strict. If there was not a legion commander who liked to take risks alone, they would not have been taught a lesson.

These guys in gray se and ascetic robes were silent like zombies crawling out of the grave. Except for the necessary equipment, most of the people were barefoot and drifting like ghosts ten centimeters in the air.

When they drew their swords, the raised robes were covered with scars of self-whipping, and some even showed their bones.

It was indeed an ascetic group. In the early Christianity period, ascetics flourished in Palestine, Syria, Egypt and other places. In modern society, these ascetics who used their own whip and temper and jing God almost disappeared, and were destroyed in the long river of history.

But in the overclocking world, these screeners who like to be self-abused and abuse indicate their career positioning.

They are cursed warriors. They have lost their soul and consciousness by contracting with the devil - the berserkers! The pain on them is the source of their strength. They can maintain themselves in the flat ri, and once they are stimulated by the outside world, they will turn into a killing machine.

Killing makes these people lose their self-awareness and thinking feelings, and they cannot feel pain or fear at all.

Meeting this kind of professional positioning screeners, and it is a large group, is enough to give anyone a headache.

Polar bears are different. Although they clamored for a few times, some people slapped their weapons on their shields and made a "bang bang" sound. They roared from their chests as if they were groups of wild beasts in the wilderness. Everyone was full of fighting spirit. Some of them changed drastically with the roar.

The sound of the bones exploding incessantly. The fingers instantly turned into claws as sharp as beasts, and even the joints of the body began to deform, becoming as thick as beasts, and were more conducive to attack. The changes in the appearance of the body made the group of screeners abandon the state of walking upright and moved the center of gravity down and crawled on the ground.

The remaining screeners stepped on their companions' bodies and became like cavalrymen.

This situation has caused their combat power to undergo a qualitative change. This is not 1+1=2, but 1+1>2.

Although their reaction was the most intense, like a domestic dog trapped in the chain, the group of people did not dare to make any moves without Molotov's orders and could only roar like a threat.

The one who reacted the most speechless was the Eagle of Baitou Mountain.

A dazzling formation change, Tank quickly pushed his shield forward, and smashed the shield in his hand hard to the ground with a bang. Several long spears poked out from the gap in the shield. The magician in the team quickly released the magic shield and put a layer of purple light film on everyone, which could absorb at least 15% of the damage.

Kim Jung-hwan was a little proud. He squeezed a smirk out of the corner of his mouth, and said, "Brother Xiaosha, how do you think of my team?" After waiting for a long time, no one answered. Kim Jung-hwan turned his head and saw that behind him had been empty.

His formation is quite particular, with layered firepower arrangements to ensure that the enemy loses a large amount of HP health when they do not rush to his team. This not only ensures defense but also facilitates attacks!

Wang Hu sneered at this arrangement. What is this? The turtle flow defensive posture? Even if it can counterattack, it will be a thorny turtle at most. He couldn't imagine what the consequences would have if the Baitou Mountain Eagle met a team holding a large caliber artillery. I'm afraid this Baitou Mountain Eagle would turn into a Baitou Mountain roast chicken.

This is not Wuwang’s imagination. In the previous siege, there were clearly people using large-caliber rpg!

Wang Hu is still very familiar with domestic products!

What is even more ridiculous is that the powerful screeners of the Baitou Mountain Eagle team did not stand on the front line, but were all gathered by Kim Jung-hwan. This guy looked like he ran away if he couldn't beat him, which made the entire team feel like he was having chicken plague, and even the noise was weak, and he felt like he was dealing with the situation.

It seemed as if we were telling everyone that we were screaming a few times and then we were ready to go back and take a shower and go to bed.

The teams had thirty or forty people in total, and the messy sounds kept echoing in the ruins of Sorison Castle. A green bird seemed to have heard something, flapping its wings and flew over from a distance. It circled over the heads of the crowd for several times, took all the scenes into its eyes, and then whirled a few times and flew away again.

The appearance of this little bird did not attract anyone's attention, it was just a bird.

Only a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Wang Hu's mouth. He stared at the bird flying farther and farther away. Suddenly, he burst into laughter. He died in a broken military uniform. He exposed the skin of wheat. The bulging muscles made his figure look extremely beautiful, and it seemed that there was a kind of erect vitality flowing in Wang Hu's body. Those solid muscles, like iron ingots, could burst out with powerful power at any time.

Wang Hu moved his arms, his bones made crackling sounds like beans, and sweat made his skin wet. The rolling flames rolled upside down at the top of the abyss, which made his body look unconscious.

"What?" Wang Hu took a step and said to everyone, "Do you have more people?"

After saying that, he pulled out the reflex sword from his personal space and held out the blood flag with one hand. The sharp blade immediately began to condense large pieces of cold ice, and the black flag of the blood flag flew automatically without wind.

"you?"

"you?"

"you?"

"Or you?"

Wang Hu's fingers pointed Molotov Edmund, Kim Jung-hwan and Xiaosha Brother one by one, and repeated it again, "Do you have more people?"

Although the two sides were twenty meters apart, Edmund still felt Wang Hu's fingers poking his nose in the air. He was so angry that he scolded in a hoarse voice, "We are more people than us! How about it? Crushing you to death is like crushing a bed bug!"

Kim Jung-hwan turned around, and Brother Xiaosha seemed to have become someone else and was hiding in the crowd. He didn't dare to talk nonsense. He had to pretend to be enthusiastic and advised. "Please hand over the Alkaz cauldron, you see you have completed the task. Why not get along with us? We just need a little ashes."

"Boy, I have never seen someone as arrogant as you, and I don't know what capital you have. Even if you can survive this historical plot, you have to consider how to get along in the server space in the future. We don't have three or five friends, and if we are angry, you will be unable to move on the server in the future!"

The three men took turns to fight, using both soft and hard. In fact, relying on the large number of people and powerful forces, Wang Hu was forced to hand over the Arkaz Crucible.

How could Wang Hu be scared by them? He seemed to have encountered something ridiculous. He covered his eight-pack abdomen and laughed so much that his stomach was hurt by laughing. "There are so many people? There are many words on the Internet! You dare to scare me," Wang Hu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and shouted to the ruins behind him, "Slan!"

The sound of thunder seemed to explode, and it kept echoing over Sorison Castle. Molotov was suddenly shocked. He shrugged his nose and sniffed it carefully in the air. He could only smell the faint dust and the dry earthy smell. The air flow here was irregular and he could not detect any abnormality.

Kim Jung-hwan looked around suspiciously. An archer under his command pulled the bowstring and pulled a white-light arrow feather into the sky. The dim ruins were immediately shrouded in large areas of dazzling white light.

No invisible units!

Kim Jung-hwan breathed a sigh of relief, and the other party had no secret backup plan.

Edmund changed into a silver-level magic wand, muttered, reached out to pull a breeze in the air, put it in his ear and listened carefully, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

At this time, a large number of chaotic footsteps came from afar, with shouting and scolding sounds extremely chaotic. These sounds were mixed with very neat footsteps, and the sounds became louder and louder from far to near!

"Mum!Mum!Mum!" The shaking sound of cowhide boots stomping on the ground made the pistol's face look happy, but it made Kucrek's face turn blue and his body tremble uncontrollably.

ps:********************* The weather has been very hot recently. The house is as hot as a steamer. I can’t sleep every night. I wake up in the morning, just like I just ran three thousand meters. I’m so tired that I can’t wait to fall asleep even when I walk.

Chapter 078: More than people?
Chapter completed!