Chapter 791: Triple cost
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The Mercenary World of Online Games
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- 2021-01-29 03:57:00
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Undead pirates use it well, it is a good move that disgusts others and kills their own patents.
"Isn't the master league formed by Folding Kendricks the goods to attack the dwarven empire's commerce and trade route missions against the city of gold, taking advantage of undead pirates to grab him!" Dawei's idea turned sharply.
The role of the trade route is self-evident. Can it use the undead pirates to plunder the trade route, or is it such a huge camp force of the dwarven empire, how much benefit is the trade route of the iconic commercial city in the game?
Strictly speaking, pirates are pirates, and their combat effectiveness on the sea may be explosive, but they are useless on land. The reason is like a nanny is a nanny, and there is no case where the output can explode. The occupational restrictions are so.
But Hector's undead pirates are unruly. The amphibious waterway is still the type that can be immune to ordinary attack methods, and has the ability to accelerate the march. It is a highly mobile marvel!
"The grand guild wants to borrow the power of the undead pirates, then let them help the undead pirates develop. The stronger the undead pirates are, the better the brother's mission. At that time, we will sign a war treaty with Hector and other things. The goods that come here are split into five or five. It is a long-term purchase and purchase, which can effectively relieve the pressure of the city of gold. "He stroked his chin.
The level is high, and the work of killing and killing can be left to the people below. Why bother to do it yourself, as to whether the business line of the Dwarven Empire will be ruined is not his consideration.
Isn't it bad to play it badly, to a certain extent, it means that the city of gold has no worries at all. Of course, if you can play bad, try not to play bad. First of all, if you play bad, there is no endless supply of materials that can be plundered. Secondly, npc has no worries at all, how can players take the opportunity to attack various high-end development themselves.
He smiled wretchedly: "To blame, you can only blame Folding Kendall. You should not take on the task that opposes brother. Everyone is advancing for their own interests. Is it wrong? Who can make a profit and who can laugh at the end , By means. "
The same is true for the salty fish in the North Underworld. You can't give up your interests just because you want to stand against other players. In the words of the bosses, the cake is so big. Some people will lose profits if they make a profit. No one can say anything about eating cakes on their own abilities.
The premise is that the undead pirates are strong enough, otherwise the combat power of three hundred units is compiled, and no matter how strong they are, it is impossible to counter the strength of the dwarven empire, which requires the Grand Guild to execute.
The advice of the technical staff made Boss Wu feel very feasible. After the beauty of Song Mei replied, Da Wei then acted: "Strictly speaking, undead pirates are not my troops, but temporary cooperation with a common purpose. Please ask Undead pirates need to take action and you need to negotiate with npc yourself. "
The technician heard the words: "Then I will inform the Love and Guild and let him advance."
Dawei's old is watching the show, and letting the Love Guild advance. This is the only way for the Great Guild. Failure will definitely fail. Players attack npc, after having the right direction, that is to see how flicker, as the first warrior of Troy, Hector is so good flicker.
Besides, Hector came to the surface with Isaac's mission.
"When they come to ask the situation, I'll follow up with the construction progress of the barracks," he said.
There are npc think tanks to make a plan, no need to worry about, if so many great npcs gather together, the required conditions are almost met, it is uncertain, and the task of the little girlfriend can not be solved by the player.
But how much is a sacred class task, follow up the progress to show respect, in case what happens npc can't figure it out.
"How's the analysis of Bright Armor?" He asked.
Robert said: "I'm analyzing with Ms. Jeanne and Ms. Lucis if there is any way to improve the quality of the armor."
Can it be improved? Is the god-level deputy so godlike? You must know that Joan of Light's light armor was made by Apollo himself, and the materials used were nothing more than a girl's prayer. Xiao Luo actually went further.
He raised his palm and laughed, "It's worth advocating!"
If you can improve a bright armor that is not professional equipment, it will be more perfect. By then, wholesale high-end equipment can make a fortune!
Well, I found another idea of a great guild. He said on the team channel: "npc is analyzing the method of creating the most perfect warframe. It requires not only the girl ’s prayer but also the stone of victory. The purity of the light element. "
Why only stare at one sheep's hair, isn't there several materials with bright properties, you can drag two hairs! Several materials and materials were placed there. This kind of 3,000 units and that kind of 5,000 units were more casual than the girl prayed for.
"Looking at the overall robbery strategy, hahaha." He laughed and was offered another assist by Robert.
The technician who followed the progress of the little girlfriend's account saw the statement on the team's channel. He had the right to decide on small details and replied: "Tell the low-key brother that he can persuade the undead pirate to help us transport, no more material is problem."
The transportation problem is solved, and everything is easy to say. Of course, Dawei will not have an opinion on this, and promised to "give money".
Robert then reported: "But the barracks
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