After the initial frenzy, the players seemed to be gradually familiar with the goblins' attack rhythm.
Instead of attacking actively, they began to defend passively and maintain their physical strength. In the meantime, the coordination between them increasingly got better.
Although these players were gradually getting more injured, they grasped the initiative bit by bit, switching from passive defense to active defense.
Goblins were gradually exhausted. After all, they were only at level eight. With inherent racial disadvantage, the goblins felt drained the more they fought even though they had more combat experience.
At last, after they were locked in combat for five or six minutes, the players finally started to fight back.
"They are slower!"
"They are tired. It's a good chance! Use your skills, Demacia!"
"Tenacity! Whirlwind Slash!"
Demacia roared. First, he added the buff of Tenacity onto himself, instantly improving his defense and attack. Then, he exhibited his powerful attack skill, Whirlwind Slash. Luckily, or rather unluckily for the viewers, the whirlwind he generated with his attack blew up his green dress, revealing the faint holy light under his dress.
With three snapping sounds, Demacia suddenly deprived the three goblins of their weapons.
"Go!"
With a roar, Box Meal and Cuckoo Bird rushed forward and exerted their skills at the same time. They stabbed two goblins in the heart.
Seeing the situation turning for the worst, the third goblin turned to run away.However, it was immediately entangled by Li Mu's vine and subsequently got burnt to ashes by Little Salty Meow's fireball.
The three goblins finally died. Their bodies were reduced to ashes under the operation of War Sacrifice, leaving only tattered equipment behind.
The five players received a message from the system saying that each of them had gained a considerable amount of experience points. Meanwhile, a new message appeared in their system bar, [Goblins you have destroyed: 3].
When the goblins died, Eve felt two forces coming across the void. The weaker of the two forces was the vitality of the goblins and the stronger force was the resentment of the elves' ghosts. The two forces returned to him, providing Him with about 0.03 points of divine force.
The three players of the strength system sat on the ground, breathing heavily while receiving Li Mu's treatment.
"We finally killed them."
"I did not expect that these goblins would be so difficult."
"Box Meal, you did a good job just now! I would have probably died once if you did not help me."
Demacia collapsed on the ground and said while exhaling loudly.
Box Meal said nothing. He nodded and silently gathered the weapons left by the goblins.
Cuckoo Bird's eyes shone as she saw those weapons.
"These scimitars are good. They are sharper than our wooden knives."
"Ha ha, our first loot."
"Ah… There are no divine blood crystals. It's a pity."
The players chatted.
Seeing the players happy, Berserker was unhappy.
"They took such great effort to destroy only three goblins. How can they be proud?"
"Don't worry, just continue watching."
Eve smiled and answered in Berserker's mind.
Hearing the voice, Berserker had no choice but to continue peeping.
After some treatment, the players' injuries finally healed.
The five players gathered and started a meeting.
Li Mu sighed with a serious expression.
"I did not expect that three goblins would be so difficult. It seems that we need to improve our coordination and practical skills."
Cuckoo Bird nodded.
"I agree."
The battle in this game was too realistic. Their previous fighting experience with those brainless weak wild monsters were almost invalid when they faced goblins that were barely intellectual creatures.
"However, this experiment also proves that Demacia's strategy is useful. Although there will still be risks, Goblins' legs are too short to catch up to us and it seems that we elves can run faster…"
"It's a wise choice not to enter Florence directly. These were just the three weakest goblins. I cannot imagine how powerful the goblins inside the ruins will be."
"The war of attrition plan is still practical. We can lure the weak ones out first, and slowly improve our cooperation and skills through combat. When we are powerful enough, we will fight against those powerful goblins."
"Their endurance is very weak. As long as we resist the initial frenzy, we would be able to turn the tides around."
"Their eyesight also seemed to be problematic. If we use high-speed skills while attacking, the effect would be great."
"I agree. I think that other players can participate too. But we should remind everyone that it is best for the whole party to be at level ten. If not all the party members are at level ten, it is best for two teams to act together."
"Players of the magic system cannot use their skills casually, otherwise they will probably injure their teammates accidentally."
"Additionally, everyone must keep quiet and improve silently. Don't be noisy. If we attract all the goblins here, that will be the end of us."
"We can do it this way, let one person lure a dozen goblins at a time to a distant place. Then every team chooses a target to fight against respectively. Since we definitely cannot defeat the goblins one-on-one, let's gang up on one goblin as a group."
"If we fight as a group, we can absolutely defeat a single goblin. When we become more powerful, we will counterattack!"
"I agree."
"I agree."
"…"
Berserker also heard the five players' discussion and felt a bit surprised at their analysis.
"Mother God on high. It seems that they don't lack solidarity or discipline. They may not have the noble character of elves, but they are somewhat cunning and clever like humans. To lure and combat goblins in groups… Only they can think of it."
On hearing Berserker's exclamation, Eve shook His head.
They were originally humans in elf skin…
After the discussion, the five players of the special attack team summed up their combat experience, made a simple strategy, and fed it back to other players through the live-stream.
The rest of the players waiting in the camp started teleporting themselves through the teleportation circle.
Before long, dozens of players had appeared in the forest.
"It's time to act in groups!"
"I have been looking forward to it for a long time! I was so excited when I saw them in the live-stream just now!"
"Demacia's movements were too stiff! If it wasn't for Box Meal the bigwig, I think he would have kneeled to the goblin just now!"
Seeing the players excited, the five pioneers hurriedly reminded them,
"Don't get too excited. These goblins are not weak. Don't blow our single chance."
But the players were quite optimistic.
"Ha ha, rest assured. We will fight as a group. Five can always defeat one. Besides, we have three Perfect Resurrection."
"The combat is so realistic in this game! I don't know whether I can adopt it in reality after being proficient in it…"
"Who is luring the monsters? Demacia, will you go again?"
Demacia, "…"
His face darkened as he rejected the suggestion determinedly,
"You can go if you want to. I won't go!"
It was ridiculous. He was an eight-feet-tall big man. It was enough for him to be in a dress just once!
"If you go lure the monsters, our party will share the loot with you."
"Our party will also share the loot with you."
Demacia was silent for a few seconds, then turned to look towards Little Salty Meow who was snickering aside, and said numbly,
"Do you still have magic power? It's called Transfiguration, right? Come on, I'm ready."