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The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me – Chapter 493

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Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
Chapter 284: The Narvit Bastion Campaign

Chapter 284: The Narvit Bastion Campaign (4)

The messenger quickly delivered the news to Xi Wei, who was stationed behind the lines.

Xi Wei did not hesitate.

He chose to trust Ongel’s judgment, so he immediately ordered the Star Magus Legion to stop supporting the shield and to absorb Star Power on the spot to restore their Magic Power.

Without the shield’s support, the Ancient Storm Lord inexorably approached the city wall, and Ongel met him head-on.

After a period of training, the twenty thousand Novice Players had basically reached Level 10 and completed their basic Class Change.

Since there was no barracks nearby, they could only change their profession to the traditional three classes: Warrior, Mage, and Knight.

However, they would still have the opportunity to choose their profession again once they returned to Winter City and reached a certain level.

[Epic-level battlefield mission triggered]

[Mission Name: Defend the Narvit Bastion]

[Mission Description: Legendary Elf Mage Leskali is leading the Elves in a fierce attack on the Narvit Bastion. There is irreconcilable hatred between Elves and Humans, so please do your best in the battle. If the Narvit Bastion is breached, it will be considered a mission failure.]

[Mission Reward: Massive Experience Points, Rare Class Change Opportunity, Equipment Lottery Ticket, Equipment Enhancement Coupon, Mount, five Copper Coins, etc.]

[Mission Failure Penalty: All Players will have 50% of their current currency deducted from their Backpack, and the King of Winter’s favorability will decrease by 50.]

The Novice Players did not attach much importance to the failure penalty, but the veteran players did. When they saw that the King of Winter’s favorability had decreased by 50, each of them broke out in a cold sweat.

This was no joke.

If their favorability dropped, they would all be sent away, no matter how many there were!

“Everyone enter your positions, aim at the charging Elf army, and fire!”

The shouts of the messengers came from all around. The Players did as they were told. It wasn’t time for them to engage in close combat with the Elves yet. The correct approach was to use the city defense tools to wear down the Elves.

Beneath the Narvit Bastion, with the help of Leskali’s several amplification spells, the Elves advanced at an extremely fast pace. As they ran, they also summoned Mountain Guardians, Oakwood Guardians, and other summoned creatures.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Deafening cannon fire echoed from the direction of the Narvit Bastion.

The Treants narrowed their eyes. Although their movement speed was very fast, they could quickly capture the trajectory of the incoming cannonballs with their innate dynamic vision and dodge them in advance.

In the end, these cannonballs could only hit their summoned creatures. For them, who were agile, it was almost insignificant.

“Stupid pigs! Can you aim properly?!”

“Watma, aim properly! Who knows that Elf will drift? Damn it, another one dodged directly for three to four meters, hitting nothing!”

As the Elves got closer and closer, the Players became anxious. The city defense tools felt useless. They could hardly hit the agile Elves, and could only barely wear down their summoned creatures.

“It’s normal to miss…”

An old soldier of the Narvit Bastion leaned against the city wall and calmly took a puff of his leaf-cigarette.

“They are Elves, after all. Although there aren’t many of them, each one is an elite among elites. Let alone cannonballs, even a volley of arrows might not be able to harm them. The wind element shield on their bodies can basically block all these attacks.”

“Then, what do we do? What’s the point of the bombardment?” The Players were bewildered.

“Alas, the city defense cannons are already installed. If you don’t fire a few shots, won’t it look like you’re losing face? Besides, firing a few shots to wear down these Elves’ summoned creatures is also good… Don’t underestimate those summoned creatures… Some of them are stronger than the Elves themselves!”

“If you want to kill the Elves, wait for them to reach the city wall. Ranged attacks are just for fun…”

After the old soldier finished speaking, he exhaled all the smoke he had inhaled into his lungs through his nose.

Suddenly, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he reached for the battle saber at his waist.

“They’re here!”

A graceful Elf leaped high from below the city wall. The arrows shot towards him were all blocked and sent flying by the wind element shield on his body.

He moved among the protrusions on the city wall like a gibbon in the forest. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the city wall.

“Human, die!”

The Elf roared, his originally handsome face contorted with rage. He drew the two curved swords at his waist and, like a spinning top, plunged into the crowd of Novice Players.

“Swish, swish, swish—”

The curved swords danced so densely that they formed an impenetrable net. The Elf’s movements were like a butterfly dancing through flowers, weaving back and forth, making him unpredictable.

Before the Players could react, seven or eight heads had already been severed.

Limbs flew, and blood splattered.

Many Novice Players vomited on the spot.

“Holy cow! This… this blood splatter effect is too disgusting… Ugh—”

The veteran players, on the other hand, seemed unfazed.

They had seen everything. The scene before them was no longer that bloody.

More Elves had already rushed onto the city wall. The tens of meters high city wall posed no obstacle to them. Wails, slashes, and the clash of weapons echoed incessantly, and the chanting of Mage spells reverberated from the towers.

The situation had become critical.

“Don’t just stand there gawking, you’re becoming big leeks! Go, Warriors, raise your shields and surround the Elves! Mages, use limiting spells to restrict their movement! Priests, quickly put up shields, and hurry!”

Leisurely Moment stepped forward, and together with two old soldiers, he held back the Elf’s wildly dancing curved swords, creating a moment of respite for the Novice Players around them.

The Novice Players around them also reacted. They gritted their teeth, suppressed the discomfort caused by the splattering blood, and charged forward with their shields…

On the other side, Ongel, who was locked in a fierce battle with the Ancient Storm Lord, had been paying attention to the situation on the battlefield. He swung his hammer, batting away the Ancient Storm Lord’s fist, and his gaze fell upon the dense Elf army, his expression growing incredibly grim.

“Damn it! There are too many Elves this time, almost all of them! And Leskali has gotten smarter this time…”

This siege battle was not as easy as imagined.

“Don’t get distracted during the battle!”

A reminder suddenly came into his ear.

Ongel’s brow twitched. He felt a sense of fatal crisis suddenly approach. He scanned his surroundings out of the corner of his eye and saw a swordsmith master on a cliff, drawing a bow and arrow, aimed directly at him. The arrow was entwined with a strong wind element, and it shot out suddenly!

“Whoosh!”

With the enhancement of the wind element, the arrow arrived almost instantaneously, directly approaching Ongel’s face.

This arrow was the full-power shot of a Swordsmith Master (Champion Level) fired outside the range of the Moonlight Sacred Well. The killing intent was unmistakable, aiming to kill Ongel in one blow.

The arrow was too fast to dodge, nor could he raise his weapon to block it!

Ongel inwardly cried out that this was bad.

He had been a bit too bold today. As he fought the Storm Element Lord, he had already moved far away from the city wall.

Just as he was filled with horror, a long sword directly knocked away the incoming arrow, and at the same time, a slash forced back the Ancient Storm Lord who was waiting for an opportunity.

Ongel took the opportunity to roll and hide behind a rock.

He took a deep breath and looked not far away. A heroic-looking Knight stood there. He had a beard and a square face, looking very upright.

As if sensing Ongel’s gaze, the square-faced Knight turned his head and showed a roguish smile:

“Let me introduce myself, I am Hofths, a Champion Knight under the King of Winter. My hobby is seducing married women. If you also like married women, I think we can become good friends~”

Ongel: “…”


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The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me

The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me

Villainous Lord: Both The Players And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me, 反派领主:玩家和主角都想刀我
Score 6.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Native Language: Chinese
He transmigrated into the villainous lord BOSS from his past life’s game. He originally thought he could reverse his fate of being defeated and reap benefits from the players. However, with an unscrupulous system taking over his body, he could only go against the players. He blocked the players’ resurrection points directly. He took away the players’ guiding NPC, the Saintess. Where there was oppression, there was resistance. The players began to launch su*cide attacks on Sivey’s castle. Sivey: “The players are going to farm me, what should I do? Waiting online, urgent!” Player: “We can’t even beat the small monsters in the castle!” Player A: “What? The BOSS fights while holding a top-tier maid nanny!” Player B: “What? Even the Saintess has defected?” Protagonist: “Help me up, I can still pretend!” Gods: “Something’s off with his maid squad!!” Demon King: “Give me some face, don’t pluck my wool today QAQ”

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