Molotov Cocktail

Fang Heng roughly looked at the game hint.

The Tier 2 mission was similar to previous special events, so there was nothing fancy or new.

"God, how is it?"

"Very steady."

Fang Heng waved his machete in the air as he spoke.

He was very confident.

Even if the traps and Molotov cocktail couldn't manage the zombie wave, there was still a group of backup Lickers who could join the battlefield at any time.

As he spoke, Fang Heng adjusted the spawn rate of the zombie wave to the maximum.

On the square, all the players received a hint at the same time.

[Hint: The spawn rate of the zombie wave in your area has been increased to Level 10.]

The maximum difficulty? So strong?

The players whispered to each other.

After all, without the participation of the various large guilds, they were more or less uncertain.

Fang Heng swept his calm gaze across the crowd.