Soon, the second round of matchmaking is complete, and with it, it's time to bet.

The players who made a lot of money last time because of the reversal of the Farewell Legion rushed over again without saying a word.

"Hehe, continue to follow the Farewell Legion!"

"Hopefully the odds won't drop too much this time."

"It's hard to say, we all know that Huangquan is powerful, maybe there will be a lot of bets, and the odds are estimated to be a lot lower."

"It's still cool to play the game, 52 times the odds, I earned more than 20 million!"

", then don't you make a lot of money, but unfortunately, I only made more than 300,000 yuan in other games I bet on in the last game, no, I will also bet on them in this game!"

They are a group of unprofitable masters, and under the temptation of huge wealth, this group of players hurriedly found the game group of the Farewell Legion, and they were about to bet.

But.

", don't bet on the Farewell Legion yet, this game is going to be over!"

"Nima, Huang Quan's luck is really unlucky, it's not good to meet anyone, he actually ran into the undead army!"

"Huh? Undead legions? Bragging, how can you not die! ”

"It's really immortal, don't you know, more than half of the players in their legion are wise, and there are not a few of them who can resurrect skills, you think about the amount of healing, you think about the resurrection ability, it's not what immortality is!"

"Also, there is also their regiment leader Modo, I watched the last game, their legion leader Moduo resurrected everyone with a group call, and it was amazing!"

", no wonder it's called the Immortal Legion, as long as this Modo doesn't die, won't it never fail?"

"So, Huangquan is finished!"

The players' eyes are bright.

In the last game, Huang Quan was lucky to defeat the Crazy Dragon Army, but he also exposed his weaknesses.

Now, in the face of the undead army with the ability to resurrect the group, in the eyes of players, he has no chance of winning.

Thereupon.

Players who originally followed the trend and wanted to bet on the Farewell Legion did not hesitate to change their course and bet their gold on the Undead Legion.

But not all.

There are still bets on the Farewell Legion, and most of them are players who make money in the first game.

More than 20 million!

It's been earned a long time ago.

So.

Seeing that the odds of this game were as high as dozens of times, this group of people did not hesitate to go out and bet the gold coins on the Farewell Legion.

"You must bet on the Legion forever!"

"No, I'm a Huangquan brain-dead fan!"

"If Huangquan doesn't win, who wins!"

"It's just 450,000, it's a small matter, you should support Huangquan!"

"If you win, it's cool, 44 times the odds, isn't it almost 20 million!"

"If you want to win, you must win!"

The game hasn't started yet, the game between the Farewell Legion and the Undead Legion has already attracted enough eyeballs, not to mention anything else, just the gold coins bet on this game are as high as 40 billion, and then look at the other games, pitiful!

The audience is betting.

Huang Quan was looking through the map.

This time, the good luck didn't patronize Huangquan, and the guess box won, and there was no way to choose the smallest map, so I could only figure out a way on the map type.

"Hmm, what map should I choose?"

Looking through all types of maps, Huang Quan wanted to find the most suitable map for him.

"The wasteland is similar to the plain, and when people run, they can't chase it, don't want it."

"Desert? , it slows down your movement speed, don't. ”

"Deserted city? It's all buildings, and if it's hidden, there's nowhere to find it. ”

"Huh? This one is good, that's it! ”

With a little hand, Huang Quan finalized the map.

On the other side, Modo was chanting a mantra.

"Woooooooooo

"I actually ran into Huangquan, I won, I won!"

"Damn, you dare to buy my Nine Turns Golden Pill so cheaply, you will definitely pay the price, you will!"

"I'm Modo! As a hidden professional redeemer, he is destined to become a legendary existence, as for Huangquan, you will obediently be my stepping stone, wahahaha! ”

Thinking of the fact that he sold the Nine Turns Golden Pill with 50 million gold coins, Mo Duo was furious, and thought that he had the opportunity to destroy the Yellow Spring with his own hands, Mo Duo trembled with excitement.

In this trembling, Modo almost didn't choose the smallest map.

It stands to reason.

If there are more people and fewer people, it is natural to choose the smallest map.

But.

Thinking of the tragedy of the Wild Dragon Legion, Mo Duo couldn't help but feel frightened, although he degraded Huang Quan to worthless, but in his heart, Mo Duo didn't dare to underestimate Huang Quan, so he could only obediently choose the largest map, intending to rely on the strong endurance of the Undead Legion to slowly consume Huang Quan.

The map is selected.

The countdown ends.

The white light of the transmission, flickering constantly.

Legion battles of five against a thousand, begin!

"Damn, it's so hot!"

"Captain, why did you choose such a map?"

"Boss, why do I have such a bad feeling?"

"Ahhhh......h

"Huh? Nanshan, are you swollen? ”

Poor King Nanshan, only half of his shouting, was drowned by magma.

The kid was blind, and after he came in, he didn't even look at the environment, so he rushed forward, and accidentally rushed into the magma, and before he even had time to take drugs, he was directly burned to death by the magma.

Look at the bubbling magma.

Looking at the king of Nanshan who had sunk, the black line of the four people at one end.

It's not just the king of Nanshan who is dead.

The players of the Undead Legion are also screaming.

"Ahhh

"Fake, who pushed me!"

"Pull me, pull me!"

"Bastard, how did you choose such a map!"

"Be careful, this magma has a lot of damage and will burn people!"

Before the battle began, there was already attrition on both sides.

This is a map of an underground karst cave, a magma river, meandering within the map, a boulder several meters thick, chaotically across the magma river, becoming a natural bridge.

The people on both sides refreshed at both ends of this magma river, looking at each other from afar.

"Damn, damn ......"

Although Modo had seen the thumbnail of this map when he chose the map, it was only after he actually entered the map that he realized that this map was so sinister.

1,000 fixed damage.

No matter who falls into this magma river, whether it is a body that can reduce damage by percentage, or a wise man with fire resistance, as long as they fall into the magma, they will receive a fixed damage of 1,000 points per second.

The damage is too high.

Those crispy professions that accidentally fell were burned to death in just two or three seconds.

Resurrection?

Although the Holy Light Salvation of the Wise Man can be resurrected, he can only recover 10% of his health, and with such a small amount of recovery, he was burned to death just after being resurrected.

It's not.

Looking at the unlucky ones who were guarded by the magma, Modo was a black line.

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