Chapter 1760: 588. This intensity of the battle, just a scratch and it escalates – Extra update [30/30]
(Additional chapter for ‘Little Rag Who Doesn’t Eat Fish’ brother [5/5])
The death match at Blackfla Mountain Pass has undoubtedly beco the hottest topic on the entire front in recent days. As the Transylvania people guard the “Blood Flag Heights” for ever longer periods, even the always aloof Elf Rangers can’t help but join in spreading and discussing the matter.
Initially, many believed that although the courage of the Transia people was comndable, this kind of provocative behavior was akin to courting death.
The Dark Mountain Range’s Wolf People are endless, yet they continue to draw the roaming ones in, making them frenzied, and then fight them to the death.
This is practically an abstract act surpassing performance art.
However, faced with reality, many who previously made snide remarks have shut their mouths. Today marks the third day, with Wolf People Scouts continuously charging there, yet so far, not a single pack has co close to the Heights’ banner.
It has proudly waved there for a full three days, and that group of seemingly tireless Transylvania people has fought there for an entire three days.
The number of Wolf People they’ve killed has surpassed a thousand, making the Skull Tower beneath the Blood Banner appear so magnificent.
The most terrifying part is that these lunatics haven’t switched defenses once in three days; it’s still those first batch individuals. Though their numbers have dwindled from over five hundred to around two hundred, they haven’t been brought down by the exhaustion of slaughter and combat. Instead, with ti, they’ve beco even more deadly.
This feat seems both glorious and simple. By the fourth morning, beyond Blood Flag Heights, seven other “front line outposts” constructed by the Retinue Army sprang up over vast areas beyond the Blackfla Mountain Pass.
Of course, this developnt couldn’t have been initiated willingly by the Retinue Army.
Apparently, Lord Hether has clearly seen how holding that Heights boosts morale on the front, so she tacitly allowed her warriors, seeking victory and glory, to emulate the strategy of the heroes.
The effect is outstanding!
In just one morning, more than eleven battles erupted beside the seven outposts beyond Blood Flag Heights!
Evidently, the Wolf People have truly been enraged.
It’s one thing for those crazy Transylvania people to go nuts, but why are you all going nuts too? You’re taking us “Black Disaster” too lightly!
Of the eleven battles, four outposts were destroyed within just three hours. But the remaining three successfully stood until noon, and when the battle report returned, cheer erupted on the front like a carnival, further heating up the Blood Rat Gang’s gambling stakes in secret.
Everyone’s betting on how long Blood Flag Heights and other outposts can hold.
Everyone knows this kind of defense is unsustainable.
In these three days, the frequency and number of Wolf People Scouts have rapidly increased. A great battle at Blackfla Mountain Pass will break out soon, and then, no matter how life-unafraid the Transia people are, they must retreat to the front to conduct defensive operations.
The first war group holding Blood Flag Heights thinks likewise at this mont.
As the Commander, Brother ow is already no different from a savage. These three days, apart from the mandatory offline rest every morning, he’s spent all his online ti on defense, despite the ga’s helt having a sleep-link function. This kind of high-intensity “gaming” has left Brother ow, a middle-aged man, utterly exhausted.
Others on the front are in the sa state, with even the most energetic student players struggling to keep up.
“No wonder the dev team set the maximum ti for each rotation to five days. I thought it was so quirky joke, but they were considering our ntal states.”
Cheche, covered in blood but too lazy to use cleansing spells, sat on the Heights’ edge. As he chanically stuffed jerky into his mouth to boost satiety, he grumbled to the nearly asleep Ayu beside him:
“This is sothing no normal person can handle. I’ve never felt fighting was such exhausting work. Honestly, I’ve killed so many Wolf People I’m about to puke. Shouldn’t we withdraw by noon? Let the second war group co in, I need to log out, shower, and pace around the room now.
If I keep playing, my mom will go berserk, might even send to rehab for internet addiction.”
“Alright! We’ll rotate defenses in three to five more hours.”
Brother ow is also utterly tired.
Though his role as Commander kept him from actively suggesting a retreat, he smoothly agreed with Cheche’s suggestion. Others nodded in agreent too, even the most fervent fighters were too fatigued to object.
Especially Lady Shui, the main healer.
This “player beauty aunt” can no longer tolerate her personal hygiene; she must log out imdiately for a serious cleanup, apply a face mask, and enjoy a relaxing spa.
“But tired as I am, my potential release bar is nearly at 50% now.”
Nearby, ow ow Shark trimd arrows while quietly, proudly speaking in the private chat of the dorm’s six-mber group:
“This newly ford Ancestral Power·Foul Blood Arrow is really handy. Every use has a high probability of insta-killing, fighting ordinary monsters is like gaming. Just aim at the eyes to finish the battle.
Such Ancestral Power is like elite skills, it feels absolutely great.”
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