eurekapd Chapter 226 Players Gather
Chapter 226 Players Gather
A player wielding a longbow quickly drew the bow and nocked an arrow, unleashing a barrage of sharp arrows at the Golden Core cultivators. Each arrow struck its mark, taking away a significant amount of the Golden Core cultivator's life force.
The e-sports newbie waved his staff, unleashing a series of fireballs at the Golden Core cultivator. Although the fireballs weren't particularly powerful, they were still effective at disrupting the cultivator.
A tall player, clad in heavy armor, charged to the front, unleashing his full spiritual energy to form a thick shield that blocked the Golden Core cultivator's attack and protected the Milk Tea Not Sweet and the e-sports newbie behind him.
With the addition of these players, the pressure on Mad Blade God of War was instantly reduced. He once again swung his long blade and launched a fierce attack on the Golden Core cultivator.
In an instant, the sounds of battle rang out again in the valley, as the players and the Golden Core cultivators of the Qingyun Sect fought fiercely and evenly.
The white-haired old man's face grew increasingly gloomy as he looked at the players who had suddenly appeared, his eyes filled with murderous intent and impatience.
How did these strange beings suddenly gather here?
Who exactly are they? Why are they helping that kid?
"Useless! A bunch of useless trash! They can't even handle a few outcasts!"
The white-haired old man roared angrily, and in a flash, he rushed towards the milk foam that wasn't sweet.
"Milk Foam Not Sweet" is the healer, responsible for healing players. Once "Milk Foam Not Sweet" is killed, players will lose their healing and will soon be killed by the Golden Core cultivator.
"Oh no! That old man is going to kill the wet nurse!"
Mad Blade War God's expression changed. He wanted to rush over to protect Milk Tea Not Sweet, but he was entangled by two late-stage Golden Core cultivators and couldn't break free at all.
Even the King of Tanks wanted to stand in front of the Milk Tea That Isn't Sweet, but he was surrounded and attacked by several Golden Core cultivators and couldn't protect himself.
Milk Tea Not Sweet's face turned pale, and she retreated in fright, trying to unleash her defensive skills, but it was too late. The white-haired old man had already rushed in front of her, and his long sword was thrust fiercely into her chest.
"It's over!"
The milk foam wasn't sweet, and despair filled my heart. I closed my eyes and awaited death.
Just then, a dark figure appeared like a ghost in front of the man with unsweetened milk foam, and stabbed the white-haired old man's wrist with a dagger in his hand.
It's Shadow Killer!
He arrived stealthily and, at the crucial moment, saved the milk foam from being too sweet.
The white-haired old man's expression changed. Feeling a stinging pain in his wrist, he quickly withdrew his longsword, dodged to the side, and barely avoided Shadow Killer's attack.
"Another oddball!"
The white-haired old man stared coldly at Ying Sha, his tone filled with killing intent, "It seems that today, I will slaughter all of you heretics!"
Shadow Killer didn't speak. With a flash, he transformed into a black shadow once more, circled behind the white-haired old man, and stabbed his dagger fiercely towards the old man's back, targeting vital points.
Shadow Assassin is an assassin who excels at sneak attacks. He is extremely fast and highly stealthy. Although his strength is not as great as the white-haired old man's, his sneak attacks still give the old man a lot of headaches.
While dodging Shadow Assassin's sneak attacks, the white-haired old man also had to deal with the attacks from Mad Blade War God and others. He gradually became flustered, and his breathing became more disordered.
On the lotus, Wei Yu kept his eyes closed, focusing all his efforts on recovering from his injuries and continuing to merge with the lotus.
He could clearly sense the fighting outside, and he could feel that the players who came to help were fighting a bloody battle against the white-haired old man and the Golden Core cultivator in order to protect him.
He felt a strong sense of urgency.
He must merge with the lotus as soon as possible and control its full power in order to kill the white-haired old man.
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The lotus trembled slightly again, and even more intense golden light slowly seeped out from the petals, merging into Wei Yu's body and nourishing his soul and physical form.
Wei Yu's aura was rapidly recovering, his soul was becoming increasingly solid, and his connection with the lotus was becoming stronger and stronger.
He could feel his power rapidly increasing, and he was getting closer and closer to fully controlling the lotus.
The fighting continued in the valley.
More and more players arrived at Linya Valley and joined the battle.
"I'm an expert at poisoning!"
A player dressed in black robes brandished a staff, and streams of black poisonous mist enveloped the Golden Core cultivators. Wherever the poisonous mist passed, the Golden Core cultivators collapsed to the ground, convulsing in pain.
"Swords rise amidst the dust, we've come to your aid!"
A player wielding a longsword flashed into the fray, joining the battle. His sword flashed, each strike deadly, and he quickly killed a Golden Core cultivator.
"Brothers, let's go! Kill these cultivators, protect the Chosen One, and obtain the city-building token!"
The Mad Blade War God roared, and swung his long blade once more, unleashing a massive blade aura that swept towards the two late-stage Golden Core cultivators with immense power.
As the number of players increased and their teamwork became more seamless, various combat styles—melee, ranged, support, and ambush—were intertwined. The Golden Core cultivators of the Qingyun Sect gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, and one by one they were killed, suffering heavy casualties.
Although the two late-stage Golden Core cultivators were powerful, they gradually became exhausted under the combined attack of Mad Blade War God, Shadow Killer, and Sword Rising in the Dust. Their bodies were covered with wounds, and their breaths grew weaker and weaker.
"Pfft!"
Sword Rising Wind seized an opening and stabbed a late-stage Golden Core cultivator in the chest with his longsword. The cultivator let out a shrill scream, fell to the ground, and died on the spot.
The remaining late-stage Golden Core cultivator, seeing his fellow disciple killed, was filled with fear. Gone was his previous arrogance; he turned and tried to flee.
"Trying to run? Too late!"
Shadow Assassin flashed and instantly caught up with him, stabbing his dagger fiercely into his back. The late-stage Golden Core cultivator died on the spot.
With the deaths of two late-stage Golden Core cultivators, the remaining Golden Core cultivators were completely thrown into panic. They no longer had the courage to fight and turned around, wanting to flee the valley.
"None of them will escape! Kill them all!"
With a roar, the Mad Blade War God led the players in pursuit of the fleeing Golden Core cultivators. Attacks rained down on them, killing them one by one.
Soon, the players had killed all of the dozen or so Golden Core cultivators. In the valley, only the white-haired old man, Wei Yu who was fusing with the lotus, and the players who came to help remained.
The white-haired old man stood there, his face pale, his body covered in wounds, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, and his breath extremely weak.
Looking at the players before him, and at Wei Yu on the lotus, his heart was filled with resentment and despair.
He couldn't believe that after gathering the sect's elite disciples and returning to fight again, he still ended up like this.
These outcasts were not only numerous and well-coordinated, but their strength also far exceeded his expectations, especially the Mad Blade God of War and the assassin, whose strength was even more formidable.