Chapter 659 The Huge Blood Pool Makes People Desperate

"How much blood is in the obsidian? How long will it take us to drain it?"

Now that they are all on the battlefield, these people have started to investigate, and now they have time to understand one of their own people and the equipment on Fenghuo.

After all, they didn't think Fenghuo was a player before that, and what a formidable opponent it would be, and they didn't bother to understand it in detail.

But now that they realized that Fenghuo was a formidable opponent, they had to do it, although it seemed a little late.

Since it's already time for the war, is it not too late to know about it?

When it comes to the issue of obsidian's HP, the commander doesn't want to talk about it anymore, not because he is tired of the questions raised by these people, but because he thinks this question is too difficult to talk about.

Anyone who hears this number will know that this is a century-old problem.

But now this century's big problem can only be solved by these strong people.

"A few hundred million."

The Commander allowed himself to say the number in a relaxed tone as much as possible.

As if to say so, these hundreds of millions may not seem like a lot.

But even Commander, speaking in such a tone, still has no way to change anything.

After hearing this, everyone's heart was very heavy, and when they looked at the beacon, they seemed to be looking at the monster.

How can they consume hundreds of millions of blood?

Although they think they are very strong, it is impossible for the output to be so high. It is impossible to use up all the obsidian HP of the beacon in such a short period of time.

Unless you give them enough time.

How long is enough time?

They really can't guess, but it's absolutely impossible without two or three hours, and it's all too little to say.

"Come on, we must not admit defeat."

Looking at the beacon fire with a happy smile on the opposite side, one of them said so.

How can they say that they are also strong, even these players cannot deny their strength. In front of so many people, how could they admit defeat?

It is absolutely impossible to admit defeat. At this time, they should persevere to the end. They can defeat the beacon.

Isn't it just two hours?

They can defend the city for 24 hours, which is enough.

What they thought was easy, but they didn't count the damage of the beacon fire.

They can use up Beacon's obsidian HP in two hours, but aren't they worried about Beacon's counterattack?

The beacon fire is not a piece of wood, standing still and allowing them to attack.

If the beacon fires attack them within these two hours, it will also cause huge damage to them.

But obviously they didn't think of this, maybe they felt that the damage of the beacon was too low to have any effect on them.

All they can think of is that it may take a lot of time to kill him now.

Rather than being likely to be killed by the beacon fire.

"Kangshui Eddy!"

"Three sticks into sainthood!"

In the end, these people also cheered up. Although it was a failure just now, it is impossible to give up just like that.

One by one they used their powerful skills.