311 Great War on the Desert Tarantulas!

Peng, peng!

The Light Armored Warrior was distracted for a moment, and the enraged Level 50 Elite Desert Tarantula behind him took the chance to jump forward. Its two long hairy legs dropped from the sky, jabbing heavily into the Light Armored Warrior's chest!

"-1432!"

"-1567!"

Two damage coefficients emerged once again!

Furthermore, due to the mere Fine-Grade armor on his chest being already damaged to a certain extent by the attack just now, the damage coefficient this time was higher than the previous.

The Light Armored Warrior's HP quickly dropped to less than a quarter!

The Desert Tarantula stood above him on four legs and held its broken leg to the side. The two legs which had already attacked remained on the ground, and the last leg was also raised up high, about to jab down on him!

Then the Sniper fired again!