Chapter 557
This is illogical; it doesn't even seem like a player's act. It's more like a berserk boss in a dungeon that explodes at the slightest touch. How dare it take on the entire Aether Particles?
The eloquent and cunning demon panicked. The plan he had simulated a thousand times in his mind was completely useless. This madman from who-knows-where started fighting directly.
"Alright, now you guys should be panicking, right?"
Yuki put his Stand into autonomous battle mode, cracking its neck as it moved. Frieren had already sent over the situation inside the tower.
Deathwing and the King of the Undead personally led a raid on the Tower, heading straight for the space containing the medium, which threw the Tower's forces into chaos.
They couldn't possibly fight back on their own, and the medium was everyone's escape route. Once it was occupied, players from other factions would all be trapped and die in the Outpost.
Of course, retreating is useless. The teleportation fee is 100 points, and staying for a day costs 20 points. For thousands of players, it's an astronomical figure. Players like Saito Hiraga who ran away early won't be able to stay for long either.
With an average of one dungeon quest every three months, the reward points that ordinary players can get are not even enough to cover the 'rent'. Sooner or later, they will run out of points and be teleported back, and then they can expect to be watched by a crowd.
It turns out that faction wars are all about quickly seizing all the teleportation mediums. Unlike Thorny Rose which are everywhere, there are only a few hundred Aether Particles in the entire universe, and they are not easy to hide.
Yuki slightly, indicating that he had learned something. It wasn't complicated; it was just like capturing strategic points in a game. Moving these mediums was extremely difficult. Satoru Gojo had prepared for a long time before sending reinforcements into the raid.
"In other words, if I control all the mediums surrounding the battlefield, I can trap them like turtles in a jar, and they won't be able to escape even if they want to."
Yuki reached out and took out the crystal that Frieren had given him.
Magic materialized before their eyes, revealing a starry sky shimmering with light. The powerful Tower warriors, led by Fumerra, were already engaged in battle with Deathwing. Countless dragons blotted out the sky, all surging towards the crystal in the starry sky.
There is a breach in the starry sky, and players are pouring in through it in an endless stream.
Before long, Fumerra will have to lead the people around her to flee, while the players on the other floors of the tower will face only one fate: surrender and die.
Players were falling every second. Yuki saw familiar faces such as Lina Inbass and Gerd Mista, each fighting desperately on their own side, making it look like a hodgepodge of anime and games.
He watched the chaotic battle with great interest, unable to even distinguish how many factions were involved. Various talents, skills, and items rained down, causing cracks to appear in the starry sky.
Suddenly, the undead army accelerated, clearly having received Demiurge's message that the golden-armored warriors had gone mad and seemed intent on sacrificing their lives to make up for their losses.
This necessitates a swift defeat of the defenders to prepare for dealing with any new threats.
Fumerra was truly cooperating, relentlessly entangled with her opponent and refusing to retreat to the Borderlands, even launching a counter-charge led by a red-haired swordsman to try and disperse the battlefield.
Is Reinhard's Blessing overpowered?
Yuki saw the red-haired swordsman. Of course, there are no cheat codes in the Reincarnation Game; everything is judged based on overall evaluation.
"With over a dozen epic-level players on both sides, locked in a chaotic battle, there's no better hunting ground than this."
He stretched out his hand, Immortal Crystal condensed and stretched in his palm, transforming into a huge halberd over three meters long. His bones made 'crackling' sounds, and then his knees bent slightly.
Thump!!!
The mountain peaks shattered beneath their feet, and a hundred-meter-diameter air ring unfolded in the air, the whistling of the air like a storm, causing dozens of players outside the tower to look up.
They were gathered around the teleportation crystal, constantly transporting supplies from the Borderlands. The loud noise made them all look up and see a meteor streaking across the sky, falling towards them.
What the hell is that?
Various defensive items were quickly deployed, and the next moment, they saw a golden-armored warrior, shaped like a corncob, straightening his arms and slashing his halberd towards the ground.
A meteor fell to the ground.
Boom---
A deep, drum-like sound rang out, and the compressed air expanded violently. A visible shockwave swept everything away like a giant wave, and a mushroom cloud shot straight into the sky. A huge canyon rapidly extended, turning the players who had not yet entered the tower into mincemeat from behind.
Amidst the dust and blood rain, this group of Transcendental Grade players was crushed underfoot, leaving not a single intact corpse within thousands of meters.
Thump.
Heavy iron boots kicked up dust, and a player in a purple cloak, holding an antique gun, was pierced through the halberd. He opened his mouth silently, as if telling his Destiny.
That's that guy from the Blackbeard Pirates, right? But it doesn't matter.
With a flick of his halberd, he shredded the meat into mincemeat. He then casually stuffed the antique firearm into his storage space. Yuki emerged from the dust and looked at the hundreds of players in the valley.
Silence fell over the room, and everyone stared at him. No one expected that 'Ocean's Chosen' Oka would be killed without firing a single shot. He was an elite sniper of Monster IV.
"You trash, get lost."
Just like the sky god on that day, Yuki arrogantly issued Oracle, which unexpectedly proved more effective than the constraints of authority. The players in the valley scattered in an instant, and not a single one was stunned.
Perhaps if everyone unites, they can exchange a few blows with Yuki, but the problem is, who will stand in the front row?
Players can't possibly forge an army that obeys orders without question. Everyone has been the protagonist in a dungeon, so why should they become cannon fodder for others?
Yuki didn't give chase. The players collapsed quickly, but if they were really provoked, most of them had the courage to fight back. They simply tucked their spears behind their backs and locked onto the breach in the tower.
A hole had been blasted open, and a giant frog's head poked out—wasn't that the frog monster that swallowed that foolish goddess?
"So many 'familiar faces'! I've met all sorts of strange and unusual players."
Before the frog, which had already been upgraded to Monster III, could react, golden lightning charged straight at it, and it instinctively stuck out its long tongue.
Its tongue, having undergone countless enhancements, can extend for kilometers and possesses an automatic capture function. It envelops the lightning and swallows it directly, revealing a human-like smile on its face.
Its stomach was fitted with a device that automatically connected to a subspace filled with corrosive liquid. But soon, as if it had eaten something bad, its face turned bright red and its body swelled up like a balloon.
Splat--
The giant frog exploded, and the specially prepared corrosive solution splashed everywhere like raindrops. A dozen or so players nearby couldn't dodge in time and screamed as they turned into skeletons. Players further away turned around and saw a small Giant standing in the misty starry sky.
Golden armor billowed with white smoke. The Giant held a halberd in one hand and a stomach-like object in the other, stuffing it into his storage space like a scavenger.
Thump.
He raised his halberd and bent down.
"The hunt begins."
Chapter Seven: I am the Champion of Khorne
In the heat of battle, a third party suddenly appeared from behind and eliminated the frog blocking the door with a single blow.
He's finally here?
Dressed in white, Fumerra closed the thick spellbook. Even with Frieren's reminder, the murderous intent still made her tremble.
A top-tier predator, its individual strength overwhelming everyone present. Even the Ancient Magician, who had seen much, had never encountered such a monster before.
"Lady Fumerra, are these corn cobs reinforcements you invited?"
A cheerful voice rang out. The red-haired swordsman, who had just reached the edge of the starry sky, was overjoyed to see reinforcements. However, Fumerra's eyes narrowed sharply.
"Reinhardt, retreat immediately!"
Um?
The red-haired youth was stunned for a moment, then was awakened by the killing intent. The warrior, who was thousands of meters away, appeared in front of him in an instant, his halberd seemingly capable of shattering the starry sky.
Epic Metamorphosis. The Blessing of First Sight.
Swish--
The halberd swept past him at an uncanny angle, its dazzling white light obliterating several of his subordinates behind him—there was no element of acting whatsoever.
This is... the enemy?
As expected of a cheater, treating the core skill 'Blessing' as Epic Metamorphosis. Does that mean the first-time kill is ineffective?
Due to the rules, Yuki's halberd strike missed its mark, but before the red-haired boy could unleash his second transformation, the aura had already enveloped him.
But it's too slow!
The second addition...
Wrong!
As if under a sleeping spell, Reinhard's eyelids instantly became heavy. His level 8 physique offered no resistance. Before he could even cast a dispelling spell, the halberd that had been cleaving through the air swept straight at him.
Clang--
As if struck by a mountain, the exquisite two-handed sword offered no resistance. A crisp sound came from his chest, and he was sent flying backward, spitting blood. Seeing the halberd following closely behind, he endured the Arrow-Repelling Blessing's on himself.
Call out.
The halberd deliberately dodged, grazing past him and cleaving a headless knight in two.
A game- Epic Metamorphosis, that's interesting.
Yuki certainly knew what kind of cheat code the red-haired boy had—the ability to manifest any rule he desired—but how to put it...
When you activate your skill, I have ten ways to kill you.
He turned his head and saw a girl wearing a wide-brimmed magician's hat pointing her staff at him, gathering energy for the legendary 'Explosion'.
Several enhanced skills were building up for a powerful strike. Huihui gritted her teeth, not yet able to think of the most suitable lines for this moment, when the target had already disappeared into the moonlight.
Ah??
Swish--
Reinhard pressed hard on her back. A flash of silver light appeared, and the mage's hat was shattered into pieces. A phantom was right in front of her, while more than twenty similar phantoms were scattered throughout the battlefield.
Such fast spatial teleportation...
"Run! You can't handle this!"
"If I don't release it, I'll blow myself up."
"Then just throw it anywhere!"
The red-haired youth protected the girl as he swooped down into the depths of the starry sky. Perhaps because his Epic Metamorphosis was too risky, the physical entity in the phantom had disappeared.
No, to be precise, it's like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, flashing and slashing everywhere.
What monster?
Reinhard's eyes twitched. These spatial phantoms ignored all energy and physical attacks, and the golden-armored warriors leaped back and forth among them, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion.
But every time it appears, it wipes out all the players within hundreds of meters. Only spatial skills can drive away the Moonlight Clone, but if anyone dares to attack, Yuki will jump over and kill them with a single halberd strike.
Indiscriminate killing, friend or foe?
The boy gripped his sword tightly. Just as Huihui casually unleashed a skill, blasting away dozens of players, Fumerra's voice reached his ears.
"Retreat back, let him kill on the outside, we'll guard the teleportation crystal and be ready to retreat at any time!"
Yeah, why should I fight him to the death? Wouldn't it be better to use someone else to do the dirty work?
Reinhard's eyes lit up. The two sides were mortal enemies and could not cooperate. When a third party intervened, the unlucky ones would be the players from the Monster Front and the Great Tomb, since they outnumbered the monster and were closer to it.
"Retreat! Don't stand in his way and get yourself killed. Use ranged attacks."
The players in the Sage's Tower immediately realized that their faction consisted mostly of magic-based players. Since they were all enemies, they could just indiscriminately bombard them; killing anyone would be a win.
These powerful forbidden spells and arcane arts were negligible to Yuki. He was alone, and the attacks from over ten kilometers away were like scratching an itch through a boot; he could easily dodge them by diverting some of his attention.
For players in the Monster Front and the Great Tomb, this is adding insult to injury. Surrounding a terrifying monster is difficult enough, but having to defend against attacks from behind forces their hard-won formation to scatter. And once scattered, how can they withstand the monster's hunt?
Damn it! What do I do?
Neltharion flew above the stars to survey the battlefield, somewhat bewildered as to how the seemingly favorable situation had suddenly reversed.
Moonlight Clone clones scattered in all directions, and the spatial phantoms were immune to all physical attacks. Just as a player dressed as a priest was about to use spatial dispel, the phantoms solidified instantly, and with a single halberd, the priest was cleaved into pieces.
The surrounding players reacted quickly, immediately focusing their fire, but the corn cob jumped to another coordinate and began hacking and slashing. The speed at which he switched back and forth was too fast. He seemed to have gotten tired of killing, and then jumped to another coordinate far away from the battlefield.
The purple halo spread, absorbing all the energy particles in the starry sky, instantly reviving them. The dozens of players finally managed to form a capture formation, and a fiery cloud appeared overhead.
Countless meteor showers rained down, causing heavy losses to the unsuspecting players. They had barely scattered and fled when the warriors were already upon them.
"Are these two sides in cahoots? They teamed up to ambush me!?"
Neltharion was enraged, but quickly calmed down as he saw several tower players who couldn't escape in time being caught up and torn to pieces by his halberd.
"He's a hunter, trying to take advantage of our misery and wipe us all out." The King of the Undead approached, and if it weren't for his skull, he would already be drenched in sweat. "So greedy, so arrogant, he actually wants to swallow the entire 'Aether Particles' whole!"
"That bitch is using someone else to do her dirty work." Black Dragon looked towards the center of the starry sky, where nearly a hundred tower players had formed a defensive formation, firmly guarding the teleportation crystal in the middle, which was the only way to reach the Borderlands.
Beneath their feet was a vortex, with players constantly climbing up from the lower levels.
The battlefield was in utter chaos. Our players were split into two groups: some were attacking the teleportation crystal, while others were fleeing like rabbits, caught between tower fire and the pursuit of golden-armored warriors.
"It's a case of using someone else to do the dirty work, but at this point we can't stop fighting and unite to resist the enemy. Don't forget, the easiest way out is in their hands!"
This was the most crucial point, making Neltharion somewhat regret launching the raid. But then he thought better of it; if he didn't launch the raid, would he have to fight his way up layer by layer? How many people would have died? Besides, who could have predicted that this corn cob would be so audacious?
Aren't players who take advantage of the chaos just picking up scraps on the sidelines? Who would willingly join the final battle and indiscriminately kill both friend and foe?