Perfect-Grade Boss 3

In this case, my arrangement is feasible!

However, is the green spear of the second of the Twelve Goblin Generals the same one that shot me?"

Thinking about how the opponent's spear, which was over a thousand meters away, still managed to injure him after penetrating the elf's earth sword defense, Wu Wei narrowed his eyes. "Even if the method I set up for her is indeed feasible, it's impossible for me to help her kill those three generals.

As expected, this girl's trump card was really bottomless!"

Of course, at this moment, Cheng Rushan was Wu Wei's teammate, and it was a good thing for Wu Wei that she had more trump cards.

Moreover, the three generals were dead.

Most of the Twelve Goblin Generals had left.

"Two, six, nine to twelve have all been taken. The only ones left are first and seventh!"

Wu Wei counted with his fingers and nodded when he saw that there were only three people left.