Chapter 235 – Crisis (2/2)
“The misfortune on me is gone!” LeftHandofGod exclaimed in shock.
“Same here!”
“Mine as well!”
“Fatty, what skill was that?” HeadofGod asked in delight.
“Holy Light Illumines All, it dispels all Dark-attribute status.”
Seeing the white lights dispelling the misfortune, Golden Scale TheMighty’s face grew ashen. What Dark status feared the most was Light magic. Of course, there were Dark curses that Holy Light Illumines All couldn’t dispel, but they weren’t something that the Golden Scale TheMighty was capable of using right now.
“Brothers, let’s go!” HeadofGod roared and dashed into the woods.
Without misfortune bothering them, God Familia could rest easy and fight to their heart’s content. As for the Golden Scale Guild, they were currently at a loss.
“What are you all spacing out for? You think we can’t stand a chance against them with this many people?” Golden Scale TheMighty raged.
The class coordination of the Golden Guild was pretty sensible and included nearly every class. They aligned in a phalanx formation, ready to welcome God Familia’s attack.
BZZZ!
A distinct sound echoed in the distance. Golden Scale TheMighty’s face abruptly changed. “Not good! Get down!”
The ballista was extremely proficient when dealing with this kind of formation.
Shrieking, a seven-meter bolt streaked out from the woods and skewered several players who couldn’t lie down in time, nailing them to a huge tree behind.
“Spread out! Teams act at your own freedom.” Golden Scale TheMighty could only decide on that as he was left with no other option.
Very soon, the ballista lost sight of its targets after firing two bolts. Fatty could only pocket it.
Traps, disguise, assassination, fleeing…
A show of assassination and counter-assassination played out inside the forest. The audience was utterly engrossed. For the first time, Fatty got to witness first-hand that God Familia’s reputation as the top rogue guild was absolutely not some groundless claim.
“I killed seven, what about you guys?” Hiding in a corner of the woods, TheFugitive blew off the blood on his dagger and asked.
“Eight,” HeadofGod replied simply.
“Five.”
“Three.”
……
When half the match had gone by, Golden Scale TheMighty suddenly discovered that their team only had less than fifty members left.
“How is this possible?” How can the enemy be this powerful? Golden Scale TheMighty couldn’t figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it.
“Now, this is the Rogues’ playground.” A player nodded. “In such a big forest like this, one hundred people going against a dozen rogues is even harder than a normal 1v1.”
“There should be no doubt, God Familia is winning for sure. The top rogue guild truly lives up to their reputation.”
“I, Golden Scale TheMighty, in the name of the God of Misfortune, request the favor of God. Please release the Nation of Misfortune and protect your faithful follower.”
Hooo… A gray fog rose up from Golden Scale TheMighty’s body and swept out in all directions. The sky quickly dimmed, and the brilliant sun was replaced by a gray one.
Fatty’s face instantly changed when he sensed a familiar breath. Nation of Misfortune! Unbelievable! The God of Misfortune actually handed the Nation of Misfortune over to Golden Scale TheMighty!
Golden Scale TheMighty’s face had turned pale white, his body trembled as if he would fall at any moment. However, the guy remained standing with difficulty as the words from his lips grew even louder and clearer.
“With the power of God, wipe out all heretics within the Nation!”
Fwish! A series of ashen lights shot out from the gray sun in the sky. No matter where they were, the members of God Familia couldn’t evade the light attacks.
Pfff! HeadofGod tipped his body to dodge a light beam, but the ashen light pierced a finger-sized hole through his shoulder. Right away, he felt half of his body go numb and the feeling of asthenia rose straight from the stomach to his head.
Pff pff… TheFugitive, LeftHandofGod and the rest were under attack as well. Some were directly hit; some luckily dodged only to see several more beams coming at them.
“God’s dignity forbids provocation, God’s power cannot be resisted. Any existence that defies and profanes God shall be annihilated.”
Golden Scale TheMighty kept chanting. More and more ashen light beams shot out from the gray sun.
While the class Envoy of Misfortune could only be considered a support class, when it ranked up to an advanced realm, its ability and power would take a qualitative leap. Any attacks could be deployed with a simple wave of the hand by then. That was how it had been with the God of Misfortune’s illusion.
Successfully borrowing the power of the Nation, Golden Scale TheMighty turned the tables in one move and drove God Familia into a hopeless situation.