Chapter 108 There is a traitor, stop meowing
"If one day I get a bad reputation here, all of you in the group will be held responsible! Do you understand?"
Wang Ergou deliberately spoke angrily with a thick northeastern accent, and then shouted in a compromising manner: "Those with fast hands and confidence should go and peel off the boss's armor! Everyone else should continue to focus on the boss! Those who can't reach it, don't slack off! Help clear the surrounding monsters! Be careful not to hit your teammates!"
The idea is nice, but it’s a bit difficult to implement.
First of all, the BOSS, which has become much smaller due to being attacked by players, can no longer be attacked by players at the same time - this is not a computer-controlled game where players can pass through each other's bodies. In "Ten Continents", people are crowded! This results in a small space where players can only line up and send heads one by one - if you get close to someone, you will be killed. In the front position, basically no one can survive for more than ten seconds, isn't it just sending heads!
Secondly, in a crowded team, players' skills can easily hurt teammates by mistake. This game does not have any teammate immunity mechanism, and many players have died and returned to the resurrection point because of teammates' accidental injuries. This is also thanks to the fact that the damage between players in the same team is not considered malicious damage, otherwise the entire team would be forced to be red!
However, this is exactly the tactic that Wang Ergou planned.
The players are not afraid of death, and it only takes one or two minutes to revive. As long as they slow down the pace of the BOSS and make him busy dealing with the players' various attacks from tricky angles, they can eventually kill him by slowly grinding him down.
After all, compared to the powerful cultivators of the Nascent Soul and Spiritualization stages, the Ghost General's pressure is terrifying, but it is really dull. It can't think, nor can it defend, it only knows how to mechanically attack all living things that approach it. Robots still know how to calculate the movement path of objects, but the Ghost General is just like a mechanical arm wielding two axes. Even if a player climbs onto his shoulders from behind, he will only scream and swing the two axes in his hands a little wider.
However, players who are only in the Qi Refining Stage can hardly cause any harm to the Ghost General, because his armor is so thick and hard that it can block all attacks from spells and weapons. Even thunder-attributed spiritual energy cannot cause any damage to him.
Unlike the players who were frantically scratching and tickling the ghost general, every time the axe fell, a player would be killed. The ghost general——
"... holding two Xuanhua axes, he rushed into the crowd and chopped left and right, chopped off arms if they blocked, chopped off thighs if they tripped, and killed them all until the sky was dark and the blood flowed - like a river!"
Because a player couldn't squeeze into the face of the BOSS, he started to "explain" in a very naughty way.
"Wow, you know it so well by heart. You must be watching "Wulin Wai Zhuan" while taking a shit, right?"
Just when a group of players who couldn't squeeze in were doing nothing, a cheer suddenly came from the front -
"The head fell off! The head fell off!"
"Quickly focus fire on the boss's head!"
It turned out that a player successfully took off the BOSS's helmet.
"The mask is also broken!"
Amidst the chaos of conversation, not long after, a figure over two meters tall collapsed with a loud bang.
This seemingly easy victory was entirely achieved at the cost of human lives, but the lives of the players were simply worthless.
The death of the Ghost General was just the beginning. There were still many evil spirits and corpses running around on the battlefield like headless flies.
"Clean up the monsters! Clean up the monsters!" Wang Ergou's voice was almost hoarse as he commanded the players to clear the monsters. "Come and replenish the dead ones!"
"Eat my EX-type hybrid bomb!"
"The sword comes! The sword goes! The sword comes again! The sword goes again!"
"Wood big wood big wood big wood big——"
"Star Chaser! Ah~ Look at the sword! Are you dazzled? That's right! Hey! Ha! Can we make it a little more difficult? The Hornwood is like a dragon! The Kangjin is like a dragon! The Tailfire is like a tiger! The Jishui looks like a leopard - oh shit! I'm out of mana! Who of you has mana potion? I need to go back to the Lingdan for emergency help!"
"Stop howling, it's all eaten!"
"Daoyou, I still have one bottle here."
"Thanks, brother! I'll add you as my friend and return it to you later!"
"No, no, it's just a bottle of low-grade yellow-level elixir..."
"Hey, I don't like to owe favors to others, hey? Why can't I add friends? You-what the hell!? Why are you an NPC!?" "?"
"There's a traitor! Stop meowing... No, stop attacking! I have an NPC here! Take care of it!"
Amid the horrified voice of a talkative player, everyone looked towards the only monk in the team who had no ID above his head.
“I, I…”
The monk was fighting passionately with the players just a second ago, but now he was so anxious that his face turned red and he was speechless.
Just when this Guangcheng Sect disciple thought he was going to be scolded, he heard their curious voices:
"Wow, will the NPCs in this game join us in the battle?"
"The two elders next door fainted in the toilet crying. They have been beating for quite a while!"
"I mean, this NPC is actually with us!"
"He even gave me a bottle of Huiling Pill! Can I keep it?"
"Why are you acting like a pervert? Wake up! You two are both males, you can't give birth to a baby boy!"
The Jade Emperor slapped the Guangcheng Sect disciple on the shoulder and asked, "It's okay, brother. We Taiyin Sect disciples are a little strange, but we are all good people!"
Some players couldn't help but complain quietly: "This makes it seem even more perverted!"
The Jade Emperor was still communicating enthusiastically with the NPC: "By the way, brother, what's your name?"
"Du, Du Cihuai..."
"Brother Du, right? Since you are with us, just stay back and don't worry! We will definitely protect you!"
Unexpectedly, this time, Du Cihuai's face completely flushed, and he said: "I, I'm not doing this for safety, I want to join the battle with you!"
"Hey, stop it. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. We can be resurrected and are not afraid of death. You don't have to join in the fun!"
"I'm not afraid of death either!"
"Huh? You can be resurrected too?"
"No, I can't... But, guarding Guangcheng Sect is the responsibility of us disciples of Guangcheng Sect!" Du Cihuai's originally stuttering words became smoother as he spoke: "How can we let fellow Taoists take the risk for us?"
"You can't say that. Brother Du, you see, everything has to be cost-effective. It doesn't hurt us to die once, but if you die, you will lose a lot!"
The Jade Emperor said as he took out a thick stack of talismans from his backpack and stuffed them into Du Cihuai's hands, adding: "You know how to use talismans, right? Take this and throw it out. As long as they don't leave our encirclement, we can still kill a lot of them!"
"But……"
Du Cihuai's protest was soon drowned out by the chattering of the other players. He looked at the handful of crookedly drawn talismans in his hand, sighed, and threw them outside with a resigned look on his face.
After the Immortal-Destroying Banner was blown down, no new monsters popped out. Although there seemed to be a lot of evil spirits and corpses on the battlefield, there were actually only a few thousand of them. It didn't take long before they were all cleared out.
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