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Chapter 584 The golden son never feels sorry for money when fighting

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    At this time, there are more than 20,000 players in Wetland City who have tried their best to get to the Space Magic Tower, but there are still a large number of players rushing to Wetland City.

    After all, this is the first city that players truly own, and almost all guilds choose to set up their headquarters here.

    A large number of life players have settled here, and various industrial chains have been formed.

    For example, weapons manufacturing, armor manufacturing, ore transportation, magic material transportation, etc.

    And the place where Morton appeared was just above the Fatty Cat Guild¡¯s headquarters.

    The guild of Mao Xiaopang is relatively low-key. Although it has a relatively large number of people, with more than 300 people, the purpose of their guild is to play happily. Unlike most guilds that strive for the title of the strongest in the server, they prefer to play life and professional games. The people in the guild  Players are either a scenery party or a life flash digging party.

    Such a guild, of course, cannot be high-profile.

    Butthis does not mean that this guild's combat effectiveness is poor.

    On the contrary, the cohesion of this kind of guild will be much stronger than that of ordinary fighting guilds.

    So when the logistics director roared loudly, the players in the Mao Xiaopang Guild subconsciously threw out all the inventory in their hands.

    When more than a dozen dimensional anchors were stacked in the air, the magical light was extremely bright. If Molton was just discovered by people from the Cat Little Fatty Guild, now everyone in the city has seen this light.

    And in this light, the unusually conspicuous dark red blood bar above Moulton's head was as obvious as the moon in the dark night.

    After a brief hesitation, a roar of surprise sounded almost at the same time.

    Then there was the sound of a large number of weapons being unsheathed.

    Afterwards, more dimensional anchor scrolls were thrown out, and in less than ten seconds, there were at least nearly forty dimensional anchor magic effects stacked around Moulton.

    Because it is the same magic, it can be superimposed almost infinitely.

    It¡¯s like throwing dry cement powder into the reservoir.

    It is becoming more and more viscous, or solid.

    The effects of dimensional anchor scrolls vary in intensity, but no matter how strong they are, Morton can still use his mental power to break away from the effects caused by more than a dozen dimensional anchors before, but now he was stunned when more than 40 dimensional anchor scrolls were thrown towards him.  , even if he is the strongest space mage in the main plane, he cannot struggle against the 'net' laid by more than forty dimensional anchor scrolls.

    He looked around and saw a large number of Golden Sons rushing over, shouting and holding weapons.

    The whole city was boiling with excitement, and howls of excitement echoed throughout the sky.

    Even a strong man like Moulton saw a dense crowd of people rushing towards him on the street, and many light-bodied Golden Sons jumped onto the roof of the street, and then began to draw bows and arrows.

    At this moment, Moulton seemed to see the sea of ????insects in the devil world.

    There is oily blackness in all directions, densely packed, and endless small things are attacking me.

    He shuddered subconsciously and roared: "Elford, how dare you lie to me!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he saw countless arrows shooting at him from behind and behind.

    It¡¯s as if the rain is pouring down and it¡¯s continuous.

    Opening up his magic shield, Morton flew upwards with all his strength. Although he avoided most of the arrows, at least a hundred of them hit his shield.

    He is a legend after all, and the strength of his magic shield is very high. These hundreds of arrows did not pose any threat to him at all. After reaching a certain level, he pointed downwards: "The bolide is falling."

    Huge bolides fall from the sky and can be seen clearly even in the daytime.

    When tens of thousands of players below saw this scene, they all screamed.

    "Damn it, this boss is too cruel, he is trying to destroy our home,"

    "Who can stop this meteor?"

    ¡°Damn it, let him blow it up, we¡¯ll build it later, don¡¯t let the boss escape.¡±

    "You idiots at the boss's feet, run quickly, the bolide will fall where you are."

    Many players who were already in the "fall point" of the bolide wanted to run away, but there were too many players rushing towards the boss at the same time. They couldn't retreat at all, so they simply used their most powerful long-range attack methods before dying.  Hilton greeted.

    The huge bolide dragged a long flame tail and crashed to the ground.

    All the buildings in the whole city were shaking.

    A small mushroom cloud rose, and a deafening explosion spread, accompanied by huge air waves.

    &nbsHe pointed at one of the nearest human-powered aircraft: "The Great Disintegration Technique."

    When he thought about it, something like this that could fly into the air must be some kind of very special magic device.

    As for why you can't feel the magic power, it should be because a magic circle is used to cover up the magic power, allowing this special flying magic device to have the ability to sneak in and conduct reconnaissance.

    "As long as the object is made with magic, it will lose its ability to fly even if it does not fall apart under the Great Disintegration Technique.

    However, to his surprise, after being hit by the Great Disintegration Technique, the flying magic device not only did not fall apart, but could actually continue to fly.

    Could it be that the Great Disintegration Technique has failed?

    Just when he was thinking this, he saw a certain Golden Son hanging under the magic device screaming in panic.

    The magic equipment on this person was dispersed into magic element particles.

    Became naked.

    A long meat maggot flutters in the strong wind, which is very magical.

    And disgusting!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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