The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

The elite monsters are different from ordinary monsters, and this difference is not only in terms of equipment.

Just like the elite bear goblins in front of us are compared with ordinary bear goblins, they can be said to be young and strong adults and immature children.

And if they are placed among the monsters on the battlefield, the comparison between the elite bear goblins and the monsters here is also like the difference between regular troops and wild animals.

The first and absolute standard for the so-called elite monsters is: 'The attributes have reached the natural growth limit and have the intention to practice. '

Yes, the intention to practice.

Everyone knows that boxers are strong, and many people also fantasize about becoming strong, but how many people can really endure hardships and persist in exercising? How many people can really replenish the nutrition they lack from exercise?

Drink a little wine, smoke a little cigarette, let alone other work trivia, drink a meal for two hours, smoke each cigarette for three minutes, and enjoy it for five minutes. Smoke a box of cigarettes a day, beautiful and refreshing. Exercise? Don't make trouble.

As for those who think that they can yell a few declarations and burst into two minutes of passion, let alone talk about it. . .

Similarly, many people always have a misunderstanding. They think that strong people can be born in a living environment where they are wandering between life and death and fighting and hunting.

In fact, it is not the case. The battlefield and fighting only bring injuries.

Including the so-called beast kings among wild animals. Although they sound arrogant, if you count seriously, those beast kings can't live for a few years, and that's when they can avoid fighting.

The monsters on the battlefield are like wild animals. Their lives revolve around eating and being eaten, killing and being killed, and saving their lives throughout their magic lives.

Do you let them meditate, let them learn magic? Again, don't make trouble, busy, no time.

And these newly entered goblin elites generally have no worries about food and clothing. They train hard in a safe place, and occasionally go out to fight hard. They are also fully equipped and coordinated.

Compared with the two, I think many people can understand the reason why you shouldn't go to professional players.

Thanks to the absolute racial advantage of monsters over goblins, even so, when these elite bear goblins appeared in groups, the monsters near them seemed to be a little quieter.

When the goblin general led a team of bear goblins armed to the teeth, the adventurers around Mu Hua couldn't help but get nervous.

"This..." Mu Hua looked at the goblin general and pondered.

"Master, this guy seems to be called Dadarol." Mu Hua remembered that the goblin general had said his name, but he couldn't remember it for a while, but Monday still remembered it.

"Well, these goblins are strong?" Nodding to confirm, Mu Hua looked at Lao Liu and the scouts who were obviously more serious than before.

"It's hard to say whether they are strong or not, but it's very troublesome. In addition to the monsters nearby, we have too few people. If we get entangled, it's easy to have an accident."

Lao Liu frowned and threw out a formation plate while speaking. The crack in the dark space opened, and a strange python with a body diameter of more than three meters came out of it.

In a moment, a giant snake like a Titan python appeared in front of Mu Hua and others, opened its stinking mouth towards the monster, and roared silently.

"Corpse Demon?" Mu Hua frowned. He didn't like the smell of the giant snake. The properly made corpse demon would not decay, so there would not be too much rotten smell. This smell was inherent in the giant python's body.

"I haven't got the Faceless One yet. Although this bone-melting demon snake is a high-level monster, ordinary ghosts can't control it for too long. If it doesn't work, retreat first. At least lead these goblin elites to the rear battlefield."

When Lao Liu said this, he glanced around, and his teammates nodded in agreement.

The giant snake that Lao Liu made was not a living creature. The corpse demon was similar to the constructed undead. The refined corpse combined with the ghost eventually became a corpse soldier controlled by the necromancer.

It can retain the physical fitness of the corpse before death, but it cannot release the magic it mastered before death. Because it is not as orthodox as the constructed undead, ordinary ghosts also need to consume energy to control them. The stronger the corpse demon, the more energy it consumes, and it is difficult to keep them active.

The terror riders who scattered to attack the monsters gathered again. Under the command of Mu Hua's mind, the cavalry took the lead in attacking the Goblin General.

Mu Hua can also understand Lao Liu's worries. Although the monsters nearby are not strong, there are many of them, and there are also some with strange abilities.

Earlier, because they were weak and lacked unified command, a team of adventurers could deal with them without danger under the invasion of the terror riders.

But at this time, the Goblin General waved his war hammer and pointed at the cavalry from a distance. The nearby monsters, however, consciously followed orders and launched a concentrated fire attack on the charging terror riders.

Earth walls, mud, stone spikes, thunder explosions, and flesh tentacles of different colors in the hands of the armed wizards. All kinds of trap magic instantly interfered with the group charge of the terror riders, and various secret arts enveloped the cavalry.

Not only that, the summoning arrays appeared in a concentrated manner, and many summoned beasts were summoned by the monsters to the front of the goblin army. Wolf beasts, dog monsters, violent bears, and skeletons became the vanguard cannon fodder of the goblin elite.

After blocking the terror riders, seeing that there were many Mordors on his side, in the monsters' weird cries, and looking at the demons in the sky, the goblin general straightened his chest again.

"Human! You can't run away this time! You will all die! Kill them!" The goblin general shouted loudly, and the monsters did not move, but countless swords rose from the ground.

The hand of the mage, the mage hand of the monster, although each monster can only use the mage's hand to pick up a weapon, but a large number of mage hands are used at the same time, and the swords and knives in the sky are pointing at Mu Hua and his group, creating a shocking and terrifying scene.

"Go!" The giant snake came out of the nest, and the huge giant snake corpse demon rushed towards the monster. Lao Liu tried to use the giant snake to attract the attention of the monster so that he could retreat.

"Wait." Mu Hua pulled back Lao Liu's drag.

"Go first, remember, don't easily fall into the battle on the monster battlefield!" Lao Liu frowned, serious, but not nervous, and said in an educational tone that was heavier than persuasion.

Under normal circumstances, the human body is still too fragile, not only the bone shield, but most defensive magic is taboo to be attacked by concentrated fire.

Monsters are not beasts, especially monsters. When they have enough combat power to contain the enemy, they also have many ways to trap and imprison people.

Mu Hua's delay seemed a bit youthful and impetuous to Lao Liu. They were not without the strength to fight against these monsters, but the reason they could survive to this day was not because they were stronger than other adventurers.

Rather, they were more cowardly. They tried not to put themselves in a situation where they needed to fight hard. Then, they were stronger when they were alive.

It was not that they did not dare to fight against monsters. They had fought against monsters to the death to become the main fighters of the brigade.

It was just that their mission this time was not to fight against monsters, but to establish a magician position.

The most taboo on the battlefield was to be uncertain about their own goals and to act bravely and heroically. Their lives were not so cheap.

Lao Liu exchanged glances with the scout. If Mu Hua was stubborn, they would abandon Mu Hua. After a short contact, their relationship with Mu Hua was not close enough to accompany Mu Hua to go crazy.

"No, it should not let us fall into the formation. It was not me who ran away last time! Moreover, I actually seem to have tentacles..." Mu Hua stared at the swords in the sky with cold eyes and said inexplicable words.

Mage's Hand? How dare these monsters use the Mage's Hand in front of him?

To be honest, although Mu Hua knows a lot of magic, he didn't have any killer moves in the past. Even the unorthodox fireball spell could only be regarded as a powerful turret magic.

But now it's different. His Mage's Hand has undergone a qualitative change. He hasn't even used the Touch of Jealousy yet, and the opponent actually gave him the Mage's Hand?

The fire mist surged. Facing the swords and knives in the sky, Zhou Er didn't need Mu Hua's instructions to spread the fire mist all over the sky.

It can't be considered a formed magic. It's just an ordinary fire mist condensed by free casting. Although it can also burn ordinary people, it doesn't even have the power of fireball.

However, with the support of Zhou Er's powerful magic, a large area of ​​fire mist surged towards the hands of the mages holding knives and guns. The swords and knives in the sky withered in an instant under the erosion of the fire mist.

The Mage's Hand is very convenient, and it is indeed a guarantee for the Mage's combat endurance, but the Mage's Hand itself is not durable.

"Boom~!" It was like a heavy artillery attack.

Along with the fire mist, the monsters in front of the Goblin General on the ground seemed to be attacked by an air cannon, and were blown away inexplicably.

"Pah!" The huge force hit, and the Goblin General's body froze. He twisted his body, but was lifted up in the air by an invisible hand.

The hand of the mage, or the touch of Mu Hua's jealousy.

Struggling hard, the Goblin General's helmet seemed to be whipped, and under the fallen helmet, its dark green head was exposed.

Blood and energy burst out, and violent blood and energy burst out all over the Goblin General's body, but surprisingly, it failed to disperse the mage's hand that was holding it.

"..." Goblin General.

Not only that, some clever monsters around also tried to use magic to knock off the mage's hand on the Goblin General, but the abnormal mage's hand still dragged the struggling Goblin General in the air to the direction of Mu Hua.

The Goblin General's expression was distorted, and he opened his fanged mouth and could not make a sound. Blood had already seeped out of his facial features.

"Dadarol, I said, it wasn't me who ran away last time." Mu Hua looked at the Goblin General coldly and spoke softly, not caring whether the Goblin General heard it or not.

The next moment.

"Crack~Crack~" There seemed to be bone friction, and the Goblin General's body in armor twisted and twisted as if it was squeezed by a huge force.

"Bang~!" Plasma splashed, and a lot of blood burst out of the Goblin General's body between the facial features and the gaps in the armor, and even a section of the internal organs came out of its mouth.

"Pah!" The twisted and indistinguishable corpse fell from the air, and the metal armor made a sound of collision with the ground.

The Goblin General who had just come with momentum could not die any more, and Mu Hua had a sneer on his mouth. The two sides were in silence.

Damn, it's okay to play something else, but the hand of the mage? Ha! (End of this chapter)