My Players Are So Fierce

1975: Chapter 659: Wolf People: Your Self-Destruction Is Inhumane!

(Part 2)

1975: Chapter 659: Wolf People: Your Self-Destruction Is Inhumane!

(Part 2)

Sure, here is the translation of the given Chinese novel excerpt:

“The ‘Suicide Bomb Truck’ is coming, everyone take cover!

No one’s going to compensate for your losses if you get blown up!”

In the wild battle at the breach, Khaki Tontita glanced back and saw 100 newbies with red eyes, howling as they charged with explosives on their backs.

He was startled by their wild momentum and quickly shouted to the veteran players to make way for these reckless newbies.

Each holding weapons, they stepped over the corpses of Wolf People, rushing into the chaotic first line of defense, like a bunch of deranged lunatics, swinging their blades to strike anyone they saw.

A group of Wolf People who had just charged over were taken aback by the frenzy.

But soon they realized that the ones charging were new recruits!

The kind with no intimidation power, even if standing still for them to chop, they couldn’t kill a single Gnoll after several swings.

This boosted the morale of the Wolf People as they quickly surrounded this reckless band of recruits, preparing to devour them before contending with the tough veteran guards stationed at the defensive line.

“We’ve got 300 monsters now, boys, get ready!”

Feeling trapped due to charging too fast, a newbie named “Commander Says I’m Handsome” surveyed around and deftly activated the explosion device on his belt, tossing it away whilst wildly throwing incendiary bombs to ignite flames and temporarily push back the Wolf People.

He shouted:

“Stay calm!

Don’t panic!

First, empty your bullets!

Throw out your grenades and incendiary bombs, pick up your engineer shovel!

Prepare to drink potions!”

This series of commands made the excited newbies suddenly unleash combat power beyond their usual selves.

Although some idiots didn’t even activate their explosives and just threw them like bricks, it didn’t hinder the towering flames ignited by hundreds of incendiary bombs, burning persistently upon touching Wolf People’s skin.

Before self-destructing, this squad of newbies had bravely eliminated dozens of Gnolls who dared to charge forward relying purely on their courage.

“Commander Says I’m Handsome” surveying the situation felt the newbies could continue holding this position, but considering the nature of tonight’s operation being a “raid,” timing was crucial, he reluctantly gave up the idea of further death matches, downed a small bottle of strange-tasting decisive wine.

With the strength from burning life force, this guy shouted once, wielding an engineer shovel and charged ahead.

He crossed the burning ground, letting the flames envelop his novice armor, like a sinister assault soldier emerging from Hell, fiercely cleaving his burning engineer shovel into the neck of the Wolf Person before him amidst the roaring.

Blood splattered as his body was struck by many weapons, the health bar instantly hit rock bottom.

But no matter, the Blood Fang buff was activated, the last-strike spell had initiated.

“Closer!

Come closer…

Burn!”

“Boom”

The first purple-black corruption storm erupted amidst the burning flames, enveloping three Wolf People readying to decapitate within, forcing them back with pain from corrosion, yet the next moment, more Transylvania newbies stormed through the fiery blaze with courage identical to predecessors, shouting various strange slogans as they rushed towards them.

They seemed impervious to pain, they seemed immortal.

Wolf People couldn’t comprehend!

Why did these recruits, at death’s edge, look at them with such peculiar, fervent eyes filled with indescribable yearning, sending chills down one’s spine.

They didn’t know those were the gazes one gives to moving treasure troves and jackpot lottery tickets.

“Boom, boom, boom”

One after another, purple-black corrosion storms exploded around the entrapped Wolf People.

At first, it couldn’t kill them, merely hurt them, but increasing to ten, twenty times, even the silver-tier Wolf People got injured, not to mention the ordinary Barbarian Soldiers and Hunters.

“Damn!

Leave some for us!

You selfish bastards!”

The last few newbies who dashed out from the fire looked at the battlefield full of corpses, feeling utterly heartbroken.

These bastards blew up all the monsters, leaving only remains all around, what are they supposed to do now?

Hey, they’ve already drunk the decisive wine, dying is inevitable, but come on, leave some scraps at least!

“There are a few more over there!

They’re running, quick!

Rush over, don’t let them escape!”

Someone shouted, and the remaining seven or eight newbies simultaneously turned back, seeing a Black Bipedal Dragon carrying an obviously important-looking Wolf Person and guards jumping down.

Regardless, they howled and charged towards that direction.

This wild posture startled the Field Marshal who had just leapt off the Bipedal Dragon, but the Elite Hunters behind reacted swiftly, shooting arrows through the legs of these wildly charging Transylvania maniacs, bringing them down, while the guards approached with weapons to finish them off quickly.

Yet, gripping a war hammer, the Military Governor soon noticed the unusually active life force among these guys like ignited flames, reminding him of previous reports from veteran guards who escaped from Blood Flag Heights.

“Don’t go over!”

The Military Governor shouted.

But it was too late, the three Elite Guards had lifted their weapons when the seven or eight newbies resolutely detonated the spell.

Eight overlapping blasts of the corrosion storm instantly engulfed the three elite guards, killing two outright, and the surviving one suffered horrendous damage from the relentless corrosive energy, with half his body appearing like it was melted by toxins.