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In the Dawn Forest, the presence of Falling Leaves was no longer a secret, and everyone felt an indescribable sensation about it. Who was Falling Leaves? The top-ranked Expert Player on the Server-wide Level leaderboard! The one who could easily take down their President right in front of his subordinates!
Deep down, many harbored a desire to eliminate Falling Leaves, hoping to stand taller on the shoulders of this giant. Yet, they secretly prayed not to encounter this formidable foe, as the chances of successfully taking down Falling Leaves were slim, while the likelihood of being defeated was quite high.
Blood Night was fully committed this time, seeking revenge for the past grievances at Azure Wolf Hills and also having been bribed by King's Guild, aiming to crush the newly emerging Mist of Time.
A team of nearly two hundred marched through the Dawn Forest, creating quite a grand scene. However, as their numbers expanded, gaps began to appear throughout the group. Eventually, the team started to break apart and reorganize, increasing the distance between them.
"Damn it, why do I always feel like someone is watching me from behind? It makes me feel uneasy... No way, could it be that Falling Leaves is nearby? If that's true, with our level, we might as well be vegetables waiting to be chopped!"
To the southwest, a rustling sound announced the arrival of a five-member team. Leading them was a Swordsman Player, followed by a Knight, two Archers, and a Priest. With a Knight as their tank, a Swordsman for melee combat, Archers for ranged attacks, and a dedicated Priest for support, their team composition was quite solid.
Upon hearing the Knight's words, the Swordsman and his companions immediately sensed something. They were somewhat distanced from other teams; if they were to encounter Yi Tianchen and Liu Yuhan's group, it would be quite precarious. Just then, a faint rustling sound came from ahead.
"Is someone there?"
The Swordsman lowered his voice. It was clear that someone had brushed aside branches or thorns, causing the noise. He signaled his teammates to stop and quietly approached. Ahead stood a Berserker player cautiously looking around as if searching for something.
"It's someone from Mist of Time," said the Knight.
"He seems to be looking for something..." The Swordsman frowned and glanced around before a smile crept onto his face. He said in a low voice, "This is our chance to make a name for ourselves; this guy must have gotten separated from Falling Leaves and is currently searching!"
"Should we kill him?" The Priest hesitated. "Or should we notify the President and Vice President before taking action?"
"If we wait for the main force to arrive, it'll be too late." The Swordsman scoffed confidently. "Don't worry; he's all alone and can't possibly be our match. As long as we attack together and focus our fire on him, there's no way he can escape."
"The captain is right, kill!" The knight's gaze sharpened as he made a gesture across his throat.
With the decision made, the swordsman and the knight crept forward first, while the two archers drew their bows, ready to aim at their targets.
"Rustling..."
The grass rustled as the swordsman gave the command. The two archers were the first to strike, and with four swift sounds of "whoosh," their arrows flew through the air but failed to hit their mark. Each archer had only released one arrow, while the other two arrows came from elsewhere.
"Bang bang..."
Sparks flew as the four arrows collided mid-air and fell to the ground. The two archers were momentarily stunned, mouths agape, unable to comprehend what had just happened. It was a challenge to their mental fortitude.
"Not good!"
The swordsman suddenly shouted, realizing that something was amiss. Just as he tried to halt their advance, a piercing whistle tore through the air. A chilling presence surged toward his back, and in an instant, a gash opened up, causing his health points to plummet.
A back attack.
It was an assassin... The swordsman bitterly realized that this Berserker had exposed themselves intentionally to lure him in. But it was too late; he could only see an Assassin Player appear beside him, their gaze as cold as ancient ice, instilling an inexplicable fear.
The knight's situation was no better; he too suffered a back attack. As a Beautiful Woman emerged, her second strike landed perfectly—a deadly throat slash followed by a swift thrust.
"Damn it! It's a trap!" the swordsman yelled, disregarding who had come for him. He swung his longsword with brute force and quickly made his escape.
"Hahaha... now you want to leave? No way!" a voice shouted—none other than the Berserker who had ensnared the swordsman. In their hand was a Steel Blade that gleamed menacingly, clearly not an ordinary weapon. "MLGBD, take this blade before you go..."
Heavy Strike.
The golden Skill Radiance spread out as the swordsman had barely taken a few steps before being entangled by the assassin again. Turning back, he found the deadly Steel Blade already looming near his temple. The rush of air from its high-speed swing struck his scalp like a sharp knife.
"Die!"
As the Steel Blade descended, combined with several consecutive attacks from the assassin, the swordsman, despite having decent Vitality defense, could not withstand their joint assault. With the priest's healing still absent, he had no choice but to succumb, letting out a pained scream as he involuntarily knelt down.
"Hahaha... got one!" The Berserker laughed triumphantly, exchanging knowing glances with the assassin as if he had slain everyone. He then charged toward the knight, coldly sneering, "Next is you, little one. You're just asking for death!"
Moments later, the knight fell but not before shouting, "Run!"
Can they escape...? The remaining two archers and the priest were already in tears! At that moment, as the swordsman faced his attack, a Swordsman Player appeared before them, wielding a heavy sword adorned with dragon carvings that emanated a chilling aura felt even from a distance.
"Falling Leaves..." The priest hesitated; he had completely forgotten about healing his teammates and wished he could sprout wings and flee immediately.
"You are the first!"
A cold voice suddenly rang out, and the three priests understood its meaning. Yi Tianchen was not addressing any one of them specifically but rather all five of them. The "first" referred to this battle in Dawn Forest, which would begin with them.
Unfolding, a dark circle quietly trembled. Then, Yi Tianchen's gaze sharpened as he suddenly moved his feet, his figure instantly darting forward. At the same time, he swung his Dragon's Roar, unleashing a golden Skill Radiance that explosively tore through the priest's fragile defenses.
Death Entanglement.
Blade Break Slash.
Without a doubt, it was a swift kill! The two archers were momentarily stunned, then each shouted "Let's go!" as they began to draw their bows. Suddenly, two arrows whizzed through the air—one engulfed in flames and the other cloaked in frost—striking their targets in an instant.
Blazing Arrow.
Frost Arrow.
"This one's on me!" a voice called out, and it was none other than the small figure of Autumn Soar. Newly joined to the Mist Rain Flowing Years Mercenary Group, he was the only new player left standing during the critical moment of Mist of Time. With his sword raised and falling, he shouted, "Damn you, Blood Night! I'll make you pay!"
Cleave.
Half-Moon Slash.
With another two skills unleashed in quick succession, the damage dealt to the lightly armored class was quite impressive. As two high damage numbers floated up, the archers managed to fire their arrows in retaliation. Though they landed heavily on Autumn Soar, the damage was negligible.
Thirteen seconds later, the entire battle came to a swift conclusion!
"Retreat!"
At the command of Yi Tianchen, everyone began to withdraw rapidly, heading deeper into the Dawn Forest.
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"Team Three has encountered an ambush by Falling Leaves. Total annihilation!"
Seeing this message, Blood Night Poison Wolf felt quite troubled. For someone skilled at lurking and possessing exceptional skills and fierce attacks, once they seized even the slightest opportunity, they could accomplish some truly astonishing feats.
Blood Night Poison Dragon felt a wave of frustration wash over him. Although only Team Three had been wiped out, it immediately reminded him of that night at Azure Wolf Hills, as if the current scene was unfolding with an unprecedented speed that resonated with the past.
“Damn it, Falling Leaves, I will make you pay for this!” After shouting a few times in anger, Blood Night Poison Dragon searched the area while privately discussing tactics with Blood Night Poison Wolf. Turning back, he called out loudly, “Everyone follow me! We must find Falling Leaves and his accomplices!”
“Yes!”
Over twenty people responded in unison. Instead of heading directly to the site where Team Three had fallen, they continued deeper into Dawn Forest. They understood that since Yi Tianchen and Liu Yuhan were aware of their numerical disadvantage, there was no way they would remain in place.
The bushes rustled as the group of over ten people began to run, creating quite a commotion that could be heard clearly from dozens or even hundreds of meters away. It was as if they were making a point to ensure Yi Tianchen and Liu Yuhan knew they were coming, bold and unrestrained.
Meanwhile, as Blood Night Poison Dragon initiated his actions, Blood Night Poison Wolf was secretly mobilizing many nearby subordinates, forming a hidden yet formidable force that tightened like an iron fist, coordinating their movements in another manner.
“As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole hides behind! Falling Leaves, our second confrontation is destined to end in your failure!”
Blood Night Poison Wolf muttered to himself, a glint of something different shining in his eyes.
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