Chapter 963： Ultimate BOSS

Hate, he remembers that his judge's servant called him by this name.

The reason is that he uses the emotions of human beings as food, but whether it is human anger, sadness, or despair... all can be his nourishment, making him stronger.

So hate has always focused on provoking hatred between humans and humans, which is also a very simple thing in his view.

There are many human wars in the past history that have his shadow behind him.

Until today, he personally participated in the war.

A group of corps who did not know where to come from surrounded it with several avatars, it underestimated the power of this coalition... The part that was separated from his body was gradually wiped out.

On the seventh tower of the central tower, the dark elders who chose to follow the outside world watched the army of the Alliance and the Horde players.

The messenger light is standing next to them, and they can smell the smell of panic from these dark elves.

"The messenger, why not close the door to the core of the holy tree!"

The elder elders of the dark elves questioned hatred. After the dark tree of the dark elves was eroded by fog, the space of consciousness was attributed to hatred.

The energy that the world tree needs to absorb gradually becomes the negative emotion of the soul.

He should have the same power in God in this space of consciousness.

"If I replace my host, I will let all these guys drown in the magma, which is not enough now..."

Hatred is just a consciousness in the body of Loyd, the **** of order, and the power of Loyder has been eroded by him for so many years.

It is only necessary to see the riots in the real world of the sea, and the negative emotions he collects can help him completely erase Loyd.

"You don't need to be impatient, their existence is very special, but after all, they are just bugs in the field... they can't even step on the door of this tower!"

The haters who watched the underneath poured into the tower in the middle of the magma. He opened his arms and the five fingers stretched out like the branches of trees.

A lot of fog overflowed from his body, and this huge force made the dark elders have to step back a few steps.

The space of consciousness formed by the entire fog began to slowly shake up, and the adventurers who besieged the twisted monsters on the seventh floor noticed something wrong.

The ground began to break, and one and one twisted monster broke through the ground and the rock wall above it appeared on the battlefield.

The adventurers did not expect that when they were playing BoSS, they would still refresh the new BoSS. The problem is that there is more than one brush, and each of the Raiders areas is composed of five or six monsters!

This moment instantly put the battlefield in chaos, the original fifty more adventurers besieged a BoSS situation ... instantly transformed into more than six BoSS besieged a group of adventurers.

The Dark Elf elders were shocked to see the adventurers who were defeated by the hatred of the sorcerer. The original one-sided battle was instantly reversed.

They are standing here to hear the sorrows of the adventurers intertwined with the roar of the monster's anger, followed by a complete defeat.

"This is the true power of the messenger." A dark elder elder muttered to himself.

"They overestimated their ability..."

The other dark elf's sentence just said that he found his own perspective on the ground, watching his body without a head stand there for the fog to disappear.

The last scene seen by the dark elf perspective is the moment when a thief holding a dagger in his hand cuts the neck of another dark elder elder.

"Who!"

The dark elves gathered around the hatred reacted in an instant, and they turned their heads to look at the entrance to the room.

"How did you find these secret passages?" Hey? Is this the final BoSS?"

A sturdy Tauren appeared at the entrance, and a team of heavily armed fighters and mages emerged behind the Tauren.

When the Tauren saw the dark elves, there was no nonsense at all. Thunder flashed on his hands, and the arc of the next second thunder slammed into one of the dark elves.

These dark elves reacted, but they didn't work... they had no way to use real magic in the space of consciousness.

The arc was flowing freely on the dark elves, and the next moment they were baked directly into coke and fell to the ground.

‘These are the real dark elves... Is it a thousand-faced tribe in reality? ’

A dialog box emerges behind the Tauren. This dialog comes from the role of Shear.

In the reality, Scheier also had a certain relationship with the Dark Elves. When chatting, Thousands of Faces also sighed with a sentence. Sheyel ‘I’m going to kill the Dark Elves in the fissure battlefield. ’

"It seems that they have their own consciousness." The Hidden man controlled by Hilary came to one of the dark elves who fell to the ground. After kicking the kick with the hoof, Hiri was sure that the goods were Real people are not modeling.

"Don't worry! Open it! This event will definitely win the first stop of BoSS."

Hilary controlled the Tauren to insert a lot of totems on the ground. The Fuya Legion had already joined the battlefield and began to wrestle with the shadow of the fog.

"Speaking, do you see Al?"

When Galloway controlled his wizard's character to release magic, he found that there was one person missing from the team.

‘Is she not following us before? Sheyle looked around the battlefield and found that she did not see the Elf character wearing the rainbow unicorn head.

It may be that their laughter and anger angered hatred, and the fog spread again in this room, hating the stalker who directly pushed Fuya with his finger.

The dark elves, who had fallen to the ground and could not move, began to distort their bodies under the erosion of fog. When they stood up again, they had extended sticky tentacles.

The body of hatred is obviously not the team of the Fia Adventures, which is only 30 people. The tentacles that are extended from dozens of distorted dark elves are as hard as spears... directly through the rear digital mage body of.

The mages in the back row declared the fall and fell, and one of the moments of hatred was also cut off by a stalker who flashed past.

The black arm flew into the sky, and a soldier used the charge at this moment, piercing the sword in his hand into the hateful body.

The hatred of the arm that was cut off quickly grew out, and the soldiers in the front row supported the hatched claws and fell directly to the ground.

In the short time of less than ten minutes, the Fia Adventure Group had a crash.

"It's over." After hating to crush the soldiers under his claws into pieces, he slowly came to the front of only one of the Taurens. "You can't beat me."

The Tauren did not retreat, but stopped the spellcasting action on his hand.

"Death in powerlessness and despair." He raised his hand and was about to wave, and the Tauren suddenly spoke.

"What you said is a bit of a slap in the face, but wait a minute... Can I ask a question before you get rid of it?" The voice of the Tauren suddenly changed from the voice of Hiri to the voice of Qiao Xiu. How many times can you refresh the brush?"

Hate did not pay attention to the problem of the Tauren. The fingertips directly penetrated the body of the Tauren, and the body of the Tauren gradually disappeared into radiance.

"Is there still my illusion that your body seems to be a little smaller than before?"

The Tauren left the last sentence before he died, which made the hateful angry hand smash the body of the Tauren directly.