city ​​of sanctuaries

Chapter 68
However, the two people in the battle did not dare to be distracted at all. Both Shen Luoluo and Fang Tian knew that when the boss' blood volume was below 10%, there was a chance of special situations such as berserk, mutation, and special skills. The further you get to the back, the more you can't relax.

Similarly, everyone sitting in front of the screen held their breath and stared at the live video in front of them, feeling that the people operating the computer in front of the screen were just like them!
It's about to reach 10% blood volume!

"Roar!"

Sure enough, what should come still has to come. Under the attack of Fang Tian and Shen Luoluo, the hard armor on the desert scorpion began to harden and turn black. It also deals more damage.

Shen Luoluo was well-informed and warned, "Fang Tian is careful! He's going to amplify his moves!"

The enraged desert scorpion let out a roar, and then violent sand and dust started to rise from his surroundings. At the same time, huge dust circled around the desert scorpion.

Fang Tian suddenly felt something strange under his feet, and when he lowered his head, he found that his feet were actually stuck in the sand, and the game prompts in his ears also came through at the same time.

"Warning: You are affected by sand. You enter the center of the sand. Your movement speed is reduced by 30%, and your maximum health is reduced by 5% per second."

The audience in front of the screen didn't know what kind of predicament Fang Tian and the others were in. What they saw was the physical effect of the Desert Scorpion's ultimate move, the sandstorm.

Under this effect, Shen Luoluo found that her sight was blocked by the dust, and it was difficult to see Fang Tian's position in the dust.

"Damn it!" This was the first thought that came to Shen Luoluo's mind.

At the same time, he also received a prompt from the game: "Warning: Due to the influence of sand and dust, your spell and long-range attack hit rate is reduced by 50%."

Fortunately, the healing spells are not affected by the dust, and she is now in a team with Fang Tian, ​​he can clearly see Fang Tian's current state, he is still alive.

If this is the case, then this big move is really not very good...

However, what happened next really froze the smile on Shen Luoluo's face.

The desert land in front of him began to stir, gradually forming small eddies.

Shen Luoluo felt that this kind of situation seemed familiar, as if it was the same routine when the giant desert scorpion appeared before...

Under the influence of the sand and dust, a large number of small poisonous scorpions drilled out from the bottom of the desert. At first glance, it turned out to be a densely packed group, at least forty or fifty.

If it were an ordinary boss team, at this time it might only be necessary to retreat temporarily, and then the fighters would step forward to resist, plus a few rounds of range-type magic output from the mage, it would be able to handle it, but it is different now. Fang Tian and Shen Luoluo are two people.

Shen Luoluo will face a large number of small poisonous scorpions, but she only has one area damage skill...

What made Shen Luoluo even more horrifying was that there were small poisonous scorpions crawling out of the desert all the time. The densely packed feeling made Shen Luoluo's scalp feel a little numb.

For priests and assassins who lack range skills, these small poisonous scorpions may simply be unsolvable existences.

Seeing that the situation, which was good just now, took a turn for the worse, the barrage immediately exploded.

"It's over, it's broken"

"It has collapsed..."

"It has collapsed..."

"DD"

"farewell"

"The anchor doesn't cry."

"Giggle, I still love you."

It seems impossible to reverse this situation...

However, at this moment, Fang Tian's face showed no expression other than indifference.

How many times Fang Tian has been born and died, more dangerous situations than this abound, but he can live to the end every time.

The master once said that the more dangerous the time, the more you need to be calm.

A poisonous scorpion behind him was about to approach Fang Tian, ​​Fang Tian seemed to have eyes on his back, and waved his backhand without looking back.

The small poisonous scorpion immediately screamed and fell backwards, turning into a ball of white light.

Just as Fang Tian thought, although the number is large, the blood volume is also not high. As long as you aim at the abdomen, a critical strike can solve it.

But at this time, the boss desert giant scorpion in the summoning state stopped the previous attack, and instead cast spells on the spot.

Fang Tian sneered at the desert poisonous scorpions not far away and approached step by step. Behind him and in front of him, including all around, small poisonous scorpions kept rushing towards him, but Fang Tian only made one movement.

A knife.

Crit!

The dagger flew and circled in his hand, and every poisonous scorpion that approached him was twisted into pieces by the sharp blade in his hand!

Looking with the naked eye, Fang Tian's hand was actually surrounded by a thin light curtain.

Facing the desert poisonous scorpion that was casting a spell and had no resistance at all, Fang Tian also swung it with a knife.

Successive sharp blades sliced ​​across the desert scorpion's abdomen, bringing out streaks of scarlet crit damage.

"What's going on!? Look! The blood volume of the poisonous scorpion is dropping!"

"What's going on? Does this skill still deduct blood?"

"Damn it, it's amazing here, Seven Injuries Fist!"

"No, it doesn't make sense!"

"Hold on! You're about to win!"

"Don't compare blindly, he is about to win anyway, don't care how he won!"

"Anchor 666"

Shen Luoluo also immediately recovered from the state of shock. She also noticed that the boss' blood volume was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Of course, he knew that it was definitely not the boss's own blood loss, but Fang Tian's output.

Of course, Fang Tian's blood volume also decreased at the same time. Shen Luoluo didn't know why Fang Tian's blood volume would slowly decrease. Think of the small poisonous scorpions that came by themselves.

At this time, I have to say that the advantage of Fang Tian's low level and low blood volume is reflected. Since the sandstorm skill is deducted according to the percentage of blood volume, it is only a slow treatment, and the blood volume recovered by Fang Tian every second just offsets the sandstorm's Effect.

As a result, Fang Tian became even more unscrupulous, and frantically drew the dagger on the abdomen of the desert poisonous scorpion in front of him, causing Cheng Chengton's output.

"puff!"

"Critical attack!"

"-90!"

After 40 seconds, Fang Tian took away the last trace of the desert scorpion's blood with a single knife, and the entire body of the desert scorpion emitted a white light.

"Success!"

"Boss is dead! Really dead!"

"Anchor 66666!"

Due to the effect of the sandstorm, they couldn't see clearly how Fang Tian managed to kill the desert poisonous scorpion in the sandstorm, but these were no longer important to them.

The live broadcast room was swiped by 6 who filled the screen, and at the same time started swiping gifts.

Seeing the small poisonous scorpions all around that also turned into white light and disappeared, Shen Luoluo finally breathed a sigh of relief, panting with exhaustion, this feeling of fighting a boss is even more tiring than fighting a group in the guild.

Think about it too.Output, control, support, and treatment, he does all these four tasks by himself, can he not be tired?

Shen Luoluo who breathed a sigh of relief looked at the live broadcast room again, seeing all kinds of gifts in the live broadcast room, couldn't help but smile a little, no matter what the process said, it was still worth it.

(End of this chapter)