My Players Are So Fierce

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Detected an oncoming Youth Mini Lux Version of Star-world Tear!_3

796: 271.

Detected an oncoming Youth Mini Lux Version of Star-world Tear!_3

One would think that the taste of the goddess of fate wouldn’t be so heavy, right?

“Buzz”

A tangible spiritual energy storm blows up.

Within this underground corridor, every psychic could feel the energy being siphoned and gathering around Lady Cui Si.

This rampaging spiritual energy which had the capability to tear a body apart in an instant, was elegantly orchestrated by Lady Cui Si using her Nocturne Wand like a fine piece of art, condensing it on her wand, and using this wand to manipulate the core of the Nocturne enchantment and smoothly overloading it.

Thunderous roars rose in the outside world.

Such a terrifying sound was akin to a thousand tigers roaring in unison, the sound of the raging spiritual energy storm gathering under the night sky of the Crimson Castle.

On the deserted city surface, Maxim looked up at the flickering crimson enchantment above him, as if it were a badly connected bulb, dissipating as rapidly as soap bubbles under the sun.

The three cores that were originally stably outputting spiritual energy in the city were also enveloped in ominous blood-red lightning.

As if an invisible hand was holding them, squeezing these destructive powers and pushing them into places Maxim couldn’t see.

The faint purple light emanating from the Star Realm Creation above the night sky had also suddenly intensified at this moment, just like a magnificent purple chandelier, illuminating the entire Crimson Castle and the surrounding night.

It was like a spotlight on a stage illuminating everything beneath it in an instant.

Not only the hideous shadows of the wolf people cast on the ground, but also the resolute faces of the local warriors obscured by the shadows.

The violent attackers and the fearless defenders were all prepared at that moment to fight for possession of this city that was slowly recovering from the aftermath of disaster.

“Snap”

Maxim retracted his gaze, pulled down his vulture mask to cover his face, and lifted the black sword and heavy shield in his hands.

Behind him was a formation of five hundred soldiers of the Cadman People’s Army, their spears and swords like a forest.

In front of him, with the dissipation of the Nocturne enchantment, those hungry jackal prowlers outside the enchantment were howling and driving gnolls and soil wolves towards them like a wave of chaos.

They firmly believed that no one could withstand the rush formed by them.

On the other hand, the soldiers and vampires in the formation also believed the same.

No one could cross the position they defended until they were all killed.

“Star-world Tear countdown 3 minutes!”

Lady Cui Si rose in suspension under the huge spiritual energy.

On her left was the suspended hourglass recording time, and on her right, a computational matrix composed of 30 Calculating Pearls was projecting the relative coordinates of the material world and the Star Realm in real time.

In these full 3 minutes, this Spiritual Overlord had to withstand the pressure brought about by the violent energy storm constantly erupting from suppressing the overloaded core.

She had to release them all in the most suitable position when the most accurate relative mapping conditions were met.

She, like Murphy’s goddess of victory, could only deliver the deadliest assist at the most crucial moments for her own warriors.

“Swish”

Phemys swung the Night Cry Magic Wand, and the hopping crimson light formed temporary translocation portals to the outer areas of the jackal’s camp.

The crystal stones previously planted by Frostfang’s Claw and Doris were used at this moment.

The players could even see the confused jackals in the opposite camp they wanted to check out what these things were through these crimson lights.

A naive jackal barbarian actually reached out his hand to touch this mirror-like thing.

And for some reason, he even took a step forward.

He crossed the rift in the Star Realm and successfully entered this Blood Eagle Corridor.

What appeared in front of him were Murphy with his face mask pulled down and Phemys with her magic wand raised, as well as 140 “Demons from Another World” behind them, who were already heated up and could not hold back their murderous intent.

Being stared at by so many eyes at the same time, even the heartless and ignorant jackal barbarian was struck with fear at this moment.

It couldn’t imagine how to deal with the current situation in its walnut-sized brain, but luckily it didn’t need to add more pressure on its slow brain in the next second.

“Plop”

The Necessary Evil swung up.

In the midst of the splattering blood, the head of a stunned jackal flew out from the other side of the Crimson Gate, drawing a perfect parabola, and landed at the feet of its companions amidst dripping viscous fluid.

The round eyes seemed to be warning its companions…

Run!

But it was already too late!

At the moment when the huge Blood Wings opened in the central area of the jackal camp, 140 players rushed back into the jackal “instance” like a frantic torrent of bloody impurities, lashing out ferociously.

The bewildered jackals around them didn’t make it past ten seconds under the axes before they were all killed.

Instead of rushing forward to search for the boss of the instance, Murphy folded his wings in place and looked up.

The night in the Andma Hills was extraordinarily quiet, but a pressure akin to that of an approaching storm was released through the “purple” starlight above.

At this moment, just 500 meters outside King Kenbort’s tent, the “upstart” Lord Nash, who was on patrol, suddenly felt his battle-axe humming in an odd way.

He suspiciously placed the weapon given to him by his good friend Hog next to his ear.

He heard a strange knocking sound as if there was a bug on the handle of his weapon.

But how is this possible?

“Why is your axe glowing?”

The Wolf Barbarian next to him exclaimed.

Nash looked down and sure enough, red and purple lights were flickering from the hilt of his axe.

It looked kind of nice.

But what on earth…

“Boom”

A giant explosion.

All of Nash’s doubts at this moment and the rest of his life’s questions were swallowed up.

But his explosive death was like a proclamation, like the warning before the onset of a disaster.

Um, the spiritual energy winds tonight in the Andma Hills sure seemed rather noisy…