216 Chapter 216 - Reap through the Battlefield (1/2)

Young Master Han and Brother Assist did not expect for Gu Fei to have such a keen overview of the entire PvP that he even took note of their plight despite being deeply involved in the slaughter in the distance.

”Thanks!” Brother Assist said even as fear lingered in him. He knew very well that he could last for several minutes at most against the five enemies surrounding him even with Young Master Han's superb healing.

”Mhm-mhm!” Gu Fei gave a muffled reply to Brother Assist as he continued to stand on one spot with his back facing the two.

”Go and kill some more!” Young Master Han urged Gu Fei from behind. The enemies' ranks were currently in turmoil in more ways than one. With every enemy fighting them independently and not one of them matching their skills, victory was within reach of Young Master's Elite.

Gu Fei slowly turned around and removed the apple stuck in his mouth, ”Wait a sec. I'm out of mana.”

The two were speechless.

”Your low mana is really troublesome!” Brother Assist sighed. The Attack Power of the mana-depleted Gu Fei was weak. This would not be an issue if he was up against one person. Unfortunately, right now, he was facing more than one opponent. If the opponents wised up about his low mana, they would surely feel emboldened to risk their lives against him. Warriors and other job classes that had high defense equipment would hardly be damaged by his Moonlit Nightfalls since Gu Fei had yet to fulfill its Sword Aptitude requirement to fully utilize the sword's physical attack.

Back on the PvP field, War Without Wounds began to clear out the space around him by unleashing a prolonged duration of Cyclone via the Rage points he had accumulated thus far. It was at this point that Brother Assist noticed that High Cloud was down to the last fourteen men, and almost all of them were bearing wounds from the extended fighting. By now, Sword Demon, Royal God Call, and War Without Wounds were flawlessly coordinating their attacks with one another – a combat aspect that Gu Fei was not good at; the targets that Royal God Call's arrow could not insta-kill would be finish off by Sword Demon's sneaky stabs, while Royal God Call would dispose of the surviving targets of War Without Wounds' Cyclone with his arrows from afar.

When Gu Fei saw the three men rapidly reaping through the PvP field as well, he could not help but be crestfallen. At this rate, the entire enemy squad would be wiped out by the time he finished eating his apple!

”Slow down, guys! Kill them slowly! Leave some for me!” Gu Fei anxiously shouted at the three.

The three men hastened their killings even more when they heard of his request. It had always been them doing the pleading to Gu Fei to be less vicious and leave some kills for them before. Now that they finally turned the tables on him, why would they not seize this chance to relish the experience?

Cirrus felt utter despair. His mercenary group clearly still held numerical superiority even now, yet the opponents were already arguing over kill points among themselves. Just where did this bunch of ferocious people come from?

The same question floated in everyone's minds at present. To others, Young Master's Elite was the very definition of an insurmountable existence. With War Without Wounds and Royal God Call's acquisition of new equipment, they became even stronger than the average players in terms of skills or gear. They also had no way to fathom or gauge Gu Fei's fighting prowess. Thinking about all these had only left the players of High Cloud with quite a headache.

However, what really caused these people grief was Sword Demon. He clearly did not possess War Without Wounds and Royal God Call's first-rate equipment, yet his skillful utilization of his superior speed allowed him to attack and evade the enemies like a ghost. He never faced an enemy head on, leaving the squad of enemies unable to deal with him. In short, he was an itch that they could not get rid of no matter what.

”AHHHH!” Gu Fei, who cared more about the lives of High Cloud's men than Young Master's Elite's few individuals, chewed his apple as fast as he could. Knowing that there would no longer be any enemies left for him to strike down if he continued to munch on the apple, he decisively abandoned eating the fruit despite only recovering half of his mana and shouted, ”I'M COMING!” He then blinked himself right into the fray.

”The Mage is back!” the remaining men of High Cloud exclaimed. All of them scrambled to leave a huge space all around Gu Fei that was far emptier than the space War Without Wounds had cleared out with his Cyclone.

Gu Fei picked a target to chase as he scanned the PvP field with sorrow-filled eyes. Naturally, chasing after a target with his fast movement speed was not a problem. Finishing off the man by casting Twin Incineration, Gu Fei turned to look and saw that High Cloud's men had taken the opportunity when he was distracted to maintain a five-meter distance from Gu Fei. Not one of them dared to challenge him.

Gu Fei only had to attack the enemies and they would retreat in response, regardless if they were clashing with War Without Wounds or Sword Demon.

”What are you doing here?!” War Without Wounds asked, feeling disgruntled. Since he did not have the speed to chase after the enemies who were fast retreating, he could only earn this bit of kill points in the end.

”Chase after them quickly!” Gu Fei ignored him and chased after the enemies together with Sword Demon.

”I knew it!” War Without Wounds grumbled, knowing that he would not have any chance to earn additional kill points now. Indeed, the enemies that were running just ahead of him were easily taken care of by Gu Fei and Sword Demon.

High Cloud still had ten men left, including the group leader Cirrus. Now that it had gotten to this stage, these ten had all stopped their squabbles to unite against the opposing group. Cirrus, along with the other two Water Mages, turned around and cast Arctic Whirlwind to block Gu Fei and Sword Demon's advance and to drive away the two instead.

”Archers, unleash your Homing Projectile!” Cirrus barked. Those who could survive up to this point were mainly the job classes with fast movement speed, so the group still had two Archers in their midst. Hearing Cirrus's command, the two men each fired off an arrow on Homing Projectile.

”Thieves!” At Cirrus's shout, three Thieves activated their Stealth and tried to get closer to the targets.