331 Rabid Golden Sons (1/2)

When the massive Dome of Darkness was deployed, all the players within its range lost their vision.

Only the players who had learned Dark Vision or night battle specialties could see at all.

Then, the commanders of the guilds and the teams were all shouting, ”Activate the illumination skills, or light torches if you don't know any!”

Very soon, hundreds of luminous spheres and torches were raised.

According to common sense, such a large number of sources of light should've illuminated the whole valley, but they were nothing more than matches in the darkness. They were so pitifully weak that it seemed like dusk despite all their light.

”The enemy's dark spells can absorb the light.” Some commanders realized this and shouted, ”Are there Priests of the light class? Can you try casting Sunlight?”

Very soon, a few small suns were raised at the bottom of the valley and on the slope, making the place slightly brighter, but it was still not as bright as it was supposed to be during the day.

Also, a crescent moon had emerged in the sky.

The environment was quite creepy. It was as if everything was covered in a black haze.

But the players were excited. Many of them were shouting, ”It seems that the boss is coming out!”

As they expected, a dense colony of bats flew out the moment they said that.

Different from the small bats they saw earlier, those bats were at least three times that size, and their wings were almost a meter wide after being unfolded.

When those bats came out, they were followed by countless smaller bats, their emergence like plumes of smoke roiling from the castle.

”We're getting rich! There must be a lot of vampires behind those bats!”

The players cried in delight. Some of them even subconsciously wiped away drool.

The big bats in the lead combined into an old man with pale skin and elegant black clothes.

Bruce looked around and roared in fury, ”You goddamn Golden Sons, we've lived here for hundreds of years, and you trespassed on our territory. You're asking to be killed…”

Before Bruce even finished his sentence, a dozen fishing nets had been thrown at him, followed by numerous arrows and colorful magic bullets.

From a distance, they were like a constricting halo.

”The boss is here! Attack the boss! Let's deal damage first! Whoever kills him will earn fifty credit points!”

The ranged classes dealt damage crazily, but there was nothing that the melee classes could do when the boss was floating in the sky.

”Get him down! Get him down! We'd like to participate too!”

All the remote attacks that were aimed at Bruce came to a stop three centimeters from him.

A simple Decay had rendered the spells useless.

”You're nothing but ants!” Bruce waved his hand, and the bats behind him turned into vampires and cast spells from the sky.

He created dark energy spheres with both hands and tossed them down. The spheres swirled and turned into black tornadoes, which revolved quickly and caught everything within a certain range before spewing them out in pieces.