Chapter 1177 Hell Level Strength
"Is this Arthas?"
"So handsome!"
"How can this be called handsome? This is called vicissitudes! Deep! Uncle style, damn, I really want to have sex with him..."
"I'm a little wet."
Looking at Arthas sitting on the throne, the men in the team were not excited yet, and the female players climaxed for a while.
"Fuck!"
"You guys!"
Long Teng'ao turned his head with a dark face and cursed.
"Can you have some brains? This is the BOSS! This is the fucking BOSS!"
"Besides, am I not more handsome than him?"
"Whoever is wet, come to me, I will solve his problem and guarantee satisfaction!"
"Get out!"
"Disgusting!"
"Sleazy man!"
"Long Teng'ao, I have a friend who works as a technician in the club. You are his old customer. He said that you are not only three minutes, but also three centimeters!"
"Hahaha..."
"Wow, so handsome, brother Ao, three centimeters is not small!"
Accompanied by the laughter of the crowd, the angry Long Teng'ao tried to prove his innocence.
He pulled his big treasure from his crotch and threw it on the ground, roaring at the top of his lungs.
"Everyone, look, is I really three centimeters!!!"
Of course, no one cared about Long Teng'ao's three centimeters.
Just like in the movie, no one cared how many bowls of noodles Liuzi had eaten.
...
At this moment, Arthas, sitting on the throne, did not move.
He seemed to be quietly waiting for Jiang Bai and others to arrive.
As the distance between the two sides continued to close.
When the range was 50 yards.
Arthas was wrapped in mail, and his right hand on the top of the hilt rotated slightly.
"Click!"
As if some kind of mechanism was triggered, the Frostmourne also rotated slightly.
The whole hall was suddenly filled with white frost mist.
It was like the north with a howling cold wind.
[Patricide Arthas] (9-star Holy Spirit in the copy)
HP: 867800000
ATK: 82300
DEF: 33500
SKILLS: [Death Coil], [Wind Blast], [Shadow's Devotion], [Ice Storm], [Catastrophe], [Sindragos's Call], [Substitute Puppet]
LEVEL: 95
"Wow! This panel attribute is awesome!"
"860 million HP, wow, it's worthy of being the final BOSS!"
"It seems that handsome people are really strong."
"The difficulty is not ordinary."
Facing Arthas' amazing panel attributes.
Everyone talked about it.
The guys who were joking before also put away the smiles on their faces.
The expression gradually became solemn.
It can be seen that if they want to pass Arthas, they must first be prepared to be wiped out N times.
"This guy..."
Jiang Bai stared at Arthas's name and found it quite interesting.
For other bosses, the prefix is mostly a prefix that sounds awesome and can also reflect their characteristics or personality.
For example, the psychic Kel'Thuga, the slaughterer Gonzalez, the destroyer Archimonde, etc.
But when it comes to Arthas, it becomes a patricide.
"Does this guy take pride in killing his father?"
...
"You are the first group of people to come here in tens of thousands of years."
Arthas's voice is magnetic and low.
The steady voice penetrated the frost and mist and reached everyone's ears.
"Are you here to challenge the majesty of the god of death?"
The man sitting on the throne slowly stood up.
The tall body, the bright and majestic eyes.
It's like a god of war who is not afraid of heaven and earth.
"I'm here to fuck you!!!"
Long Teng'ao provoked Arthas while installing his big baby.
"Hehe."
Arthas just raised the corner of his mouth slightly in disdain.
"Your courage is commendable."
"But there is only one answer to the end, which can only be darkness."
"You are talking nonsense. You even killed your own father. Don't you feel guilty?"
Long Teng'ao, who was acting like a big baby, was confident again and pointed at Arthas and shouted.
"Hehe."
At this point, Arthas pulled out Frostmourne from the ground, and a cold light flashed.
He stared at the long sword in his hand with obsession.
"Die for the supreme power."
"This is also a kind of honor."
"My father Terenas died a worthy death!"
"Bullshit!"
"Die for me!!!"
Obviously, Long Teng'ao was greatly affected by the previous plot, perhaps because he empathized with Terenas.
Excited, he drew out his longbow and shot at Arthas.
"biu~biu~biu~"
The super fast attack speed left afterimages in the air.
The seemingly sharp arrow hit Arthas, but the guy was motionless.
As for the number that popped up on Arthas's head, it was neither too much nor too little.
"-17668!"
"-18755!"
"-19742!"
...
Based on Long Teng'ao's panel attributes, he couldn't deal such high damage with a basic attack, probably just over 10,000. But now he has a lot of buffs, and various attack bonuses ignore defense bonuses and damage bonuses.
It is normal to deal such level A damage.
"Stand up and fire!"
Seeing that Long Teng'ao had already taken action, Jiang Bai, who didn't have much idea, followed suit and gave the order.
To be honest, the first time he faced Alsace, he didn't fight with the intention of winning.
It is normal for this kind of ultimate BOSS to be destroyed three or four times at least, or more than ten times at most.
As for this first confrontation, it was mainly about getting familiar with the skills.
"hehe."
Alsace, who was standing there, smiled coldly.
Everyone was just about to disperse.
However, vines like white ice crystals grew silently under their feet. Three vines under each person's feet bound everyone within a very short period of time.
Looking around, except for those who reacted very quickly and used displacement skills to avoid this sudden vine attack.
Almost two-thirds of the people were trapped in place, unable to move.
[Death Coil]: You will be unable to move for 5 seconds. During the duration, the damage taken by Alsace will be increased by 100%.
"Something bad happened!"
The moment I saw this description.
Jiang Bai's heart thumped suddenly.
The next second.
Alsace, who was standing there, suddenly turned into an afterimage and rushed forward.
I saw the afterimage quickly passing by the player who was locked by the vines.
The afterimage disappeared in a flash, but everyone watched as heads rolled down from their necks.
"Pfft!"
In an instant, pours of blood rose into the sky, and the dark death hall was instantly filled with the strong smell of blood.
But in an instant, when the afterimage of Alsace stopped attacking and returned to its original position.
The ten players closest to him are bound by ice crystal vines.
They fell to the ground one after another.
The blood tank on his head was completely emptied.
Until they died, they still looked confused, their faces still had the same expressions they had before they died, and they had no idea what had happened.
Suddenly, the whole place fell silent.
All that's left is the howling cold wind, biting to the bone!
