Chapter 418 How to fight this?
Although he couldn't understand the train of thought of these Taiyin Sect disciples, Feng Liqi still kindly pointed the way for them.
The "Demon Lord" in Guixu Realm is completely different from the Demon Lords in the various fairy-tale games, novels, and even TV dramas in the Blue Star Flower Growing Family. Most of the latter still appear in human or humanoid forms, and are intelligent, can understand human behavior logic, and most can speak human language, but they often have some inhuman thoughts such as killing all the people in the world to bury a certain fairy.
The demon kings in Guixu Realm are different. They are a completely different species. They have intelligence, but not much. They cannot speak human language, and they cannot understand the behavioral logic of humans. Would you try to understand the behavioral logic of white-feathered chickens in cages on a farm?
But even though the players already knew this, when they saw the "Demon Lord" who always appeared as the flirtatious second male lead in various games or film and television dramas of the Flower Growers, they all showed disbelief.
It's an eyesore.
It's really an eyesore.
Not only does it look irritating to the eyes, but it also smells irritating. Even some players who are stubborn and don't turn off their sense of smell and immediately turn off their five senses when they smell an indescribable stench are still irritated by the smell and their eyes bleed.
"If we go any further, he will notice me. I can only take you here."
Across from a few broken keels and a dark lake, Feng Liqi said:
"This lake is where it bathes, so it is filled with strong demonic energy. You'd better not touch it..."
Renxin Huadao tried hard to adjust the focus of his vision, constantly zooming in on the black spot in the distance, and exclaimed in amazement: "Why is this thing so ugly!"
It is indeed ugly. This demon king seems to be some kind of Gu Yu demon. This kind of Nine Nether Demon is relatively rare. Players have only entered information about it once or twice and don't know much about it.
It looked like a mountain eagle vulture, with a bare back and no feathers, but with a few feathers on its wings. It had two large tumors on its head, or horns, standing in a strange shape. It had four wings, and its feet were not like bird claws, but webbed. Its beak was sharp and blood red.
The most puzzling thing is that it has no eyes on its face, but a huge, upright eye is hidden in the feathers on its belly. This eye is narrowed into a slit, and only the red pupil inside can be vaguely seen.
A player whispered, "Isn't it at the level of a Golden Immortal? Why can't it spot us at this distance?"
"Besides, he can't hear us talking! If we were placed near Taiyin Palace, we would definitely lose favorability if we said bad things about the Sect Master at this distance!"
"Good boy! You are very experienced!"
“Hehehe, I understand a little bit!”
Nietzsche also enlarged his vision, observing the demon king who seemed to be sleeping, and joined the discussion: "Maybe it's because it has no eyes? Or its eyes are always closed? Is that thing on its belly its eye?"
Unexpectedly, Feng Liqi continued, "When you reach the level of a god, your eyes are not very useful. You have your own spiritual sense to perceive the world, so why do you need a mortal body with seven orifices and four limbs? The reason why it can't detect us is probably because it has been comfortable for too long. If the spiritual sense can be opened, it can be closed naturally... This world has not posed a threat to it for thousands of years."
Ren Xinhuadao made an "OK" gesture and whispered, "Okay, then you hide first and we'll try charging in. If it doesn't work, we'll come back later and discuss tactics then!"
"You guys...ah..."
Feng Liqi wanted to say something but hesitated. He felt that he could not persuade her any more, so he could only keep silent.
Nietzsche also did the final warm-up in the microphone. After Feng Liqi got into the ground, she shouted passionately in the microphone.
"T goes first! Disrupt the BOSS's aggro!
“All remote practitioners are ready!
“Close combat will come later!
"Ready, ready! Three-two-one-charge!!!"
As Nietzsche's words fell, the players who were originally far away from the Demon Lord rushed towards the other side like wild horses. Some flew, some ran, and some even jumped and flew, which scared the Demon Lord.
The black bird with a few scattered feathers shuddered and fluttered back a few times. But when it saw the players rushing towards it, it opened its mouth and screamed -
“Wow—wow—”
It sounded like a baby crying, and a bit like a wild cat calling, but hoarser. Then, the whole sky went dark.
No wonder the low-level demons that this demon king "created" for himself to eat were all night owls. It turns out that he has this ability!
In the darkness, this thought flashed through Nietzsche's mind for a moment, and then, before she could react, many players cleverly took out their stones and tried to illuminate the surroundings.
But unexpectedly, the stone that had always been invincible suddenly lost its use at this time. The halo emitted by each stone could only illuminate the surrounding area within a distance of less than one foot, and it was still pitch black outside. If the players could not adjust the system settings to night vision mode, I am afraid that they would not be able to see clearly at all!
However, the night vision mode was not very useful at this time. For some reason, even though it was in night vision mode, Nietzsche still couldn't see clearly. She could only barely see the outlines of the surrounding objects, as if there was a layer of fine black silk thread wrapped around her eyes.
“Wow—wow—”
The Demon Lord's strange cries continued, and at this time, all the players had already approached it.
Just when the fastest running mage player who was serving as the tank in the group slashed at the BOSS with a knife, a huge, blood-red eye suddenly opened in the darkness, and then the eye turned into a bloody mouth, swallowing the mage player in one swoop.
In the team list, the player's avatar instantly turned gray, representing death.
"Shit! It killed me instantly! I was instantly stunned!"
The player excitedly typed in the team list. This sudden accident also made all the players stunned for a moment.
"Change to suicide flow!"
At the critical moment, Nietzsche decisively changed his strategy and shouted into the group microphone.
The group was full of high-level players who had worked together for a long time. When they heard the command, they immediately adjusted the spells or talismans in their hands. One individual even took out a box of explosives, shouted "sprout!" and rushed over, and then...
And then nothing happened. The box of explosives fell to the ground with a thud before he could even ignite it, and he followed perfectly in the footsteps of Brother Fash.
Then, a female player was very thoughtful. She gritted her teeth and set herself on fire. Then she shouted to the team, "Cover me!"
Several players in her team understood what she meant in an instant, and quickly adjusted their speed to get in front of her as much as possible.
Then, the female player rolled with all her might towards the box of gunpowder on the ground. The moment her avatar turned gray, a beam of fire shot up into the sky.
"boom--"
With a loud bang, the BOSS finally revealed its health bar, and the terrifying bloody mouth disappeared.
In other words, the BOSS responded the moment it was blown up. It flapped its wings and moved back for a distance before beginning to flap its wings rhythmically at the players. An almost black whirlwind suddenly appeared and quickly swept in the players who were running in the front.
At this point, more than half of the group had died, but the boss's health bar was almost intact, leaving no hope of defeating it.
In the team chat, several players who were forced into the small black room due to death were very discouraged: "How the hell do we fight this!?"
"No hope! They can kill us in seconds, and we can't even touch them!"
"If only we had a Gatling gun, we could shoot it!"
"Gatling guns are useless! With its attack range, I even think only rocket launchers can compete with it!"
"Why don't we go back and ask the farmers next door how they fight? This is too outrageous!"
"I'm the only one who feels bad for those little medicines, oooooo!"
"It's okay. I heard from Huadao that they have prepared more than a dozen sets for this land reclamation. It's enough for us to use!"
"Do you think the neighbors really used rocket launchers?"
"No way? Isn't that something that can't be obtained under control?"
"It's hard to say. I always feel that the farming community next door is weird. Maybe they are also some kind of uncle party..."
While the dead people were chatting, Nietzsche, who was stuck in the distance and couldn't move forward, was almost desperately straining his brain to analyze the situation.
She didn't even turn off the microphone, and she was mumbling something:
"High attack, high defense, fast speed, and can fly. There is no chance of defeating it head-on. Traps, traps, traps are no match for it. No one can pull it. Its attack is too high. It can be killed instantly... Is there any hidden mechanism? Or do we need to repair the Nuwa Stone first to reduce the difficulty of the BOSS?"
The players in the group heard Nietzsche's mumbling, and someone echoed: "I think the leader is right! Is there any hidden plot that we haven't done yet?"
The other players suddenly realized: "No wonder that NPC kept telling us not to be reckless. Is there a plot that hasn't been completed yet?"
"No! How can a dog planner do this? With this design, who knows if the plot has been completed? There's not even a hint!"
"Oh, hasn't 'Records of the Ten Continents' always been like this? Don't ask, the only thing to ask is whether you want to play or not! Damn! What a bastard planner!"
Nietzsche analyzed the situation urgently and found to his dismay that there was really no chance of winning. He could only shout in the group microphone: "Retreat! Retreat first! See if you can escape! Split up and run! If you can't escape, commit suicide and flee! Reunite later!"
Fortunately, there were still a dozen people left in the group. When they heard Nietzsche's words, they scattered like birds and beasts, running in all directions. However, everyone knew not to lead the monsters to the place where Guantangbao and Wangzhucao were, so they all ran away as far away from the two as possible.
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