"Wow, is that a flying mount? So cool!"
"When can I have my own flying mount?"
"Heh, just wait! So far, aside from Feng Hua, I haven’t heard of anyone else having a flying mount,"
On the back of the Elf Dragon, everyone looked at the Nightmares and Bai Ze flying up behind them, their eyes inadvertently filled with envy.
Standing among the crowd, Shengshi Drunkard suddenly said:
"Move out!"
At this mont, a team composed of nearly 30,000 elite players from over a dozen guilds began moving, just like soldiers heading to the battlefield, led by the outermost mbers of the Holy Temple Dynasty guild.
Players from Proud Sanctuary, Famous Clan, and other guilds followed closely behind.
When monsters appeared ahead of the team, a squad would break off to lure them away, followed by attacks from the back team.
The entire process seed to have been rehearsed beforehand, perfectly executed, drawing astonished looks from surrounding players.
Whether admitted or not, the cooperation and combat effectiveness demonstrated by guild players were incomparable to individual players.
In contrast, among the scatter players, encountering monsters as high as level 38 led to chaos, even utter disarray.
Even a lone Rebel Guard could easily send back a wave of fleeing players, turning them into cannon fodder.
The guild side players moved in an orderly fashion toward the Tiger Roar Pool.
The scatter player side, however, continued to gather continuously.
From thousands initially, to tens of thousands, and now hundreds of thousands.
In just a short period, almost the entire Rebel Canyon was filled with incoming players.
The main road was similarly packed with players riding white horses, dressed uniformly.
Looking at the massive advancing team before them.
For a mont, tens of thousands of players hidden under Disguiser Masks hesitated to make a move, almost all of them looking at each other, bewildered.
The Elf Dragon suddenly flew over everyone’s heads, bringing a gale that disrupted the players’ formation below.
Regardless of their strength, the powerful pressure emanating from the Elf Dragon’s Dragon Race alone left everyone glancing at each other warily; despite the resounding slogans, no one dared to act rashly.
After all, the top-tier ranged experts from various guilds atop the Elf Dragon, along with Feng Hua and Handso Break, were not to be trifled with.
So players noticed Feng Hua, dressed in a white robe on the dragon’s back, and couldn’t help but complain:
"Damn, never thought I’d be opposing Feng Hua soday. Just thinking about it feels insane."
Beside him, soone agreed profoundly:
"Exactly!"
"If it weren’t for the Disguiser Mask, I doubt many would even dare to be here."
Soone compared:
"Look at their lineup and then at ours. Compared to them, we’re nothing but a ragtag bunch!"
Another voiced almost everyone’s thoughts:
"If not for the numbers, see who would dare to show up today!"
Nurous players moved along with the guild players, with soone shouting from the back of the scatter group:
"What’s the front doing? Get moving! What’s the holdup?"
Soone stirred up the crowd:
"Yeah, with so many of us, what’s there to fear? Move up."
"If you don’t dare, get out of the way. Let those behind co through."
Unknowingly, the guild-composed team had already moved nearly ten ters, on the verge of leaving the Rebel Canyon area.
Suddenly!
A giant fireball appeared out of nowhere, landing amidst the dense scatter player group. A player hit by the attack imdiately shouted in rage:
"Damn it, who hit ?"
Soone shouted from the crowd:
"It was Shengshi’s people, I saw it."
Anger flared within Shengshi Dynasty’s side:
"Bullshit! Your instigations are too childish."
The attacked player looked around but couldn’t discern who made the move.
Looking at the well-equipped Shengshi players opposite him, he hesitated briefly, ultimately choosing to silently drink a Healing Potion.
At that mont, an arrow fell from the sky, piercing into the scatter player group.
A player exclaid in horror:
"There’s killing!"
The arrow directly penetrated his head, a massive damage figure rose above:
"-1201" Critical Strike/Weak Point Destruction
The player was instantly killed on the spot!
Zhan Chen’s composed yet stern voice resonated from mid-air:
"Cowards, dare to act but dare not admit."
Seeing the slain player, everyone fell silent one after another.
On this moonless and windy night, countless players gathered in the wild.
Amid whispers, an invisible pressure weighed down on Shengshi Dynasty mbers’ hearts.
Being the outermost defense, they directly faced the opponents’ first line of offense.
Facing the seemingly endless number of players on the other side, such intangible oppression was unlike anything experienced in previous gas.
Then, another fireball suddenly appeared out of nowhere, striking a scatter player.
"-351"
The player hit by the fireball instantly raged:
"Which bastard ambushed ?"
Soone shouted loudly in the crowd:
"Over there, the Shengshi Dynasty."
The players on the Shengshi side couldn’t hold back under the silent pressure any longer and couldn’t help but curse:
"Damn it, which bastard said that? Have the guts to step out!"
However, sothing unexpected happened suddenly.
The player being attacked actually pulled out a bow and arrow, his blood boiling with anger:
"Damn it, none of you dare to go up, I’ll go first."
Then he drew the bowstring...
At this mont, a ghostly figure appeared behind him:
"Courting death!"
A glint of cold light flashed:
"Shadow Blade Dance"
"Puchi"
"-831" Critical Strike～
At the sa ti, the player’s face twisted with a fierce expression:
"Heh!"
He released the arrow, and it whizzed through the air...
The ghostly figure that suddenly appeared was infuriated:
"Die!"
"Bone Carving"
"-891" Critical Strike～
The player’s health instantly drained, instantly killed!
But on the other side, an arrow lodged straight into the heart of a Shengshi Dynasty player:
"-238"
A massive damage number appeared above the player’s head.
The Shengshi player who was suddenly attacked was stunned for a mont, then angrily shouted:
"Who is it?"
The unexpected scene left those around dumbfounded.
Then, another voice rose from the crowd:
"We have so many people, what’s there to be afraid of, I’ll join too."
Another player raised his magic staff, and an Ice Arrow hit the Shengshi player again.
This was like the last straw that broke the cal’s back, and the Shengshi player couldn’t bear the pressure any longer and roared:
"I’ll fight you all!"
The players around him quickly tried to stop him:
"Don’t."
But it was too late.
This Shengshi player had already raised his shield and charged at a player he had disliked for a long ti:
"Go to hell."
"Charge!"
"-128"
System: Passive triggered, target stunned for 1s.
This completely ignited the pent-up anger in both sides, and those who were hesitant about starting a fight were instantly enraged:
"Fuck you, it’s just death, kill these self-righteous bastards."
"Exactly, we have so many people, what’s there to be afraid of, kill them."
Once soone started, the players who had been holding back all had bloodshot eyes and roared fervently:
"Kill?" The montum shook the heavens.
The forr calm shattered instantly.
Players brandished magic staffs, conjuring magic from thin air, indiscriminately bombarding the opposing camp;
Arrows whistled through the air like a rain of arrows, piercing the opposing camp from all directions.
Lin Yi controlled the Elf Dragon, gliding over the heads of the crowd, a blast of flas crashing down into the crowd, a string of damage numbers rising from the crowd.
In an instant, a gap opened in the densely packed crowd, white light continuously rising.
All the players who witnessed this couldn’t help but be shocked and pale:
Is this the true power of the Elf Dragon?
Elf Dragon Skill 2:
Dragon Fla: Spews dragon fla at the target area, causing (Magic Attack×1.2) area damage; also inflicts fla burn, losing 150 health per second, lasting 10s. Skill consumption: 360 mana. Cool-down ti: 20s.
Lin Yi glanced at the stunned crowd behind him, couldn’t help but remind them:
"What are you looking at, it’s your turn to perform."
"Oh, okay!"
At this mont, everyone finally reacted, and a barrage of group attack magic descended from the sky.
The edge of Rebel Canyon under the night sky completely turned into a battlefield.
The sound of magical explosions and people’s roars intertwined in the sky, a "monuntal battle" entirely composed of players ignited.
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Today’s update complete.
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