Chapter 134 Adventurers Join Forces, Your Shield is Really Useful



"You bastard, this is mine!"

Enraged, Number 009 ripped off his mask, revealing a blond, spiky hairstyle.

Someone recognized him: Ghana the Hedgehog from Nanyan City, a Star-Rank Adventurer!

Ghana, a water-based fighter, was determined to obtain the Azure Sword. Just when he was about to succeed, the Doomsday Cult interfered. How could he not be furious?

Water-based battle aura transformed into a pale blue light that enveloped his entire body. Ghana's eyes flashed with chilling killing intent as he charged towards the cult member.

At that moment, a black-robed man with a blue demon horn mask chuckled and blocked Ghana's path with a greatsword in hand.

The two sides' fighting spirits collided and separated with a bang.

They each took a few steps back, and it turned out they were evenly matched.

Clearly, this cult member is also a Star Rank!

"Hey monkey, don't try to steal it! I already reserved that weapon!"

The man turned around sharply and looked at the cult member who had snatched the Azure Sword.

"First come, first served!" The ape brandished its twin swords triumphantly, its eyes behind its mask gleaming with a bloodthirsty light. "Whose soul should we use to sacrifice to the Demon God...?"

"A rat from the Doomsday Cult dares to show its face in White Dove City?!"

A VIP wearing a leopard mask had his black robe and mask ripped open, revealing long brown hair and an explosive physique.

A powerful aura burst forth from the woman. Holding a bladed claw, she vanished in a flash and punched the star-ranked sect member on the head!

In Linda's vision, all she could see was a blood-red number -9999.

The life barrier above the latter's head was pierced, and before he could dodge, the leopard woman's claws smashed directly into his skull, shattering it.

A fatal blow, death on the spot!

Everyone immediately perked up.

"It's the Mad Panther Kit!"

"With so many Star-Rank adventurers here, are the Doomsday Cult members out of their minds to dare attack an auction?"

"Gentlemen, the situation is urgent, let's coordinate our actions!"

The adventurers quickly united.

Several people died as a result of a surprise attack by the Doomsday Cult.

The cult members' target was the auction's treasures, which ironically put Linda, who was in the last row, in a relatively safe position.

"Group therapy technique".

As soon as he finished speaking, he placed a large green magic circle above everyone's heads.

A warm, healing light shone down, dispelling the chill in the venue.

"A Grand Healer? Thanks!"

The elven swordsman, number 231, happily touched the wound on his arm; the bleeding had stopped.

Linda's healing output far exceeded that of ordinary healers, and those who received her treatment all assumed that she was a level 20, advanced Grand Healer.

Linda didn't explain, but nodded: "The injured person should call for help immediately, and I will provide healing as soon as possible!"

The group formed a battle formation, with all the back-row classes retreating to the rear, while classes like swordsmen and heavy armor warriors took the lead.

At this moment, the most intense battle was taking place in the first row, where battle aura and magic were bombarding the enemy relentlessly, leaving adventurers below level 30 with virtually no chance to intervene.

Kit was caught in a tough battle, as there were quite a few Star Rank members among the Doomsday Cult members.

The leader was a woman wearing a cat mask, whom other members of the sect called 'Master of a Hundred Faces'.

This Hundred-Faced Demon possesses profound magical power, seemingly even higher than Kit. His weapon is a black dagger imbued with malevolent corrosive energy, suggesting that even the slightest touch would be fatal.

When Kit fought, she was restrained and unable to unleash her full power.

"Is this the leader?"

Linda looked puzzled, even more confused as to why the other person was urging her to hurry up.

The Doomsday Cult's mission is to kill all adventurers, paving the way for the Demon King's arrival. He himself was clearly an adventurer, so why was Hundred Faces showing him leniency?

Recalling the familiar aura emanating from the other person, Lin Da felt as if she had seen it before, yet it was also mixed with a lot of unfamiliarity, and she couldn't quite put her finger on where she had seen it before.

Their thoughts were abruptly interrupted as thirty or forty members of the Doomsday Cult attacked them.

The horns on these people's demon masks are all green.

According to the game's setting, the Doomsday Cult is divided into the following levels:

Green demon horns correspond to level 20, while blue corresponds to level 30 of the star rank.

Among the attacking sect members was a monkey wielding two swords.

A cold glint flashed in Linda's eyes as she raised her hand and threw out a Venom Orb!

Someone else acted even faster than him and also set their sights on the apes.

It's number 311 wearing the clown mask.

"Evil man, die!"

Number 311 wielded an ordinary blue-quality longsword, with rings of fiery battle aura swirling around it, and slashed fiercely at the ape.

The ape let out a strange laugh, blocking Number 311's attack, and then swung its other knife towards Number 311's head.

At that moment, the Venom Orb flew over. Sensing the threat contained within, the ape had no choice but to withdraw its attack, its longsword merely grazing the mask on the ape's face.

Click!

Mask number 311 fell off, and the hood on its head also fell to one side.

Her vibrant red hair flowed freely, dancing in the strong wind.

Linda felt the hair color looked familiar; it was quite rare in White Dove City.

However, the person he knew had waist-length hair, while this one wore a small ponytail.

Number 311 gathered his strength and stared intently at the ape wielding two swords.

I thought to myself, not a single evildoer from a cult can be let go!

But it would be difficult for her to defeat that ape that was at least level 28 on her own. She hesitated for a moment, and while catching her breath, she turned back to look at number 412.

She knew who was behind that mask. She yelled, "Help me! I'm going to kill that bastard!"

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