Chapter 72
"Bang!"
"Bang ......"
A dragontooth soldier raised his right arm, and the submachine gun fired a barrage of bullets, accurately shooting the heads of the zombies in front of him, ensuring that every bullet was useful and would not be wasted.
At the same time,
the dragontooth soldier held a bone sword in his left hand, like an ancient knight, the tip of the sword held a flower of flames, and the blade sharply slashed off the head of a nearby licker.
Concise, clear, and natural.
The skills of the Dragon's Tooth Soldier are not so mature at the beginning, but they have reached such a level of mastery by constantly improving themselves with the number of battles.
If any special forces saw this scene here, they would probably let out an exclamation:
"!"
If it was just a dragon's tooth soldier, it would be enough.
The key problem is that all fifty dragon tooth soldiers are like this!
All of this is because of the necromancer on the watchtower!
Yang Guofu has gained a lot of inspiration from Yang Ming, and knows that the skills in the apocalyptic game are not rigid, but can be developed according to each user, so as to create different effects.
During this time, Yang Ming obtained a large number of treasure chest resources, from which he opened a lot of professional skill scrolls.
Since Yang Ming didn't have any occupation, he gave these professional skill scrolls to his family.
Yang Guofu has acquired a series of necromancer professional skills, the most core of which is the heart of the dead.
[Heart of the Dead]: Condense another heart in your body to connect more closely with the summoned undead.
From the skill profile, this seems to be a second life for the necromancer.
But in reality, the
true usefulness of the Dead Heart lies in strengthening the bond with the summon.
It seems, there is no use for eggs.
It's not as good as those skills that have a noticeable damage effect.
But for Yang Guofu, the heart of the dead solved a problem for him.
A long time ago, Yang Guofu had discovered that magic and programming have a great similarity.
Just like developing a mobile phone, you can't do without a chip.
The same goes for it.
The heart of the dead is equivalent to that important chip.
Yang Guofu built a set of main systems on the basis of the heart of the dead through mental power programming.
Its name is the Sage System.
During the battle of the Dragon's Tooth, the Sage System is responsible for capturing and analyzing information, building a database and monster model.
Through exquisite algorithm calculations, the sage system analyzes the monsters it has come into contact with in real time, and on this basis, deeply excavates the weaknesses of the monsters.
In addition, the Sage system constantly remotely regulates the movements of the Dragon's Tooth Soldiers, trying to achieve the best results with the lowest cost.
If it is a creature with intelligence and autonomous consciousness, it is naturally impossible to accept the mercy of the sage system.
Dragontooth soldiers are just summons, obeying all orders from their caster.
Even if Yang Guofu ordered them to die, they would definitely not resist.
Just saying this, you may be confused.
Here's an example.
The Absolute Enlightenment Trial in Glory of Kings uses a similar algorithm system, the computer character is weak at first, but with the influx of a large number of players, after the system establishes the player model, this set of algorithms begins to upgrade, and the computer character begins to simulate the level of players above the passing line.
It was with the assistance of the sage system that the fifty-headed dragon tooth soldiers exerted a combat power comparable to that of a five-hundred-man army!
The only thing that made Yang Guofu more regrettable was that his current spiritual attribute was only F, and the upper limit of his spiritual power was too low.
The level of spiritual attributes determines the algorithm speed of the sage system.
If Yang Guofu's spiritual attribute reaches A, he is fully sure that he will come up with a more powerful sage system.
Under the command of Yang Guofu, fifty dragon tooth soldiers surrounded the watchtower, forming a solid defensive wall to keep the enemy's attack out.
Meanwhile.
Among the corpses of fallen monsters, the blood of the ownerless continued to flow, and they were inspired by the darkness to become blood-colored bats.
The blood-colored bats turned around and flew into the tide of monsters behind them, causing a series of explosions.
Yang Yingying was wearing a cool school uniform, with a pair of small and delicate bat wings spread out behind her back, holding two sharp blood-colored daggers, constantly shuttling between monsters.
A gust of wind blew by, lifting the corner of the skirt.
The slender and round legs are tense and the muscles are tense, and the fair and delicate skin is as smooth as silk.
The pretty face was covered with frost, and a pair of blood-colored pupils showed a bit of murderous intent.
After learning the skills of hand-to-hand combat from the army's special forces, Yang Yingyingqing is better than the blue, and her body is unpredictable, and it is difficult to capture her figure.
One hit misses, and it is thousands of miles away.
Yang Yingying fully comprehended the essence of the Shadow Assassin, and coldly drilled out of the shadow of the monster.
And then.
The blood dagger in his hand pierced mercilessly from behind.
Using the natural ability of the blood clan to master, the blood dagger suddenly turns into a hedgehog spike in the enemy's body, and comes to bloom in one body.
It can be said that as long as the monster is hit by Yang Yingying, none of them can die completely.
Distance.
In a high-rise building.
The bald old man of the Flesh Temple stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at this scene through a telescope, and his whole face was extremely gloomy.
"What a bunch of waste!"
"With so many monsters together, they can't help each other!" "
The bald old man suddenly felt panic in his heart at the thought that if he messed up the matter at hand, it would cause the wrath of Akles, the lord of flesh and blood.
The bald old man was just a powerless old man, if he hadn't accidentally opened the cult leader profession from the black treasure chest, and by chance hitched a ride on the line of the Lord of Flesh and Blood, Acleris, he would have died in the tide of corpses.
The bald old man turned around and stabbed the woman tied up in the corner, chanting something in his mouth.
"Explorer of spirits, builder of the Tower of Flesh, master of the boundless sea.
"Achilles, the great Lord of flesh and blood, your most loyal servant, pays tribute to you. "
The corpse of the woman on the ground began to melt and became a puddle of flesh.
The next moment, a magnificent consciousness descended.
The bald old man trembled and fell to his knees on the ground, reporting the enemy's situation in the hope of getting help from Acles, the lord of flesh and blood.
Previously, he had gained the ability to drive monsters for a short period of time.
The bald old man is not greedy, as long as he is given another skill.
After the Lord of Flesh and Blood, Aclis, scavenged the memories of the bald old man, and suddenly found a treasure.
"Human necromancers and Bloodline Shadow Assassins with such outstanding talents?"
"They're all mine!".