My Players Are So Fierce

1808: 603.

Warning!

Warning!

Avalon X Vam strike detected en route!

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1808: 603.

Warning!

Warning!

Avalon X Vam strike detected en route!

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The big shark didn’t want it.

But he couldn’t refuse a divine gift.

So under the Nth shocked gaze of other players today, the big shark actually completed the “Second Stage Transformation” all at once.

He seemed to be covered in an exaggerated armor of fury, looking extremely fierce and also extremely strange.

“Holy crap!

What did you do, big shark?”

Ayu exclaimed, to which the big shark replied with a bewildered look:

“I don’t know!

This ghost thing inexplicably gave me power, howl…

It told me that the Fury appreciated my strong-willed mindset and thus bestowed power upon me.

I’ve transitioned to a ‘Wam Berserker’ and triggered a quest that requires me to kill 99 enemies within seven days and offer them to Wam.

Damn!

Although I have no idea what this bastard god is up to, this quest really suits my taste, haha, 99 you say?

Today, I’m going to kill 100, consider one a gift from me.

Starting now.

Those damn Wolf People!

You’ll witness the power of the Fury, but what you’ll taste is the rage of me, the big shark!”

With this roar, the big shark wielding a giant axe transformed into a crimson meteor, howling as he smashed into the Wolf People’s position below.

The power of this Wam decapitator in the hands of the big shark was on a completely different level than in Brother Meow’s hands, each swing of the axe triggered an Energy Wave Blade, looking extremely cool.

Seeing the big shark so fierce, the remaining players couldn’t lag behind and followed suit, howling.

In the eyes of a group of battlefield spectators, they miraculously launched a small counterattack, leaving the soldiers at the Blackflame Mountain Pass dumbfounded, and the well-informed Lord Hether had his eyes wide open in disbelief.

She knew about the Avalon Church’s rebellion in the Goldenrod Kingdom.

The ten-year war almost completely destroyed the faith and system of the God of Nature among humans.

She thought she wouldn’t see the figures of Nature Walkers again in this Black Disaster, but Natalie, holding the Watcher, made a grand entrance, giving the dwarf lord a big surprise.

The human Chosen One of Avalon!

And it was completed right under her nose, hey!

According to your Avalon Church’s rules, isn’t such a thing supposed to be performed in the Holy Pool?

Why this time on the battlefield?

Also, you’re a White Knight!

You’re not a Red Knight born for war, how can you play so unconventionally?

And that bald vampire following the Avalon White Knight in a killing spree!

Enough already!

Wielding the Fury’s marked weapon as an Eternal Sinful Descendant vampire is already outrageous enough, but you went ahead and completed the ‘Angry Armament’ under everyone’s gaze on the battlefield, what are you planning?

You think the battlefield is too dull, so you’re planning to transform into a Wam Chosen One as ‘the shit in the eyes of the divine spirit’ to liven things up on the spot?

Such things can’t be reasoned with normally, but because it’s unconventionally, it seems extremely powerful!

It’s not like Lord Hether has seen such a situation before, even Murphy and Triss were somewhat dumbfounded at this moment.

Natalie’s outbreak was expected by them, today was meant to be the grand return of Avalon’s human religious faction, looking at Brother Meow’s tactical arrangement, it was clear he got the backing of the Avalon Church, perhaps even the God of Nature was peeking in at this moment.

It was supposed to be a grand entrance but the foolish Wolf People used Meteorite Skill to slap the face hard, hey!

You think you’re spanking a little player?

You’re slapping the face of the God of Nature!

In this situation, if Avalon doesn’t spawn a Chosen One on the spot to show the Wolf People what divine might looks like, even vampires would start looking down on Him.

But the Fury Wam going crazy along with it is beyond understanding…

This Fury who kept to himself in Ice Bay with the Barbarians for the past few hundred years, what’s happening?

After several failed attempts to spread the faith always getting interrupted by winter wolf priests, now that Lord Wam couldn’t hold it anymore, he doesn’t care whether it’s human or shit in front of him, he sees a pleasing freak and wants to pass his skills on the spot?

This God of Frenzy among Barbarians lacks propriety, doesn’t he?

“I can understand a Chosen One appearing among the players, but why the big shark?”

Triss said with wide eyes:

“Could it be there’s some super strong trait in him that I’ve missed?

Or is his usual craziness actually a disguise as ‘great wisdom knows no madness’?”

“I guess you’re trying to say ‘great wisdom seems crazy’, right?”

Murphy blinked, stroking his chin while looking at the distant battlefield gradually turning the tide, performing the ‘impossible victory’, he said thoughtfully:

“Aside from being a bit crazy, a bit mad, and not too bright, undeniably, the big shark’s various troublesome belligerent behaviors are indeed the closest to Wam’s doctrine among all players, the so-called fighting every enemy, hot-blooded courage, preferring fists over thinking, always shouting all sorts of chuunibyou slogans…

Tsk tsk, isn’t that practically a vampire version of a West Sacha Barbarian rounded up?

Ever since Brother Meow got the Wam decapitator until now, if that Creepy Fury was really planning to choose a believer among the foreigners as Avalon did, then the big shark was indeed the most fitting.

He just didn’t have a chance to touch the battle axe in Brother Meow’s hand before.

This time he fell into it.

Good guy, this is a story of Fury and freaks, a bizarre path that sweeps away countless earthly things at first meeting, right?”

“But he’s a vampire!”

Triss screamed:

“In your words, he’s the shit in the eyes of the divine spirit!

How can the Fury have such heavy taste?

At least Avalon maintains a bit of decorum not overly focusing on vampire players, but Wam doesn’t play by the rules!”

“Sigh, the times are changing, Wam probably also noticed the peculiarity of the players’ group.

Mind you, the undead characteristic of players actually aligns almost perfectly with Wam’s domain.

He definitely saw Avalon’s actions and decided to sneakily mimic them.”

Murphy sighed and said:

“The legendary Fury isn’t the image of a sage, otherwise he wouldn’t constantly fight with North Wind Wolf Su for the divine office, he can’t win but still fights, even when North Wind Wolf is pounding on him, he remains defiant and engages head-on, isn’t this the Flat Head Bro among the divine spirits?

He did want to develop believers among human players, but our human players either became big spenders under Avalon’s wing, or inherently carried Holy Light faith, or were spiritual energy atheists.

If I were Lord Wam, I’d be frustrated too…

After choosing and narrowing it down, only the big shark fits the Fury’s requirements, but he’s unfortunately a vampire.

So the problem facing Wam is actually quite simple when you sum it up.

You either give up on developing believers among foreigners because of this shit, or you pinch your nose and accept this shit to replicate Avalon’s ‘success.’”

Hmm, I guess that Fury must’ve spent much effort on psychological construction and then decided to take a leap of faith upon encountering this chance.

Sigh…

Being a divine spirit in this world and yet having to pinch your nose to eat shit…

it’s truly not easy.”