Then, Gu Lingchen looked up at the mage's head: Lord of Hell!

Lord of Hell?

Gu Lingchen suddenly realized! Who doesn't know the Lord of Hell?

While others were only level 1, he announced to the entire server that he had killed a Black Iron-level boss, then a Black Iron-level world boss. Then, on the first day of the server launch, he achieved first-ever clears of all three difficulties of the Deadmines dungeon, all three difficulties of the Howling Shadows dungeon, and first-ever kills of a Silver-level boss and a Silver-level world boss. He made eight world announcements in one day, leaving all online players stunned!

Now, the biggest player in the entire server was standing right in front of him, and Gu Lingchen was stunned.

Only the Lord of Hell could be worthy of such a display!

If this were any other player, the plaque next to him would appear ostentatious.

Great job!

Gu Lingchen couldn't help but admire him in his heart!

While waving to Gu Lingchen, Sun Zhi enthusiastically called out to Jiang Hao, "Dad, please bring our guild leader in! Let's kill the Japanese together!"

Father? The Lord of Hell is Sun Zhi's father?

But why aren't the father and son from the same starting village?

Moreover, the Lord of Hell looks so young, how could he be the old and dark-skinned father of Sun Zhi? If the two of them stood together, Gu Lingchen could barely accept that Sun Zhi was the Lord of Hell's father.

Jiang Hao felt like he was about to be completely ruined.

Ever since these lackeys helped him wipe out a skeleton army, they've been coming up with all sorts of fancy tricks for him. Slogans, plaques, and I heard they're even planning to create some kind of beatboxing background music, but it's been put on hold for now because they don't have anyone with that talent in the team.

But even with just these things, he already looked like a complete idiot!

Despite repeatedly telling him he didn't like them, these lackeys remained undeterred. He wanted to treat them as teammates, but they only wanted to see him as their father. Especially that guy named Sun Zhi, who was now inseparable from his father; Jiang Hao really wanted to strangle him.

"You have received an invitation from the Lord of Hell's legion. Do you wish to confirm joining?"

The system notification sounded in his ear, and Gu Lingchen confirmed it without thinking.

"Chairman, give it a try, try hitting a Japanese soldier."

Sun Zhi's encouragement carried a hint of enthusiasm and mystery, leaving Gu Lingchen somewhat puzzled by his overflowing emotions. Especially when he winked his small, bright right eye at him, it was as if the two had already developed a deep understanding.

Damn, this kid still owes me 120 pieces of equipment, but now he's acting like we're really close. Is he not planning to pay me back?

Gu Lingchen was somewhat uneasy.

"Hey, Chairman, give it a try! Try hitting a Japanese soldier!"

Having no other choice, Gu Lingchen ran a few steps, closing the distance enough with a Japanese soldier, and then charged at him. He quickly moved in front of the Japanese soldier, and before Gu Lingchen could even raise his broadsword, he saw the Japanese soldier's health bar instantly emptied, and with a flash of white light, he vanish.

The white damage number is still floating in the air.

-.5

Gu Lingchen felt there was something wrong with his eyes. His Charge skill was level 2, capable of dealing 90% of his attack power as damage to the target. He knew exactly how much damage he would deal: 385 points. Even ignoring the opponent's 48 points of defense, this charge would only deal 298.5 points of damage.

But what's with this string of damage numbers?

Could it be that the Japanese soldier just now had negative armor?

Negative 460,000?

"How was it, guild leader? Wasn't it great? Want to try killing another one?"

Sun Zhi had already run over, shouting in his ear as if he had known this outcome all along. Gu Liangchen looked around and saw that the guild members, who had just been bullied by the Japanese players and dared not raise their heads, were now chasing after the Japanese soldiers with ferocity, as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Especially the melee classes, all of them, just like him, were capable of killing a Japanese soldier with a single blow!

Ah, this...

"How's it going, guild leader? How does it feel? How about we try killing another one?"

Gu Lingchen felt that Sun Zhi was being very noisy at the moment, and he really wanted to give him a good beating.

"Just by joining my dad's legion, you can increase your true damage by more than 460,000. Isn't my dad awesome?"

Gu Lingcheng asked, somewhat bewildered, "Who is your father?"

"President, are you crazy? My dad is the Lord of Hell!"

Oh, he just said that, he just said that.

Watching the Lord of Hell still waving his staff, with little Japanese soldiers releasing dazzling white light beneath it, Gu Lingcheng felt a pang of envy.

Why can't he be my dad?

Gu Lingchen fully recovered from his shock and joined the attack on the Japanese soldiers. At first, he couldn't believe that he had inflicted hundreds of thousands of damage. But once he believed it, Gu Lingchen became somewhat addicted.

He began to enjoy the thrill of speed with each charge, and he began to enjoy the real tactile sensation of his sword cutting into the Japanese soldiers. Every time he released a skill or made a basic attack, he could take down a Japanese soldier. This feeling was addictive to him.

Was the player killing the Japanese chicken at this moment seeking revenge?

Having killed so many Japanese players, the revenge was already complete.

At this moment, they were merely using revenge as a pretext to commit slaughter. After killing so many players, Gu Lingcheng felt a growing pressure on his heart.

He slashed down a Japanese soldier with one stroke, and he vaguely heard someone shouting something like, "Lord of Hell, with a do-or-die spirit, this little Lingxu is mine."

He wanted to shout along too.

It was as if the anger in his heart intensified the moment he didn't shout it out, making him feel suffocated.

One charge sent a Japanese soldier back to his hometown. Gu Lingchen heard someone shouting, "With the staff in hand, I have the world at my command, the lord of hell, the ruler of all under heaven."

So he quickly joined the shouting crowd.

The pent-up anger in his heart was finally released in the shout, making him feel refreshed all over.

Unbeknownst to them, all the Japanese players had been eliminated, and the entire battlefield suddenly fell silent. Of the 1,382 players in the Lingchen Guild, 672 were killed in the early stages of the battle, and the remaining 710 players, with Jiang Hao's help, surrounded and killed 8,764 Japanese players.

This battle was exhilarating.

The surrounding players remained watching. They neither left nor approached. In this killing battlefield, aside from legions, only players from the same starting area could be trusted.

Jiang Hao recognized that look. He'd seen it far too many times on the battlefield. Jiang Hao was confident that as soon as he left, these onlookers would follow him from a distance, just like the people around him had done at the beginning.

"Sun Zhi, have your guild members tell them that anyone willing to join the legion and fight alongside them should come over immediately."