Reborn as a beautiful girl, I want to be the best in the world

The archers of the Royal Guards have such terrifying accuracy even without aiming.

The second team responsible for suppression suffered heavy losses. In the face of absolute strength, the advantages brought by technological weapons were not obvious. What's more, most people did not have particularly strong technological weapons and were just making up the numbers.

The helmets and steel plates can block bullets and ordinary arrows, but they cannot block the powerful bows used by the Royal Guard archers with magic.

Soon, the archers who had lost their suppression poked their heads out again and calmly searched for their prey in their field of vision.

Aim, pull the string, release the string. Every time an arrow is shot, someone falls. But they are not happy, nor do they cheer, and there is no ripple in their hearts. They only take out another poisonous arrow from the quiver behind them and repeat this process that has been repeated tens of thousands of times.

Goblins are just their race, and hunters are their current identity.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Xiaoyan barely managed to hit a goblin warrior under the suppression of the archers. "Hold on a little longer! The third team will be here soon!"

"Where's the mage? Mage, come and save us! Brother Lingluo!" Xiaoyan briefly stopped shooting and called out to his teammates, "Can you give us a strong attack attribute?"

"Ah..." The mage groaned in pain, trying to sit up under the erosion of the poison. His right leg, which was shot by the arrow, had completely rotted away. This was the result of the priest's purification. "Priest... help me up..."

"Don't pretend to be dead if you're fine!" Xiao Yan didn't even turn his head and continued to fire.

"Assist Brother Ling Luo to finish the chant. We can still fight after the buff is removed!"

Obviously, Xiaoyan is now too angry. Ye Qing couldn't help but shake his head when watching this live broadcast.

She not only wanted to train Xiaoyan's awareness, but also wanted to train his ability to cooperate so that he could be more lively and cheerful.

But now it seems that those who are not as strong as this kid can't suppress him.

"Tsk..." The priest did not refute, and applied pain relief and purification to Brother Ling Luo, "Don't push yourself too hard."

"It's okay... ahem..." Brother Lingluo pointed his hands at Xiaoyan and the attacker next to Xiaoyan, and gave them an attack distance-enhancing attribute.

The guns of Xiaoyan and another player glowed red. The bullets that the goblin warrior's heavy armor could barely block were now unable to block.

The effect of the powerful attack was immediate, and the goblins' advance was greatly slowed down. The players nearby hid in the bunkers and waited for the opportunity.

"It's up to you guys now..." Brother Ling Luo took out a crystal pendant from his pocket, "Pastor... ahem, please pass it to my mother for me... Tell her that I... am... Ugh——"

The toxins had already eroded the digestive system, and Brother Ling Luo vomited a large pool of black blood.

"Brother, that's enough. Stop slacking off and acting so confident! No one will take it away if you set up a flag like this!"

The priest just felt that this guy was too immersed in the role and wanted to throw him back to feed the goblins and get the materials.

"Blessing"

The staff once again emitted a soft green light, healing the wounded man who was still groaning in pain, but it failed to make the man who had stopped breathing open his eyes again.

"I touched another one"

"Damn it, go out and report it, are you AFK?"

The players around started to complain, but the arrows flying overhead made them dare not speak anymore.

"Ahem..." Xiaoyan endured the severe pain of corrosion and shot at the goblins behind the cover, "Everyone, focus on the people who are still alive!"

"——" The priest turned around and began to cast support spells for Xiaoyan.

Then he propped up his staff and used his shaking legs to support his exhausted body. The high-intensity continuous purification almost exhausted all the priest's MP, but the situation was critical and there was no time for the priest to catch his breath.

“Lord…please wipe away our pain and show your mercy in our flesh!”

The complete chanting not only buys time for mana recovery, but also ensures a better healing effect.

Xiaoyan felt that the burning sensation on his wound had eased a lot. Just as he was about to say thank you, an arrow grazed his scalp and pierced into the ground.

“…” Xiaoyan’s adrenaline surged.

Death is already smiling not far away.

If I fail now, wouldn't Sister Ye Qing look down on me?

His strong self-esteem made him fight back again, but the Goblin Guards' attack seemed to mock their futile struggle.

Without any scream, the arrow pierced the head of the teammate next to him.

Sending another one away? What will Sister Ye Qing do at this time?

Xiaoyan had already started to have wild thoughts. The arrows that flew past him from time to time had made Xiaoyan blur the boundary between life and death.

Will I be shot through the head in the next second?

Xiaoyan mechanically pulled the trigger and shot at the goblins that were advancing again.

The faint red light from the gun had dissipated, and the goblin's armor became thicker again.

The goblins were gradually approaching, teammates were falling one after another, and he himself was also poisoned.

"The bullets are running out, do you still have cold weapons?"

Now the ammunition is also exhausted.

The gunfire behind me has not stopped yet, which means that my teammates are still holding on, but how long can they last?

How long has ten minutes passed? We should be almost there, right?

Xiaoyan seemed to hear the voices of Team 3, which gave Xiaoyan a glimmer of hope.

Holding on to this elusive hope, Xiaoyan raised his watch

five minutes.

Five minutes left.

The goblin seemed to realize that he could no longer attack, so he gave up moving between cover and rushed directly towards the position at the shortest distance.

The original distance of thirty meters was instantly reduced to only ten meters.

Xiaoyan seemed to have smelled the stench of the goblin.

What should I do, keep shooting or fight in close combat...

Loosening the grip of the gun, Xiaoyan pulled his teammates to hide in a bunker further back.

The white figure was still chanting with a hoarse voice, trying his best to prolong the life of the injured.

No.

My teammates haven't given up yet, how can I give up like this?

Thinking of this, Xiaoyan stood up with difficulty, holding on to the cart, pulled out his dagger, and stood stubbornly in the middle of the road.

"Come on!" Xiaoyan looked past the goblin warrior who was only a few meters away from him and looked at the goblin king who was a little further away, "Come on!"

It's strange, but at this time no arrows are flying towards me, what's going on?

He wanted to learn from Ye Qing's method and take the initiative to become a target to create opportunities for his teammates to attack.

The gunfire from behind also stopped. There was no need to think about it. The only ones breathing now were himself, the pastor, and a few wounded soldiers lying on the ground.

"come!"

The goblins surrounded them a few meters away from Xiaoyan, but did not move a step. At this time, the Goblin King in the distance began to walk towards Xiaoyan step by step.

"How stupid! Who did this kid learn this from? Why is he jumping out at this time? Isn't this forcing him to fight the BOSS alone? If there is no support later, he will just die."

Anjie, who was sitting nearby watching the game, was so angry that her nose was crooked, and Ye Qing could only smile bitterly with helplessness.

Should we say that young people are more courageous or that Xiaoyan is too easily excited? Isn't it asking for trouble to fight like this?

But Ye Qing could also understand it. After all, not everyone knew the information about monsters as well as she did.

I have to take them to play a round when I get back...

The goblin warriors made way for a passage so that there was no obstacle between the king and Xiaoyan.

"..." Xiaoyan quietly grasped a grenade at his waist with his left hand which could barely move.

We have to hurt the Goblin King no matter what to buy time for the priest to escape. The priests in the team must be alive so that all the team can be resurrected even if it is slow.

The Goblin King was still approaching him.

Ten meters...Eight meters...

Very good... a little closer...

Xiaoyan estimated the distance and pulled the ring of the grenade.

Six meters... Five meters...

The Goblin King stopped and looked at Xiaoyan at this position.

Damn, this distance may not be enough to penetrate its armor...

Xiaoyan was secretly distressed, but he didn't dare to act rashly. After all, there were more than ten pairs of yellow goblin eyes staring at him.

"...Warrior," the Goblin King began, "You, I, respect."

"..."

Xiaoyan tilted his head and looked into the eyes of this huge monster that could crush him at any time. He was a little surprised that this thing could actually communicate.

After playing the game for so long, goblins have never communicated with humans.

Although Xiaoyan had heard from old players that the Goblin King could speak human language, he was still a little shocked when he heard it with his own ears for the first time.

Xiaoyan was just thinking about what to say, but found that he didn't seem to be prepared.

The pastor behind him had simply hidden himself, not daring to show his head.

"What do you mean?"

Xiaoyan didn't understand the meaning of the Goblin King's words at this time, but he was still prepared.

The poison debuff started to take effect and Xiaoyan started to lose blood.

"Hand over the people behind you," the Goblin King continued in a muddy voice, "You, stay alive."

After saying that, the Goblin King took out a bottle of light green liquid from his waist bag made of animal skin and shook it at Xiaoyan.

"..."

Needless to say, this is definitely the antidote to the toxin.

The Goblin King was referring to the imperial envoy at the back of the team.

Chapter 9 No comparison, no harm

Just when Xiaoyan was in trouble, Zhao Manying and Huangfu Wenning also ran into trouble. They and Yue Liang formed a three-person team and efficiently broke through to around the tenth floor.

They were indeed advancing much faster than Xiaoyan, but the difficulty of the monsters they encountered was also increasing exponentially.

"Oh, things are getting bad..."

From the corner of my eye, I saw dust falling from the cave due to the impact.

It looks like this Corpse Demon King is about to break through the underground cave.

While distancing himself from the Minotaur and glancing at the Corpse Demon Queen who was about to be assembled, Huangfu Wenning began to observe the surrounding environment.

The cave looked like a large dome-shaped space, and in this space lived the Minotaur and the Corpse Demon King, two talented people. Huangfu Wenning exclaimed, "Wow!"

"Manying! Shield!"

After Yue Liang rolled over to avoid the Minotaur's axe attack, he shot at the Minotaur's head.

But the latter immediately blocked his face with his broad axe.

"then!"

It was also through this gap that Yue Liang took over the folding shield thrown by Zhao Manying.

"Strengthen the shield!"

The moment Yue Liang opened his folding shield, Huangfu Wenning used the energy shield item he was carrying to protect Yue Liang.

The reinforced shield perfectly blocked the attack without breaking. Similarly, Yue Liang, whose body was reinforced, was able to withstand the brute force of the Minotaur, who was twice his height.

At the same time, the two men seized the opportunity and immediately went around behind the Minotaur and shot at him.

A few flowers of blood appeared behind the Minotaur, but they had no other effect except making it more angry.

Huangfu Wenning immediately fixed the reinforcements on his back, stood a few meters behind Yue Liang, held the machine gun and shot at the minotaur.

Unfortunately, the Minotaur's self-healing ability was too strong, and even the damage caused by the machine gun was not fatal.

"——" The Corpse Demon King roared behind Huangfu Wenning. The dust falling from the ceiling increased again. Looking up at the ceiling, Huangfu Wenning could even see some cracks...