Chapter 255: A Failed Victory
Chapter 255: A Failed Victory
Although Yuanxu had great strength, he was still injured from the previous battle with the 23 martyrs. He could only passively defend himself as he continued to be oppressed by the Evil King at close range. Thus, he was unable to support the Yuanxu Army below.
Concurrently, the players were united and pressing forward with an indomitable will.
Tonight, we fight side by side as brothers.
Tonight, we stare death straight in the eye.
Tonight, we cower not from the bloodbath of battles.
Tonight’s battle, we fight! Not for victory but to vent out the wrath in our hearts.
Surrounded by enemies, the beating of the battle drums and the roaring cries of the enemies rattled the players’ eardrums.
They turned around and drew their weapons out again. Then, they all roared uniformly and stepped forward at the same time.
Boom!
The ground was quaking.
"Kill!"
Accompanied by the outcry, the players fearlessly charged forward.
The enemies’ blood was the best offering for the fallen warriors.
In that instant, they had already forgotten that they were merely just random gamers and were thoroughly immersed in this battle.
The smell of blood lingered at the tip of their noses. The so-called cruelty of the battlefield belonged to the enemy, whereas the players only had a burning fighting spirit.
In the face of his subordinates who were perishing in droves, Yuanxu attempted to go down to support them several times. However, the Evil King constantly stopped his endeavors. Hence, he could only resist continuously and could not support them at all.
Tilting his head and glancing at the players below who were eager to fight, the Evil King suddenly smirked, "Dying in a battle is glorious? What a scary race!"
"Evil King, you will regret becoming my enemy!" Yuanxu roared.
The Evil King did not utter a word. His figure flitted closer, and he suddenly slammed his palm downward with a loud bang. Countless dragons emerged around his arms, roaring in defiance, before lashing out at Yuanxu and biting him.
Facing the relentless Evil King, Yuanxu was on the verge of an outburst.
In fact, he did not want to continue fighting the Evil King because he knew the Evil King was immortal. Even if he won, it would be useless. The most pressing matter was to help the army to minimize their losses.
He couldn’t afford to lose this army, as they were the key to ensuring that he had a say in outside matters once he took control over the Land of Cangxu.
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"They’re lunatics! Lunatics!" a Ghost King could not help but scream after being beaten back again.
He had never faced this kind of opponent before and terror was seeping into his bones.
It was an obvious advantage. However, to that Ghost King, he had the misconception that the players were the attackers, whereas they were passively defending.
At this time, more than half of the legion of players had sustained casualties. However, they never stopped their pace and proceeded with determination. Their wielding blades were still sharp, reaping the lives of their enemies.
The players were not afraid of death, but their enemies were.
Those fallen figures were their well-trained soldiers and their most important force in the army. Their hearts couldn’t help but tremble when they witnessed their clansman perishing one after another.
If they could, they really wanted to retreat.