My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2579 -860: When Divine Spirits Play Chess, No Regrets Allowed (Part 3)

That battle will thoroughly determine the outcome of this Black Disaster.

It’s a decisive battle that will decide many things.

“Murphy, are you also there waiting for your destined moment?”

Huggesen let out a low voice, muttering to himself:

“Then wait for it! After I shatter your evil tricks, the end result between you and me will finally be settled.”

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Huggesen’s previous suspicion was correct.

When he led the vanguard into the swamp for armed reconnaissance, not far from that place was indeed a trench, and within the trench, there were scouts dispatched to observe their probing attempts.

Old Qin’s protege, the art student Threejin Sweet Potato Burn, hid in the trench, transmitting back the images he had just captured using the Calculating Pearl. This young man, with a small tube strapped on his back, an engineer’s shovel, and Blood Vulture Claw and a few bombs hanging on his chest, was full of excitement because those Butterfly Mines that had injured the Wolf People earlier were scattered by him only a few hours ago.

Though when the Wolf People were injured, there was no “+1” popping up on Threejin’s forehead, he definitely took credit for this assist!

“Hey, blow up you bastards!”

Threejin Sweet Potato Burn cursed with relief and then smoothly took out a bag from behind him. Upon opening it, it was filled with explosion-like iron pieces. These things were another “masterpiece” from the arsenal, made very crudely, with a simple structure but remarkably low costs; once set up, they would instantly detonate upon slightest contact.

These devices couldn’t hold much explosives but included Burning Gold Powder inside, allowing them to maintain stealth while maximizing destructive power.

The troublesome part of these was their simplistic structure; hence once triggered, there’s no safe way to recover them. They could only wait for some unlucky fellow to touch them or for them to lose function over time, making cleanup in the swamp afterward extremely difficult.

Although the command unit had a complete mine map, if the Wolf People weren’t “effective” enough in this wave, these remnants would become a big “problem” for the Transia People post-war.

The college student with a future ideal of being a painter but now fighting guerrilla warfare against Wolf People in another world chuckled, and then looked again at today’s “work area” on the map. This military map was something a college student couldn’t possibly understand before, but now Threejin Sweet Potato Burn expertly comprehended the complex information marked on it, as if undergoing an anti-invasion war.

Despite still being that inept college student gasping for breath after only a 500-meter run in reality, his combat experience has far surpassed most of his peers and even elders.

This temperament forged through unique experiences made him much more stable than when he first entered the game; he could calmly analyze situations, taking decisive action when encountering trouble. More importantly, his experiences in another world taught him to confront challenges directly, no longer shirking responsibility. This mindset shift reflects a more positive life attitude, prompting his parents to continually exclaim that their silly son has finally grown up.

Of course, Threejin Sweet Potato Burn didn’t have so much sentiment; he was just purely immersed in this forever enjoyable game he hopes never ends.

“Threejin, Threejin! This is Tomato, respond!”

Just after Threejin Sweet Potato Burn scattered half a bag of Butterfly Mines, his Calculating Pearl rang, and a dorm mate serving as a communicator called out:

“New instructions have arrived; it’s said that the Druids of Wolf Castle detected a divine reaction in your direction. Old Qin wants you to check it out; initial estimates suggest the Wolf People are up to something.”

“Received! I’ll head over at once.”

Threejin Sweet Potato Burn replied, marked today’s mine-setting landmarks on the map, and quickly entered the trench moving fast toward the designated direction, reaching the swamp edge within ten minutes.

He climbed out from a trench shaft on a highland, skillfully hid behind rocks, and took out binoculars to scan ahead.

Soon, as the focus adjusted, he saw strange lights flickering in the farther Wolf People camp. He could see some Goat Men being dragged under wooden statues and slaughtered like chicks, while several Jackal Priests were chanting words to conduct a bizarre ritual.

One after another, Barbarian Soldiers and Hunters stepped forward, drinking the bloody herbal concoction, their bodies then wrapped in faint crimson.

This made Threejin Sweet Potato Burn frown.

As a civilized person, he detested such live sacrifices, but soon noticed a large number of Gnolls being led by those blood-drinking Wolf People into the swamp, followed by a burst of fire.

“Record!”

Threejin Sweet Potato Burn raised his left hand, activated the record function of the Calculating Pearl, and whispered:

“The Wolf People are adopting a fire attack strategy trying to stifle swamp ecology, but we’ve tried before; ordinary flames can’t burn out the carnivorous plants blessed by Avalon. They are down to some odd ritual.

It seems like a power enhancement, possibly related to Avalon’s Blessing.

Wolf People are invoking their Divine Spirit’s intervention… so now the situation turned into divine confrontation… damn!”

Before he could finish speaking, an ominous feeling prompted Threejin Sweet Potato Burn to roll aside abruptly, narrowly dodging a giant claw striking from behind.

In the midst of flying debris, he grimly turned his head, seeing a green Sickle Claw Monster emerge from optical invisibility, its cold compound eyes already fixed upon him.

That was “Dinner” light.

“How did this thing mutate as well? Damn! Avalon’s Boss, your blessing sure doesn’t discriminate!”

Threejin Sweet Potato Burn cursed, tossed out a bomb to cover his retreat, and then grabbed the Blood Vulture Claw, shooting a barrage forward. Bullets hit the Sickle Claw Monster, sparking flames; this creature’s chitinous shell was also thickened by Avalon’s natural blessing.

However, even the thickest shell still fell short when facing blasts enhanced with Burning Gold Powder. A few minutes later, this mutated elite Sickle Claw Monster was blasted to death on the hillside by Threejin Sweet Potato Burn’s newly issued “Burning Gold Broad Sword.”

But such commotion would be impossible for the Wolf People to ignore unless they were blind. So Threejin could only be forced to abandon reconnaissance, limping and jumping into the tunnel, dashing swiftly back.

“A stealth-capable reinforced Sickle Claw Monster appeared on the swamp edge. Given this creature’s exaggerated reproductive mode of laying dozens of eggs, I estimate similar creatures will appear in the swamp soon. However, Chef Star Soul recently made omelets with Sickle Claw Monster eggs to woo Xiuhua. Hence, as long as those tasty omelets become popular on the Continent, Sickle Claw Monsters in the swamp won’t pose any threat.”

As he retreated, he connected to communications on the other end, saying:

“But this also proves the swamp’s ecology is getting increasingly dangerous now. Although plants won’t actively attack us, the animals are desperate to ignore such things when starving. I suggest the command unit not send newbies anymore to set mines. They can’t fight this kind of war.

Either they get slashed by Wolf People or, at worst, become swamp beast snacks—too uneconomical.”

“Received, thanks for the info supplement. Now please head immediately to the third rendezvous point at trench F near Wolf Castle. You have a new task, ‘Artist Squad.’”

Today’s communications were manned by native 003 at the staff department, this old buddy familiar with gamers no longer adhering to protocol, now speaking warmly, saying:

“New equipment has been delivered to the front line, you’re entrusted for testing. But don’t rush, wait until the Wolf People disrupt our communication, then it’ll be its time to debut.”

“Then when exactly will they disrupt… hello? hello! 003, can you hear me? Damn! Never a moment of peace but if I could find such an exciting job over there in the future…

Uh, thinking through, sitting in the office is best over there.”