My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2741 -914: The Day of Glory Has Come! Welcome the Star Realm Wanderer’s Return!

Although she had never really studied that set of War Marshal Power Armor in depth, Cement Sister knew these enhancement modules were all specialized gear designed for the armor to cope with different scenarios. The fact that they were all activated this time meant Murphy must have found some unbelievable target over there.

“I heard the original design purpose of this thing was as the vanguard equipment Eden District planned to use for Star Realm colonization back in the day. In other words, the original hypothetical enemy for the Power Armor’s design was those incomprehensible Demigod creatures in the Star Realm.”

Cement Sister pushed her glasses up.

Her clever little brain immediately associated it with the guy most likely to die on today’s battlefield. She didn’t even bother to complain anymore, jumped up and rushed to the communicator, and notified Old Flynn, who was still obsessed with organ enhancement research at Base R-9:

“Bring every biological preservation unit and petri dish you can find and get over here right now!”

“Ms. Cement, I admit you’re quite a decent researcher, but you’re not qualified to disturb my precious time for no reason at all! I bear an important mission entrusted to me by Sir Morphy. To me, time is life!”

Old Flynn replied very unhappily, but Cement wasn’t angry. She simply said, clean and sharp:

“A Demigod is going to be killed in the material world today. You tell me, will that result help your experiments or not? That’s a Demigod, rare as hell—think about how many useful things you can extract from Silver Wolf Herson’s body.

I’ve looked over your organ enhancement tech route. If you want to achieve the multi-layered enhancement effect Murphy needs, you have to find different organisms for genetic comparison. If you miss this mess today, you won’t get such a good chance again for the rest of your life!”

“Say no more! I’m on my way!”

Old Flynn instantly got excited, and with the fervor of a researcher he hung up, mobilized all the researchers at Base R-9, and began preparing for the arrival of the new experimental subject.

Over at Klim Fortress, Huggesen, clutching his splitting headache, jumped down from the Throne Wolf and, war hammer in hand, rushed toward the God of the North Wind amid the chaos.

By this time, the Filthy Sword stuck in Old Su Head’s body had already been painstakingly pulled out by Old Baldwin together with Old Qin and the others. Just to yank this thing out under the constant interference of The Master of Hunting’s power, more than seventeen players were killed by friendly fire due to their San value hitting zero, and more than twenty were frozen to death by the cold wind swirling around Old Su Head.

You could say they literally staked their lives to wrench this fallen thing out of a Divine Spirit’s body in such a short time.

The originally massive Tooth of Filth shrank back to its normal size once it was pulled out. Old Baldwin was using Su’s power to seal the sword when he happened to look up and see Huggesen rampaging his way over.

The Master of Hunting was furious.

But He wanted even more to see Su die today, so at this moment the power He had granted to Huggesen was not withdrawn; instead, it was further strengthened.

This allowed Huggesen to tank the crazy bombardment from the Frost Dwarf Lord and Triss all the way and reach Su’s side. The Master of Hunting roared at Huggesen to grab the Tooth of Filth and stab Su’s heart, but when Huggesen turned his head, he saw that Murphy had already butchered two Wolf Disaster Lords and was charging toward them at high speed.

The god’s objective and the mortal’s objective subtly clashed at this moment.

Huggesen, however, did not hesitate in the slightest. He smashed a lunging player to death with one hammer swing, then swept his claws and sent Lord Qin flying. The surrounding players howled as they pounced, trying to self-destruct, but were blasted out of the sky halfway there by the lightning summoned by the Claw Splitter.

“Give it to me!”

Huggesen grabbed the hilt of the Tooth of Filth, but the other end was being hugged tightly by Old Baldwin.

At this moment the Necromancer gazed at Huggesen with a blank face, and just as the Wolf People leader raised his war hammer with a hideous expression, he lifted a finger and pointed at the sky.

“You’re late! And you’ve lost… lost so badly it’s pathetic!”

“Hm?”

Huggesen raised his head, following the direction of Old Baldwin’s finger, and then froze on the spot.

Not just him—everyone on the battlefield, including those Star Realm Wolves and Silver Wolf Herson, all the lives that had been slaughtering each other just moments ago for all sorts of reasons, now had their jaws drop at the giant object slowly entering the material world from the Star Realm rift the Wolf People had torn open overhead.

It was a city!

A city that had lost its foundation and was shattered beyond recognition, grotesquely clumped together in a way that looked like a kid playing with mud. It was struggling to “squeeze” through the Star Realm rift into the material world, currently hovering above the battlefield like a swaying platform that might crash down at any moment.

Two opened shields wrapped around it like a sculpture inside a sphere, looking ridiculously comical, yet the vast shadow it cast on the ground made everyone below shiver.

Many on the defending side had already recognized this city, especially General Flandres, who was now standing on the airship Ironheart Annihilator. He cried out in disbelief:

“Cardman City! My god, it really is it! I can’t be mistaken! It’s back! Just when Transylvania needs it most, our city has returned!”

“That city’s gonna crash down! Run!”

The Half-body Men on the airship were not nearly so excited. These noisy little guys were scared senseless; they simply could not imagine what would happen to this already chaotic battlefield if the city floating high above the sky came crashing down from that height.