625 Chapter 625 - Hooligan Experts (2/2)
This person turned his body to the side to avoid the two claymores, even as he used this chance to step in closer to War Without Wounds, tossing away the sword he was holding in his hand in favor of grabbing War Without Wounds by his throat. With that accomplished, the man lifted him up and threw him on the ground with a hefty swing of his arm. Brother Assist rushed from behind to provide assistance, but the Warrior simply sent his leg out and kicked Brother Assist to displace his balance. Young Master Han rapidly cast two Heals, one each for War Without Wounds and Brother Assist.
On his end, Southern Lone Blade Charged forward while he hid behind his shield; this other Warrior stepped aside and kicked out at Southern Lone Blade's waist in the same moment that sent him stumbling all over the place. The man came bearing down on him. Surprisingly, the weapon this Warrior was holding was actually a dagger. It appeared that these ex-soldiers were far more familiar with handling this type of weapon that were convenient to carry. They had no choice; there were plenty of weapons available in Parallel World, but the dagger was the only weapon they would actually have equipped for actual combat in real life.
Just as the staggering Southern Lone Blade managed to find his footing, the Warrior, who was coming straight for him, had arrived with a punch, grabbing a hold of Southern Lone Blade's left shoulder in the same moment and executed a stab accurately aimed at his heart. In the end, all Southern Lone Blade did was open both his arms and directly hugged the man tightly. This Warrior had allocated quite a bit of his stat points to Agility, so his Strength was no match for Southern Lone Blade's, and that bear hug caused the Warrior's dagger in his left hand to become stuck in the embrace, impossible to be extracted from within.
The ex-soldier, who struggled to break free, suddenly headbutted Southern Lone Blade. Blood spurted from Southern Lone Blade's nose. Now angered, he slammed his head back at the enemy's head in retaliation. Since he possessed more Strength by comparison, Southern Lone Blade ended up dealing more damage with his headbutt.
Their heads had turned into weapons as they kept madly ramming each other with them; it was a particularly tragic sight for all to behold. Young Master Han was pleased with himself as he stood within the formation, his Heal drifting over to Southern Lone Blade from time to time, even as he contemptuously gazed at War Without Wounds, who was still lying on the ground. ”You're such a waste of space.”
War Without Wounds had his arm twisted by the Warrior after he was slammed on the ground. It was apparent this was a specialized grapple technique as all War Without Wounds could do was lie there in the dirt right now, unable to use any strength in that twisted arm. He was still unable to turn his body around, and the only thing his other hand could grab hold of was air.
”I'll have it out with you!” Seeing that Southern Lone Blade's technique appeared to be effective, Royal God Call immediately stopped firing his arrows as he bolted over and went lunging at that Warrior.
This Warrior was also fast and agile. Spinning around with a punch, his fist made Royal God Call see stars when it connected as he lunged in mid-air, an 'argh' escaping his mouth when he landed on the ground. However, throwing out that punch gave War Without Wounds' twisted arm a moment of reprieve. War Without Wounds quickly exerted strength and that Warrior, who had spent points to Agility just like his comrades, could only face tragedy against the barbaric War Without Wounds as he was pulled down to the ground with a ruthless tug right there on the spot. War Without Wounds then flipped this person around and straddled the man's back. He did not have that technique the Warrior previous demonstrated which allowed him to keep someone down on the ground with a twist of the opponent's arm, so the only thing War Without Wounds could do was rely on this rather shameless method of using his weight to pin that Warrior down.
That ex-soldier being straddled by War Without Wounds almost fainted over from his exasperation. His Strength was no match for War Without Wounds, and now that he was being ridden by the man, how was he supposed to get up?
War Without Wounds laughed uproariously. Unsheathing a claymore, he was about to chop down when a Thief came diving out from the side to stab him. War Without Wounds simply paid no heed to this attack; this Thief could stab his target, and War Without Wounds would stab his as well. This left the Thief feeling demoralized to the point he was faint with anger, lamenting about the situation that he was in.
Meanwhile, during the process of this chaotic brawl between both parties, the lack of a Priest actually doing his job among these ex-soldiers became a huge disadvantage these men had not foreseen. War Without Wounds and Southern Lone Blade were duking it out punch for punch, but they had the support of Young Master Han, allowing their HP to remain filled up this whole time. In contrast, although the ex-soldiers had Priests on their side, this was a job class that just happened to have no experience with, no matter how much actual combat experience they had accumulated. The only Priest they had among them was truly too much of a novice when it came to gaming; even having five of them would be incomparable to the efficiency that a single Young Master Han could demonstrate. Ye Xiaowu might be better than this Priest, but he was still quite a distance away, having only begun rushing over with his broken arm after he noticed just how dismal things were going on this end!
Besides these four, there was still another ex-soldier with the Fighter job class present who was busy punching Unrivaled Lucky Star, Paddy Scent Pastures, and Verdant Timber around. However, it was useless, since these were just merely punches, and that could not kill any of them. Two out of the three present were Priests, so even if he had a good handle over the fight and was able to interrupt the Priests' Heals at the right time, there was no way he could interrupt both their Heals at once. Additionally, the amount of game experience these ex-soldiers had was tragic, and none of them were able to discern whether a Priest was casting their spells or otherwise.
”Quickly save them!” The fight was getting rowdy on this end, but those enemies that had been blocked by Flame Singed Clothes' spells on the other end were finally able to circle over. They were currently out in the flat plains and not the streets, so there was no way that he could seal them off completely. Seeing the four men round about one after another, Flame Singed Clothes no longer dared to keep his spells up as he scrambled to join with the rest of the group.
These experts had never fought such a PK that was so lacking in conduct. Especially Southern Lone Blade and War Without Wounds; the former had his whole face bloodied from being headbutted, and the latter ate a face full of dirt. Fortunately, both men ultimately saw a huge reversal to their fates, and they managed to seize the two Warriors respectively through very shameless means, overwhelming the two ex-soldiers until their HP dropped to zero.
Flame Singed Clothes came running over to his comrades as two Knights and two Mages trailed after him. War Without Wounds and Southern Lone Blade were now brimming with confidence after their battle, with the former wiping off the mud and dirt on his face and the latter doing the same with his bloody face, exchanging a quick smile. ”It's good to have Strength!”
With that, the two men dashed right toward the four men with every intention to kill. This time, finding their weapons to be a hassle, they simply stowed them away into their pockets as they transformed into wrestlers, running toward their enemies in an effort to hug them.
However, having witnessed the miserable fates of their Warrior comrades, none of these four dared to be careless. Nobody gave these two the chance to get anywhere near them as they began to engage in a moving skirmish, throwing a kick, punch, or stab with their daggers every now and then. But since War Without Wounds and Southern Lone Blade had the benefit of a Priest's support behind them, this method of fighting was no more than a waste of time as it achieved nothing.
The anxiety these expert gamers was feeling slowly eased, for this was not as difficult as they originally thought it to be. They could only blame the fact that Gu Fei's existence had left them extremely deep psychological scars. Nevertheless, there was a very important truth here, and that was how none of them possessed anything like Moonlit Nightfalls, which meant that their enemies did not have the terrifying damage output that Gu Fei possessed. Priests were essentially made redundant when faced against the indomitable Gu Fei's Attack Power, but because this battle here had Priests, they were more than enough to sustain and remain undefeated no matter how fatigued they looked.
”Target their Priests first!” Ye Xiaowu, who had managed to make his away at this time, felt helpless upon seeing how chaotic and divided everybody was.
Receiving this instruction, these ex-soldiers immediately realized the situation that they were in. If they did not take care of the Priests first, they would just end up in an endless fight. In the end, after making this decision, two out of the remaining troops asked, ”Which ones are the Priests?”
”Singed, bombard away!” Young Master Han ordered.
Flame Singed Clothes was stunned, only realizing in the next moment. Young Master Han was attempting to fully press on their advantage of having Priests to the point of sheer shamelessness! With not a moment's hesitation, he began blanketing the area in flames. He paid no heed to friend or foe and just enveloped everybody in the ensuing firestorm. War Without Wounds and Southern Lone Blade, who were inspired by this, rolled up their sleeves to begin executing their Cyclones. Slashing about recklessly, they no longer bothered with who would end up getting caught up in that dance of steel.
”F*ck, f*ck, f*ck!” Royal God Call, who nearly became a casualty of War Without Wounds' whirling blades, broke out in a cold sweat as he ran toward Young Master Han. Royal God Call reckoned that no matter how impudent War Without Wounds was, there was no way he would dare to come slashing at Young Master Han.
The chaotic confrontation both parties were caught up in had already devolved to the point that it was just an indiscriminate fight to the death; even these ex-soldiers appeared to be helpless facing against such hooligans. Ye Xiaowu wanted to come over and lend a hand, but just as he was about to close in on them, Glue appeared from thin air and sent an arrow flying right at him, giving him quite a scare. That was when he realized that there was nothing much he could help with even if he was present.
He had never been much of a powerful expert, and considering how he was currently handicapped, and how exceedingly powerful all these experts' equipment was, he could tell a casual stab from any of these expert gamers was all it would take to finish him off. His arrival would only create even greater havoc.
Ye Xiaowu was caught between a rock and a hard place. Seeing that his team would end up dying to this shameless hooliganism, he had no choice but to send a message to Broken Water Arrow. ”The situation is no longer in our favor. Let's all retreat first!”
Broken Water Arrow and the four other Archers with him were currently having quite an easy time dealing with Gu Fei and Eternal Dominion. Besides that time when a certain someone nearly got caught following Gu Fei's use of Blink to cover the distance, none of them was, strictly speaking, in any sort of danger. Still, they could see with their eyes what was happening on the other side, and none of them had thought their comrades would have such a hard time engaging in a melee in-game. Broken Water Arrow could tell that they would not be making any headway if this continued, so after a short discussion with Sniper God, he made the final decision. ”Let's retreat!”
A protracted battle here would only make matters worse. Looking at things now, while they held a little advantage in this brawl as the ex-soldiers fought, the lack of decent damage output meant that there was no way they could defeat any of their enemies. With the order given, none of them should have any trouble extricating themselves. After all their men quickly congregated, Old Lightning and Thunder tossed out two spells, as if lobbing grenades again, and went over to carry off Ye Xiaowu like a handicapped person.
The five Archers, who were currently the best at demonstrating their strength, speed, technique, dexterity, and awareness, were tasked with bringing up the rear, firing arrows to prevent Gu Fei and the others from mounting any sort of pursuit even as they provided cover to the others to quickly withdraw from the battle.
”F*ck! Where do you think you're going?” Royal God Call leaped to his feet and wanted to give chase, but Young Master Han merely threw the boy a side-eye. ”You can go after them yourself!”
”Let's all go!” Royal God Call was eager.
”We don't have the Agility.” Southern Lone Blade said before he dropped to the ground and laid there. How tiring! Having been a gamer for such a long time, this PK was truly the most tiring battle he had experienced thus far.