My Players Are So Fierce

2003: Chapter 668: Hold Out for Three Days!

I’ll Return to the Battlefield Like Lightning!

2003 -668: Hold Out for Three Days!

I’ll Return to the Battlefield Like Lightning!

This is not what a leader should do!

I know you and your soldiers are terrified, but I’m sorry, you cannot leave!

Our shared Governor is still fighting ahead, all Transia People have no right to retreat at this time!

Take this.”

He stuffed a bottle of diluted source blood into the hand of Lady Lisa, whose teeth had been knocked out, and said to her:

“Either drink it in a crisis or I have someone stab it into your heart when you’re running away…

I urge you to be decent, Lady Lisa, learn from your friend Adel.

From now on, start being a Transia person.”

The half-elf leader looked at the source blood bottle in her hand.

She knew this was Maxim’s “last ultimatum”, if she was not sensible, the People’s Army Vampires gathering around would be happy to “help.”

“I understand.”

Lisa was still quite tough.

She nodded, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and stood upright.

Maxim knew this person surely had resentment, but it’s okay!

As long as this position can be held, resentment or not.

After all, vampires are not born to be liked.

There’s no player at Position Three.

All players are currently by Murphy’s side guarding the last position, standing on the cratered ground of High Ground Two caused by meteor strikes.

In every trench, behind every cover, in every crater, fighting every Jackal they see.

The battle has reached this point, all strategy and tactics have lost meaning, now both sides fight on this fragmented ground with sheer will.

Great Shark and Lord Qin stood back-to-back by a meteor crater, scattered around them were dog tags and Calculating Pearls, at least forty players had died here, the battle was so intense they hadn’t even had time to gather their comrades’ “remains”, equipment that fell had been picked up by many Jackals.

But it doesn’t matter!

Loot drops are a classic “game design”, monsters taking the players’ equipment is an indescribable humiliation, it only deepens their hatred for the Jackals and Black Disaster.

“Vam, watch me!”

Though Great Shark was crazy, he couldn’t go crazy now.

Mainly because he was too tired.

Corpses of Jackals and Gnolls were nearly piled into a mountain around him, his Vam Decapitator seemed as if soaked in bloodwater, but the sharper the Vam Divine Artifact became, the more terrifying it felt like Vam had been fully awakened by Great Shark.

Each swing of the battle-axe brought Blood Blade’s multiple attacks, Great Shark even saw a tall Barbarian phantom by his side roaring, at one point he thought he might be hallucinating.

“Old Qin, take the brothers’ equipment!

I can keep chopping!”

Great Shark killed another Jackal that dared to approach, leaning on his axe breathlessly, surrounded by Jackals forming a circle that kept roaring.

But no one dared to come up.

Facing Great Shark’s demand, Old Qin responded by spitting a mouthful of blood near his feet, gripping the Chainsaw Sword, restarted it, and in its buzzing sound that Wolf People assassin appearing behind got slashed to death by a single sword, blood splattering.

“You want me to be a deserter?

You’re a damn bold young fellow!”

Lord Qin cursed:

“This is my position!

I’m not in the habit of handing it over.”

“Damn, this is the first time my hand hurts from killing monsters…”

Great Shark cursed, staggering while he took out the decisive liquor strapped to his waist, bit open the cork, glared fiercely at the surrounding Jackals swarming in, reached out to clink glasses with Old Qin who did the same action, both drank the bitter black whisky.

“See you in the Hall of Valor!”

“Three days later, I’ll be back!”

Both bid farewell, then picked up their weapons and charged in two directions.

Like rocks hurled into black tides, stirring brief ripples before calming.

Murphy sensed this scene, he knew he lost two small players again, like a spark that made the burning inner fire even more intense.

As the protector and manager of the outsiders, he could track the number of players on this battleground in real-time, now only one-hundred-and-fifty remained, all Black Iron Rank players had entered the road to failure.

However, Murphy staying here for a death battle was not for some foolish bravery, he had to seize enough time.

“Boom”

Crimson Ability gathered into a sphere, piercing through the Jackals ahead explosively, then drained power from those creatures’ blood, Murphy’s Chainsaw Sword malfunctioned from the intense fighting, heat fusion knife wasted two blades but he didn’t stop.

“Triss, how much longer?”

The Vampire Governor asked in quantum communication, voice unable to hide his fatigue.

The Crimson Witch’s response came quickly:

“Already positioning Spiritual Energy nodes, Blackflame Mountain Pass has a natural node, on the fifth defense line, I’ll transfer two Nocturne cores over, just enough to cover half of the second line.”

“Send three over.”

Murphy said:

“Leave one at Fortress of Courage, things will go bad there soon, besides, we must prepare for the worst.”

“Mm, I get your point.

Core transfer countdown five minutes…”

Time in war moves agonizingly slow, as Lady Shui and Brother Huozi also fell on the positions.

Even Little Wei Ming drank decisive liquor, finally a scarlet light directed by Triss shimmered on the rear side of the position, its gentle sound activating the Nocturne Enchantment, the massive egg-shaped barrier quickly enveloping downward, just right to settle on the blood-red earth behind Murphy.

With the necessary evil in hand, Murphy bent down amid smoke, under the angry yet fearful eyes of the Jackals, picked up Little Wei Ming’s fallen dog tag, Treasure Bead, and Psychic package.

He turned once and glanced at the floating crystal behind him, shook his head, and said:

“Look, the crystal brims with hatred, it’s roaring for revenge…

celebrate your temporarily spared lives, Jackals, for in three days…

it’s your death day!”