Chapter 664: Why do you have to work hard?

‘Blind!’ Red lights shot out from the hero’s palms one after another. Zhang Mu blinded nine Anbi’s personal guards on the field with an average blindness rate of 10 times. Now he uses the ‘defeat one by one’ tactic.

The attack power of Anbi's personal guards is indeed terrifying, but they are different from the dragon clan after all. They are born with anti-demon skins. As long as the tactics are used properly, it is not difficult to kill them.

After controlling the other nine Anbi guards, Zhang Mu would do much easier next time. The hero kept making up for blindness, the purgatory Xiaobai, the holy tree messenger, and the evil spirit insect beheaded the remaining single guards.

As the saying goes, "A good tiger can't hold a group of wolves." The 1,000-unit Anbi guard was quickly wiped out under the siege of the bosses, and several golden items were exposed. As for what it exploded, Zhang Mu didn't have time to take a closer look, picked it up and threw it into his backpack, turned his head to deal with another Anbi guard.

The battle lasted for more than an hour, and Zhang Mu successfully wiped out 10 teams of Anbi's personal guards. The process was a surprise. Fortunately, there was Fire Dragon Potion. If there was no such red bottle liquid, just 'blind' would have to use up the magic of several heroes.

After recovering its magic value on the spot, Zhang Mu pulled the cannon fodder out of the marching tent and headed straight for King Anbi.

"Sharp!" Another harsh laughter, King Anbi finally slowly stood up from the zombie throne, carried a huge kitchen knife, and walked down from the platform with a swaying three times.

The dark green skin was covered with earthworm-like sutures. It was not until King Anbi walked closer that Zhang Mu saw the whole picture of this big guy, bald, one-eyed, buck teeth... His facial image was several times more tragic than the scene of a car accident. No matter how good Zhang Mu's psychological quality was, he couldn't help but feel the desire to vomit.

"Kneel down for me! Humble human!" King Anbi suddenly roared, accelerated suddenly, and ran over with his body bent. The rusty kitchen knife actually came out of his hand and slammed hard on the head of the purgatory little white.

‘Puff!’ A blood fountain surged out, and the Purgatory Xiaobai, wearing armor, staggered back more than tens of meters, and the number was directly reduced by 7,000!

"Damn! So perverted!" Zhang Mu cursed. As soon as he finished speaking, King Anbi's second attack followed one after another, and the target was still locked in Purgatory Xiaobai.

It’s not that Purgatory Xiaobai provoked King Ambi, but because the little white pig had its weapon - a rusty kitchen knife.

"Black Dragon Wings! Green Dragon Wings!" Zhang Mu shivered for a moment and hurriedly blessed the boss fashion for Purgatory Xiaobai. The two pairs of gorgeous wings flapped hard. After seeing again, Purgatory Xiaobai had already flew backwards for more than a hundred meters. No matter how fast Anbi Wang was, he could not catch up with Purgatory Xiaobai who had blessed 200% of the speed.

“Scareful!”

King Anbi, who was 500,000 units, made strange noises one after another, gave up his pursuit of Purgatory Xiaobai, turned around and attacked the Holy Tree Messenger and the evil spirit insect beside him.

The fist as big as a casserole made a "puff" sound in the swing of it. Although Anbi Wang was bloated, his movement speed was very agile. The two holy tree messengers, lightning and flame, did not even have a chance to escape, and were killed instantly on the spot. They were also killed instantly, but also in a corpse-breaking form.

Countless wood chips floated in the sky.

"The attack power of this thing is so scary..." Zhang Mu was in a panic. Just as he was thinking, two more holy tree messengers were affected.

"The attack is high and the speed is fast. There is only one second of dodging time during the attack... This perverted boss!" Zhang Mu screamed, and after blessing a group of "moving speed" for the soldiers, he evacuated the scene without hesitation. Only the high-speed evil spirit insect was left on the battlefield and entangled with it. No one on both sides could beat each other. The evil spirit insect flew in front, and King Anbi was chasing behind.

"If you go up in melee, you will be killed instantly. The long-range speed is too slow. If you pull hatred, you will be killed instantly... The evil spirit insect has a fast speed, but it cannot draw out the gap to conduct effective attacks... This boss has a high attack, fast speed, and strong defense. Oh my God, it is simply a perfect boss!"

While dodging around the platform, Zhang Mu muttered: "No, no matter what boss it is, it must have its defects! Since its attack, defense, and speed are all high, then..."

"Magic lightning!" Zhang Mu raised his right hand, and a lightning flashed out immediately, hitting King Anbi's chest, staggering him. When he saw the words "-25" floating on everyone's head, Zhang Mu suddenly laughed and said happily: "Oh, it turns out that you are really afraid of magic! Level 1 magic can cause 25 units of damage to you? Haha!"

"One magic lightning 25 units of damage, 10 250 units of damage, 100 2500 units of damage, that is to say, if you want to use magic lightning to kill King Anbi, you have to use at least 20,000 times... If it is replaced with a more powerful Titan divine thunder, the air gun..." Zhang Mu was calculating in his mind, and took the time to take a look at the remaining Fire Dragon Potion in his backpack, 10 bottles of Fire Dragon Potion, and several advanced Fire Dragon Potions, which are enough to kill it.

After half an hour of testing, Zhang Mu finally decided to use the lowest level "magic lightning" to deal with King Ambi. Although advanced single-body lethal magic such as Titan God Tears and Air Guns can cause huge damage to King Ambi, the magic consumes too much. With the same magic value, magic lightning will have nearly 4,000 units more damage than the above two advanced single-body magic.

Sunrise and sunset, and a few days passed in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Mu, who used the "rest authority" twice during the battle, took more than 50 hours to kill "King Anbi" alone. When King Anbi screamed and fell to the ground and died, Zhang Mu stood on its corpse, looking at the equipment, drawings, resources, gold coins that exploded on the surrounding ground, and burst into tears in his eyes, and kept murmuring: "Finally, I'm killed... I won't touch this boss anymore in the future... How many people do you need to form a team to complete this boss!"

(In fact, this task requires 10 to 12 people to complete.)

"The player 'Twelve Winged Angel' successfully wiped out the 50th level world boss 'Ambi King'..."

This announcement flashed on the screens of players all over the world at this time.

"Crazy, are you fighting the 50th level world boss alone?" A Mu contacted Zhang Mu immediately, his words full of doubts.

"Yes, one-on-one fight..." Zhang Mu was so angry that he was exhausted these days. He had been doing the same thing mechanically for more than 10 hours every day. No one could stand it. Until now, he didn't believe that he had persevered.

"You are really a lunatic! How long have you been fighting?"

Zhang Mu smiled bitterly: "It's almost...50 hours, no rest time is calculated."

"You are cruel!" A Mu was speechless. He had seen a pervert, but he had never seen a pervert like Zhang Mu. He was simply the best among perverts! The 50th level boss also went to fight alone! Isn't this causing trouble for himself?

Ignoring the crazy jumping mailbox and private chat channel, Zhang Mu opened the hero backpack.
Chapter completed!