Online game: As a dad, it’s reasonable to hit 999 with one hit, right?

I do not know how long it has been.

When a zombie climbed up the pile of corpses and took the opportunity to slash the mocking puppet with its sharp nails, the puppet, which had already been riddled with holes, finally had its health bar emptied.

"crunch..."

The scarecrow-like puppet had not yet completely fallen down when it was torn into pieces by two other zombies who took advantage of the opportunity.

At this point, the zombies finally lost their target.

Their eyes became dangerous again, and then they all turned their heads to look at every living person in the open space.

but……

At this time, there was a strange "reversal" in the number of both sides.

Yes, originally the number of zombies was more than three times that of the players present. There were about 1000 of them, while there were less than 300 players.

But now, the number of zombies standing and able to move on the field... is even less than the number of players.

There are only about 250 of them left.

No one could have imagined that such an exaggerated thing would actually happen. More than 700 zombies were killed by those six people as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

Countless zombies rushed towards the puppet that emitted the sound waves, but the puppet was always guarded by a masked man holding an iron sword. He usually only needed to cut a zombie with one blow.

Sometimes, if one sword strike fails to kill the enemy, an arrow appearing from not far away will instantly finish him off. The cooperation between the man and the female elf seems to be from the same body.

Because the zombies will only attack the puppets crazily, they will turn a deaf ear to attacks from other people. Even if their own kind fall like ears of wheat, the zombies behind them will continue to attack them without getting tired of it.

This kind of exhausting fighting style lasted for fifteen minutes, to the point that the number of players on the field began to outnumber the zombies.

"Am I... am I dreaming?" A beastmaster was trembling as he spoke. If he was not dreaming, then this strange place of hunting gods had no rationality at all.

"Why are these people's attack power so high?"

"One strike at a time!" A soldier looked at the broadsword in his hand blankly: "Why can they kill one strike at a time?!"

While people were still discussing heatedly, the zombies finally discovered the presence of the crowd, and immediately many of them began to rush towards the place where the three hundred people were like crazy.

If it were before, these people might have scattered like birds and beasts, but now, even if these zombies rushed over together, the team of 300 players would not be as frightened as they were just now.

It’s not that they can’t fight at this moment!

"Damn it! You're still so arrogant at this time?" One knight, trying to cheer himself up, struck his shield hard with his dagger. "Let's go together! Kill all these bastards!"

The people around also responded at this time. The anger that had been surprising them for a long time finally broke out at this moment, and many people picked up weapons and began to prepare for battle.

But suddenly an arrow whizzed in and nailed the zombie running towards them to the spot.

"thump."

The zombie took one more step and finally collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

People were stunned and subconsciously raised their heads.

In the distance, the short-haired female elf looked at the crowd expressionlessly, with the bow and arrow in her hand floating up and down, as if to warn them.

"What...what happened?" Someone swallowed and said, "What does this mean?"

They were puzzled as to why they were stopped when they were about to fight back?

Don’t those people want them to intervene?

Feng Chen, who was in the crowd, patted Monka and Xiao Zhang beside him, revealing his white teeth. "You two, it's our turn to go on stage."

The two of them and Elena didn't know what Feng Chen was going to do. They were still trapped in the tactics of Lin Chen and others and had not yet recovered, so they were naturally a little confused.

But after hesitating for a while, they followed Feng Chen out of the crowd.

Feng Chen quickly came to the front of the crowd. The next moment, he drew out his broadsword, turned around and faced the three hundred people present.

"Everyone!"

Feng Chen suddenly stuck his broadsword into the ground and said coldly.

"Please be patient, everyone. This instance should be over soon. However, before that, I hope everyone present will refrain from taking action."

At this time, a zombie appeared silently from not far behind Feng Chen, then quickly raised its claws towards Feng Chen's back.

But Feng Chen still didn't even turn his head and continued speaking.

"Every zombie here is handled by the six people behind me."

The zombie had already come behind Feng Chen. He raised his sharp nails to make claws, and sticky blood dripped from between his fingers.

Many people even pointed at Feng Chen's back and asked him to pay attention.

But when the zombie's blade fell, an arrow pierced the zombie's head.

-6010!

The zombie's body turned into mud and collapsed on Feng Chen's shoulder, then fell to the ground along his shoulder.

Feng Chen seemed to have guessed this a long time ago and just smiled slightly.

"Do you understand?"

He spoke with great force, and there seemed to be a hint of threat in his tone.

The three orcs Monka and others beside him seemed to realize something. They looked at each other meaningfully, and then followed Feng Chen's example and took out their weapons.

The crowd was completely stunned.

They never thought that things would turn out like this. What kind of a development is this?

A mysterious player wearing a mask seemed to have used some means to summon five teammates, and then a group of six people took over all the Destroyer zombies in this open space?

The individual combat capabilities of these damn zombies are no different from those of ordinary level 30 players!

But those six people seemed like "Fruit Ninjas", and the zombies were like watermelons in their hands.

Kill one with one knife and one with one arrow.

These three hundred people were already intimidated by the methods of Lin Chen and his six companions. Now, after Feng Chen and his four companions exaggerated the situation, how could they dare to disobey? They all retreated and put away their weapons.

However, during the process, someone seemed to realize something. He discussed it in a low voice with his teammates around him, and the expression on his face was as if he had seen a ghost.

"Did you see the damage on the zombie's head just now?"

"Damage?" The teammate also replied quietly: "I don't care, what...what happened?"

"Six thousand!" The man gritted his teeth as he spoke. "Fifteen minutes ago, when the zombies first started charging, the arrow shot by that female elf only dealt over five thousand damage. Only fifteen minutes have passed, and she's already dealt over a thousand!"

After hearing these words, his teammates realized that something serious had happened and were about to shout out.

But the man covered his mouth with his hand.

"Stop yelling!"

His teammates' voices came through his fingers: "Cheating? They're cheating?!"

The man slowly let go of his hand and said with a pale face.

"I just did the math. This dungeon gives everyone a 67% damage bonus. A single arrow dealing 6000 critical damage only means this female elf has an attack power of 1800 or 1900! So, with the 67% bonus and the critical hit, her attack power reaches a whopping 6200. If it weren't for the zombie's 200 armor..."

The two fell silent at this point.

A critical hit with one arrow, dealing 6200 damage?

Well, even if it was a critical hit...how did she manage to increase the damage by more than a thousand in fifteen minutes?