Player Versus Player, Writing the Script

Its basic attributes alone are enough to contend with player Legion, not to mention its many extraordinary skills.

He almost felt pity for his future adversaries.

Fortunately, the system offered an option to hide information, and he immediately chose to block all information.

If players were to see this attribute panel in person, probably no one would dare to challenge them.

He still needs to rely on them to achieve his goals, and when necessary, he may even have to deliberately suppress his health and damage to lure them into a trap.

After all, the more robust the "leeks" (victims), the better.

Of course, he didn't realize that he was also one of the victims.

That's just how people are.

They often fail to see their own situation.

So when the event was about to start, with less than ten minutes left in the countdown, "Chongxing" still hadn't appeared.

Discussions began to circulate among the players.

"Could it be that this expert is temporarily unable to attend? Or is he trapped in some isolated special space and failed to receive the system announcement?"

Some Secret Realm do indeed isolate all communication with the outside world, leading many to speculate whether Chongxing missed the event information because he was engrossed in such a mission.

The world channel was already buzzing with excitement.

"Does anyone have any information about that Cheater? Go ask them! The event is about to start, what if the entry point closes?"

"So what if it's closed? That expert wouldn't care about such a small reward."

"You guys are being way too obsequious, it's ridiculous. If he doesn't come, are we supposed to beg and plead with him? Some people shouldn't be so eager to please."

"Shut upstairs! You're probably trying to steal the reward from the expert, aren't you?"

"Without his top-tier combat power, the entire strategy's progress will be affected! I'm doing this for the sake of the entire server!"

"What a joke! Hundreds of millions of people across the server are flooding into the dungeon. One more won't make a difference, and one less won't either."

"One BOSS, one person and one sword would be enough to take it down! I'm afraid there are too many people, and we won't even be able to get close."

"That's true. Hold your ground for now, let the Shield Guard take the lead, don't let them die needlessly!"

"I bet you're just a Shield Guard, afraid we high-agility classes will rush in and steal the damage, right? You're up to no good!"

"It's better if the big shot doesn't come. If he did come, with this huge crowd, he might not even be able to squeeze into the front row. Why make the big shot suffer like that?"

"I'll bear this suffering!"

"I'd never believe you!"

"I'll suffer a little to make the master happy."

Ordinary Player were buzzing with discussion, but the major guilds managed to maintain calm.

However, when the countdown reached zero and all players were teleported into the instance, "Chongxing" was still nowhere to be seen in the friends list, and the atmosphere truly became tense.

After teleporting, you don't immediately face the BOSS; the system gives you five minutes to prepare.

Gao Linzhi also looked at this unique BOSS challenge.

He naturally knew about that pawn, and he too harbored ambitions to rebel against the system.

And that's exactly what he wanted.

The opponent's resistance to the system provided an opportunity to investigate the underlying operating logic of the Skyfall Game system.

This is why, even though he already disliked Zhang Mingzhen, he didn't directly cancel the other's talent and let him experience the fall of a genius.

Of course, if the other party continues to go too far and doesn't treat the weak as human beings, he wouldn't mind making them understand the principle of "the strong and the weak taking turns".

In this world, there are those who are "weak and always weak," remaining weak until they are eliminated. But there is never a case of "the strong and always strong." The strong are destined to decline. It's just that some strong individuals can weather the cycle and become strong again, while others never recover and are eliminated directly.

The map shows that all players are randomly assigned to one of the four resurrection arrays located in the east, south, west, and north.

The leader's marker is placed high in the center of the map—meaning that all parties are at the same starting distance from the leader.

Only players who have entered the instance can see each other in their friend list and indicate whether they want to enter.

Those that have entered the page are highlighted, while those that haven't are displayed in gray.

Soon, one of Zhang Mingzhen's friends noticed something was wrong: the player named "Chongxing" was not on his friend list.

"No way? He really didn't get in?!"

"Is the master giving up? He's even willing to give up a reward of this level? What a waste!"

"I feel so sorry for him! He was so sure to get first place, and he just lost it like that!"

" With Chongxing absence, the top rankings are definitely going to be reshuffled! High-level players from all guilds, take note!"

"Confirmed that Chongxing hasn't entered yet?"

While adjusting the formation, Lu Zheng, the commander-in-chief of the Legion Guild, checked with the players beside him.

"Yes, they haven't shown up yet, they probably won't make it in time."

"If we progress fast enough, we might actually be able to squeeze into the top three—that's great news!"

"Hmm, it seems so. Continue to send people to keep an eye on Chongxing's movements."

"At the start of the game, have the first team sprint at full speed on their high-speed mounts; they must deal enough damage!"

"Clear!"

Other guild leaders also redeployed their forces due to the variable of "Chongxing".

The original plan had to be adjusted: with Chongxing no longer Chongxing suppress the enemy at the front, they needed to deploy more high-ranking Shield Guard to the front lines.

But correspondingly, they also gained more room to maneuver.

Ordinary Player, who were initially worried about being overwhelmed by sheer numbers, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief—their chances appeared to have increased.

That's how terrifying it is to have cheat codes; one person can make countless people live in fear.

"Countdown's over, charge!"

The moment the countdown reached zero, crowds surged forth from all four resurrection arrays, and players rushed towards the leader's coordinates like a tidal wave.

In the shadows, Zhang Mingzhen, the leader, was Jingjing observing the players' movements, waiting with great interest for them to come and challenge him.

I glanced at the population statistics on the map; there were at least eight zeros at the end.

It seems that almost all players in the God's Domain have arrived. Even players who focus on life skills and dislike fighting will not refuse this kind of "get a reward for touching" benefit. After all, no one will turn away a gift that is handed to them.

All the major guilds have now cultivated their own exclusive mount squads: aerial squads, underwater squads, heavily armored squads, assault squads... At the forefront right now are the guild elites riding super-fast mounts.

These mounts have limited passenger capacity, but their speed far exceeds that of ordinary mounts by several times.

"I saw it!"

Sharp-eyed players have already spotted the target from afar.

The closer they got, the clearer the outline of that enormous creature became, like a mountain collapsing down.

"Good heavens... that size! No wonder it's world-class, one kick could probably wipe out an entire squadron! Everyone be careful!"

Because Zhang Mingzhen concealed his personal information, players could not view his specific attributes; they could only see the health bar stretching across the sky and a scarlet countdown marker.

"Nightmare Demon Dragon (World)"

"Dragon-slaying time limit: 60 minutes."

Players must deplete the boss's health within sixty minutes, but Zhang Mingzhen's goal is the exact opposite—he wants to eliminate as many opponents as possible within the same timeframe.

"Shield Guard to the front, healers follow quickly! Those who can't keep up, use spirit possession!"

The first team to reach the dragon's feet has launched an attack.

Zhang Mingzhen looked down at the ant-like figures at his feet, but did not act immediately.

With the main force not yet arrived, he was unwilling to dampen the enthusiasm of these "crops" prematurely.

More importantly, he needs to retain the players who serve as protectors and healers.

As long as these people are still around, the conquerors' fighting spirit will not be easily extinguished.

As a player, he knows best that as long as the towers don't fall and the tanks keep holding, he believes the team won't wipe and there's still a chance to chip away at the enemy's health.

Therefore, when the vanguard's Shield Guard and healers launched their attack, he did not deliver a fatal blow, but merely symbolically swung his claws.

Even so, large numbers of players still turned into white light and returned to the respawn point.

"The boss's damage is terrifying! The front line can't withstand it at all! But there are no area-of-effect skills yet, the back team needs to catch up quickly!"

Apart from the players who had already been sent back to the respawn point, the remaining main force arrived on the battlefield within two minutes.

Looking up at the colossal beast, as majestic as a mountain, gasps of astonishment erupted from the crowd.

"Its size is endless! My mount is also called a dragon, but it's not even as big as its nostrils!"

"Stop standing there! Charge! Someone's already started firing!"

"Who's touching my back! Get the hell away from me!"

"Anyone still want to PK at this hour? Are they looking for death?"

"PvP is not allowed, but some players have the skill 'steal'."

Facing the dense crowd, Zhang Mingzhen continuously used his sweeping skills to eliminate the surrounding attackers.

He didn't plan to use the Demon Flame initially—that would trigger the leader's life recovery effect, which would be a devastating blow to player morale.

Just like now, despite a large number of players falling every second, the boss's health bar is slowly decreasing.

This gave players tremendous confidence.

"If you show your health bar, I'll kill even a god!"

Aside from some attacks being dodged or blocked, most players can still inflict minimal damage on Zhang Mingzhen.

As long as damage can be inflicted, there is a possibility of depleting the health bar—this is the belief that all players hold fast to.

If a rapid health regeneration occurs at this moment, it could destroy this hope.

"Is this leader specifically targeting DPS classes? Every time I get close, I get sent back to the respawn point, while the Shield Guard and healers in the front row are all alive and well!"

"Could it be a skill range limitation? I've already died twice, and resurrection takes three minutes! Is there any skilled healer willing to revive me? I'm willing to pay!"

"I've died five times already! I'm buying Priest's resurrection attempts at a high price! Contact me privately!"

"Stop dreaming. Healers are all booked up long ago. They're either Fixed Team members or master-apprentice pairs. What chance do you have?"

"The assassin is pretty good at hiding; if he's careful, he'll eventually get close."

"Our marksmen get instantly killed as soon as they enter range! We need some love!"

Despite the heavy casualties, the players remained excited as they watched the boss's health bar drop to 70%, and only a little over ten minutes had passed since the battle began.

"Keep the pace! At this speed, we'll win in less than half an hour! Hang in there, everyone!"

"But the output efficiency has started to decline. Most players have died more than five times, and the resurrection wait time has been extended to more than ten minutes!"

"Sixty minutes is more than enough! Focus on protecting healers; high-powered players should try to revive healers as much as possible!"

Seeing that his kill count had reached five billion, Zhang Mingzhen remembered Xiong Yi's reminder—the highest level reward required ten billion kills.

At this moment, I deliberately reduced my health to 70%. I could no longer act recklessly, but I also couldn't let the players despair too early. I had to prolong this battle.

The competition for the top ten spots on the leaderboard is extremely fierce, with top players from each server making the list.

They had already arranged for a large number of guards and healers to provide close protection, so there was almost no need for them to return to the respawn point.

Once this delicate balance is broken, the rankings will change instantly.

Surprisingly, the top spot wasn't held by the leader of the largest Legion or the president of a well-known guild, but by Sunshine of the "Evil God Faction" guild!

"Top of the leaderboard: Sunshine, 3421 points"

Second place: Qin Xiao Youhui, points 2967

Third: War Sky, 2800 points

Fourth: Raphael, with 2770 points.

Fifth: Dragon Diagram Frenzy, 2658 points

"Sixth: Imperial Dynasty Defies Heaven, Points 2651"

"Seventh: Pengpeng's Hair, 2580 points"

"Eighth: Shiyade, points 2554"

Ninth place: Guandong Quake, 2512 points

"Tenth place: Lan Changfeng, 2509 points."

How did "Lan Changfeng," a previously little-known brand, manage to break into the top ten?

As far as I remember, his strength didn't seem to have reached that level...

The Starlight Merchant Guild was indeed hiding some secrets, and there were also suspicious circumstances surrounding that player named Sunshine.

There are too many cheaters!

While sweeping aside his opponents, Zhang Mingzhen turned his gaze to the Sunshine for the first time.

Although he had heard of them before, he had never really paid attention. But after fighting against the non-human beings of the Demon Race Orc Race, he was able to vaguely distinguish the differences between the abilities of each race and the skills of humans.

At this moment, he actually smelled a similar aura of a high-level race on a human.

It seems there are many mysteries surrounding this Sunshine; has it also come into contact with the hidden beings of other races?

Perhaps we should look into it sometime in the future.

The more he glimpsed the mysteries behind the God's Domain, the more he longed to increase his power faster and to gain a deeper understanding of the complex racial lineages in this world.

In particular, the system is complex, unpredictable, and uncontrollable.

He absolutely refused to follow in the footsteps of the Azurewave Clan or the Orc Race, watching helplessly as his homeland and the world were silently swallowed up by the God's Domain.

Of course, what's even more important is truly mastering one's own power.

Since the goal is to delay the enemy, we can no longer remain stagnant and passively engage in combat.

Immediately afterwards, everyone present was horrified to discover that after the Demon Dragon's health dropped below 60%, it suddenly displayed agile movements in avoiding the players' attacks!

"Is this intelligence, or just a set of established battle rules? Advancing was already difficult enough, and now it's starting to wander around—don't move!"

"Damn it! The moment it moved, our formation completely collapsed! Front row, watch out!"

The Demon Dragon leaped past the players, crushing a dense crowd, before suddenly charging towards the Shield Guard and Priest in the front line.

Even though they reacted quickly and tried to retreat, they were still no match for the massive claws that pressed down and the sweeping tail that tore through the air.

The players' carefully maintained offensive rhythm was finally completely disrupted.

"Front-line Shield Guard, hold your ground! Prioritize reviving fallen Shield Guard and Priest! Surviving healers, focus on protecting the Shield Guard!"

In this overwhelming confrontation, if the Shield Guard could coordinate their defenses effectively, they could have created a space for survival—their shield-raising techniques are linked together, which can both enhance the strength of their defense and expand the range of their Protection.

Most damage-dealing classes rely on this human wall to sustain their combat.

Once the front lines collapse, the rear will be like an egg without a barrier, instantly forced back into the life-giving array by the Demon Dragon.

"We can't hold on any longer... This Demon Dragon's damage is terrifying, and at least you physical classes can deal consistent damage, but we magic classes are practically useless!"

"Spells are often blocked by immunity, and sometimes they miss their target; now we don't even have a foothold anymore—how can we continue?"

"Ahem... It's inappropriate, but I do feel like laughing."

"Please hang in there, Mage! The boss's health is dropping! Fight to the very end! We're on the same side, how can we back down?"

"That's right! Every bit of damage we deal increases our chances of winning! Don't give up! As long as we maintain our numerical advantage, victory will ultimately be ours!"

Zhang Mingzhen also watched their conversation, secretly admiring their tenacious will.

That's right, exactly!

Never give up!

I'm actually not that hard to beat—if you all give up now, I'll find it boring.

Gao Linzhi found it amusing; if he were to cancel Zhang Mingzhen buff right now, the opponent would be finished immediately.

If it's a script that abuses the protagonist, then it should be written like this.