My Players Are So Fierce

2278: Chapter 760: Ha, A Beautiful Day Begins with Boarding!

(Part 2)

2278: Chapter 760: Ha, A Beautiful Day Begins with Boarding!

(Part 2)

The few unlucky ones who got close were directly shot in the head, falling to the ground without making a sound.

“Damn!

Kill them!”

The Golden Priest’s shouting echoed throughout the valley with breaking anger.

At the last moment, it used its power to inject into the star staff, barely stabilizing the impending Psychic Storm, continuing to maintain the infusion of Spiritual Energy but turning itself into a “human pillar force” like Triss at the decisive battle of Andma Hills, using the individual as the core of the ceremony.

This meant it couldn’t move freely until the ritual was over.

“Well done!”

Old Qu was still feeling pathetic and embarrassed for his bullet that hit but couldn’t destroy the star staff, then he saw the second follow-up bullet perfectly completing this near-impossible destructive action.

His green eyes glanced to the other side, just in time to see Sergeant Mia coolly ejecting the shell from the second assembled “Cannibal Demon’s Hammer.”

The two spotters beside her were still cheering, but Sergeant Mia, who helped Brother Qu complete the ultimate kill, remained expressionless, as she was always like this when working, unsmiling, but she clearly relaxed somewhat; her instinct as an elite hunter seemed to sense Brother Qu’s gaze.

Then she turned her head, looked at Old Qu, and showed a shy smile along with a peace sign.

It was a victory gesture learned from the players.

“Bang bang bang”

The usually cold Master Sniper Old Qu’s heart was pounding like a little deer at this moment.

He awkwardly retracted his gaze, not knowing why he felt so embarrassed, clearly not some novice who hadn’t seen anything, often going out with Brother Meow and others, how could someone who had seen and experienced so much still react with such shyness and innocence?

This Sergeant Mia, who carried an airport around with her, wasn’t even good-looking, at least not the type he thought he would like.

Alright.

He admitted he had been poisoned by the online seductive pictures made by those Photoshop masters to the point that his aesthetic taste far exceeded his actual salary level.

But that shouldn’t be the reason or excuse for his current flustered state, right?

Hmm, it must be those damned hormones causing trouble!

After all, he had just collaborated with this young girl to achieve a rather incredible feat, that spectacular shot was enough to earn him a ticket to the Hall of Fame, of course, just the ticket; in the increasingly competitive field, to firmly secure one of the 30 spots, he still needed to work hard.

Damn!

Heart, stop pounding!

Cheeks, stop burning!

Damn!

I don’t want to embarrass this proud group of Rhodium-Scandium Beryllium!

Old Qu slapped himself twice hard to calm down, then looked up and felt his blood run cold, seeing five Bipedal Dragons carrying fully armed Claw Hunters flying toward his position.

Alright, this is the true challenge of the silver trial.

But with how embarrassed I’ve already become, do I care about a little more difficulty?

Humph.

You damn Wolf People who can’t understand the air have already walked into the path of death!

“Click”

The thumb-sized Burnt gold bullet was inserted into the gun chamber, and the barrel of the big gun lifted slightly, the burning potential within him filling Brother Qu with fighting spirit, like a randy dominant dog wanting to show its prowess in front of its target…

Uh, that metaphor wasn’t appropriate, but everyone should get the idea.

“Come on!”

He gritted his teeth as he targeted and aimed, pulling the trigger.

The roar of the gun chamber signaled a fusion of power elevating his skill to a new level, while those burning eyes represented a pure Rhodium-Scandium Beryllium’s absolute effort to maintain a “master” image in front of the girl who made his heart flutter.

Upon this ridge, the hunters faced their true challenge, yet they feared nothing in their grand mission!

This is what it feels like to become a hero, this is what it feels like to become light…

Ah, life and will burning so beautifully.

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“Buzz”

The swiftly flying Scorpio Devil Sword, under the control of Brother Meow’s “heart moves with intent,” precisely sliced across the neck of the Throne Wolf rushing at him, after Blood Talk Edge was activated, this always low-key simplified version of the Demon Sword finally demonstrated its true power.

Brother Meow had held onto this thing for some time, but past battles rarely required him to use it to defeat enemies; instead, those Vampire Players who bought the Demon Sword blanks from him and the Broken Sword Master at high prices used it with great skill.

After all, they all wanted to pay homage to the mainline NPCs.

The Grand Duke of Triss said this thing could grow from blood, which player wouldn’t want to nurture their own “necessary evil?”

“Woohaw”

Amidst a low, mournful cry, Brother Meow’s War Thorn Beast, which always wreaked havoc everywhere, collapsed like a mountain being pushed over or a pillar of jade being knocked down.

This terrifying war machine, before falling, at least trampled dozens of Wolf People and devoured an equal number of these dog things, but sadly, the enemies were too fierce and too numerous.

As it fell, its plant body was covered in scars, even burnt by Psychic Fire and hit by dull impacts, with the fatal blow being the real damage dealt by three chosen hunters with javelins, directly piercing the plant beast’s “heart core.”

However, Brother Meow didn’t need to feel sad.

As the ultimate War Beast of the Avalon Church’s Red Knight sequence, the Thorn Beast apparently possessed “immortality.”