Game of Destiny: This player is different

[Title name: All the grass and trees are soldiers]

[Release method: Active]

[Special effect: Heaven and earth come, grass and trees become soldiers.

Summon up to 5 straw puppets to follow the player in battle, lasting 600 seconds.

Players can control puppets to attack, defend, move and other actions.

Puppet attributes are affected by player attributes. The higher the physique, the higher the puppet's resistance to attack. The higher the intelligence, the higher the puppet's attack speed.

Puppet ability does not exceed the average level of LV6 players. ]

[Consumption: Each grass puppet consumes a minimum of 150 spiritual energy points, a maximum of 250 spiritual energy points, and a good cordyceps sinensis]

[Cooling time: None]

[Remarks: The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, the year is Jiazi, and the world is auspicious. I am Zhang Jiao, please die! ]

[Remarks: What are you alluding to? What do you want to express? What do you want to subvert? What do you want to destroy? What is your motive? Who is behind you? 】

Bai Wei, who had withdrawn from the battle circle, half-knelt on the ground.

He pressed his right hand on the ground and arranged the Cordyceps sinensis with his left hand.

With a thought, his spiritual energy was consumed rapidly.

The neatly arranged Cordyceps sinensis began to grow wildly.

In a moment, they grew as tall as adults.

Dozens of giant grasses were tangled together, weaving into straw puppets in the emerald green light.

But they were just straw puppets, not very threatening.

But their transformation continued.

Bai Wei's arms trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The spiritual energy tank was rapidly reduced at an exaggerated speed visible to the naked eye.

And those straw puppets became short and strong, and the grass leaves became tight and tight.

In his empty hands, a bamboo-like sword and a rattan armor shield appeared.

"It's done."

Bai Wei, with a pale face, retracted his palm and staggered to stand up.

Five rattan armor grass soldiers protected him in the middle.

Although they were five temporary workers, they were all murderous.

They were even more murderous than professionally trained bodyguards.

Not to mention those street urchins who could be pulled in for a pack of cigarettes or a meal.

The appearance of the rattan armor grass soldiers temporarily slowed down the paper figures' offensive.

They looked at these sturdy men with green and sturdy bodies, a little confused.

After a moment of daze, they confirmed that the target they wanted to eliminate was hidden among them.

They no longer hesitated and rushed up again with their teeth and claws bared.

It is said that after a person dies, there is a breath of evil air stuck in his throat, so the ghost can only exhale but not inhale.

Therefore, whenever a ghost appears, it must be accompanied by gusts of cold wind.

Feel this ghost energy coming towards him.

Bai Wei's eyes were cold and he pinched the magic formula with his hands.

He controlled the five rattan armor grass soldiers to fight.

Normally.

Even if you find five humanoid weapons of the level of Gazige, and use hot weapons to fight against the paper man.

Due to many factors such as panic and injury, not only will you not be able to kill the paper man, but you will also be torn into pieces by five horses, and your body will not be left.

However, the rattan armor grass soldiers are different.

They have no sorrow or joy, are not afraid of pain, and are not afraid of death.

In addition, they are physically strong and hold swords and shields. (The damage attribute caused is linked to the player's power system)

They have a very obvious advantage in dealing with visible and tangible paper men.

On the battlefield, the two sides clashed at close range.

Bai Wei, who was in charge of the control, retreated slightly to avoid the aftermath of the battle.

His hands seemed to be playing the Pomician Rhapsody.

Ten green jade fingers, like butterflies fluttering, are extremely agile.

Defense, attack, cover, exchange.

Under his control, the straw man team cooperated quite methodically.

It feels like... watching RTS (real-time strategy game) players perform micro-management on the spot.

It is estimated that this Taoist priest usually plays games such as StarCraft, Age of Empires, and Command and Conquer.

In a blink of an eye.

The festive wedding banquet turned into a chaotic battlefield.

Some paper figures were killed and turned into debris.

Some rattan armor grass soldiers were damaged and dropped a lot of grass leaves.

In the life-and-death battle, the battle situation gradually tilted towards the players from the initial evenly matched.

After all, in front of professional players, paper figures with no tacit understanding and equated with a mob are no match.

In a cup of tea.

The original number of more than 20 paper figures was killed, and only a few were left.

Bai Wei, who was controlling the rattan armor grass soldiers in the back, did not relax his vigilance because victory was in sight.

His attention was always kept in a highly concentrated state.

The white clothes on his body were soaked with sweat unconsciously.

There was an emotional impact.

More importantly, it was excessive consumption of spiritual energy.

How does the saying go?

Humans have their limits after all.

Bai Wei is currently at level 7.

Even if his attribute points are completely tilted towards intelligence and perception, his psychic energy limit is only a little over 1,000.

In the skill overview, besides explaining that psychic energy is required to create a straw puppet.

There is alsoThere is a hidden limitation that was not mentioned.

Micro-controlling the straw man also consumes spiritual energy.

"Not much spiritual energy left..."

Bai Wei took the time to look at his spiritual energy value.

He couldn't help but feel anxious.

He was too arrogant to forcefully create 5 rattan armor straw soldiers.

If he had known that the paper man was so powerful, he would have just created straw soldiers of a lower level.

When he was in a hurry to strangle the paper man, he couldn't help but ignore the threat not far from the side.

It was a paper man.

A mutilated paper man with its legs and right arm cut off, leaving only one arm.

Slowly, slowly.

It quietly crawled behind Bai Wei.

It raised its paper face with a weird expression and stared at the target's back.

It was just a little bit away from touching it.

When the distance between the paper man and Bai Wei was less than two meters, the former was ready to use all his strength to kill it in one fell swoop.

Whoosh!

A strong wind burst from the opposite direction.

Carrying the extremely yang true energy, it pierced straight into the paper man's forehead.

Like a street barbecue, it pierced the disabled paper man who had been sleeping on firewood and tasting gall.

"Xiaobai, you are still a little naive. Didn't you notice that the enemy climbed up behind you?"

A lazy voice with a hint of coquettishness sounded from the side.

In the alley of the shantytown, Qin Nuo stepped on the air bricks and stepped into the air.

Carrying the bride on his shoulders and the groom in his hands.

Looking at the two people's appearance, they should have resisted fiercely and were beaten up.

The head drooped softly, almost like a dead fish.

Qin Nuo threw the bride and groom to the ground casually, and jumped to Bai Wei's side.

He directly pulled back the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Penetration and shook a gun flower.

Imitating the fierce Zhang Fei, he rushed into the battlefield.

As the saying goes, "beat the dog when it's down, and kill it when it's weak."

The addition of new forces greatly shortened the battle process.

Stab, stab, beat, slam, entangle, circle, block...

Qin Nuo's spear, which was more than ten feet long, was dotted with cold stars and silver light.

It was like a tiger dancing on the ground, and it was as fast as flying.

Several paper figures with pale faces were all stabbed to death by the big gun in his hand like a pile driver.

"You got it done so quickly?"

Bai Wei, who was breathing unsteadily, calmed his breath and moved to his side.

He looked at the bride and groom with doubts.

Meaning, are these two people so weak?

"Hehe, they are just cattle and horses that weave mats and sell shoes, butcher pigs and buy wine."

Qin Nuo said confidently with his spear.

It seems that this couple is really weak.

But, is it really so?

Bai Wei looked at him suspiciously, trying to find clues from it.

But this person is wearing a mask.

It gives people a sense of strangeness that keeps people away from him.

It's not easy to find flaws.

Qin Nuo waved his hand and changed the subject; "Let's not talk about this. What the hell are these straw men? They look pretty cool."