At the bottom of the valley, baleful wind crashed between jagged rock walls.
It swept up fine gravel worn razor-sharp, pelting Li Zheng and the others.
It left black, bloody, and other marks on their skin.
Pig-like squeals rose one after another, one voice taking over as another faded, as though performing a symphony of pain.
And the conductors were the Hardcore Grinders Group players whom the other reserve trainees called "animals."
By now, the Hardcore Grinders Group members had distributed the damage among their buddies. Their expressions were pained, but inwardly, they were comfortable.
"Brother Li, you know what? I really feel like a concert conductor. Whichever side I want to raise its pitch does just that. How about we try playing a piece?" Eat Dirt said in the Team Chat Channel.
"Animal (x9)."
Li Zheng and the Hardcore Grinders Group players all condemned Eat Dirt's idea.
But joking aside, the damage from the baleful wind was real. They would rather die themselves than put their buddies at risk.
They could respawn in Emperor Tomb Village, but their buddies only had one life.
This sustained damage would not affect their buddies in the short term, but given enough time, something would go wrong sooner or later.
That was also why they had ultimately chosen to socket Scattershot and spread out the damage.
Throughout this, they also gulped down air.
White currents gathered around their mouths and, after being filtered and purified, became pure life energy and mental energy that surged into their bodies.
Through life connection, they then passed it to their buddies suffering alongside them, keeping them alive.
So, in essence, only pain was being transmitted.
At that moment, Li Zheng and the Hardcore Grinders Group players once again appreciated how wonderful it was to be players.
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