Ch80 - He’s already cornered against the wall? That was quick! (1/2)
6.9 – He’s already cornered against the wall? That was quick!
translator: xiin
editors: alamerysl & BlueBug
The night deepened after Zi period; there was not even the tiniest bit of candlelight in the instance. Someone pulled a candle out of their backpack and it lit up, but it was only then that they discovered that each candle’s illumination could only encompass three people, and the area covered did not get any bigger even if two people with candles were brought together.
Xue Ling had known about this plot point beforehand. He spoke as he opened his backpack, “Me, Thousand Miles Without Pause, and Su Xuanyan will take the lead. You guys can group up in twos or threes behind us. Remember not to get separated from the group and end up by yourself.”
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“Ok.” Everyone unhesitatingly agreed. This made the undecided Listening to Rain on a Bridge feel aggrieved for a moment, as there was no way for him to say anything else. He could only quietly make a sound of agreement.
According to the original plot, they were indeed supposed to group up into twos and threes, but because it was Listening to the Rain on a Bridge’s first day with the team, and he was not familiar with the others, he could only join up with Thousand Miles Without Pause. Later, when everyone was unexpectedly separated, it became the first time that the two of them were alone together.
Today, Xue Ling stole the opportunity to speak first, and had already completely destroyed the original setup. Xue Ling believed that he had done enough preparation that they would not become separated from each other in the instance even if anything unexpected came up.
The first stage of the instance involved many human faces floating in mid-air They had illusionary bodies, and did not seem to be drifting above the ground, but the faces on top of their bodies were extremely realistic.
Listening to Rain on a Bridge’s voice wavered; after all, this kind of scene was really frightening. “I’ve seen these faces before! These faces were all on the portraits that the master guard showed me!”
Everyone gathered together into a group that was headed by Xue Ling, Thousand Miles Without Pause, and Su Xuanyan. They arranged themselves into an inverted V formation – similar to the flying patterns of wild geese – as they moved forward. Thisformation maximized the candlelight range and allowed them to see the monsters in front of them clearly.
But that was limited to things directly in front of them. The large area beyond was still covered in darkness.
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The map of the instance was locked, and the only things they could see were the monsters in the area they had illuminated. They had to use their own judgement and rely on themselves in order to move forward. If the two players they had picked up in the world channel had been weak, the team might not have been able to pass this stage by solely relying on Thousand Miles Without Pause’s aid. After all, they still had a low levelled player that specialized in dragging people down.
But Xue Ling and Su Xuanyuan were not to be trifled with. Between the two of them, one had a sword in his hand, while the other emitted thick black fog from his palm; their auras spreading to cover the areas that their eyes could not reach and gaining a complete grasp of the situation in the cave.
Thousand Miles Without Pause was a swordsman who used a longsword. He looked very imposing when he wielded it, as though able to solve everything through pure brute force. After all, he was the protagonist gong, and he would definitely have cheats of his own. His sword always found its mark, unbridled and frenzied, each stroke able to bring up the wind and overflowing with an absolutely domineering aura. It made people want to kneel at his feet and beg loudly to be carried by this big thigh. He had also chosen to walk a similar path to Xue Ling, combining martial prowess with cultivation abilities, which gave him an extremely strong combat ability.
With a powerhouse like him in charge of the frontal assault and Xue Ling and Su Xuanyan responsible for the other two sides, even though the monsters looked very strange, it was not a difficult task to deal with them.
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Those faces belonged to the people of Zou City, only they had all been peeled off and fixed onto these ghosts.
Whenever Xue Ling’s sword swung, the air seemed to almost freeze in its wake. Thousand Miles Without Pause looked over in surprise, but did not examine it too deeply. Things like weapons, in a sense, were still considered private. They were not familiar with each other, and it was better not to casually ask too much.
Su Xuanyan did not have a so-called ‘weapon’. He simply raised his hand and waved, and the black fog became his greatest weapon. His actions and moves were particularly compatible with the devil’s path, and no matter how one looked at it, it did not seem like the means of a righteous path cultivator. Xue Ling had already teamed up with him for a while now, and no longer questioned his means after having seen them so frequently. Instead, it was Listening to Rain on a Bridge who had always been hiding behind them who looked curiously at the three people who were clearing the way.
He was a person who had been accepted as a disciple by Thousand Miles Without Pause’s master as a result of serendipity, and had discovered to his surprise that his martial-brother was a great god who was number one in the rankings. As a gay person who had transmigrated into this world and had read too many gaming web novels involving pairings between great gods and nobodies, Listening to Rain on a Bridge felt that this was the road he needed to follow in order to reach the peak of his life.
Unexpectedly, before he could even start hugging this big thigh, someone showed up out of the blue to steal his place.
He didn’t know where this person called Xue Ling came from. He was dressed all in white and resembled a white lotus. Nevermind that his tone and words were cold, he was even indifferent when interacting with the great god. He had glamorous, seductive looks, but acted like an icy, cold beauty, and he had probably adjusted his looks to appear more attractive. Listening to Rain on a Bridge was rather indignant that Xue Ling had stolen his opportunity, and in his heart, he had already labelled Xue Ling as some rubbish cannon fodderin the way of his own love story.
Although Xue Ling was indeed here to break up the main couple, if he knew what Listening to Rain on a Bridge had labelled him in his mind, he would definitely kill the boy all the way back to the novice village, smiling as he did so, and make it so that he wouldn’t be able to play this game for the rest of his life.
The first boss of this instance was a disgusting sphere that was made up of all the previous faces grouped together. As those faces breathed, the sphere would also contract and expand slightly. When the boss was aggro-ed, the faces would begin to glow and chant. Every word that they spoke would fly out as a separate entity and hit whoever had the highest damage output.
It was during times like these that having a tank became very important. Fortunately, Thousand Miles Without Pause was very skilled, and was very good at taking damage and keeping aggro. In addition, Xue Ling and Su Xuanyan’s cooperation was rather smooth, so they did not waste much time fighting the first boss.
The monsters in the second stage were zombies with no faces. From the clothing they were still wearing, they were likely the bodies of the missing people from Zou City. The team had already cut their faces into many parts during the first stage.
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They had been willing to kill the creepy faces; these monsters didn’t have faces and naturally weren’t a threat. Clearing out the rest of the instance went by smoothly. This was actually a miniature Hundred Ghosts Night Parade instance, only the monsters inside were all low levelled mobs, and did not amount for much even within the Night Parade. Their hobbies were very wicked, liking to trick human beings into their territory late at night, peel off their skin while they were still alive and listen to their victim’s cries of fear and pain.
Clearing such a disgusting instance once already made people uncomfortable, but the team completed it three times, becoming the team that occupied the top three spots on the instance rankings, and actually managed to farm the guild order.
The announcement rang out three times in the world channel. Thousand Miles Without Pause could be considered to have made some big waves with his name, and the regular players were all discussing and wondering which players had been recruited by that team recruitment post earlier for them to be able to farm a guild order in such a short time. Based on the game’s level of difficulty, how much luck did they have to have in order to get the guild order after only completing the instance three times?!
While everyone was surprised and gossiping, the team that was at the center of the discussion was just preparing to disperse. Other than the guild order, all the other spoils had been divided according to damage output. Nobody spoke up when Listening to Rain on a Bridge, as a low-levelled player only received some money that could be considered compensation for finding the instance, and not much else.