Comprehensive Network: The Journey of the Lord of War

Chapter 8 Murloc: Who is whose disaster?

Under the blowing of the gentle wind, there are sparkling microwaves on the blue sea, and layers of fine waves gently beat on the beach.

The sun was shining brightly, and the warm sunlight danced on the microwave, as if the endless shuttles were weaving a golden tapestry, and the moist sea breeze caressed the skin of the blue-ridged murlocs, making those lying on the beach rest The murlocs purred comfortably.

In this harmonious scene, several furtive figures quietly walked into the murloc camp.

It is said to be a camp, but it is actually just a simple building composed of a few wooden stakes and a wooden fence, among which are scattered the weapons of the murlocs, most of which are wood or bone sticks. Murloc side.

Occasionally, there would be some rusted metal irons, and they were held tightly in the arms of the murlocs by the strong murlocs, holding them firmly even in their sleep, for fear of being stolen by other murlocs.

Tidecaller-Murloc Priest-Age Yuduo slightly opened his eyelids, looking expressionlessly at the few compatriots who sneaked into the camp.

Murlocs have always been lazy and slippery creatures, and they are well aware of the dispositions of their compatriots. As the priest in this small community, and the only leader who has mastered the power of magic, it often trouble.

Tamade, how can staying with these idiots develop and strengthen the murloc business?When will the great cause of counterattacking the land and unifying this beach be completed?
Aggie, who was sighing in his heart, stared at him, what did he see?
I thought it was just a few kids who sneaked out to find food, but it saw a baby shining like a gem in their hands!
The exquisite shape full of geometric beauty, the shimmering transparent texture, the bright brilliance exuding Yeye in the sun, and the golden liquid in the bottle, there is no doubt that this is baby!
Agger Yuduo cracked the corners of his mouth, and he regained his energy in an instant.

The murloc priest stood up and shouted loudly at the murlocs who were moving strangely: "!"

In its expectation, the compatriots caught by itself will inevitably kneel down and beg for mercy, and then hand over the treasure to the noble tide caller, Mr. Agyuduo.

But what it didn't expect was that the murlocs were taken aback, shouted in horror, then threw the treasure in their hands towards him, and then began to flee to the outside of the camp.

These idiots!

Age Yuduo sneered disdainfully in his heart, these poor guys, seeing the majestic Tidecaller, they can't even care about the baby.

But for the sake of the treasure they handed over, this group of idiots will be spared this time, and they will be fined to dig seaweed on the seabed.

In the excited eyes of Age Yuduo, those babies shining in the sun drew a graceful arc, and then fell to the bottom of its feet.

Age Yuduo, who was about to reach out to pick up the treasure, suddenly had a rapid warning in his heart. The next moment, the fire burst, and the raging flame ignited from the fall.

"Cuck!!!"

Miserable cries resounded throughout the camp, and the explosion sounded like a flare gun for the attack.

The next moment, one after another explosions sounded in the camp, and the flames spread everywhere. The murlocs woke up from their sleep in the pain of the flames, and suddenly found themselves surrounded by flames.

Under the angry and embarrassing gaze of Agger Yuduo, several small goblins swooped down from the sky and dropped bottles one after another. My eyes are tearing apart.

It's the enemy!Enemy attack!

The anger of being fooled and the pain caused by the flames made Aggie scream angrily, waving a rattan-shaped staff in his hand, and the power of the spell flickered in between.

Then the next moment, an arrow shining with cold light came from afar and shot straight into its short body, interrupting the ongoing spellcasting.

Age Yuduo looked in astonishment, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked in astonishment.

a human?How can it be?

But Aggie Yuduo couldn't wait for an answer any longer. The little elf in the air received the signal and smashed the Molotov cocktail in his hand on it, and the hot flame spread instantly, engulfing the poor murloc in the sea of ​​flames...

In the second before losing consciousness, Age Yuduo only saw those strange murlocs rushing in with a sharp harpoon under the leadership of the human being, and they didn't care about the wounded murlocs in the camp. A merciless stab.

Hateful traitor!
The pupils enlarged by anger reflected the brutal evil deeds of human beings. In the mood of grief and indignation, Agyuduo fell down in the flames all over the sky.

……

Qin Zheng put away the bow and arrow in his hand, and watched the blue ridge murlocs who belonged to him happily use the brand-new harpoon he gave them to stab into the body of his own people, and was speechless for a while.

Should I say that the harpoon I bought from the fishing tackle shop is considered to be the best use of everything?
Looking at the murloc camp engulfed in flames, Qin Zheng showed the happy smile of an old farmer when he was harvesting.

This is the first time he has challenged the dungeon of the murloc disaster on a difficult difficulty. Compared with the easy difficulty, the murloc disaster on the difficult difficulty is indeed much more troublesome.

This is not only reflected in the increase in the number of murlocs, but also in the presence of a highly threatening spell unit—the murloc shaman.

Qin Zheng didn't want to use his thin body to experience the power of magic. He had tested it in the lord's space, and even the weakened magic missiles of goblins could leave a lot of marks on the rake. And the magic power released by the boss in the dungeon is definitely much more terrifying than the goblin's magic missile.

So, then don't give the murloc shaman a chance to cast spells!
Those murlocs who turned against them were the best spy work. After all, with the meager brain capacity of the murlocs, it was absolutely unexpected that there would be people of the same race bringing Molotov cocktails to trick them into a sneak attack.

After all, even though Qin Zheng made many Molotov cocktails, in the world where murlocs live, only a few bottles of Molotov cocktails are enough to hire a seasoned warrior to destroy a small murloc tribe. Many times.

Only a master like Qin Zheng, who is backed by a prosperous and materially abundant world and is not short of money, can use Molotov cocktails to attack the Murloc tribe.

This kind of behavior is no longer hitting mosquitoes with anti-aircraft guns, but purely using money to hit people.

(Qin Zheng: I'm rich.)

However, the harvest is indeed gratifying.

In the past few days, Qin Zheng has been repeatedly brushing the dungeons of Murloc's Calamity with simple difficulty. After getting over the initial discomfort, Qin Zheng quickly showed his strong adaptability and concluded a set of simple Effective brushing process.

To put it simply, it is to first let the murlocs fish in troubled waters to attract the attention of the enemy, let the murlocs get confused and get together as much as possible, then let the goblins throw Molotov cocktails from high altitude, and then let the [-] blue crucian carps lead the panicked The murlocs fled in all directions, and they themselves took the harpoon behind them and killed the fish that slipped through the net.

In this process, there is no need to use the big killer of unconscionable cannon. As long as you master the nature of the murlocs and let the murlocs under your command lead them to escape, then the panicked murlocs will not think about other things at all, just They will flee everywhere under the leadership of their own compatriots.

At this time, Qin Zheng only needs to raise the harpoon in his hand, stab and pull it out, and a fresh murloc will be gone.

After this period of training, Qin Zheng has been able to treat them as monsters in the game with a deadpan expression, and deprive them of their lives with clean movements.

Qin Zheng doesn't have the mentality of the Holy Mother. In his opinion, killing a murloc who is not of my race doesn't feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, when the sharp harpoon pierces the flesh and blood, the tactile sensation brought by that moment It made him feel a little excited, a forbidden experience he hadn't touched in decades of mediocre life.

Of course, Qin Zheng felt that his state of mind was fine, and he hadn't awakened any strange perverted hobbies.

In other words, in Qin Zheng's view, these lively murlocs are all walking experience packs, so cute.

After the murlocs killed the fish that slipped through the net one by one, Qin Zheng opened his panel contentedly, looking at the accumulated experience and comprehensive network coins, with a smile of joy from the bottom of his heart on his face.

"It's time for a wave of improvement."

(End of this chapter)