Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 99 No Way, We Are Lucky
This was the first time that Lin Bo went to a dungeon with so many players from the online gaming platform. Although everyone had already introduced themselves in the chat channel, there was another round of greetings when they met offline, at least everyone's nickname was linked to their image.

The two new priests were both human, a man and a woman, wearing light medium-sized armor and clerical robes. The male priest believed in the power of life, and his white robes resembled a physician. The female priest believed in the power of nature, and her green garments were adorned with flowers and plants.

[Senior Priest]: I am ashamed to say that I ran a map with the monk yesterday and I couldn’t hold on to the end, but I didn’t bring shame to the team.
This is a male pastor, wearing glasses and looking very gentle.

[The nimble monkey on the tree]: I can testify that the man in the white coat died after he cast his last healing spell. He made the best use of his resources!

This was a female pastor, a tall and thin woman with a warm smile. She was laughing and teasing her companions, causing the male pastor to roll his eyes.

[Yao]: Master, you are dressed very stylishly today. Please take good care of me later.

This was the warlock in the group, a young human. A warlock was a spellcaster who gained power and knowledge by signing contracts with powerful creatures.

The sorcerer's contracted object is called a lord, who can be a goblin, demon, undead, giant, angel, outer god, etc. Different types of lords will bestow different blessings on the sorcerer. Their relationship is sometimes like that of a boss and employee, sometimes like a master and apprentice, or even like partners.

The leader of [Yao] is a celestial being. He wears a suit of blue-scale leather armor inlaid with gold, holds a golden scythe in his hand, and wears jeweled rings and earrings. If you ask who has the most stylish look, it is actually this guy.

The player nicknamed [Drinking Expert] in the team is a dwarf warrior. He chose the branch of cavalry profession. His partner is a brown goat with ferocious horns. Combined with his oil-barrel-like body, riding on the goat's back is like riding a small truck.

The dwarf cavalryman held a long-handled axe, his thick black beard fixed into a braid with a golden beard ring. His big mouth hidden in the thick hair had already started drinking, and he drank half a bag of dwarf beer in tons of tonnes without spilling a drop.

[Boozing Expert] and the remaining two teammates are old acquaintances, namely the bard [Hate the Rainy Season] and the ranger [My Dog is Hungry Again].

The bard stood in the rain, holding his harp, with a melancholy expression, because the rain had hurt the strings. He was a half-orc, with pale gray skin and thick lower canine teeth protruding from his upper lip.

[Hate the rainy season]: I really want to leave... Alas, life really forces me to do so

[My dog ​​is hungry again]: Why aren’t you wearing a raincoat?

[Hate the rainy season]: Wearing a raincoat will make you look bad.

[My dog ​​is hungry again]: It’s also embarrassing if you don’t wear it

[Hate the rainy season]: I know...

The Ranger was a human beast tamer, standing over two meters tall, and his companion, the Black Dog, was equally massive. Standing upright, the dog was about the same height as the dwarf warrior, its eyes reflecting the light like two green will-o'-the-wisp flames in the night.

Everyone recognized each other and began to discuss tactical formations.

Paladins and dwarf cavalry stand in the front row, rangers and bards stand in the back row, priests, druids and warlocks are in the middle to provide support, and as for mages, they are basically floating in the sky.

[Barrier]: Let's go, I hope no one gets hurt.

Everyone in the channel responded loudly.

The cavalryman climbed onto the sheep's back. The ranger strung his longbow. The bard plucked his harp, playing the tune of a hero's journey.

The male priest whispered a prayer and cast a Shield of Piety on the paladin and the dwarf. A transparent energy field with a flickering white light surrounded the two front-line defenders.

The cat priest quickly cast a shield over Lin Bo and winked at him. The mage nodded in thanks, forming a sword seal with one hand. The sound of wind and sand drifted from beneath his mask as he soared into the air.

The players began to move forward, and the light source on their bodies illuminated the intersection of the demon-summoning village. They could see a large number of frantic villagers on the street, all gathered around the deformed Sea Spirit Priest, praying devoutly.

At the ten-player difficulty level, the number of elite monsters skyrocketed. In the village alone, there were three sea priests and a dwarf boy, all acting with the crazy villagers.

The enemy blessed with uncleanness had dark purple skin, a slightly larger body, and the weapons in their hands were surrounded by a dark bloody light.

At this moment, a shrill roar was heard, and the harsh sound waves became even more terrifying, like the wailing of three hundred ghosts under the night sky.

The ranger at the end of the team drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the old villager standing on the rooftop howling like ghosts. He let go of the string, and the arrow slid through the rain like a fish, piercing the controller monster's forehead smoothly.

[Comprehensive Network Tip: [My Dog is Hungry Again] performed a critical attack, and it was passed! The enemy (Demon Maw Servant) fell.]

The Devil's Thrall startled the group of monsters that were gathered to pray. They turned their heads and looked at the player in unison, then howled and attacked the next second.

[Senior Priest]: Can drinking alcohol help divert the monsters? Deal with the elite monsters first.

[Barrier]: Not necessary.

[Senior Pastor]: If you two in the front row can't handle it, then let the middle row take over.
[I really want to eat meat]: No need
The doctor in the white coat was sweating profusely, raising the holy symbol to prepare a spell while frantically typing in the chat: What are you guys doing... Priest, cast Daybreak with me, the bright light will weaken their power. [Holy Light Above]: It's unnecessary, it's unnecessary.
The man in the white coat looked around and saw that the other players were all on high alert, except for those three guys who were calm and composed.

As they watched, Pastor Hai Ling raised his prayer flag spear and launched an unstoppable charge, while hundreds of frenzied villagers, brandishing swords and weapons, rushed forward like a vicious torrent.

The man in the white coat sighed silently. It was a bit late to change the formation at this time. He hoped that his teammates could give him more strength.

At this moment, a silver line fell from the sky and easily penetrated into Pastor Hailing's chest and abdomen, carving a bloody hole.

For elite monsters that have received the blessing of uncleanness, the damage of this attack is about the same as that of a mosquito bite.

The new teammates all showed suffocated expressions.

Immediately, the charging Sea Spirit Priest suddenly twitched, his upper body drooped limply, his huge shrimp body twitched and jumped, and he rolled sideways like a car out of control and fell dead in the wet mud.

[Comprehensive Network Tip: [Lighthouse Guest] performed a fatal attack, and the judgment passed! The enemy (Fallen Servant) fell.]

[Yao]: Oh my gosh!
[Agile Monkey in the Tree]: What the hell is a lethal attack? Bro, are you launching a nuclear bomb?
[Heavy Drinking Expert]: Is it me who drank too much, or is it it that drank too much? Why do I get drunk after running just a few steps?

[Senior Priest]: Big Brother! Why didn't you tell me you had this trick earlier? Hey, don't just stand there, the monsters are coming!
[Barrier]: Engage the enemy!
The paladins and dwarf cavalry in the front row swung their long weapons and started slashing. The weapons of the mad villagers landed on the two heavy cans, clanging and sparks flew everywhere.

The middle row took the initiative to push forward to share the firepower. Hundreds of monsters stepped into the player formation, like entering a meat grinder.

All players displayed their superb martial arts, with skill levels of at least Lv3. The sorcerer's sickle was swung like a golden whirlwind, cutting heads like wheat; the man in the white coat looked gentle, but his weapon was a ferocious chain hammer, which he loved to smash faces; the female priest used a pair of swift swords, one sword could cut the throat and one sword could pierce the heart.

The ranger in the back row took aim, searching for any control monsters that had infiltrated the enemy horde. Suddenly, he saw a silver projectile darting through the monsters, flashing and glimmering, the muffled sound of bones cracking echoing through the rain. He couldn't help but wince, feeling goose bumps all over his back.

The dwarf's long-handled axe can chop a sturdy and muscular evil servant into a Y shape vertically, and a collision with the mount's goat can also dent the monster's chest.

He was covered in blood and felt great, but before he could be happy for half a minute, he found that the enemy group in front of him had become sparse.

Most of the frantic villagers were already lying on the ground, sleeping in sprawling positions, before they could even reach them.

The last monster at the entrance of the village was killed by the ranger with one arrow. They were temporarily safe until more enemies discovered them.

The wizard fell from the sky, and an iron ball flew back from a distance, hanging behind him like a drop of rain.

The corpses scattered all over the ground proved the victory.

His teammates all looked at him silently, their eyes as sticky as melted honey.

Lin Bo lifted his mask slightly, poured a bottle of whale oil rejuvenating potion into his mouth, and waited for the effect to take effect.

Since joining the team to clear the [Sea Spirit Altar], this was the first time he encountered such a large number of monsters, and this was only the first wave. There were about 600 monsters in the entire village.

[Lighthouse Operator]: Is anyone injured?

The teammates all shook their heads. The intensity of the battle was much lower than expected. Thanks to their agile skills or solid defense, everyone was safe and sound.

[Lighthouse Guest]: Let's keep going. I'll be responsible for dealing with elite monsters and difficult enemies, and the rest is up to you guys.

Everyone nodded, and the new teammates watched the mage fly away reluctantly.

The two human priests were a little dazed, recalling the hard battle of yesterday, and lamented that this ten-man team was completely at the level of a tourist vacation.

[Senior Priest]: Even if you have a strong opponent, don't let your guard down. Pay special attention to the management of your physical and spell resources. The longer the battle, the more likely you are to make mistakes.
Everyone agreed with this point of view and regained their attention.

The warlock touched the half-elf druid beside him with a serious expression.

[Yao]: I really envy you guys. Is this the big brother who usually takes you to run maps?

[I really want to eat meat]: There’s nothing we can do, who can blame us for being so lucky?

[Hate the rainy season]: Oh, I want to fly too
[My dog ​​is hungry again]: Even if you fly, you will still be frustrated
The bard played a sad and funny tune, like a clown appearing on stage, which made his teammates laugh.

They continued to move deeper into the village, chatting and laughing, their steps brisk.

(End of this chapter)