Game of the World Tree (1-199)

Chapter 41 God's Fall? !

    The seventh !

    The box lunch took a deep breath and pulled his machete out of Goblin's throat.

    The touch of the blade cutting the flesh was so real, with the spray of blood, warm blood, sprayed his face.

    He didn't choose [Battle Screen Harmony] in the game system.

    Unlike many players who can't adapt to blood, he likes the feeling of killing in the game, as if he were on the battlefield of hand-to-hand combat with the gangsters.

    This gives him a sense of freedom and nostalgia that he can't get in reality.

    Especially after he was promoted to level 11 black iron, transferred to a hunter, and had the skills of stealth.

    The blade of the knife was slightly wiped on the hemp clothes on the body, and the box lunch frowned.

    Some of the blades are rolling.

    These machetes from Goblin are much sharper than wooden knives, but the same ones seem to be less durable.

    Of course, the box lunch didn't know that because the wooden knife was made by Eve himself, although not sharp enough, but more leathery and durable.

    He threw away his machete and replaced it with another one from behind, which he had dropped after killing other Goblins.

    Then he looked up and looked around.

    The elf's body gives the box lunch excellent night vision, even at night, everything can be clearly reflected in his eyes.

    The Goblins have all been awakened, and are now being chased by more than 70 players who have been transferred to the black iron position.

    The gap caused by the change in rank is indeed scary.

    In the afternoon, players still need to work together to kill a Goblin, but after promotion to black iron, with excellent physical fitness and skill enhancement, one-on-one Goblin is not the player's opponent.

    Even those relatively timid female players can use the Spur skill with their own "Ah ah! "The screams of fear and excitement rushed all the way ... ...

    Then, without their own reaction, they stabbed Goblin, who had no time and opportunity to react... ...and by the way, the blood of the head was drenched and the screams were louder.

    Not to mention the waraholic players and liver emperor players who have gradually adapted to the rhythm of the battle.

    For them, this evening has become the perfect playground and hunting ground.

    The boxed lunch shook his head and used the [sneak] skill again.

    As the heart moved, his heart breath slowed down instantly, the whole person's breath gradually faded, almost into the dark ... ...

    He's going after the last Goblin priest.

    If you're right, it should have just fled in the direction of the temple.

    More than one player had the same idea as the box lunch, and the players who participated in the attack and killing of the priests also rushed to the temple.

    One priest's contribution tops five Goblins !

    Even the killing of priests provides much more experience than the average Goblin.