A huge octopus squeezed out of the abyss. Seeing it reminded people of Jason the Sandcrawler, except that it was much bigger than Jason, and it was very ferocious, exuding cruelty and fear.

Powerful breath.

Its tentacles are not simple tentacles, each tentacle can be regarded as a big BOSS.

As soon as they made contact, a large number of players were killed.

Fortunately, Su Mo saw the opportunity early and put away the battleship Destruction of Heaven and Earth, otherwise this second-level cruiser would have been smashed into pieces today.

After the battleship was taken away, all the people and things on it fell into the water, but Su Mo couldn't control all of this.

Su Mo didn't mind sacrificing the battleship if he could cause damage to the octopus monster.

But the actual result is that there is no hope at all. The battleship is like a small paper boat in front of such an octopus monster.

"Balista, giant ballista!" Su Mo shouted loudly.

The giant crossbow was wound up, and a giant crossbow arrow that exceeded the specifications of a spear flew out with a loud sound. The crossbow string vibrated, and a cloud of ash rose up.

The crossbow arrows that Su Mo had been looking forward to did not perform as well as he imagined.

If crossbow arrows can cause damage to monsters, then everyone should spend more effort to defeat the BOSS and be mentally prepared to make huge sacrifices, so that the BOSS can always be eliminated.

However, if it is like now, the giant crossbow arrows will not even damage the octopus monster's fur...

That's a slap in the face.

Escape?

Retreat to cut losses?

Su Mo's mind was spinning crazily, and he didn't know what else he could do.

The informant gathered the property of Huggins Town, took away everything he could, and waited until he had the opportunity to come back and rebuild Huggins. This was the most sensible approach, but he did not want to do this.

"Thorin, where did Thorin go?" Su Mo shouted loudly.

Players really have no choice. The ballista is the most powerful attack method that players can currently use. If this method is useless, everything else will be in vain.

The NPC should have something to do.

So he remembered Thorin Satre, the commander responsible for liaising between players and aboriginal people, who had never contributed much. It was Su Mo's people who fought on the Great Wall.

"I saw that he seemed to have left." A player said with a pale face.

"What do you mean?" Su Mo was confused.

"It seems to have escaped, I don't know." The player expressed his guess.

"Impossible, shut up. If you talk nonsense, I will shoot you." Su Mo said coldly, and the player immediately did not dare to say anything.

Everyone is a player, no one is superior to others, but Su Mo is different. He is not only a nominal commander on the Great Wall, but also a spiritual commander. No one will be unconvinced. He said it is impossible, and the players who provide information are

Even more uncertain.

"When did you see him leaving?" Su Mo grabbed the player who was about to run to fight.

"About an hour ago," the player said.

"Okay, go fight and take good care of yourself." Su Mo patted his shoulder and trotted to the NPC camp.

He didn't believe Thorin Satyr would deserter.

Thorin Sartre is not a new recruit who has just entered the battlefield. Thorin Sutter has been on the battlefield for a long time, has made great achievements in battle, and has experienced countless tests of life and death. If he were greedy for life and afraid of death, he would not be able to reach this stage today.

What's more, his last name is Sartre.

As a former royal family, even if he died, he could not afford to lose those who escaped from the battle.

Su Mo, who originally wanted to ask everyone to evacuate to avoid losing experience, changed his mind after thinking about it.

"Under your feet is the Great Wall, our line of defense, our home, and our position. What is before us is a big test, death, and fear, so we should escape, retreat, and strategically shift.

But are you willing?" Su Mo's voice resounded throughout the entire Great Wall defense line, and even half of Huggins could hear it.

"The enemy is too powerful, but should we retreat just because the enemy is powerful?"

"You are afraid of losing experience, afraid of losing equipment, afraid of being touched by this damn big octopus and dying."

"But are we afraid of death? Are we afraid of death?"

The players who were already losing ground stopped. They were not fools, they would not be easily brainwashed, and they would not be able to make their blood boil with a few words and they would not be able to restrain themselves.

But Su Mo's voice asked them.

Are you afraid of death?

The number of people retreating gradually decreased, and many people stopped.

"If you're afraid of a hammer, wouldn't you die?"

"Playing a crappy game, there's nothing to fear about death."

"Think back when we were opening up dungeons, we would have to die at least seventy or eighty times a night. Who cares about that?"

"If you don't retreat, I will die here today. Come on, give me a free return trip."

Players began to pour in ahead of time, and the octopus monster that had logged in was frantically attacked by players.

The balance of victory——

It does not change with the intensity of the counterattack. If there are too many ants, the elephant will be killed. That is because the elephant has weaknesses and can find ways to break through the defense.

Not now, no player can cause harm to the octopus monster.

There is no forced blood reduction.

The octopus monster came into this world with as much blood as it has now.

However, if you want to trample the ants to death, you have to lift your feet. Under Su Mo's command, the player perfectly interpreted the art of dying.

The equipment was lost all over the place, and the experience was rapidly reduced.

But everyone doesn't care. Death can be generous. If anyone can survive the attack of the octopus monster, it will immediately become a very proud thing.

Even so, the octopus monster gradually approached the Huggins Great Wall.

The Great Wall has been broken before, and it has failed briefly, but this is the first time that a large piece of the Great Wall has been overturned by a tentacle, and it has collapsed as if it were broken.

The players were red-eyed, and even those players who had just been resurrected entered the battle again.

The apostles could no longer play a role in turning the tide. Except for a few who worked to resurrect Kelgard, the remaining apostles were almost wiped out.

According to the statement with the most likes, you just get used to it by dying.

Su Mo's hand pressing on the command tower was trembling a little. He was not a real war machine. He was a human being with a cold face and a warm heart. Seeing such scenes, he felt a little trembling in his heart.

"Thorin, Thorin, don't let me down, otherwise even if the monsters can't kill you natives, I won't let you go."

The command tower was quickly destroyed, and such an obvious building could not escape the eyes of the octopus that covered its body.

After coming out of the resurrection point, Su Mo saw the octopus monster that was still being slaughtered not far away.
Chapter completed!