Elite monsters are different from ordinary monsters, and the difference is not only in equipment.

Just like these elite bear goblins in front of us, compared with ordinary bear goblins, they can be said to be adult young men and young children.

And if placed among these monsters on the battlefield, the difference between the elite bear goblins and the monsters here is like the difference between regular troops and wild animals.

The first and absolute criterion for being an elite monster is that its attributes have reached the limit of natural growth and it has the intention to cultivate.

Yes, cultivate intention.

Everyone knows that boxers are strong, and many people also fantasize about becoming strong, but how many people can really endure the pain and persist in exercising? How many people can really replenish the nutrients they lose through exercise?
Drink a little wine, smoke a little cigarette, and put aside other work trivia. Drink for two hours, smoke each cigarette for three minutes, enjoy it for five minutes, smoke a pack of cigarettes a day, feel great, feel great. Exercise? Don't make a fuss.

As for those who think that they can vent their anger on everyone just by shouting a few declarations and showing off their passion for two minutes, let alone talk about it. . .

Similarly, many people always have a misunderstanding. They believe that strong people can be born in a living environment where people are hovering between life and death and fighting and hunting.

In fact, it is not the case. The battlefield and fighting only bring injuries.

Including the so-called kings of wild animals. Although they sound very powerful, if you calculate carefully, those kings of beasts can only live for a few years, and that's when they avoid fighting if possible.

The monsters on the battlefield before them were like wild animals. Their lives revolved around eating and being eaten, killing and being killed, and saving their lives ran through their demonic lives.

You let them meditate, let them learn magic? Again, don't make a fuss, they are busy and have no time.

These newly arrived elite goblins generally have no worries about food and clothing. They train hard in a safe place and occasionally go out for actual combat. They are all fully equipped and well-coordinated.

Comparing the two, I think many people can understand the reason why you shouldn’t act recklessly in front of professional players.

It was also thanks to the absolute racial advantage that monsters had over goblins, but despite this, when these elite bear goblins appeared in groups, the monsters near them seemed to be a little more obedient.

When the Goblin General appeared with a team of bear goblins armed to the teeth, the adventurers around Mu Hua couldn't help but become nervous.

"This..." Mu Hua looked at the Goblin General and pondered.

"Master, this guy seems to be called Dadarol." Mu Hua remembered that the goblin general once said his name, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, but Zhou Yi still remembered it.

"Well, these goblins are very strong?" Nodding in confirmation, Mu Hua looked at Lao Liu and the scouts who were obviously much more serious than before.

"It's hard to say whether it's strong or not, but it's very troublesome. There are monsters nearby and we have too few people. If we get entangled, it's easy to get into an accident."

Lao Liu frowned and threw out a formation plate while speaking. A crack in the dark space opened up, and a strange python with a body diameter of more than three meters emerged from it.

In a moment, a giant snake like a Titanoboa appeared in front of Mu Hua and others, opened its foul-smelling mouth towards the monster, and roared silently.

"Corpse demon?" Mu Hua frowned. He didn't like the smell of this giant snake. A properly made corpse demon would not decay, and would not have a strong stench. This smell came from the giant python's body.

"I haven't gotten the Faceless One yet. Although this Bone Snake is a high-level magical beast, ordinary ghosts can't control it for too long. If not, we should retreat first. At least lead these elite goblins to the rear battlefield."

As Lao Liu spoke, he glanced around and his teammates nodded in agreement.

The giant snake created by Lao Liu is not a living creature. The corpse demon is similar to the constructed undead. The refined corpse is combined with the ghost and eventually becomes a corpse soldier controlled by the necromancer.

It can retain the physical fitness of the corpse before death, but cannot release the magic mastered by it before death. And because it is not as orthodox as the constructed undead, ordinary ghosts also need to consume energy to control them. The more powerful the corpse, the greater the consumption, and it is difficult to keep them active.

The terrifying cavalry that had been attacking the monsters in all directions gathered together again. Under Mu Hua's command, the cavalry took the lead in attacking the goblin general.

Mu Hua could also understand Lao Liu's worries. Although the monsters nearby were not strong, there were many of them, and some of them possessed strange abilities.

Earlier, because they were weak and lacked unified command, a team of adventurers was able to deal with them safely under the attack of the Terror Riders.

But at this time, the Goblin General was seen waving his war hammer and pointing at the cavalry from a distance. The nearby monsters, however, seemed to be following orders and concentrated their fire on the charging terror cavalry.

Earth walls, mud blasts, stone spikes, thunder explosions, and flesh tentacles of various colors interspersed in the hands of the armed mages. All kinds of traps and magic instantly disrupted the terrorist cavalry's group charge, and various secret arts enveloped the cavalry.

Not only that, summoning arrays appeared in large numbers, and many summoned beasts were recruited by monsters to the Goblin army. Wolf beasts, dog monsters, violent bears, skeleton undead, these summoned beasts became the vanguard cannon fodder of the Goblin elite.

After blocking the Terror Riders and seeing the large numbers of Mordor on his side, the screams of the monsters, and the demons in the sky, the Goblin General straightened his chest again.

"Human! You can't run away this time! You will all die! Kill them!" The Goblin General shouted loudly. The monsters did not move, but countless swords rose from the ground.

The magician's hand, the magician's hand of the monster, although each monster can only use the magician's hand to pick up a weapon, but a large number of magicians' hands are used at the same time, and the swords and knives in the sky are pointing at Mu Hua and his group, which creates a shocking and terrifying scene. "Go!" The giant snake came out of the nest, and the huge giant snake corpse rushed towards the monster. Lao Liu tried to use the giant snake to attract the monster's attention so that he could retreat.

"Wait." Mu Hua pulled back Lao Liu's pull.

"Go first. Remember, don't get caught in the monster battle easily!" Lao Liu frowned, looking serious but not nervous. He spoke in an educating tone that was heavier than persuasion.

Under normal circumstances, the human body is still too fragile. Not only the bone shield, but most defensive magic is also wary of being attacked by concentrated fire.

Monsters are not wild beasts, especially monsters. When they have enough combat power to restrain the enemy, they also have many ways to trap and imprison people.

Lao Liu thought Mu Hua's procrastination was a bit youthful and impetuous. Facing these monsters, they were not without the ability to fight, but the reason they were able to survive to this day was not because they were stronger than other adventurers.

Instead, they are more cowardly. They try not to put themselves in a situation where they need to fight hard. Then, they are stronger while they are alive.

It’s not that they don’t dare to fight monsters to the death. As the main fighters of the brigade, all of them have fought monsters to the death many times.

However, their mission this time is not to fight the monsters to the death, but to establish a magician position.

The most taboo thing on the battlefield is to be uncertain about your own goals and to act bravely and heroically blindly. Their lives are not that cheap.

Lao Liu exchanged glances with the scouts. If Mu Hua continued to be tough, they would abandon Mu Hua. It was just a brief contact. Their relationship with Mu Hua was not close enough to go crazy with him.

"No, it shouldn't be able to trap us. I wasn't the one who ran away last time! Besides, I seem to have tentacles too..." Mu Hua stared coldly at the swords and knives in the sky, saying incomprehensible words.

The Hand of the Mage? How dare these monsters use the Hand of the Mage in front of him?
To be honest, although Mu Hua knows a lot of magic, he didn't have any killer moves in the past. Even his unorthodox fireball magic could only be regarded as a loud turret magic.

But now it’s different, his Hand of Mage has undergone a qualitative change, he hasn’t even used Touch of Jealousy yet, and the opponent actually lets him use Hand of Mage?
The fire mist surged, and facing the swords and knives in the sky, Zhou Er did not need Mu Hua's instructions, and he spread the fire mist all over the sky.

It cannot be considered a complete magic. It is just an ordinary fire mist condensed by free casting. Although it can burn ordinary people, it does not even have the power of a fireball.

However, with the support of Tuesday's powerful magic, large clouds of fire mist rushed towards the hands of the mages holding knives and guns. The swords and knives in the sky withered to the ground in an instant under the erosion of the fire mist.

The Mage's Hand is very convenient, and it is indeed a guarantee of the Mage's combat endurance, but the Mage's Hand itself is not very durable.

"Boom!" It was as if a heavy artillery attack was coming.

Along with the fire mist, the monsters in front of Goblin General on the ground seemed to be attacked by an air cannon and were inexplicably blown away.

"Snap!" The Goblin General was struck by a huge force and his whole body stiffened. He twisted his body, but was lifted into the air by an invisible hand.

The hand of the wizard, or rather, the touch of Mu Hua's jealousy.

The Goblin General struggled hard, and his helmet seemed to be whipped. Under the fallen helmet, his dark green head was revealed.

Blood burst out, violent blood energy burst out from the Goblin General's body, but surprisingly, it failed to break away the wizard's hand that was holding it.

"..." Goblin General.

Not only that, some clever monsters around also tried to use magic to knock off the wizard's hand on the Goblin General, but the abnormal wizard's hand still dragged the struggling Goblin General into the air towards Mu Hua.

The Goblin General's expression was distorted. He opened his fang-filled mouth, unable to make a sound, and blood was already oozing from his facial features.

"Dadarol, I told you, it wasn't me who ran away last time." Mu Hua looked at the Goblin General coldly and spoke softly, not caring whether the Goblin General heard it or not.

next moment.

"Crackle~Crackle~" There seemed to be the friction of bones, and the Goblin General, who was covered in armor, twisted and distorted his body as if being squeezed by a huge force.

"Bang~!" Blood splattered, and a large amount of blood burst out from the Goblin General's body between his facial features and the gaps in his armor. Even a section of his internal organs came out of his mouth.

"Bang!" A twisted and unrecognizable corpse fell from the air, and the metal armor made a sound of colliding with the ground.

The goblin general who had just arrived with great force was doomed to fail, while Mu Hua had a sneer on his face, and there was silence between the two sides in the confrontation.

Damn, it's fine to play something else, but the Hand of the Mage? Ha! (End of this chapter)