Chapter 2123: Desolation at dawn (five-five)

Chapter 2123 annihilation at dawn (fifty-five)
Old Hawthorn suffered almost fatal damage, and its self-protection mechanism was activated. This huge mountain of Warcraft suddenly shrank its head and limbs and shrank it into its harder clamshell!
Just as the tortoise protects its head and limbs from the tortoise shell, the old mountain can do the same. And its shell is not so easy to be destroyed!
"...solution, release!" Albert's body knows that his avatar will be driven to hit the body part of the old mountain and suffered major damage, so he did not hesitate to lift it. The avatar on the battlefield.
Everything suddenly fell into silence.
"Knot, is it over?!" In the fierce vibrations that have been repeated in the past, the cat-and-daughter Mute, who can only squat on the ground, looks far away from the huge scorpion in the indented shell outside Lviv. Asked in trepidation.
"For the time being, it should be considered over." It is also half a squat on the ground to stabilize itself. The frontal of Castro, the vice president of the Hunters Association, also has a cold sweat. He almost always worried about this ruin. Just now, the old mountain ridges were so overwhelming. If they continue to make troubles, they will continue to be like a blast wave like a magnitude 10 earthquake, and it is likely to cause damage to the buildings in the central temple!
"I don't know what tricks the kid used, but he did at least." Castro whispered: "The old mountain was seriously damaged. It is now indented into the shell and wounded. Will not threaten Lviv."
"For the time being... How long is it?" The cat man couldn't help but ask.
"God knows, maybe it's a day, maybe a week, or maybe a year, all depends on the ability of the giant to heal itself." Castro muttered. "But one thing we can be sure of, it must be If you die, if you die directly, you won't have the chance to retreat into the shell. When it comes back from the shell, we must be ready."
"Just like this? Nothing is going on??" Mutter couldn't help but be surprised. After that kind of fierce battle, with countless efforts and great risks, what Albert has done has not achieved anything. It just temporarily blocked the pace of Laoshan’s progress. ? ? Even killing the monster can't be done, just forcing the old mountain to shrink into the shell and recovering the wound, and gain more time for the [big hunting festival]? ?
Are the special g-class Warcraft in the Twilight region all unbelievable and powerful to incredible monsters? ? !
The body of Albert, standing on the roof of the suburbs, breathed a sigh of relief. Despite this, the threat of Laoshan is temporarily lifted.
He looked up and the night was very deep. Is it probably midnight?
From the beginning of the big hunting festival, the most aggressive wave of the World of Warcraft army has basically subsided. There are still a lot of Warcraft left, but Tolbert's blessing, the number of casualties of Warcraft Hunters is suppressed to a minimum. Next, hand it over to other Warcraft hunters to clean up the remaining Warcraft. There should be no problems for the time being.
Rumble and rumble! A series of vigorous blasts in the sky, the dragons and beasts in the air were blown up and wounded. From the high-energy, the technology from which the bomb is projected to that level of high-altitude, it should be [popting master ------ dying Dida] active.
On the other hand, countless arrows flew into the air with turbulent momentum, killing the few remaining dragons that were single. That should be done by [Bow Archer Master ------ Eyes Susanna]. The dragons and beasts have been cleared almost. After all, their "backing", the old mountains have been seriously injured and have to hide and recover. The arrogance of these flying beasts has also been suppressed, and the rest can only be rushed to escape. , hide back and they are located in the nest on the back of the old mountain. And the trap of [Trap Master ------ annihilation of the Caucasus] was launched at this time, and the thick clam shell of the old mountain was swallowed by a sea of ​​fire. The dragons and beasts that were hiding quickly annihilated in the fire, and the dragons and herds that could pose an air threat to Lviv could be said to be completely destroyed!
Although this kind of fire attack did not have any effect on Laoshan Mountain, the hunters were the first to eliminate the threat of the Dragon and the Beast army that came from the old mountain. And the old mountain 鳖... God knows how long it will take to sleep and wake up? Hunters only know that they will one day face up to this huge mountain of Warcraft.
The battle that needs Albert to intervene should be temporarily absent.
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"It’s hard for you." At this time, someone figured past Albert and stood beside the tiger youth.
After seeing it clearly, Albert found that the strong tiger man was [the weapon master ------ Wan Lizhi Kriripov].
Just in Kliepov also helped Albert to draw the attention of the old mountain, so that the young people of the tiger can climb to the head of the old mountain to destroy. It should be said that without the help of the master of weapons, Albert's battle is impossible to succeed, and the tiger youth is still very grateful. And Kriripov doesn't seem to have been injured in the series of slaps in the old mountain. It is still very spiritual and just came from the front line. Kliripov is a special g-level hunter, even in the danger of being extremely dangerous and dangerous, he can save himself almost harmlessly. It’s amazing.
"It is possible to block the level of the old glacier of the old g-level, and the young man has unlimited future." Kriripov came up and praised without reservation. "I almost thought that I had to go through some hard work. Let the big monster stop. Lviv’s damage is also suppressed to the minimum, very good."
"No... I just released a monster to fight against another monster." Albert suddenly blushes and humbly: "In fact, I almost didn't do anything, just look at the two monsters." In the fight."
"Hahahaha!" Krishipov laughed boldly and slammed Albert's shoulder: "What is modest! No matter what kind of power, as long as it can be used, it is your thing!" Stand up to your chest, young man! You have done a great job today that will keep your name in the history of Warcraft Hunter, you have the capital of pride!"
"Is it..." Albert, who is usually very shameless, is the type that is more embarrassed to be embarrassed. His face is so bright and red: "But the big blast was not me. Dry. Look at the scale of the explosion, should the Master Daddara send me a ?"
"It should be." Kriripov shrugged: "The only thing that the guy made can have that kind of blasting power. And it can send the to that height, and it is estimated that it is also the body that the guy designed. Um.. .... Don't mention this first. Should you be tired? Go back and take a break. The battle here is something we can control, don't worry."
"Well, let's leave first ------" Albert is actually quite tired, and can't wait to find a bed and lie down. He reluctantly withdrew from the front line and rushed to the central temple.
It is very labor-intensive to know that he has continuously used a large number of avatars to fight. After the detachment is removed, all kinds of muscle fatigue will return to his body, and the injury suffered by the avatar will be reflected in his body. And he is not only physically tired, but his heart is also tired. He has controlled so many avatars with one heart and one mind, and even has to control the white tigers released by the avatars to fight. The consumption of mental power is very huge. How long has the battle been going on? Should it be at least three hours? The use of the detached Albert consumes nearly ten times more physical and mental power than the average person. It is equivalent to a continuous battle for more than 30 hours in Lviv and the monsters. It is a strange thing not to be exhausted. He now feels that his legs are weak even when he stands, and even the fighting power is almost the same. From all aspects, he is close to the limit. In this state, he can't even do a good fight, and he will only drag others on the battlefield.
All in all, it’s really exhausting. And this is only the first night of the big hunting festival. Does this situation have to last for ten days and ten nights? Even Albert doesn't quite believe that he can do it. It can only be taken one step at a time.
"Hmmm?" From the Central Temple, I saw the returned Albert with a telescope. The cat boy, Mutter, also snorted: "I have to go."
"Wait, little brother? It’s not completely safe now..."
"I won't have anything to do." The cat-man teenager whispered and walked away without looking back.
Although Lviv's battle can be described as chaotic, but the World of Warcraft hunters are really well controlled, the size of the World of Warcraft can be almost non-existent, and occasionally one or two are quickly The hunters who chased it were solved. Mutter walked in the huge stone building like this pyramid, lost several times, and finally returned to himself and Albert's room. When he arrived at the room, he saw that the tiger was so tired that he was asleep in bed.
Sure enough, even the door is not locked, this fool. What if there is Warcraft coming in?
The cat-man teenager sighed and turned back to close the iron door, and blocked the stone used to block the door to block it, so that the secret room with only two of them became a little safer. He walked over and looked at the young tiger people who were asleep. Albert was sleeping like a baby, and didn't care about the bed made of this hard stone, and the harsh environment that even the cold quilt didn't have.
"It will be cold." Mutter sighed and walked over and turned over in the backpack. Fortunately, he expected this to happen before he went out, or he brought a thin blanket and hid it in his backpack. The cat-and-boys put the only blanket on the tiger's youth, then shrank himself on the floor next to the bed and curled up and lay down.
"That's the time. Good night." The cat boy whispered, annihilating the only kerosene lamp in the room.