My Players Are So Fierce

Leaning on the chainsaw sword, Meow Meow Shark exclaimed:

“This wave is simply an epic upgrade for us God Slayers!”

“Upgrade my ass.”

The Electronic Snail beside him grumbled with a worried look:

“Don’t you ever think?

The reward for the first link of the quest chain is a Divine Artifact from the background story and a silver servant, so how difficult must the final stage of this quest be?

Honestly, I’m a bit scared now.

If we can’t complete the legendary quest of the Wise Wolf, will it directly lead to a world-ending event?

It’s okay if everyone dies, but if our hard-earned foundation just explodes like this, I think I’ll be completely depressed.

Damn!

Just thinking about it gives me so much pressure!”

“Why are you thinking so much?”

Khaki Tontita, who was walking by, waved the Castia’s Power·Ranger General’s Halberd he had just acquired with pride.

Leaning on this dominator-level crafted weapon, he said nonchalantly:

“No matter how difficult the quest might be, that’s for the future.

Today is a big harvest, can’t you guys at least be a bit excited?”

“You brainless jocks are really enough!

I’m telling you, I think…”

[Ding!

Transylvania main quest Chapter 2·Wave of Darkness stage one ‘Split Claw’s Rage’ has been triggered!

Event details:

Due to the overly brave performance of the Transia People, the Claw Chief Mother has changed her strategy, and the Pī zhǎo Clan has launched an all-out attack on the Blackflame Mountain Pass!

More than fifty thousand Jackal-men and their mad Gnoll Servants, along with various Dark Mountain Bandits, are advancing towards the Blackflame Mountain Pass.

Expected to reach the battlefield in one hour.

All players who received this alert, please rush to the Blackflame Mountain Pass to participate in the defense battle as quickly as possible!

Event starts countdown: 59M.]

“Damn it!”

The sudden announcement immediately sobered the high-tier players who were still excited and expectant, and Mummy Girl realized the gravity of the situation from her Treasure Bead as well.

She waved her hand and shouted:

“You guys hurry to battle, leave this to me and remember to come to Westerburg in half a month to claim your undead servants.”

“Go!”

Stick Brother unfurled his wings and was the first to soar into the sky.

The vampire players followed closely behind, and all flying mounts were summoned.

In just a few tens of seconds, the once lively entrance to the tomb became deserted.

Nifytelli stood alone, looking up at the backs of those Transia People flying toward Wolf Castle, preparing to teleport into the battlefield.

She didn’t see fear or cowardice on anyone’s face just now.

She found it hard to understand the Transia People, especially the way these foreigners thought, but she was sure they entered the war with anticipation.

It was an anticipation of victory, a pure collection of belligerence and courage.

“Alas…”

For a moment, Nifytelli became sentimental and poetic.

Her otherwise unusual mind seemed to return to normal for that instant.

She traced a symbol of the Dead Moon’s ritual before her and softly said:

“Then, may the Dead Moon bless you with victorious returns, masters of foreign wars.”

—-

Major Ron never knew he had the talent of being a jinx.

Today was his second day bringing the Pioneer Camp along with 5500 soldiers from Shadow Valley to settle in the mountain pass position, and before the Golden Flower people could adapt to their assigned sections five and six, the damn Split-claw Jackal-man launched a general assault on the Blackflame Mountain Pass.

Their position was in the middle of the pass, with the first four line of defenses manned by elite Retinue Army and Blood Covenant knights.

But this didn’t mean Major Ron and his soldiers could rest, because they were on the artillery position!

As the frontline clashed, their responsibility was to continuously provide firepower support to the frontline soldiers to suppress the fierce attacks of the Jackal army.

But this task wasn’t easy.

Because the Jackal-men’s side also had their “ranged firepower” coming online while launching their full attack!

“Warning!

Meteorites incoming!”

The Scout flying in the sky was hoarse from shouting, yet didn’t dare pause.

Just ten minutes ago, all soldiers on position five witnessed with their own eyes the tragedy of position four getting pounded by a round of focused meteorites from several kilometers ahead.

The Pī zhǎo Clan were indeed the adept Psychic Spellers of the Jackal-men, and when the King of Bone Biting attacked the Continent, the Pī zhǎo Clan had not yet formed, but their ancestors then used the Meteorite Skill to breach the Blackflame Mountain Pass.

Indeed, while the Meteorite Skill is the simplest of war spells among advanced Psychic Spells, many Psychic Masters disdain its crude simplicity.

However, when the number of Spellcasters reaches a certain threshold, even the simple Meteorite Skill becomes more destructively awe-inspiring.

Dispatched to the mid-front, the Earth Priests were spread across various positions, their mission being to use the earth’s Spiritual Energy to counteract the impact of falling meteorites.

This was the unique skill of the Earth Priests; they could sever the Caster’s control over the meteorite’s landing point using the Mother Earth’s favor upon the generation of the Meteorite Skill, and at the extreme, could even disassemble the meteorite in mid-air.

But the problem is, the number of Earth Priests is limited.

Even though the Silver Dwarfs just dispatched a group of Earth Priests to the Blackflame Mountain Pass a week ago, their number did not exceed two hundred, whereas the Pī zhǎo Clan’s casting power was more than ten times that number.