91 Chapter 91 - The Past Deeds’ Meatball (1/2)
”They're here!”
”They're HERE!”
”THEY'RE HERE!”
Their hearts thumped loudly as the Past Deeds' army drew closer.
The Past Deeds Eradication Army had about three hundred players of different job classes, whereas the Past Deeds' army had about two hundred players consisted mostly of Warriors, Knights, and Priests.
The side with numerical superiority in this battle was apparent.
However, Past Deeds currently had an army that pushed the concept of 'meat shield' to the extreme. With all these meat shields banding together into a group, it was no longer a 'meat shield' but a 'meatball' instead – a large meatball that could roll over everything on its path.
The Past Deeds' meatball did not avoid this clash by using alternative routes; instead, the meatball confidently took the widest street leading to the plaza and continued its fear-inducing march onward.
”Archers, ready up!” Dusky Cloud sent this message to every channel, not caring if the players in his friends list were actually Archers or not.
The Past Deeds' meatball arrived at their army's vanguard at this moment. The Archers atop the roofs furtively searched for Silver Moon's figure among the crowd. Sword Demon, Dusky Cloud, and the others who were standing at the very front of the defensive line saw clearly their opponents' battle formation.
”F*ck!” everyone cursed in unison.
”Silver Moon, you low-life! You're far too despicable and shameless!” Dusky Cloud ridiculed loudly.
”You've ruined the fight of the century with your cowardice!” Celestial Pig hollered as well.
”What a cheap move! Cheap!”
The meatball marching down the street wore masks.
With their looks hidden, how could anyone locate Silver Moon among this sea of soldiers? It was not just Silver Moon; even differentiating the Knights and the Warriors would be very difficult. After all, in-game Knights that had focused on adding points to Strength would be able to equip heavy armor as well.
Upon reaching a charging distance, the Past Deeds' meatball suddenly got enveloped by a golden glow. Everyone was bathed in this light that was dispersing about, making the Past Deeds' meatball strongly resemble a real golden fried meatball.
”The heart of that light. The one holding that glowing sword must be Silver Moon!” Broken Cloud quickly told them upon hearing that the main force was unable to identify Silver Moon among the mass of meat.
However, there was a problem. No in-game rule stated that a weapon must be raised in the air to activate a skill. Players who did so merely wanted to make the skill execution look grander and themselves to appear more dashing to onlookers. Would Silver Moon feel the need to show off with his face covered right now? That sword should have been named as a King's Private Blade since Silver Moon currently had it hanging down his body. If he could, he would probably stuff it inside his pants just to make it more ludicrous. This was why King's Command had not descended from above the players' heads but had slowly enveloped them from below instead. After all, the light was originating from a sword below.
How could they find the golden sword that was hanging down between Silver Moon's pants among these people clad in golden light?
Nonetheless, the Archers would be wasting their effort of climbing up the rooftops if they gave up with just that. They, therefore, chose to take advantage of the fact that their opponents were lacking long-range attackers by hailing arrows at their midst.
This saying held some truth: ”There are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people's eyes.”
In this case, dozens of Archers had dozens of Silver Moon in their eyes.
The arrows rained down upon the Past Deeds, but the meatball turned a blind eye to those.
The squad of Priests tried their best to bestow Heal on the wounded; anyone who got hit by the arrows immediately received Heal. The Archers' deadly arrows on Snipe, which could usually insta-kill the targets, were proven ineffective when faced with this meatball under the combined effects of Silver Moon's King's Command, Knights' Blessing of Health, and Priests' Heal. All the Archers were heartbroken.
The speed boost the King's Command provided the meatball was evident; a cloud of dust rose off the ground and temporarily fogged up the surroundings as the meatball agilely rolled out of the Archers' shooting range.
”M*th*rf*ck*rs! Ready yourselves!” Dusky Cloud bellowed as he twirled his dagger before him.
However, the dagger was so small that Dusky Cloud only looked as if he was flailing an empty hand before thrusting it forward from afar. He very much resembled a person throwing a piece of rock at the moment.
Celestial Pig, at least, looked more ferocious as he raised his huge axe toward the sky, hollering, ”EVERYONE, GET READY!”
Everyone roared in unison, yet no one moved.