Chapter 109-2: Abstract Player Tactics (2) |
Qi Sheng’s sight turned eastward.
Five Gargoyle players became the focus of this area.
They had all embedded and were using the Taunt inherited soul.
Although this inherited soul was powerful, its effect was limited against the Black Tide and the Swarm.
But when facing Skyfire warriors, its effect was outstanding.
“Feel the pain. This one is yours. You with the flame sword, please watch the VCR.”
As the effect of the Taunt inherited soul unfolded, the Skyfire warrior struck by the taunt trembled instantly, and false memories pieced together from recollections surged into his mind.
He could not help but let out an angry roar and turned to charge at the player who had activated Taunt.
“Look at me.”
Threat shifted at once, and the Skyfire warrior turned again, pouncing toward the latest player to release Taunt.
Taunts were used in sequence and threat shifted continuously.
In this process, the anger in the heart of the taunted Skyfire warrior kept building. Finally he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mass of flames, then crashed to his knees. After the flames on his body dissipated, he began panting violently, with a trace of crimson at the corner of his mouth.
“Damn, Taunt inherited soul has this effect too. Is this emotional damage overflow?”
“Vomiting blood, fury attacking the heart. He looks a bit overheated. Fire mages in the rear, pour oil on the fire.”
“Choosing us as opponents only shows you are too young. You dare to touch a team with five Taunt inherited souls. Today we will give you a proper lesson.”
All kinds of abstract tactics from the player camp dazzled the eyes.
Aside from these abstract-tactic players, the combat style on the main battle line looked quite normal.
Qi Sheng’s gaze turned to the main battle line.
A row of players, after activating the Roar trait, shouted at the Skyfire warriors charging from the front:
“Roar.”
The violent sound waves instantly sent groups of Skyfire warriors into a brief daze, and the players in the rear decisively seized the chance to strike.
God King was in charge of commanding the main line, he continuously adjusted the battle array changes of the players and launched a fierce offensive against the Skyfire race.
On this battle line, players of different builds all had clear roles. Through the commander’s orders they carried out a series of combat actions such as offensive pushes, withdrawals, and defenses.
But the battle between the player camp and the Skyfire race could overall be described as ‘chaotic.’
It could be seen that players could apply any tactic on the battlefield, with a style worthy of being called a riot of demons.
As the fighting continued to now, the Skyfire race had already lost nearly two fifths of its combat power, and defeat was only a matter of time.
According to Guide’s statistics, each of the 108 energy crystals inside the city, after removing impurities and converting the contained energy into sacrificial power, could yield about 500,000 sacrificial power.
These 108 would be a yield of 54 million sacrificial power.
This was what Qi Sheng cared about most. If he could monopolize the 108 energy crystals, the next round of recruitment could bring him 50,000 newbie players.
Lately he had been considering whether to recruit the Gill-Fish race or the Abyssal Mermen. After taking this batch of energy crystals, he could simply choose both.
But the Black Tide and the Swarm clearly would not let him have his way.
These two forces had the same goal as he did, and neither of them were pushovers. It was nearly impossible for the player camp to swallow it alone.
The specific gains would still depend on how the war developed afterward.
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Center of the flame city.
The Skyfire hierophant king gazed toward the battlefields in three directions, his eyes nearly splitting with rage.
The peak combat power of this world was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
After days of brutal fighting, the priests of the race had exhausted their strength and could only pause the release of the Skyfire Grand Array to rest.
The warriors of the race were also severely drained after continuous battles.
But the reinforcements of the three forces seemed endless, always able to strike again after each round of coverage from the Skyfire Grand Array.
Never mind going out to plunder, he could barely hold Skyfire city anymore.
This made him deeply doubt the records left by the ancestors.
The ancestors had clearly stated that although their former home world was three times larger than Skyfire, its important resources were far less abundant than those of the Skyfire World.
After one thousand years of steady development, the Skyfire race now should logically be stronger than before their flight.
Elite development had further ensured that the Skyfire race had no obvious shortcoming in combat power.
Yet the terrifying calamitous strength described by the ancestors was apparently not as strong as the current Skyfire race, but the performance of the battle proved the ancestors were wrong.
This world had undergone significant changes after their departure. The world’s peak-level combat power was far stronger than the ancestors had expected.
With the war having reached this point, he knew he had no retreat.
The spatial teleportation array had already collapsed, and the spatial fissure had healed. What lay before the Skyfire race was only a fight to the death.
Perhaps the three forces were also at the end of their rope, merely gritting their teeth to persist.
But such self-comfort was dealt a heavy blow each time a new offensive arrived, making him doubt his own thoughts.
Switching his gaze among the three directions of the battlefield, the Skyfire hierophant king suddenly rose to his feet.
He decided to personally join the battle to contribute to the advance of the war.
His figure flew into the sky, the Skyfire spiritual patterns on his body interlinking. Raging flames shrouded his form.
In the blink of an eye, the Skyfire hierophant king transformed into a flame demon idol several dozen meters tall.
His first target was the north, which in his eyes was the most troublesome of the three forces, the Black Tide.
The moment he landed, surging flames swept in all directions with him at the center. Large numbers of Black Tide Evil Entities were instantly melted and dissipated, turning into wisps of black mist that rejoined the Black Tide.
The appearance of the Skyfire hierophant king immediately roused the fighting spirit of the nearby Skyfire warriors, who followed him in a charge against the Black Tide.
With a hunt level reaching 76, the Skyfire hierophant king took the field and instantly reversed the battle situation.
At this time atop the high tower of the Abyss of Heaven node, the Earthmind Evil Spirit folded his arms across his chest and gazed toward the south, directing the Black Tide army through the perception view provided by the Evil Eye.
When he discovered that the Skyfire hierophant king had personally joined the battle, his expression did not change in the slightest.
By the Evil Eye’s judgment, the strength of this Skyfire hierophant king was not far off from his own.
But the power of the Black Tide had never been something measured by the strength or weakness of a single target. Even if the Skyfire hierophant king personally took the field, it would pose no substantive threat.
Through the Evil Eye’s analysis and investigation, the Skyfire race was merely a force descending from a small world.
He had previous contact with such small-world-level forces.
Back then, he followed the warriors of his race and led the Black Tide to devour two small worlds, engaging in fierce battles with small-world-level forces.
The arrogance in his heart before descending into the Monster World had been nurtured in those small-world-level campaigns.
Only after understanding the terror of the Monster World did that arrogance completely vanish.
Encountering a small-world-level force again, the Earthmind Evil Spirit felt only joy and no trace of fear.
Compared to the player race and the Swarm, this was the perfect nourishment for the Black Tide’s growth. During this period of campaigning, the Skyfire race had raised the Black Tide’s strength by a whole grade, giving birth to the natural-catastrophe and death-catastrophe special unit series.
This was a normal enemy in his eyes. The player race and the Swarm were the ones that were not normal.
Therefore, even after the Skyfire hierophant king personally entered the battle, he still did not pay much attention.
He cared more about some figures of the player race roaming along the Black Tide’s front.
These players were extremely hateful in his eyes. They possessed the ability to transform into shadows and moved across the battlefield at extremely high speed.
Whenever the Black Tide Evil Entities under his control were about to kill a Skyfire warrior, they would suddenly reveal themselves, switch from shadow state to corporeal form, and launch a fierce assault on the Skyfire warrior to finish the kill.
If it were only that, it would be no big deal.
The problem was that the most nauseating ability of the player race manifested after killing the Skyfire warrior.
All Skyfire warriors killed by members of the player race would have their flesh and blood dissipate.
This infuriated him.
The dead Skyfire warriors were, in his eyes, nourishment for the growth of the Black Tide. They would have been completely devoured after being covered by the Black Tide.
But the appearance of the player race disrupted the rhythm of devour-and-evolve. All Skyfire warriors stolen and killed by members of the player race could no longer be absorbed by the Black Tide.
His gaze turned to one corner of the battlefield.
A Skyfire warrior was being besieged by several natural-catastrophe series units, Brutal War. The Skyfire warrior, already exhausted, dispersed his demonic fire form, knelt weakly to the ground, and completely lost the ability to resist.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly closed in, coalesced into corporeal form behind the Skyfire warrior, and drove a dagger viciously into the back of the warrior’s neck.
Crack.
The sound of bone shattering rang out. The already weakened Skyfire warrior was killed instantly by this strike, his life structure collapsing.
In the Earthmind Evil Spirit’s perception view, this player race member snatched up the items scattered on the ground in one grab, let out a lewd ‘hehe’ laugh, then decisively switched to shadow form and fled at high speed.
The pouncing Black Tide struck at nothing, unable to devour even a scrap of energy.
Seeing this scene, the Earthmind Evil Spirit bared sharp teeth, the veins on his forehead pulsing nonstop.
“Shameless.”
The Evil Eye hovering behind the Earthmind Evil Spirit blinked innocently when it heard, but did not dare to speak to comfort him.
This commander’s temper was extremely violent.
Speaking rashly would certainly earn a scolding.
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