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Chapter 348

The Fire of Hate Misfit is a giant form like a Naga. Zhang Yuanhang stood in front of it, not even half its height.

I learned about Misfit's skills in the Fire of Hate, and I had a good idea of ​​the Flying Skirt.

Although many teams only tried it briefly, some skills were still exposed. The ruqiu Feiwu looked at Misfitt's skills and felt a little headache.

Yes, Misfitt, the temporarily released skills of Hatred Fire, only 3 skills, which can be said to be the boss with the least skills in the Elemental Fortress. However, one skill among these skills is enough to make countless teams daunt.

Withering heat wave, the halo effect obtained by Misfitt after 90%, deducting 3% of the health limit of all players on the field every 5 seconds.

In less than 3 minutes, it is enough to make everyone on the field die because of the upper limit of health.

In addition, Misfitt, the Fire of Hatred, has two skills: The Fire Hand and the Flame Shield.

The scorching hand contains the power of powerful flames, which is triggered with each attack of the fire of hatred, Misfitt. It causes a high amount of fire damage to the current target, but it can relieve the current player of the withering heat wave state.

In other words, after being constantly attacked by the boss, Zhang Yuanhang will not be affected by the skill of Withering and Heat Wave, and will always maintain his health limit.

The Flame Shield is a protective skill that can reflect fire damage. Here, Zhang Miaomiao and Ruqiu Feiwu are a bit useless, because although the Flame Shield has a cooling time and does not last long, the time it exists on the boss makes it impossible for them to output.

Even the warlock, the Iron Cavalry of Liangzhou, caused the damage to be significantly reduced due to the fire spell.

But for others, this skill has little impact, the only thing that is needed is the limit output.

"Okay, the skills are very simple, and there is no first and second stage for the boss, or we haven't collected it. But it doesn't matter, just work hard to output it."

After explaining all the skills in Ruqu Feiwu, Zhang Yuanhang said: "Everyone should reasonably allocate their own explosions. Don't save any potions and potions. We only have 3 minutes of output time. Once this time limit is exceeded, we will be in the rhythm of destroying the group."

"That's right, because of the particularity of the withered heat wave, we only use slow output before the boss's 90% health, and wait until the first time the withered heat wave arrives. You don't care about anything, just beat me hard."

Ruqiu Feiwu looked around. Then he waved his hand and said, "If you have any, go ahead!"

Zhang Yuanhang made a gesture to everyone, and ran towards the boss first.

The huge fiery red Naga flashed with a red light all over her body, and the scorching hand skill had been triggered, so she took a direct shot at Zhang Yuanhang.

The ordinary physical attack is about 1,500, and the accompanying spell damage is about 1,700. Zhang Yuanhang estimated that the trail was only less than 3,300 damage. For him, who has reached more than 7,000 health points, if the damage is less than 50% at a time, there is no danger at all.

In this battle, healing and Zhang Yuanhang were extremely easy, because there was no need to take care of other people at all. It was completely possible to ensure that Zhang Yuanhang's health was safe.

Even treatment can be reduced by one, allowing an output profession to come in and output together. However, in order to prevent special circumstances that may occur, Ruqiu Feiwu decided to let all treatments enter the group.

Slowly drop the health of Misfitt of the Fire of Hate to 90%. In an instant, the withered heat wave hits.

"Life will wither in the flames!"

The fire of hatred Misfitt roared loudly, and the boiling flames descended from all directions on this platform, constantly reducing the player's health limit.

"Get me your blood right away!"

Ruqiu flew and roared. Everyone immediately began to activate their explosive skills, or took potions to increase damage, and output frantically.

Originally, the output was only around 95 million to 10,000, but it instantly soared to 14,000.

However, this explosive damage was not lasting, and soon everyone's damage dropped to its original level, and even dropped to 9,000.

It is precisely because players will cut their mana values ​​too quickly after the explosion, so they cannot use various skills again in order to ensure sustainable output.

"Very good. In about 1 minute, we can knock out the 28% health of Misfitt of the Fire of Hate. Although it is a bit low, it is a good phenomenon."

Although this damage continues, it is impossible to pose a threat to the fire of hatred, after all, Zhang Yuanhang and his team can only attack in less than 3 minutes, otherwise they will die irresistibly in the withered heat wave.

However, the first fight can cause such good harm, but it gives everyone a little confidence.

After wrinkling for two minutes, Ruqiu Feiwu looked at the boss with about 40% health. He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. It was too late. The initial explosion caused the subsequent output to drop significantly, and he couldn't beat the boss's health at all.

"Doesn't you just output until the end of the explosion?"

Ruqun Feiwu looked at the boss and thought, but in the end he denied his proposal. The team could make two explosions in 3 minutes. If it only broke out at the last moment, it would be a waste.

Although the output will be weaker after the explosion, the two bursts can increase the average damage a little higher.

"Continue to play, our output is very strong. What is the best score on the forum? 47% seems to be this number."

Zhang Yuanhang quipped in the team: "We are now 7% ahead of their numbers, and we still have time to draw more numbers."

"It's normal to have more than them, and I don't look at how big the equipment gap is."

Awei said helplessly from the side: "If we come over from the last CD, maybe we can only kill so many of them."

"Stop talking nonsense, and try as much as you can, and then see how big the gap is."

Ruqiu Feiwu laughed and scolded Awei, and began to inspire everyone to continue attacking.

The cooling time for the various skills and potions that exploded was up. With the order of the ruqiu flying, everyone started to explode again. The refreshing skills made the fire of hatred Misfitte's health drop quickly, but there was still a long way to death.

When the withering heat wave state is superimposed to the 33rd level, Misfitt's health is still 13%, and the remaining health limit for the team is only 1% of the original one.

Seeing such a big difference, everyone felt powerless.
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