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Outside Skywind Gorge, in the graveyard.
Skywalker stood frozen like a statue, his mind still replaying the scene of being taken down in an instant. The assassin's skilled maneuvers, precise attacks, and lightning-fast speed were like a venomous snake; once ensnared, escaping was no easy feat.
"Boss, boss..." someone shouted.
Skywalker shook his head and said, "Damn it, who said that without Mist of Time, Fallen Leaves Whisper is just some soft tofu anyone can crush?"
"Boss, what should we do next?" another soul cried out.
After a long pause, Skywalker’s initially shocked gaze suddenly ignited with cold determination. He declared, "I’ve never been humiliated like this since I started my journey. Gather the brothers in the city and get them all to Skywind Gorge. Today, I’m going to vent my anger."
"Understood!"
Leaving the graveyard, Skywalker didn’t rush to revive himself immediately. Instead, he waited at the entrance of the Gorge until his so-called brothers arrived. Only then did he storm towards the death point and saw Not a Master standing beside his corpse, holding a Steel Blade.
"Damn it! Guard my body!"
Skywalker nearly spat blood. Looking ahead, Liu Yuhan and others hadn’t left either; they had formed a line to protect Mist of Time’s gathering team. About forty players with crafting professions were orderly collecting Snake Gallbladder grass from both sides of the rock wall while chatting cheerfully.
"MD, they really don’t take us seriously!"
Fuming with anger, Skywalker shouted as he sent out a message: "Everyone attack directly, leave none alive!"
A formidable group of around twenty charged in under Skywalker's command. The brothers who had been killed earlier rushed to their respective corpses, waiting for the battle to begin so they could revive and join forces with their comrades for a complete sweep.
But...
"Hey, I'm here!"
Proud Dragon's gaze darkened as he stepped forward with a low growl, drawing back the heavy Shadow Repeating Crossbow in his hands. He released two arrows in quick succession, followed by a long-range penetrating shot. Three high damage numbers floated up as one of the assassins at the front let out a scream and fell to the ground.
"Damn! That attack power is no joke; hidden classes are really strong!"
Hero Does Not Question Origin tightened his grip on the heavy sword and charged forward in a single leap, stepping onto a stone to propel himself upward. With the force of a mountain, he brought his sword down hard, sending a Swordsman Player staggering back. He then unleashed a level 30 area skill from the Berserker class—
Spinning Blade Slash Lv-2!
The skill's effect was to sweep with the weapon, creating a one-meter-long sword aura that dealt 80% physical damage to all targets within a fan-shaped area in front of him.
-2530! -2485! Critical Hit! -4990! -2502!...
A flurry of damage numbers erupted into the air as Li Tielong and Stinky Fish rushed in from behind. Their attacks flowed like dragons and lightning, coordinating with Hero Does Not Question Origin to apply pressure. Mu Wanqing and Far Apart continuously cast Vitality Technique, with recovery numbers popping up above their heads.
"Get out of the way!"
The newcomers shouted as over a dozen players hurriedly dispersed, but some were immediately struck down. Scattered targets were always the favorite prey of lurking assassins. The sudden explosion of skill effects, accompanied by splattering blood, was enough to shock anyone.
"To the left!"
As The Terminator of Regrets spoke, he had already shifted leftward, stabbing fiercely at an approaching Knight Player with his dagger. Lin Yan moved in tandem, cutting off the opponent's escape route. This simple coordination quickly eliminated another foe.
At the back, Liu Yuhan raised her delicate hand and fired three arrows in quick succession, accurately finishing off two low-health players. Then she unleashed an area attack that rained death upon six players who had been cornered again by The Terminator of Regrets and Lin Yan.
-3550! -3855! -3910! -3811! ...
"MD, it seems we're completely outmatched!" someone shouted amidst the chaos, as a few players at the back began to retreat.
"Heh heh... since you're here, why bother leaving?"
A cold voice echoed, yet no one was visible. The stealthy The Terminator of Regrets swiftly advanced, intercepting one of them in an instant. A sharp dagger, exuding a chilling aura, plunged into the opponent's neck, warm blood gushing forth as it was pulled across the chest—
-4001! -3762!
Before long, more than half of the twenty players from both teams had fallen. The remaining ones were in disarray; the last player barely managed to run ten meters before being struck by a piercing arrow. After a few agonized cries, he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.
"Haha... total victory!"
Not a Master laughed heartily and mockingly gave the middle finger to the corpse of Skywalker on the ground, sneering, "Look at you, now you know how powerful Mist of Time is. Heh heh... weren't you so arrogant? Come back to life if you can! I guarantee I won't kill you again!"
From a distance, Skywalker watched Not a Master's actions with his heart twisting in knots. He had planned to resurrect together once the battle began, but who would have thought that the entire situation would take such a rapid turn, moving so fast that he couldn't keep up!
"MLGBD, Mist of Time, I'll remember this grudge. One day, I will make sure to get back at you with interest!" Furious and grinding his teeth in anger, Skywalker reluctantly made his final decision: "Let's go, everyone back to town to resurrect!"
"Swish swish swish..."
White lights rose in Gorge, and all the corpses vanished in an instant, replaced by the sounds of laughter and joy from the crowd.
"Hahaha... we won! We won!"
"Curse it, they just bully our livelihoods; they're nothing but paper tigers!"
"A bunch of clowns, that's all!"
...
Everyone exchanged heated words, their emotions running high. After a few minutes of commotion, Liu Yuhan finally stepped forward and said, "Everyone, since the other side has retreated in the face of difficulty, you can all collect your resources in peace. As for the losses you've incurred, the merchants will tally them up and compensate you one by one."
"Great! Long live Mist of Time!"
The crowd cheered in unison, their voices rising like a crashing wave, filled with joy and encouragement. However, at that moment, Liu Yuhan still had a lingering concern. She stood still, gazing at the blue sky to the west. The sun was now high in the sky, and she couldn't help but wonder how Yi Tianchen was faring at that moment.
Just as she was lost in thought, an unexpected system announcement suddenly made all the players online perk up---
"Ding!"
System Announcement: Congratulations to player Fallen Leaves Whisper for successfully defeating the level 80 Celestial Boss Captain Mondanqi from Sharp Blade Camp, becoming the first team on the server to kill a Celestial Boss. The player is awarded the following system rewards--- Level +2, Reputation +8000, as a token of encouragement!
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