My Players Are So Fierce

However, as the guild leader, he was ready.

Wanting the guild to grow stronger, he couldn’t be stingy with this set of equipment!

“Damn it, who says the risk is too big?

Saying we’ll be wiped out?

Isn’t this just slapping me in the face?

Why can other guilds do it but you think we can’t?

Damn!”

Chen Long muttered as he climbed up the shaft to the surface:

“Today I’ll show you what it means to turn the impossible into the possible.”

He quietly lifted the cover above his head and peeked out like a groundhog, looking left and right.

Good, the area at the rear of the Wolf camp was empty, no patrols.

Wearing plate armor, he signaled to the rear, swiftly crawling towards the fence, and his brothers emerged one by one from the shaft.

They chose the perfect timing, right after the Wolf People had finished lunch.

Just like humans, well-fed Wolf People tend to get sleepy.

Chen Long crawled over the outer fence and saw a Wolf People guard leaning against the fence with his war halberd, dozing off.

Next to him were four or five other guards, equally listless, although the Throne Wolf beside them was alert, sniffing the air.

Now’s the time!

“Bang”

A heavy throwing axe was hurled by him, hitting the face of the dozing Wolf People, triggering the warrior class’s deadly attack ability.

The guy fell down without a sound.

“Brothers!

Over there to the left!

Charge with me!”

Chen Long shouted, as the guild leader and charged ferociously into the Wolf People guards ahead with his battle axe, slashing down a Throne Wolf.

The other Wolf People’s weapons clanged against his armor; thankfully, the dwarf plate armor was sturdy enough.

“Go, go, go!

Attack!”

Piggy brandished his magic wand, casting a Paralysis Spell ahead, while Xugou brandished an Iron Fist tube, pulling the trigger on his shoulder, explosions echoed at the entrance, and the excited newbies inherited the courage of their predecessors, recklessly rushing past the fence.

The Wolf People’s reaction was quick.

Two minutes into the battle, a team of Barbarian Soldiers rushed over, but could the daring newbies show any courtesy?

Are you kidding!

Just as the Barbarian Soldiers charged out, they saw four or five newbies being thrown at them “human cannonball” style, landing directly among them, and opening the explosives pack.

Those Wolf People experienced in the Blackflame Mountain Pass siege felt their balls almost crack seeing this scene.

Fuck!

Will it never end!

Why are these crazy Transia people back again?

Chen Long was now being besieged by several Jackal-Man Elites, with even more Wolf People surrounding him.

Despite the plate armor’s protection, his health bar was dropping so fast it was terrifying.

In that instant, the guild leader finally understood the command center’s warning about “the risk being too high.”

This bone is too hard to chew!

Really can’t get past it.

But there’s no turning back now.

See Piggy still streaming over there?

Even if he dies, he has to die standing!

“Burn!

Burn it for me!”

He shouted, as his helmet was knocked off by a war hammer, with one desperate roll, he grabbed the specially mixed victory liquor and chugged it down, even having time to savor the distinctive taste.

“Hmm…

Stinky durian with a hint of orange, I like it.”

He elaborated in this strange description.

The effect of the victory liquor, mixed with Lady Triss’s weak Dark Lord Divine Power, surged up instantly; it was no longer about burning life, Chen Long felt a terrifying power exploding within him, perhaps he’d explode and die in a few seconds.

This power is too strong!

The guild leader, with eyes reddened, targeted the largest Wolf People before him, rushing towards it, and was struck on the neck by the Wolf People Junior Warlord’s blade.

“Boom”

Dazzling black light surged up in the next moment.

No longer the feeble endgame spell, the explosion mixed with dark divine power engulfed everything within five meters, the Light-eating Divine Power devouring not just forms; the Light of Life was its desired taste.

“Holy crap!

That power?”

Piggy, streaming live, witnessed Chen Long’s self-detonation entirely, he instantly realized that with such powerful medicine aiding the battle, today’s mission was definitely promising!

“Brothers, drink the potion and break through the enemy!

The bombers in the back, hurry up!”

Ugly Bull shouted, leading a group of newbies to charge forward, while Kiddo Mouse, Yin Tiger, and Rabbit each led twenty men in a demolition crew, seizing the chaos to pile into the provisions storage.

These madmen, drugged up, charged in, amidst the incessant thumping explosions, a provisions storage was soon ignited by a cocktail, towering flames drew more Wolf People, with ear-piercing alarms constantly echoing throughout the camp.

But it wasn’t enough!

Today’s goal was to destroy at least three provisions storages, and from the way the amped-up newbies acted, there’s no way they’d choose to live sneakily in such an operation.

“Kill them all!”

Alarmed, Grand Marshal Huggesen rushed over on his Deadclaw, seeing the burning provisions storage, his face twisted with rage.

He roared for the Wolf People to act, himself wielding the Tooth of Filth as he charged onto the battlefield, swearing to crush these cursed Immortals one by one.

As Deadclaw carried its master into the fiery battlefield, a novice, feigning death on the ground, suddenly leaped up, clinging onto Huggesen’s cloak.

“Watch me deliver a big blow to you!”

He shouted, despite Huggesen’s heavy punch blowing off most of his head in the next second, but the victory liquor’s burning wouldn’t mind this.

“Boom”

The Devouring Light Power erupted, encasing Huggesen.

Though it didn’t cause harm, it blasted off his hunting helmet, which Piggy, quick as a flash, caught with a Psychic Hand and stuffed into his chest.

“Good lad!”

Piggy shouted:

“Truly got you a wicked piece of equipment!

Damn, that’s some guts!

Looking for the boss means finding the boss, with no hesitation, awesome, my newbie.”

On the other side, near the provisions storage, sneaky NPCs exploited the chaos to slip into the armory outside, they swiftly disposed of the guards and charged into the arsenal, efficiently rigging explosives while others were “looting.”

“Quick!

Grab more!”

The commander of this squad was a one-eyed veteran, whose armor style indicated survival from the Blackflame Mountain Pass.

He shouted:

“Warriors are buying us time with their lives, we cannot let their sacrifices be in vain, take as much as you can, what can’t be taken, blow it up!

For the Blackflame Mountain Pass!

For Lord Hether!

For victory!

For…

For revenge!”