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"Roar!"
The summoned Wind Dragon continued to display its noble and fierce nature, launching a deadly attack at the players on the city wall.
Owl Dragon World was furious, stomping his feet. Damn it, no matter how strong he was, he wouldn't dare to challenge a Wind Dragon head-on!
"Damn it!"
With a swing of his longsword, Owl Dragon World shouted, "Ranged attackers, focus all fire on that giant dragon! No matter the cost, we must bring it down!"
In an instant, the ranged members regrouped!
"This kind of head-on clash is absolutely not going to work!" Fallen Grudge frowned and pulled back the reckless Owl Dragon World, who was about to charge in without a care. "What we should be more wary of now are Fallen Leaves Whisper and Light Cold Evening Snow. As long as they can't reach the city, we still have hope!"
"As long as?"
Owl Dragon World suddenly let out a cold laugh, pointing into the air. "Is that even possible? We can't even touch a single hair of them!"
"…"
Fallen Grudge was taken aback; their leader was completely enraged today!
Nearby, Frost Dragon Wuhen froze in place upon hearing Owl Dragon World's words. Having been part of Fierce Dragon Guild for so long and dealing with Owl Dragon World for quite a while, it seemed that today Owl Dragon World had truly lost his composure.
Meanwhile, in the sky above, a dark mass descended once again!
After preparing the stones for the second time, Li Tielong, under Yi Tianchen's command, led his airborne squad for a second airdrop. Hundreds of round stones plummeted down, creating a scene that was truly horrific; many players were so frightened that they jumped off the city walls to end their own game.
"Well done!"
Yi Tianchen laughed heartily as Liu Yuhan swiftly approached, taking advantage of the results from the second airdrop. In her hand, Shattered Dream burst forth with dazzling brilliance.
"I call upon the Ice and Snow Power as a Contractor! Let the boundless Chill freeze this world before me and all life within it—absolute zero!"
As the incantation rose and fell, chaos erupted once more atop the city walls.
"Now's our chance!"
Yi Tianchen shouted coldly, diving down on his mount. In his hand, Dragon's Roar surged forth with overwhelming force, piercing through everything in its path.
Hundred Steps Flying Sword!
The first enemy fell instantly, and before Yi Tianchen even touched the ground, Liu Yuhan had already completed a series of coordinated attacks. Yesterday's Fireworks unleashed a sea of flames while Proud Dragon wielded a Crossbow to take out several members who still showed signs of resistance.
Meanwhile, The Terminator of Regrets leaped down with incredible Speed...
Almost simultaneously, as Yi Tianchen's feet touched the ground, he pulled back Dragon's Roar with its chain. A massive shadow of a black sword loomed above, resembling a sword of death hanging over the heads of the players. With a chilling shout from Yi Tianchen, it descended like lightning—
Unmatched Strike!
"That's it!" Owl Dragon World despaired as he witnessed the scene unfold.
The already narrow castle wall had been successfully seized by Yi Tianchen and his Dragon Slaying Team. Many players simply couldn't resist, let alone the Wind Dragon summoned by Yi Tianchen, which was rampaging under his control, sweeping through everything in its path.
"Damn, the disparity in strength is too great!" Fallen Grudge had to admit this fact.
Beside him, Frost Dragon Wuhen had a cold glint in his eyes as he raised his spear and declared, "Whether we succeed or fail, we must fight to the bitter end!"
"Kill!"
Owl Dragon World swung his sword and charged forward. On the castle wall, members of the Fierce Dragon Guild, led by President Owl Dragon World along with Fallen Grudge and Frost Dragon Wuhen, launched into a fierce battle against Yi Tianchen's Dragon Slaying Team.
"Damn it, there's no way to fight back!" Blood Night Poison Dragon, who had narrowly escaped from a distance, stared in disbelief.
"I told you, we can't win!" Blood Night Poison Wolf, known for his sharp skills, continued to chew on a piece of Dogtail Grass he had somehow acquired. "Third Brother, stop looking so unconvinced. Isn't that how every game works? Level and equipment—that's strength!"
"He's just lucky!" Half a Lifetime of Floating Life said unwillingly.
"Heh heh..."
Blood Night Poison Wolf chuckled calmly and jumped down from the battlements. "Facing their aerial bombardment, I've been sitting up here. Have I ever been targeted?"
"You’re just lucky too!"
Blood Night Poison Dragon was feeling somewhat disgruntled. Just during the second round of bombardment, he had nearly been hit directly. Watching his Third Brother leisurely sitting on the battlements without a care in the world, he felt utterly out of place as he dodged and hid in a rather pathetic manner.
“One word…” Blood Night Poison Wolf said with a mysterious smile.
“Bullshit!”
Both Blood Night Poison Dragon and Half a Lifetime of Floating Life were numb to Blood Night Poison Wolf's “one word.” After so many times of hearing it, not once had it actually been just “one word.” At times, he even shamelessly elaborated with lengthy explanations!
“Luck is also a part of strength!” Blood Night Poison Wolf ignored their complaints and continued with his “one word” style.
“Damn!”
The two spat blood; it seemed he was still stuck in his old routine!
“Let’s talk about what we should do now!” Half a Lifetime of Floating Life suggested. “Fallen Leaves Whisper’s Dragon Slaying Team has already reached the city walls. It seems we can’t hold the North City Gate. The people from Owl Dragon also seem to be finished. Are we really going to give up like this?”
“Third Brother, you’ve already revealed our next course of action!” Blood Night Poison Wolf remarked.
“What do you mean?”
For a moment, Half a Lifetime of Floating Life didn’t catch on, and Blood Night Poison Dragon looked equally confused. “What do you mean by that, Second Brother?”
“Don’t you Understood?”
Blood Night Poison Wolf looked somewhat surprised. "To borrow Third Brother's words, first, Fallen Leaves Whisper's Dragon Slaying Team has already taken the North City Gate; second, the Fierce Dragon Guild is essentially finished. Are we really going to concede like this?"
"…"
The two exchanged glances, and Blood Night Poison Wolf continued, "It's not about whether we should concede; it's about necessity! Just confirm your withdrawal. Knowing you can't win and still charging in isn't heroism; it's just foolish pride! And the result of that pride is that all members will collectively lose levels!"
"Are you suggesting we preserve our Level?" Half a Lifetime of Floating Life asked, puzzled.
"Shouldn't that be the case?"
Blood Night Poison Wolf smiled slightly. "Go up, die, then lose levels—ultimately a loss; or stay back and also lose, but without dying and without losing levels! Choose one: which do you think is better?"
"Come on, you're being too negative!" Blood Night Poison Dragon said.
Blood Night Poison Wolf nodded. "A bit, yes!" His tone shifted suddenly as he said seriously, "But at least we can maintain some level advantage. Currently, various factions in Southern Wilderness City have either openly or covertly aligned themselves with Mist of Time. We need to plan for the future!"
"You want to align with Mist of Time?" Blood Night Poison Dragon and Halfworld were both shocked.
"Even if we don't align, we shouldn't act like we're at each other's throats!" Blood Night Poison Wolf said sternly. "After all, our previous grievances with Mist of Time arose because of King's Guild. Now that King's Guild no longer exists, Blood Night must prioritize self-preservation!"
"Perhaps you have a point," Blood Night Poison Dragon fell into deep thought.
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