However, Kang Yichen's thoughts were quickly dispelled by Zhao Sheng's frogman bear.
This was because he realized that the frogmen weren't holding the two finger-wide staffs.
Instead, it was an arm-long throwing stick.
"What do you mean?" Kang Yichen suddenly felt that something was wrong.
However, the situation at the scene soon proved this point.
The bear frogmen that were scattered in small groups actually spread out in all directions and surrounded the cave dwellers.
This was a hill with strange rocks. Other than a large number of obstacles, the environment was not complicated.
The frogmen were indeed heavy warriors with slow movements.
However, in such an environment where one could walk.
His speed was not slow!
On the contrary, with the advantage of his physique, he ran quickly and completed the encirclement.
It was as if they were in Zhao Sheng, the God of Winter's divine domain, preparing to encircle and annihilate the deer herd in the white birch forest. Their cooperation was quite tacit.
In just a few minutes, the top of the hill occupied by the cave dwellers was surrounded by them.
"Continue to spread out. Remember to split up when you charge forward!”
"And for Savaslow, we must have the spirit of sacrifice!”
"Believe in the Ancestor God. He will protect our souls!”
Elder Nassau was standing on a strange rock at the bottom of the hill, the cane in his hand raised high.
He looked at the bear-frogmen warriors who were ready.
"Let's go up!"
He pointed his cane at the top of the hill.
This was the signal to launch an attack, and it was also the beginning of the climax of the battle.
Under the watchful eyes of the Ancestor God Savadillon, they were willing to sacrifice themselves and win any competition related to the glory of the Ancestor God.
"For Savatillen! For the Elder God! For the frogmen!" They were shouting and walking.
Everyone was two to three meters apart.
At the same time, he gripped his staff tightly.
As long as it reached the maximum range of 50 meters, it would begin to throw.
At the very least, he had to let the Spell Casters who could throw spells at him at any time know that the frogmen had countermeasures!
" These throwing sticks might be the key to disrupting the battle and winning the battle easily!”
Zhao Sheng, who was floating in the air, thought the same.
Mages in this world had spell slots.
But it wasn't just about spell slots. There was also the use of mana and casting materials, as well as the casting of spells.
According to the records of the Origin World, the use of spell slots was actually the divinity of the great Divine Power known as the Goddess of Magic in the outer domain. With the use of science fiction technology and the network, a special magic network was formed. It had long become a common and popular thing in the Origin World.
For example, the God Domain login device, God Domain call, mobile navigation, and other functions came from this.
Even some local area network operators or debuggers.
He had the divine title and divinity of the magic net.
Therefore, at this point, spell slots were mostly recorded in advance, and could be instantly cast at critical moments.
If the spell slots were ineffective, they could only rely on the surrounding energy to cast spells, just like the most traditional mages, chanting and using casting materials and mana to operate. It was quite difficult and primitive, which led to low-level high school students rarely using it.
"After using up all the spell slots, those cave dwellers are like little chicks waiting to be fed!”
At that time, he would only become a fish waiting to be slaughtered in the hands of the frogmen!
"Boom!""Boom!"
However, just as Zhao Sheng was deep in thought, an intense explosion sounded on the battlefield.
It was the transformation of a cave dweller whose living space had been suppressed.
After transforming into a Devil Warlock, he cast the Fireball Spell!
"Sacrifice the souls of these heretics!”The eyes of the cave dwellers released a black light.
His entire body was covered in a thin layer of black smoke, making him look extremely evil.
But this was the Devil's Pact's performance.
It also gave these cave dwellers the powerful strength to become Spell Casters and the foundation to cast Fireball!
"Don't stop, move forward in batches, hurry!”
Elder Nassau was still urging the Bearfrogmen on the left and right.
His running speed was also increasing. He gripped the cane in his hand tightly and used it as a walking stick as he strode forward.
"Boom!""Boom!""Boom!"
At the same time, he ordered the 200 frogmen to charge towards the top of the hill.
They all knew that as long as they went up the hill, they would win.
However, it was the process of rushing to the top of the hill.
It was extremely difficult!
Fireballs shot out from the top of the hill, from the hands of the dark, smoky Devil Warlocks.
The shooting speed wasn't fast, but when it came from fifty to sixty meters away, even if it didn't hit the Bearfrogmen directly, it would explode in the air or hit a strange rock. Countless hot sparks flew in all directions, sweeping up waves of heat.
As a result, the frogmen in or around the heatwave were burned by the high temperature, and their bodies were on fire!
"Charge! For Savaslow!" However, these frogmen continued to roar and endure the pain as they walked forward.
He wanted to use his physical body to push closer to the top of the hill.
He let his companions behind him.
He could charge up!
"For Savaslow!" The other frogmen didn't waste the time and distance they had gained.
Even though they were wearing heavy armor, they did their best to rush to the top of the hill in batches.
He also threw the baton in his hand forward as he charged forward.
"Whoosh!""Whoosh!""Whoosh!"
Even though they weren't very accurate, they were thrown from all directions.
Four to five pounds of weight, gravity, and inertia.
It landed on the head of the cave dweller, and it was like a heavy hammer that could shatter the skull!
"Very good! Those damn fellows are going to be in chaos!" The batons that were thrown out were indeed effective.
"Boom!""Boom!""Boom!"
For a moment, the Cave Dwellers and Devil Warlocks were still casting their Fireballs.
However, the number and accuracy were no longer there.
As the suffocating smoke was released by the cave dwellers, the frogmen moved faster and faster.
Because the top of the hill was in front of him, less than thirty to forty meters away.
As long as he got close.
Those weak cave dwellers were no match for him!
"Frenzy!" Just as these frogmen wanted to break through the choking smoke and continue charging towards the top of the hill…
The Cave Dwellers and Devil Warlocks looked at them with their red eyes.
"Buzz!"
A special wave of mental fluctuation spread out.
It brought with it a sense of brutality, bloodlust, anger, hatred, and dissatisfaction with everything.
"Damn demons! Damn demons! Damn demons!" However, before these frogmen could look around and feel the slightest dissatisfaction and anger towards their companions, a hatred that seemed to originate from the depths of their blood directly came to their hearts and appeared in their eyes.
It was a deep hatred that came from the bloodline of demons and the will of the abyss. It was a hatred that came from the bloodline of demons and the will of hell!
In ancient times, the demons of the Endless Abyss and the devils of the Nine Hells…
But Xue Chou!
It was to the extent that these frogmen, who had fused with the demon bloodline and the will of the abyss, had an explosive resistance at this moment.
With the help of his innate talent of 'additional 30% mental resistance', he was able to increase his mental resistance.
They had actually resisted the mental impact of the Frenzy spell.
"Kill!" However, the resentment and anger turned into a hammer that was charging towards victory along with the sharp teeth and roars!
They didn't expect that there would be throwing weapons and that the Subterranean Devil Warlocks with mental resistance had already closed in on them.
Then, they were slaughtered by sharp spears and hard war staffs.
Blood and brain matter flew everywhere.
The four limbs that had been torn apart were dangling from his body. He then fell to the ground and was stepped on by the fully-armed bear frogmen that weighed nearly 300 pounds.
At the top of the hill, in less than two to three minutes, less than a hundred of the 200 Subterranean Dwellers were left.
This scene was truly the cruelest massacre.
"Surrender!"
In the air, a voice filled with hatred and disbelief sounded.
He originally wanted to call out to forfeit, but when he saw how sad he was being slaughtered, he finally admitted defeat and surrendered in humiliation. He did not want to play word games."Very good, Zhao Sheng. If we meet again in the future, I will let you know that I will become stronger in the future!”
Of course, in the process of gradually becoming invisible, this little tycoon Kang Yichen from Songshan's First High School still said something ruthless.
Freshmen Tournament
[Record: Kang Yichen of Class Two of No.1 Middle School has chosen to admit defeat.]
[Record: Second High Class 6 Zhao Sheng wins this battle.]
[Recording: Special dream projection battle arena preparing to format.]
[Record: Zhao Sheng of Second High's Class 6 has successfully advanced to the top 64.]
[Record: Next up is the battle for the top 32.]
[Note: All contestants have entered the top 32 chat room.]
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