Richard’s expression was subtle.
He still wanted to use the 5-star treasures that Christy gave him–the Mourning Sword–to resurrect these corpses.
He didn’t expect that he could not take advantage of the loophole.
However, it was still okay. Because of the Yellow Sand Armor and the Sand Transformation skill, none of the 1,600 mummies died.
!!
Now, he had obtained 100 rotten lion knights, and his strength had increased significantly.
After all, a level 10 glorious troop class was not something a level 5 elite troop class could compare to.
With his series of attribute bonuses, the level 10 rotten lion knights could even fight a level 14 elephant alone.
He grew up eating and eating, so he was pretty surprised to obtain some extra points.
After the harvest from the two large-scale instance dungeons, it was only natural that the more points he had, the better.
The god’s apparition that pressured Richard saw this and began to stir.
The terrifying divine might spread out once again.
It was as if he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
Richard sensed something was wrong. He looked up at the sky.
His eyes were indifferent.
The Twilight City and the god of kobolds were already in a situation where they would not rest until one of them was dead.
The other party couldn’t wait to leave and destroy Twilight City, and he was no different …
The instance dungeon’s rules had soul-strapping restrictions, and the other party couldn’t do anything.
He focused and looked at the other chess pieces.
He would have to wait until he left the instance dungeon if he wanted to make any arrangements.
He didn’t mind about it before the kobold god jumped out. He naturally couldn’t reject his good intentions since this guy had jumped out to remind him.
[Where’s Your F*cking Italian Cannon] said the rise of the crimson moon would begin with the fall of the gods… So, why couldn’t it be this old dog?
The image of a hyena appeared in his eyes as he pondered.
This guy’s luck was pretty good. He avoided the rats and faced the dogs from the sect camp, 800 level 7 troops, and the Holy Light hounded men.
Everybody said the initial balance of this faction dungeon was pretty much. And found the corresponding race for the chess pieces.
Furthermore, the number, level, and battle power were the same.
The only difference was who was in charge of these troops.
Although Hyena did not have any powerful skill that could increase the attributes of troops, the level 14 elephantman mummies were strong enough. They had no pressure at all when facing 800 level 7 troops.
With a height of five meters, they were like tanks. They rolled back and forth in the middle of the enemy.
No one could stop it.
Due to the distance, he couldn’t see the other chess pieces clearly, so he didn’t pay much attention to them.
Twenty minutes later, the first round of the battle between the two camps ended.
Only three pieces left for the desert camp–Hyena’s elephant, the Boss’s lion, and Richard’s rat.
The enemies devoured Third Brother’s tiger and Brother Knight’s dog.
The opponent’s remaining chess pieces were an elephant and a tiger.
The lion, dog, and rat devoured them.
The situation immediately became distinct…
Richard’s rat ate a lion.
In other words, the big boss of the desert camp was not the elephant but this rat.
The remaining tiger could swallow it whole if it could even eat a lion.
As for the elephant… The rat countered the elephant.
The two players from the sect faction were speechless when they saw the situation.
How did it become like this…
They were the ones who restrained the other side’s camp.
How did they end up being restrained?
[Ding~ The first round has ended. Please arrange the order of battle. The desert camp has one more chess piece. The remaining chess piece can continue to fight if one has occupied one of the sand camp’s chess pieces.]
Hyena laughed so hard that its mouth almost reached the back of its head when he saw the vast advantage on the field.
The Qingqiu bosses were awesome!
The rules would have reversed the situation if the rat hadn’t eaten the lion.
After they made the arrangements.
The second round began.
‘Hu!’
The air whistled past his ears.
Richard looked at the elephant that quickly approached and smiled.
The elephant in the sect camp watched as the rat came towards him.
He wanted to cry but had no tears.
‘Your Grandpa.
‘How could this f*cking rat eat a lion?’
