This time I chose Paladin

Each time you release [Spring Growth], [Summer Growth], [Autumn Harvest], or [Winter Storage], the skill release record will be stored. If the record meets the four-season cycle, a large-scale damage skill [The Millet Scattered, The Millet Sprouts] will be released in the Dark Zone, causing damage and refreshing all [Crops of the Year].

To kill a creature, you must destroy both the [Grain Bags] and 99% of the [Yearly Crops].

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Vast heavens, who is this person? -】

The sorghum rustled as people outside the dark area began to enter.

His windbreaker fluttered as Nie Weiyang stared intently at his target.

“—I’m sorry,” he said.

In the fallen sorghum field, he gripped his spear tightly.

Chapter 148 Light and Fire

In the fallen sorghum field, the old farmer pulled out a two-toothed hoe with his left hand, took out a short-handled sickle from under his linen clothes with his right hand, and rushed forward like a gust of wind!

Nie Weiyang raised the round shield in his hand, and the glow exploded!

——[Flash Magic]!

The light was particularly conspicuous in the dark area. The area several meters in front of Nie Weiyang was almost submerged in the light. His teammates were blocked by the sorghum curtain and were not affected. Shu Li faced the flash directly, but only paused for a moment.

"Crack!"

The front of the Lucky Lottery car shifted, the hoe scraped across the black shell, and then the sickle chopped across!

A sudden flash of cold light cuts off the night millet.

These two attacks were equivalent to Shu Li's normal attack. Amidst the flying millet ears, Nie Weiyang suddenly leaned back, with a spear in his hand stuck in the ground, and turned the accelerator!

'boom! '

With its own weight, destructive skills, and acceleration, Lucky Luck drew a fierce arc with the spear as the center. The heavy impact failed to knock Shuli into the sorghum tent, but it also blocked its momentum.

The sickle and Zhenhui rubbed against each other, making a harsh sound and a string of sparks. A dent was left on the shield and the tip of the knife was slightly curled.

‘Boom! ! ! ’

There was a roaring sound from the sorghum field, and a cry was heard: "Cut the sorghum! Cut the sorghum!"

"Understood!" A voice came from all around.

Hundreds of players, young and old, men and women, and above level 20, have entered Shuli's dark zone, but the number of people has not yet reached the upper limit of 130.

A middle-aged man pushed up his glasses. The red lens on his left side reflected a world that only reacted to energy. He picked up a thick book from his waist. It was a universal weapon for scholars in the Huaxia region. Its power depended on the weight of the knowledge it carried. It must be compiled by the user himself or another scholar. "Leihuo Junfeng!"

He pulled a beam of light, a mixture of lightning and fire, from the book and cast it into the sky. Then, the lightning and fire exploded beneath the dark zone's canopy, landing on the weapons of each challenger, increasing their elemental damage.

"Why is there a physicist here?!" someone exclaimed in shock. "Master, go back to your research! Let's do the fighting!"

"Every man is responsible for the fate of his country. Now that I'm here, what can you do to me?—[Dodge]!" The scholar pointed at the person shouting. A beam of light rose from him, forcibly changing his path and allowing him to avoid being cut by a bunch of sharp sorghum leaves. "Also, I'm not a Master, I'm a Doctor!"

Several doctors in white coats ran past him. The woman leading the group glared at him fiercely: "You're still telling jokes at this hour! Shut up! Stop distracting people!"

Then she shouted to the others, "We came here because of the decision from above! Protecting the lives and safety of the people of Gushi is our shared responsibility!"

The physicist fell silent and opened the book in his hand. After a while, he muttered something, and a light appeared in his hand. The center of the light was withered green and brown, and it became brighter and brighter.

【[Song of Withered Branches]-

Literary scholar [Yu Fangge] co-authored skills. -

Release requirement: Recite "Song of Withered Branches" at a voice exceeding 60 decibels

The skinny bones stand under the cold sky, and the vicissitudes of life are reflected on the wild peaks.

Don’t talk about loneliness, the frozen earth is filled with spring mist.

Releases a [Withered Branch Song], applying the [Withered] status to [Plants] within the target range. This status is treated as [Bleeding] and lasts for 60 minutes.

Apply [Spring Mist] to friendly targets within range, gaining a 60% bonus to all attributes after 1 minutes, lasting for 5 minutes.

·It is very easy to attract the hatred of plant-related hostile targets within the range.

This skill requires the caster to continuously guide it. 】

Co-authorship skills are one-time abilities that scholars leave on other scholars' weapons. The user must fully understand their core abilities before they can be activated. Therefore, science has the fewest co-authorship skills, art comes in second, and literature has the most. After all, if you don't know the science, you don't know it.

[Dead Branch Chant], this skill... does it buff? It does. But the negative effects it has on plants are perfect for this place!

As the chanting began, a stream of withered green and brown light spread and sank into the sorghum. Shu Li suddenly turned around, and a black mist filled his face.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Nie Weiyang immediately raised his spear high, and it was shining. He chopped down with his spear, and the sharp crystal blade tore through the air!

“——My morality!!!”

The radiance of the divine sword tore through the darkness, and among the flying sorghum, all the lights of the exploding skills were overshadowed by this light, but it was strangely not dazzling, and did not even take away any color. It was just a ray of light descending into the world!

‘Boom! ! ! ’

The earth shook, and everyone's vision was flooded with light. Then, a luminous fissure about fifteen meters long appeared.

It was not long, but extremely deep and the cracks were concentrated, like a sharp sword rushing forward. When Shuli rolled under the cracks, light shot up into the sky, causing it a second injury!

Even though Shuli, as a boss, weighed much more than a human, it still had to endure this set of terrain pits. But soon, a hoe emerged from the light at the bottom of the pit, smashed heavily into the earth and rocks, and slowly pulled Shuli up -

Nie Weiyang swung his spear that flashed with lightning, and rushed forward with a dozen melee professionals who emerged from the depths of Gaoliang!

……

Yes, Shuli’s mechanism is extremely sinister, extremely sinister.

Sufficient manpower, sufficient range of lethality, strong command and dispatch capabilities, estimation of one's own combat effectiveness and the enemy's combat rhythm... If any two of these four are missing, the battle is doomed to fail, the only difference is the length of time it can be sustained.

The people of Gushi had failed in their three previous attempts to conquer Shuli. It was not the fault of the people of Gushi, but the mechanism of this thing was really unethical and the tolerance rate was too low. In addition, there was a level limit. Every time a challenge failed, the people who retreated had to continue with injuries the next time.

Even with intelligence, tactical planning, and execution capabilities, if someone makes a mistake, it may lead to a complete collapse.

But humans are not infallible—they are human, not NPCs. No matter how hard they train to eliminate the possibility of error, they can never completely, thoroughly, and irreversibly guarantee a 100% success rate for anything. Training, coordination, on-the-spot performance, and research and support from various academics and support professionals are all essential.

If you want to improve the fault tolerance rate overall, one link must bear greater pressure.

For example, the defensive profession can completely stabilize the boss's hatred, giving others more room to play.

And this is the meaning of the existence of the defense profession!

In this battle, all of Nie Weiyang's actions were aboveboard and trustworthy.

Those who are at the front of the crowd must do this!

"Ranged classes, keep up!" A battlefield commander emerged from the sorghum field and shouted, "Everyone else, pour the fuel!"

Water-related bosses like the three-headed water snake have the characteristic of "endless continuity," while farming and plant-related bosses have the characteristics of "life cycle" and "endless growth." Therefore, if Shuli's crops are not properly cleared, they will repeatedly spawn, repeatedly tormenting the players who challenge them...

But how could humans possibly play with it by slowly cutting sorghum?

Occupied fertile soil? Unusable plants?

Burning wasteland is a traditional art of mankind!

"Damn it, hitting anything just drops so much fuel, that's all I need for today!"

The commander in military uniform put his hat in his pocket and took out a plastic briefcase from his backpack.

If poison is a tool used by humans to defeat the strong with the weak...

That fire is the tool that humans use to resist all things, to fight with their lives, and even to perish together!

In the dark zone under the cover of night, the battle rages on. Lines of torches light up the city streets.

“The curfew begins.

"Everyone has gone inside? Then our people should go inside as well."

Chapter 149 Come on

At this moment, the city was noisy and empty, with tens of thousands of well-trained soldiers pushing open the doors of public places or knocking on people's doors.

Liang Zhenduan's face was gloomy. He held a torch and walked into a cafeteria with everyone.

The firelight illuminated the silent and deserted cafeteria. Although everyone's footsteps were as light as possible, they still caused echoes in the empty and spacious space.

The smell of fireworks, human bodies, and all the lingering odors flowed here, and Liang Zhenduan waved his hand, blowing a gust of cold wind:

"Search!"

Something ran past in the shadows, and several people immediately chased after it. After a while, the guard brought back a huge black rat that was as long as an arm.

Under the current conditions, cockroaches would be served on the table, so where did such a big rat come from?

Liang Zhenduan had a gloomy face and looked at the old Taoist priest next to him who also had a gloomy face.

"Summoned creatures." The latter said, "Some people's summoned creatures are rats."

Now, even information leak cases where the target cannot be found may have a creditor.

Liang Zhenduan's rage burned, but his expression remained clear as he said in a deep voice, "Open the sewers and take a look!"

……

Such a big problem today cannot be solved by elites alone.

Nie Weiyang and Liang Zhenduan decided that the former would lead the combat elites to clear out the key targets outside the city, and the latter would lead others to find and deal with the bait in the city.

Neither dividing the troops nor exchanging them is feasible.

The BOSS has a limit on the number of people, so only the elites in the combat field can fight to the death. No matter how many ordinary people come, they will be slaughtered.

The area in the urban area is too large. In a city with millions of people, if the elites were to search there, it would not even make a splash.

It requires ordinary people, normal people, the general public, and those forces that are often overlooked to dig deep into the ground!

Nie Weiyang believed in their strength.

He firmly believed that the people in the old city would solve the problems in the city, just as he and his current comrades would solve the problems outside the city!

As the sorghum fields became increasingly damaged, four layers of [Say I'm Worried] appeared on Shuli's body. It began to bleed continuously, but at a slow rate. Its attack frequency also decreased, but it was still fierce and ferocious.

At the same time, [What Do You Want?] and [Chunsheng] were restoring the remaining sorghum plants, which slowed down the progress of the destruction.

But that's okay. The fuel is gone.