Chapter 128: Change in Situation
White Star Potato Chips and White Star Little Jiu were both startled, and simultaneously moved from their original positions.
Whether this action was correct was hard to say, but it did allow them to avoid potential attacks from the opponent.
“His stealth is a trait he naturally possesses, it won’t last long!”
White Star Potato Chips clearly knew something about the enemy’s methods, and loudly reminded his companion.
As a High Mountain Race, White Star Little Jiu was theoretically not afraid of assassin-type enemies, so after White Star Potato Chips’ reminder, he reacted. With a roar, his muscles bulged, emitting a fierce blood-red glow!
He casually grabbed a heavy object, then swung it around like a greatsword without restraint. The momentum of his swings was immense, as if anything that dared to obstruct him would be instantly destroyed.
Unexpectedly, Huang Mao had already retreated. After reappearing, he had returned to the group of players, looking at ease and with a contemptuous expression.
“Is this all the strength White Star Guild has? It’s nothing special. Why don’t you just disband as soon as possible?”
In reality, he was just feigning calmness. The stab from White Star Potato Chips, although it didn’t hit a vital spot, had reduced his health to below 50%. For a fragile class like him, this was already a very dangerous number. If it weren’t for his teammate seizing the opportunity and instantly killing the opposing mage, he might have been the one to die.
“All of you, hurry up! We agreed on this beforehand, I’ll cover any losses if you die. I don’t care what benefits you can get, but with this opportunity, we’ll take down this damn guild today, and tomorrow this entire large region will belong to us.” While the two players were hiding in the Security Bureau and didn’t dare to show themselves, Huang Mao turned and looked coldly at the players who had come to join the fun, showing a look of disappointment. “Or do you all just like being oppressed by guild and player groups? Benefits are something you have to fight for yourself, not wait for others to hand them to you!”
Some of the onlookers were tempted. After all, playing games was all about having fun, and the conflict between guilds and solo players had a long history. Everyone had long been at odds with each other.
“Isn’t it because we’re afraid of retaliation?”
A player pointed out the problem.
If someone wanted to be the first to act, then this group of people would naturally be happy to support them with all their might, but if they had to go up themselves, they would have to weigh the pros and cons.
“If there’s retaliation, it will be against me and Luan Chen.” A player holding a heavy crossbow said from the crowd. He was the one who had ambushed White Star Fangs earlier and secured the first kill. “And as long as we win and drive them out of Leicester, then there will be no retaliation.”
“Brother Shang is right!” Little Huang Mao, Luan Chen Zeizi, agreed. “We have the numbers, so what are we afraid of! One guild player’s head is worth a thousand yuan. Whoever gets it, come to me for the reward!”
Most of the players were young people. A few simple words could easily get them worked up, and coupled with their existing temptation, they all responded enthusiastically.
“Well said, let’s go get them!”
“Charge, brothers!”
“Who’s afraid of whom!”
The heavy crossbow player, Shang, and Luan Chen Zeizi exchanged glances, the meaning of which was self-evident.
Under their instigation, the players swarmed into the Security Bureau, all thinking of getting kills. After all, Luan Chen Zeizi had said that he would cover any losses if they died.
Seeing this situation, the two from White Star Guild felt their hearts pound. Although there weren’t many Transcendent among these players, and most were ordinary classes, they weren’t strong enough to fight like a one-man army.
White Star Little Jiu, with his thicker health bar, let out a low growl and charged forward with red eyes. Meanwhile, the agile White Star Potato Chips, under the cover of his companion, rushed to White Star Fangs’ last known position. After searching around, he finally found a very inconspicuous parchment.
“Are you done yet!” White Star Little Jiu held a chair in his left hand and a wooden stick in his right, managing to hold off over twenty people by himself, but his life was rapidly decreasing, and he was soon unable to hold on.
White Star Potato Chips grabbed the parchment and sneered inwardly.
What good were more people? In the end, they were just cannon fodder.
Only after White Star Little Jiu’s life reached zero and he disappeared into a light spot did White Star Potato Chips inject Mana into the parchment.
Following his actions, cracks appeared both inside and outside the Security Bureau, and thick, damp mist seeped out of the cracks, quickly engulfing the Security Bureau.
The players were momentarily intimidated by the extremely dense fog and did not act rashly. But their inaction did not mean that nothing would happen.
Rustling sounds came from within the mist. A player felt a slight itch on the back of his head, as if someone was touching his head. The moment he turned around, his entire head fell off, and he disappeared into a light spot.
This was not an isolated incident. The players soon realized that the people around them were dying inexplicably and bizarrely, as if invisible enemies were slaughtering them.
“What is that thing?”
Outside the Security Bureau, Luan Chen Zeizi could not see what was happening inside, but he could clearly see the increasingly dense and viscous mist.
“I don’t know.” Shang shook his head gravely. He vaguely heard noisy and panicked shouts from inside, as if something was happening. As expected, the people from White Star Guild were not easy to deal with.
Just as he was contemplating whether to go in and investigate, he heard unreserved footsteps behind him. He followed the sound and saw two figures approaching them under the night mist.
Was it the Disciplinary Bureau that had escaped earlier? Or was it reinforcements from White Star Guild?
As the figures approached, Shang dismissed these two possibilities.
There were two people, one tall and one short. The taller one had a weapon at his waist and a proper face that looked very upright. The shorter one was cloaked, and nothing could be seen of him, making him clearly look like a bad person.
NPC?
Shang breathed a sigh of relief and raised his heavy crossbow, preparing to kill or drive the two away.
But just as he was about to make a move, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then it was as if he had been hit by a flashbang. His head ached, his ears went deaf; and his vision turned completely white.
Li Wen did not follow up with a killing blow, not only because Moria had stopped her, but mainly because she believed ordinary players were not qualified to make her waste too much Mana, so she casually threw a Divine Strike to warn the opponent.
Luan Chen Zeizi supported his teammate, cursing his bad luck inwardly.
“Don’t make a move, we can talk things over!”
Moria walked in front of Li Wen, looking at them calmly, his focus concentrated on the heavy crossbow player and Luan Chen Zeizi. The heavy crossbow was a controlled weapon by standard, even a military-grade one, and the crossbow bolts used were also alchemically manufactured flame arrows. However, these were of little concern to the current Moria; this was something the Disciplinary Bureau should handle. Therefore, Moria shifted his gaze to Luan Chen Zeizi and calmly asked, “Dark Lineage?”
In an instant, Luan Chen Zeizi felt his scalp tingle and his hair stand on end. An indescribable fear reached him through the game, directly into the real world.
