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Chapter 76

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Zhang Hao and Yang Rui can afford it, but for the whole group, that is a huge loss.

Full retreat, that is 10 million points!

In the team, not everyone has points for emergency teleportation.

Some are friends dragging people to brush points, some paid Star Coins to ask him for help.

In other words, his Zhang Hao has the nature of a gold team.

A free team exploding and people dying is still justifiable.

A gold team exploding and people dying, that problem is very troublesome.

The battle continued and soon entered an intense state.

Both sides' troop types had large losses.

Undead lords, if they don't kill people, or don't force someone to activate emergency teleportation, they will be killed by the Primordial Realm's rules.

Without a way out, they were extremely crazy, completely letting their troop types attack regardless of their lives.

Zhang Hao and Yang Rui were also unwilling to leave; once they leave, that would trigger a team explosion.

No way, Zhang Hao and Yang Rui both sent several messages to Zhao Xing for help, hoping he wouldn't stand by and watch.

"Zhao Xiong." Yang Rui's phantom appeared under the moonlight, "Can we cooperate?"

"Cooperate?" Zhao Xing said lightly, "How to cooperate."

"We are willing to pay 1 million Star Coins," Yang Rui said, "please Zhao Xiong, take your people and attack those undead lords."

"Only 1 million?" Zhao Xing sneered.

Very clearly, Yang Rui and the others want to retreat, which is a 10 million point team consumption.

Points are more valuable than Star Coins!

Only willing to pay 1 million?

"Brother Yang, when it's time to strike, I will naturally strike," Zhao Xing said, "don't say anything else."

The communication was cut off, and Yang Rui was speechless.

Yes, this price is indeed low.

But does Zhao Xing have the confidence to resist so many alien lords alone?

In his view, 1 million is not little.

But Zhao Xing still didn't agree, not selling this face at all.

"No way," Yang Rui shook his head, then commanded, "Elite team, quickly kill the nearest undead lords!"

"One hour later, no matter the harvest, full retreat!"

Cooperation couldn't be talked about, so Yang Rui could only choose to let the elite team venture forward to see if they could kill some lords.

To make up for the loss brought by activating emergency teleportation later.

On the other side, Zhang Hao was also negotiating with Zhao Xing.

"Zhao Xing, sell me a face."

Zhang Hao was covered in mecha, with artillery fire everywhere behind him.

They were a mechanical lord team, with mechanical lords as the main force.

But now the consumption was too high, and he couldn't hold on either.

"You attack those alien lords from the rear."

"I have already communicated with another commander; you and the other two teams join forces, listen to my command, and kill these undead lords together."

"Listen to your command?" Zhao Xing frowned, "No need."

It was also a request for help, but Yang Rui was at least somewhat polite.

But this Zhang Hao was completely in a condescending manner.

"Unwilling?" A trace of displeasure flashed on Zhang Hao's face, "Just relying on your one team, how can you survive in this Undead Graveyard?"

"You are safe and sound now, but once we withdraw, you can't block it, and the whole team will also have to leave by emergency teleportation."

"Giving you a chance to earn points, why bother to be brave and lose points?"

"That's my business," Zhao Xing said coldly; earning points on the Glory Battlefield is all about ability.

This Zhang Hao had the intention of using others as cannon fodder from the moment he came in.

Now he turns around to beg himself, and still has such a high posture?

"Damn, you really are a fool..." Zhang Hao couldn't help but curse.

But Zhao Xing had already cut off the communication.

Directly blacklisting him.

"Damn!" Zhang Hao was furious, but now, he could only endure it.

He walked quickly to a high ground.

"Little Marquis." Zhang Hao smiled at a baby-faced teenager.

"Zhang Hao, what's wrong? What happened?" The baby-faced teenager asked lazily, lying on a chair.

"A small problem, there's an idiot who doesn't want to earn points even when given the chance," Zhang Hao said hatefully.

But in the blink of an eye, he said respectfully: "The situation is not good now; Little Marquis, you just came in and don't have points to activate emergency teleportation."

"But Little Marquis, you didn't participate in the battle, please leave here first."

"Leave?" The baby-faced teenager looked at Zhang Hao, "Are you going to explode the team?"

"Yes, I'm sure," Zhang Hao said helplessly.

"Humph. This is my first time entering a dungeon, I let you bring me, and you guaranteed it before... making me reject others' requests, and this is the result? It's really disappointing," the baby-faced one snorted coldly and stood up to teleport away.

Zhang Hao could only accompany with a smile, waiting for this noble person to teleport away.

Then he was full of anger, looking coldly at Zhao Xing's direction.

"Zhao Xing, right? We won't have a good time, and you won't have a good time either!"

"All members, move towards the designated coordinates! Lure these monsters over to me!"

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