Restoration of the last days

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Before that, Fang Jin really wanted to kill this evil god projection, and tried his luck to get the Territory Stone in advance.It's just that the projection is so good that I finally gave up.Instead, he planned to solve the water crisis by killing the murloc priest who summoned it, and let the projection disappear by itself.

But now, that murloc priest seems to have sacrificed his life in exchange for the projection to reset the place where the cross-plane descended, and thus no longer be restricted by existence?

After much deliberation, it seems that this is the only possibility.

But in this way, Fang Jin's previous method will not work.

In order to completely solve the water crisis and settle this murloc village, there is only one way left—to kill the projection of Miellane!

At the end of the round, we still have to face this alien god!

After making up his mind, Fang Jin recruited two thieves and asked them to summon the four deputy leaders from the other two fronts.

The murlocs huddled in the village couldn't help cheering when they saw that the human attack seemed to be frightened by the projection of the gods.It's just that, being severely injured, they didn't dare to take the initiative to attack for a while, and could only hide under the shelter of the projection and confront human professionals from a distance.

The noisy battlefield fell into silence for a short time.

After a while, Fu Chengjian and the others rushed over after receiving Fang Jin's call.

Seeing that almost all the masters of the Salvation Association retreated and stood next to Fang Jin, several deputy leaders probably realized the seriousness of the problem.

"In the murloc tribe, what happened just now?"

Fu Chengjian had the highest status among the four, and was the first to ask.

"That's the projection of the abyssal tentacles I told you before. It was originally under the magic circle in the upper reaches of the Baishan River, but was forcibly summoned here by the murloc priest for emergency treatment."

Fang Jinyi briefly explained the matter to the four deputy leaders.

Then, the expressions of the four of them changed.

The gods of the twilight plane sound very difficult to provoke, let alone a level 60 existence.They are only over ten levels, they can't even imagine how strong level 60 is.

If the battle hadn't been fought like this, and they had paid a lot of sacrifices, humans and this murloc tribe were already deadly enemies, Fu Chengjian and the others might have the idea of ​​withdrawing directly.

After weighing it for a moment with a gloomy expression, Fu Chengjian said: "The matter has come to this point, obviously it can't be good. Since the leader Fang summoned us, he must have a countermeasure?"

Fang Jin nodded and said, "Set fire to burn this abandoned village to the ground!"

In the twilight plane, there are many monsters that are immune to fire, but murlocs are obviously not included.Their individual strength has not reached the point where they can resist fire damage.

The individual arson actions of the thieves in the past were mainly aimed at creating chaos, and the threat was not great.A wizard among the murlocs can easily bring down a heavy rain to put out a fire.

But what Fang Jin said about arson was not so childish.

Since the fire attack aimed at thousands of murlocs and an abyssal tentacle projection, the scale was naturally super grand, and it couldn't be easily wiped out by rain.

For this, Fang Jin had already made a plan: to mobilize hundreds of tons of gasoline!

This small village is not too big, hundreds of tons of gasoline can easily burn it to ashes a dozen times.Even if there is rain, the oil can float on the water and continue to burn.

It is impossible for ordinary murlocs crowded together to block this level of fire attack.Either they were burned or they were forced to rush out.

Worst of all, even if the projection of the abyssal tentacle comes out together, the professional can still take the initiative.

"This method... can it work?"

Hu Shanhai, Zhu Zi, and the others had obvious doubts on their faces. After all, the murlocs were monsters of more than ten levels. Is it so easy to burn to death?

In the last days, hundreds of tons of gasoline is not a small amount.What if it takes a lot of effort to get it, but the expected effect is not achieved?

Fang Jin's response to this was extremely simple.

A few hundred tons is not enough, just a few hundred more tons!

"Would you rather die a hundred more professionals than give it a try?"

These words easily convinced the four of them.

Soon, people from the major professional guilds took action.

For this expedition, they brought a lot of fuel for consumption on the road, and some even drove several tank trucks directly.After loading and unloading the brought oil in oil drums, the convoy began to escort the oil tanker to go out to search for oil, or simply return to several guild stations that are closer to here.

One morning was spent in a long wait.

The professionals in the three directions retreated twenty steps collectively, assuming that they wanted to trap the murlocs to death in the village.However, there must be food stored in the murloc tribe, and there is no shortage of water here in Chaohu Lake. The murlocs who are a bit confused for the time being are not in a hurry to counterattack, and they are still hiding in the village to wait for the opportunity.

Until two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the tanker trucks that went out to buy oil returned one after another.

The staff of the Salvation Association also mobilized [-] tons of gasoline collected on weekdays from the oil warehouse of the Logistics Department.

In the end, the total amount of oil gathered here by all parties was close to [-] tons.Some small forces almost pumped out all the fuel in the fuel tanks of their own teams.

The rest is how to carry out this grand fire attack.

Soon, the modified trucks were temporarily reinforced, greatly strengthening the frontal defense.The back was loaded with tons of oil, turning into something like a self-exploding truck.

All it takes is a big fireball, or a scorching arrow from an archer, to easily ignite them.

A total of [-] to [-] trucks of various types will start simultaneously from the three fronts, rush into the village under the pressure of the professionals' feint attack, and finally complete their mission!

The series of actions of the alliance were basically carried out outside the sight of the murlocs.Including the reappearing abyss projection tentacles, they don't know what humans are doing.

But it won't be long before these evil otherworldly intelligences will remember a scene they will never forget.

The time to attack again was set at [-] pm.

If everything goes well, the battle will be completely over before it gets dark today!

The new order has already been issued, and all professionals are clear about what will be staged next.As the appointed time approached, trucks full of fuel were driven to the front line.

After promising 100 contribution points, the Salvation Guild easily recruited brave men who dared to drive in.

After the truck drove into the fishing village, they would use the means prepared in advance to jam the accelerator, then jump out of the car and flee back!

For ordinary people, this move can be regarded as a narrow escape. After all, there are still a lot of murlocs on the opposite side, and it is impossible to let them do whatever they want.But for professionals, as long as they have some life-saving means, the danger is actually not that great.

After all, it is the human professionals who have the upper hand on the field!

"The last 15 seconds!"

As the countdown began, the professionals who were in full condition after the break began to suppress the attack with their buffs all over their bodies.

Then, there was a dull roar from the engines of the trucks!

Chapter 300 The Final Battle

"Kill!"