Chapter 316 – Evil Costume Se (1/2)

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FlyingEagle apparently realized this as well. He organized several more rounds of attacks until, in a collective bombardment, the gray screen crumbled and the Brave Warrior’s health dropped by a chunk.

“On my order, attack all together, now!” The result brought back confidence in FlyingEagle. He immediately had everyone attack together.

It got much easier when one had experience. Less than twenty minutes later, the Brave Warrior was killed by the Eagle Fortress group and dropped an item.

It was a weird piece of equipment, glossy-black and irregular in shape, which seemed to be one in a pair of wrist guards. Moreover, FlyingEagle couldn’t put it in his inventory.

“It’s undoubtedly something good, maybe a key object to inheriting the Evil God’s legacy even,” BlackEagle craned his head over and commented.

FlyingEagle nodded. Tightly clutching the object, he shouted an order to continue attacking.

By now, each of the other four teams had also killed a Brave Warrior and gained an unstorable item. Predictably, the guild masters all held their items firmly like a precious treasure.

The Brave Warriors here were a bit strange. When a Brave Warrior fought with the player, the rest acted like they didn’t care at all, not a single one stepped out to help. When the players successfully killed a Brave Warrior, the others still knelt there and prayed devoutly.

“Great, this means we can get to the altar after spending some time to kill them all.” BlackEagle laughed out loud and rushed to attack another Brave Warrior nearest to them.

Instantly, this Brave Warrior grabbed his weapon and stood up, charging at BlackEagle with an angry face.

At the same time, another Brave Warrior not far away also stood up and slashed with his weapon.

Overwhelming evil miasma accompanied by ghostly, blood-curdling screams descended upon BlackEagle. He shuddered in fright, wanting to dodge, but suddenly realized that the surroundings had gone completely quietly still. His teammates were frozen in various postures: drawing their bows, chanting spells, casting skills… Everything was like a paused scene in a movie.

A special skill unique to the Brave Warriors of the Evil God – Quiescence.

Poof.

The gleaming blade sliced through BlackEagle, cutting him in half.

“BlackEagle!!” The furious FlyingEagle roared as he dashed over and hacked his sword at the Brave Warrior, right after which he quickly moved back. He didn’t know what the opponent’s skill was, but he could tell something was off when seeing BlackEagle suddenly become motionless.

“Great skill!” Fatty’s eyes shone brightly. It was a pity that this skill didn’t belong to the category of elements, otherwise, he would have tried Replica on it.

“There was a flash of black light before the skill took effect. After the target was hit, all actions were stopped. The gap is not more than one second and is also the only chance to dodge the skill.” HeadofGod’s eyes gleamed. He actually saw through the skill in the mere seconds it was cast.

The inexplicable loss of a capable subordinate greatly irritated FlyingEagle. He grew even more cautious for fear of dying a vain death like BlackEagle.

The team was flustered facing two Brave Warriors together. When they block one, they’d be hit by the other’s attack. After paying three more lives, Eagle Fortress finally slew the two Brave Warriors.

“Everyone be careful, and do not randomly attack.” FlyingEagle spent some time to stabilize his mind before he ordered his members to attack the nearest Brave Warrior to pull him over.

“Did you guys see anything?” HeadofGod asked.

“If there’s a problem, that’d be the Brave Warriors who take the initiative to attack would drop one of those strange items, while the ones who are pulled out don’t drop anything,” TheFugitive said after some pondering.

“Maybe this has something to do with the legacy?”

“Not necessarily. Nothing is certain until the end.”

FlyingEagle was unspeakably bitter right now. On the occasions when only one Brave Warrior came out, they could easily take care of it. However, there were times when two or three came together and beat them into a sorry state, resulting in the loss of team members.

In the beginning, there had been only over twenty players of the Eagle Fortress guild entering this altar space. Now that they were dying one at a time like this, FlyingEagle could feel his heart bleeding.

None of the guilds here were weak, and none had less than ten thousand members. However, only a few hundred could reach 10,000 Reputation points and were qualified to teleport to the Imperial Capital. When setting out, FlyingEagle had roughly 200 people with him, but the majority died after entering the temple, especially in that long passage.

Compared to the Eagle Fortress, the other guilds weren’t much better off. One team accidentally provoked five Brave Warriors at once, amongst which there was even an evil sacrificer. With this sacrificer’s aid, the other four Brave Warriors spent less than half an hour to completely wipe out over thirty players of that team.

At the sight of this, the others’ hearts turned cold.

This is no legacy, this is clearly a bait to lure people to their death!

“It’s indeed clearer from a bystander’s point of view. While the Brave Warriors are many, the majority won’t initiate attacks, and only the minor portion who attack players that approach them will drop those strange items.”

Watching the other groups fight from the side, Fatty and his friends quickly came to this conclusion.

“Which means, as long as we don’t deliberately provoke them, we might have a good chance to reach the altar?” HeadofGod confirmed.