Chapter 41: Murong Mingyues Invitation (1/2)
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A bone-chilling wind blew through the Frost Forest. Eight players were facing one another in a stand-off in the clearing.
Clad in red armor and wielding a two-handed broadsword, Xu Yang glared at his enemies before saying coldly, ”What is the meaning of this? We got this armor fair and square. Finders keepers. You guys think you just can take whatever you want?”
Standing behind Xu Yang was a beautiful priest clad in gray robes and a mage's staff. By itself her outfit was nothing special, but combined with her voluptuous body it was almost like an art of the G.o.ds. Her chest was positively trying to burst out of the confines of her robes.
The priest was Murong Mingyue, of course. She stared at the people in front of her calmly and smiled. ”You can save your breath, Xu Yang. Can't you see the greed on their faces? They want to take your Bronze-grade armor for themselves. Or at least try. We're not afraid of you people!”
Six people stood on the opposite side of Xu Yang and Murong Mingyue. The leader of the group was a warrior called Shadow Maple, and behind him was an archer Shadow Deep Sea, a wanderer Shadow Volcano, and several other people. Their levels ranged from 25 to 29, and it was clear that their equipment was at least Bronze-grade.
Shadow Maple took a step forward and smiled. ”Oh, Brother Hot Sun, relax, it's just a saying. How about this. I can offer you 2 gold as payment if you give us your Bronze-grade armor.”
”2 gold?” Murong Mingyue couldn't help but sneer. ”You may as well stop talking and just rob us already. Do you think we're stupid? Bronze-grade equipment is worth at least 10 gold on the market.”
Shadow Deep Sea dropped his act on the spot, raised his longbow and aimed an arrow at Murong Mingyue, cackling. ”Look, pretty, I never liked hitting girls, but if you keep being stubborn then we'll have no choice but to do this the hard way. After we kill both of you, we will camp your corpses. Eventually we will get that chest armor!”
Murong Mingyue gritted her teeth angrily and raised her own staff. However, there was nothing she could really do to these hoodlums. The world of Heavenblessed favored the strong, leaving no room for reason. Rules were a social construct, created by people, so they could be torn down by people too. Those who broke the rules were almost always the voracious type.
Shadow Maple suddenly raised his sword, edge of his blade glistening with white light. It was none other than the signature skill of Warrior, Heavy Slas.h.!.+ It was a powerful skill that enhanced attack's damage by 10%!
Shadow Maple was gunning for Murong Mingyue, so Xu Yang let out a roar and charged toward him. He knocked Shadow Maple out of the way and left a cut on his shoulder.
247!
It was a considerable amount of damage, so Shadow Maple took two steps back and sneered, ”Not bad, not bad. Brothers, let's get him together!”
Chiang chiang!
Shadow Deep Sea fired 2 arrows in a row, hitting Xu Yang in the chest.
178!
201!
It was a costly exchange. Xu Yang's total HP was only around 500. How could he possibly endure this?
It was at this moment a beam of holy light landed squarely on him. A green number appeared in the air—+225!
It was Murong Mingyue. Her healing output was very impressive!
Xu Yang's HP was still losing HP rapidly, however. Obviously, a single priest couldn't outheal the damage done by several high-level players.
”Die, b.a.s.t.a.r.d!”
Xu Yang swung his broadsword in a domineering fas.h.i.+on, dancing around his enemies like a mad lion, but he couldn't make up for the difference in numbers. Even with heals and health potions, he was hovering on the edge of death.
Meanwhile, Gui Guzi and Du Thirteen were still holding their breaths and watching the battle unfold from their hiding spot.
When I saw them, I yelled angrily, ”What the h.e.l.l are you two waiting for? Charge! Annihilate the Shadow Clan!”
”Okay!”
Gui Guzi took off almost at the same time as me. Du Thirteen lagged behind a bit.
Red light surrounded the Weeping Fire Blade. PvP was where my Undead Energy talent shone the brightest. The boost of 15% damage to living targets was nothing to scoff at!
Puchi!
I swung out the Weeping Fire Blade from a steep angle and hit Shadow Deep Sea directly on the neck. The poor archer collapsed to the ground and died before he could even react.
484!
Good! My attack power is downright terrifying after equipping the Soul Turmoil Armor and the b.l.o.o.d.y Ring of Protection!
I zigzagged toward the enemy priest after killing the archer. The priest was a man with delicate features, and he died under the Weeping Fire Blade with barely any resistance as well.
On the other side, Gui Guzi let out a yell and executed Flame Thrust, skewering a mage like a piece of meat to roast.
The Shadow Clan's party was only six men strong, and we had killed half of that almost instantaneously. Better yet, they didn't even have time to recover from their shock.
”Who's there?!” Shadow Maple shouted and turned around.
When he saw me, a look of hate immediately overwhelmed his features. ”Broken Halberd Sinks Into Sand, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d! I haven't even settled my score with you at Fruit Forest yet! Die!”