"Flying Axe!"
The next mont, a battle axe suddenly flew out from the body of the Master of War, shooting towards the summit at high speed!
Its Skill Repetition had randomly chosen the Flying Axe!
In an instant, Huang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, his tactics had finally succeeded!
Previously, among the entire team, only he had used an attack skill, which were "Heavy Judgnt," "Net of Justice," and "Flying Axe"! Hence, at this mont, the Master of War could only randomly select from these three skills.
Among them, Heavy Judgnt was a close-range attack, and the Master of War could use it thousands of tis without being able to reach the players at the summit.
The Flying Axe, however, was a skill Huang Yi had carefully selected for the Master of War to copy because it consud Health Points when used!
After the Master of War copied a skill, the energy consumption was the sa! And every use of the Flying Axe Skill would consu 5% of Health Points!
This was not Magic Value or Rage Value, but Health Points! Moreover, it was not a fixed amount but a percentage deduction.
It could be said that among the three skills, the Master of War could only pose a threat to the whole team if it randomly selected "Net of Justice."
If it copied "Heavy Judgnt," it would be futile.
If it copied "Flying Axe," it was simply courting death!
Now, it had randomly chosen the way to court death.
At that mont, because the Master of War used a Flying Axe, its Health Points instantly dropped from 22% to 17%!
In no ti, the Iron Blood Torrent spewing from its body stopped as this skill would automatically end once the health fell below 20%.
This was the first ti Huang Yi had seen the Iron Blood Torrent stopped since they started fighting the Master of War.
"Flying Axe!" The Master of War used another Flying Axe, resolutely repeating the sa skill!
This ti, its Health Points dropped from 17% to 12%.
Instantly, its Skill Repetition also stopped, as the skill could no longer be used when the health dropped below 15%.
Repeating the Flying Axe twice in succession, within less than a second, the Master of War’s Health Points had plumted by 10%—more dramatic than the damage caused by a Holy Domain team of five thousand players!
But these two Flying Axes were not a super wide-area group attack skill like "End of the World," causing no casualties.
"Hm? We, we succeeded!"
"The boss’s new tactics worked!"
At this revelation, all the team mbers were startled, stirring up with excitent!
In the final monts of jubilation, they cracked the Master of War’s Ultimate Move and successfully reduced its health to an unprecedented low percentage of 12%!
...
"Sister, how’s the progress on the leaderboard? The Heroes’ Guild wiped out again, didn’t they? I always said they could not simply defeat the Master of War in the five thousand player mode!" At that mont, Miyamoto Musashi was still grinding levels with Zhitian Shi, attacking the horde of monsters in front of him while asking Zhitian Shi who was looking at the leaderboard, his tone filled with self-assurance.
Zhitian Shi bit her tender lips, slowly turned her head towards Miyamoto Musashi with a complicated expression, and shook her head with difficulty, "They succeeded! There are still zero casualties, and the health of the Master of War has plumted by 10% in an instant!"
The Eastern Sword in Miyamoto Musashi’s hands trembled slightly as he stood there in silence, the corner of his mouth twitching.
At that mont, not only Miyamoto Musashi, but the two leaders of the Arican Continent, Pope and Kid, the Guardian Pharaoh of the Pharaoh Continent, the number one expert of Russia, the Giant Bear, India’s strongest Ganges, Brazil’s Overlord Ronald, and all the top team leaders had a hard ti keeping their composure.
They had been anticipating the Master of War to display its divine prowess again, at 22% Health Points, using that mysterious new skill to defeat the Heroes’ Guild!
But they had not expected that this ti, the Heroes’ Guild would incur zero casualties, while the Master of War’s Health Points percentage plumted twice in a row, dropping from 22% to 12% in just a second!
Such a Health Points percentage was tantamount to getting a first kill with half a hand!
...
"Hit hard, everyone! Use your major skills! This ti we’re going all out!" At this mont, Huang Yi issued the command for an all-out attack!
This ti, he decided to utilize even the ultimate skills, which indicates a desperate commitnt to achieving the world’s first kill of the Master of War during this challenge! If they failed, those ultimate skills would be wasted, and they would not be able to contest for the world first kill anyti soon; they would have to wait until the cooldowns of the ultimate skills for the majority of the players were over.
The next mont, nearly five thousand mbers of the Heroes’ Guild began using their ultimate skills without any reservations. These were skills they were usually reluctant to use, but in that mont, they were unleashed freely like a long-suppressed force finally released!
Huang Yi also very tily activated the attached skill "Charge" from the Dragon General Armor, increasing all attributes of the entire team by 15% for ten seconds!
In an instant, the brilliance of various skills and the intense sound effects filled the air, completely engulfing the towering figure of the Master of War!
The health points of the Master of War plumted! These were the ultimate skills of nearly five thousand players, either with long cooldowns or requiring a significant amount of energy to execute—trump cards for each player that enabled them to temporarily challenge beyond their level, normally too precious to use frivolly! Moreover, almost all of these five thousand players were powerful attacking classes with neither a single knight nor many priests. The sheer power unleashed by their collective use of ultimate skills was staggering.
"Desolate War Song!" At this juncture, the Master of War, sensing its impending death, lifted its head and began to hum a mournful and heroic war song as if it was bidding farewell to sothing wondrous.
The war song spread far and wide, sounding incredibly disconsolate, as though it were a farewell to sothing beautiful.
Suddenly, the attack power of the entire team dropped noticeably as their frenzied offensive capability was partially weakened.
"Keep up the attack, everyone! The Master of War is in its last stages of Returning Light and will start casting various random skills frantically. Everyone, hang in there!" anwhile, Huang Yi, while commanding, activated the Eye of Ti, beginning to consu a vast amount of energy to predict the random skills of the Master of War!
"Two o’clock direction, Sweet Pungent Durian and your group of hunters, fall back! An attack wave is heading your way in five seconds..." Quickly, Huang Yi successfully predicted one of the Master of War’s random skills and issued a preemptive command to counter it.
"Lei Jun, Yang Miemie, scatter your group quickly! An attack will land there in five seconds!"
"Little 94 Ji Mo, Xiu Tian, your group will be hit with Silence soon, you can’t dodge it! Switch to normal attacks!"
"The Master of War is about to climb up, Qianye Fengwu, use your Powerful Strike to knock it back down!"
...
Atop the mountain, one order after another was issued by Huang Yi, and the mbers of the Heroes’ Guild sprang into action, while at the mountain’s base, the Master of War entered its final frenzy stage, casually unleashing one random skill after another in the direction of the people on the mountaintop.
Finally, the team began to suffer mass casualties, as one by one, the mbers fell. They had not gone through coordination and had no training in fighting the Master of War with a five-thousand-strong force; Huang Yi’s cautions could not cover every aspect.
Gradually, the health points of the Master of War dwindled, and the casualties among the team mbers mounted, dwindling to four thousand, then three thousand, then two thousand. The number of those standing grew fewer, and the number of corpses grew more substantial.
...
Gars around the world were focused intently on the rankings, which showed the health points of the Master of War dropping rapidly, from 12% down to 10%, then to 7%, to 5%... inching ever closer to the endpoint of the first kill.
And with the Heroes’ Guild, more and more mbers were dying.
"Failure! Failure! Failure!" Although Miyamoto Musashi, the Pope, the Pharaoh, and Ronald were scattered around the world, they were all fixated on the rankings, holding their breath!
"Co on! Co on! Co on!" In the Xuanyuan Guild, Yun Sihai, Lin Yiqin, Dragon Dominates the World, Dong Huan, and others gathered together, all staring at the rankings, clenching their fists!
...
At this mont, the health points of the Master of War had dropped to the final 3%. The number of Heroes’ Guild mbers had dwindled to less than a thousand, and their output power plumted; the Master of War barely lost any health from their attacks.
At this point, the Master of War’s massive right fist slamd down onto the ground with mighty force!
Instantly, the earth trembled, the soil was upturned, and endless Skeleton Soldiers burst forth from the ground like a reversing flood surging toward the mountaintop! The numbers were in the thousands—impossible to kill off!
"Follow my command! All mbers beneath the Holy Domain, jump off the mountain and sacrifice yourselves to block those Skeleton Soldiers charging up! The rest continue attacking!" Huang Yi quickly issued an order, making a desperate decision to sacrifice those mbers without significant output value, squeezing out the last bit of worth to buy just a bit more ti for the few remaining mbers with the capability to continue the onslaught.
In a flash, countless mbers at the top of the mountain rushed down like moths to a fla, their bodies unable to stand upright but rolling downwards instead!
When they rolled to the front of the Skeleton Soldiers, they imdiately reached out, desperately grabbing onto their bones to stop them from climbing, refusing to let go even when under massive attacks.
Several hundred mbers were swiftly sacrificed, but they successfully stopped the charge of the Skeleton Soldiers for a mont, halting their montum!
On the mountaintop, only a scant dozen players remained, their attacks feeble and sparse, a far cry from the thousands that had coordinated their assault not long before.
The enemy and allies had each reached their weakest monts—it was now a matter of who would fall first! (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to support with Recomndation Tickets or Monthly Tickets at Starting Point (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to continue reading.)
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