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"Boom!"
A sword strike, sharp and cold, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter stones!
Faced with this fierce blow, Yi Tianchen hesitated for a moment when he could have dodged, and the next second he was struck head-on, losing a significant portion of his health in an instant. This drew expressions of surprise and concern from Liu Yuhan and the others, prompting Mu Wanqing to immediately cast a healing spell.
"Tianchen..." Liu Yuhan called out.
Yi Tianchen forced a smile, suddenly pivoting his foot and swiftly dodging to the side. He then slashed upward with his Dragon's Roar, cutting sharply across Wind King Gab.'s waist—this guy was simply too tall; Yi Tianchen could only reach his waist with the sword.
"Is something happening?" Liu Yuhan sent a private message.
Clearly, if something were truly wrong, it would likely affect the morale of everyone present in this situation. Therefore, Liu Yuhan opted for a private message rather than asking aloud.
"A large number of Alien Army are surrounding us!" Yi Tianchen replied.
Liu Yuhan was taken aback; this information was indeed troubling... The Alien Army was already formidable enough, and now the addition of "large numbers" made it even more dire.
And what about them?
Including Hell Swordsman·Azure Abyss, there were only eight players and one NPC!
"Increase your output; we don't have much time left!" Yi Tianchen suddenly reminded them, continuing to swing his Dragon's Roar with relentless horizontal and diagonal strikes. Under the barrage of attacks, even the formidable Wind King Gab. found it difficult to keep up for a moment.
However...
The players present were all skilled gamers who understood that Yi Tianchen's high-frequency output couldn't be sustained for long. So when they heard his warning, they didn't bother to ask for confirmation but instead launched their most ferocious assault together.
Close-range control combined with concentrated fire from afar!
Yi Tianchen and One-Handed Riding in the Sky coordinated to control the battle rhythm against Wind King Gab., while Liu Yuhan, Yesterday's Fireworks, and Proud Dragon took turns unleashing their powerful skills. Meanwhile, The Terminator of Regrets executed critical hits as an assassin.
Watching the high damage numbers soar into the air, everyone felt a heavy weight in their hearts.
Facing such a formidable boss, maintaining a tightly coordinated attack strategy was no easy feat, and it required immense effort. They had to concentrate fully, leaving no opportunity for the target to escape.
"Roar!"
With a furious roar, Wind King Gab responded to the onslaught of attacks from Yi Tianchen and the others, which came like a storm.
"Roar, roar!"
Wind King Gab continued to bellow, swinging his long sword in wild arcs. Yet each time, Yi Tianchen and his companions managed to block his strikes just in time. If he attacked from the left, they would counter from the right; if he struck from the right, they would come from the left; if he lunged forward, they would strike from behind. This relentless strategy left Wind King Gab increasingly frustrated.
If only he understood frustration...
As the first ten minutes quickly passed, Yi Tianchen's team maintained their coordinated strategy. Wind King Gab's furious roars grew louder and more desperate with each passing moment.
Soon, another ten minutes went by...
When the third ten-minute mark arrived, although the group's coordinated strategy showed some signs of strain, Wind King Gab found himself cornered with no escape route. His health points were plummeting rapidly.
"Claim the glory! Claim the glory!" Proud Dragon shouted.
Yi Tianchen and his companions had no time to respond with gestures of disdain.
Because they were indeed fighting for glory! Each of them unleashed a barrage of attacks followed by wave after wave of skills. In just one minute, the damage dealt to Wind King Gab surpassed what they had achieved in the previous five or six minutes combined.
It was hard to believe where they drew such strength from...
Ultimately, after a desperate howl of defeat, Wind King Gab fell under the relentless assault of the group, feeling both frustrated and unwilling to accept his fate.
"Who is it? Who is it?" Proud Dragon shouted.
One-Handed Riding in the Sky glanced at the others nearby. Fallen Feather in the Sky and The Terminator of Regrets exchanged puzzled looks, clearly having missed out as well. Behind them, Liu Yuhan and the others checked their Faction Merit Points and realized they hadn't gained thousands either.
Only Yi Tianchen stepped forward alone!
"Let's go, to the next level!" Yi Tianchen hoisted Dragon's Roar, the chains clanking loudly, while the surroundings suddenly fell into silence.
"Damn!"
The others were taken aback. "Boss, it's you again!"
"Ahem!" Without looking back, Yi Tianchen coughed and said, "Stay low-key; one must be low-key! Haven't you heard? Low-key is a blessing!"
"…"
Everyone was speechless, and Hell Swordsman·Azure Abyss was even more confused.
In that brief moment, Yi Tianchen had already charged ahead to engage the elite monsters that followed closely behind. He effortlessly cut through them, each swing of his sword producing a large damage number and the cries of the elite monsters.
"The boss's attack power... sigh!" Yesterday's Fireworks shook his head and sighed.
After eliminating the small monsters on this level, Yi Tianchen quickly relayed a private message he received from Divine Silence Dust Fate during their advance.
"This seems to confirm our suspicions!" Liu Yuhan said.
Yi Tianchen and the others were taken aback. Indeed, why had the Alien Army suddenly turned to charge toward Limitless Mountain?
The answer was becoming clear!
If it weren't for the fact that the Limitless Mountain concealed something crucial to the Otherworldly Race, would the Alien Army suddenly gather their forces to march here?
Since the initial guess was correct, the group's original thought was further supported: as long as they could completely destroy the Limitless Mountain, the so-called invincible and indeed formidable Otherworldly Race would directly collapse!
Thinking of this, their enthusiasm surged even higher!
Even the Hell Swordsman, Azure Abyss, immediately grasped this deeper meaning from the advancing Alien Army. With his heavy sword held horizontally, a cold and expectant expression emerged on his clearly reflected face.
The coldness was naturally directed at the Otherworldly Race!
The expectation, however, was for Yasi, whom he had been separated from for a thousand years...
Soon, in the darkness ahead, a portal to the next level appeared. After a moment of excitement, One-Handed Riding in the Sky charged in with his spear.
“Clang!”
A crisp sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out!
“What’s going on?” Yi Tianchen couldn't help but be taken aback. He was already the second to step into the portal, and as his surroundings changed, he saw One-Handed Riding in the Sky being knocked back by a single strike. A towering figure, standing three meters tall and wielding a long spear, swept towards them with ferocity.
“Damn it!”
Yi Tianchen inhaled sharply and raised his Dragon's Roar to block with all his might!
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