Chapter 318 – The New Evil God (1/2)

“Rosethorn, what do you mean by this?”

At the entrance to the underground dungeon of the Evil God Temple, two parties were having a confrontation.

One party consisted of emergency troops assembled by Invincible East and Fierce Tiger DashingDownhill after they died back to the city, while the other was a group of several hundred players led by the Ice Rose Alliance.

Invincible East wanted to enter the dungeon again but the Ice Rose Alliance was tightly blocking the entrance. The two parties had been in a deadlock for a while.

“Nothing. Since you were already eliminated, you’re not qualified to enter again.” Rosethorn didn’t speak. A player next to her replied in her stead.

Fatty would have recognized this player right under whose nose he stole the Woodwalk book from – River Scholar, the guild master of River Alliance of Azure Dragon City.

Judging from the badges on their chests, the party led by the Ice Rose Alliance wasn’t composed of members from just one guild, but four or so guilds. It was curious how they had decided to group up.

“Cut the crap! If they’re not making way, we’ll fight our way in!” Fierce Tiger DashingDownhill shrieked and immediately attacked. He was extremely anxious at the thought that everything inside had already been robbed clean and there was not even a bit of soup left for them.

“Invincible East, Fierce Tiger DashingDownhill, Blood Rakkhasa have all died once. There’s only FlyingEagle left. Moreover, no one from God Familia has returned, they’re probably somewhere around.”

“While they promised not to interfere in the affairs here, we can’t relax vigilance just in case they’d sneak attack us.”

“I didn’t think it could attract so many guilds here. Just perfect, we can’t wipe them all out.”

“We should hurry. Invincible East and the others have arrived. They are already fighting with the Ice Rose team.”

Walking out from the Teleportation Portal, the newcomers thoroughly analyzed the situation. Unbeknownst to them, God Familia in Stealth not far away from the portal heard their conversation clearly.

“So they are our hirer. It seems it’s not just revenge they want. What are they plotting?” HeadofGod had some doubts. However, it had nothing to do with God Familia no matter what those people were planning, so he didn’t take it to heart.

At the moment, the battle royale in the field was in its most heated with occasional flashes of white light. In just half an hour, the amount of players that died to their kind was far more than that who died to the Brave Warriors.

“Kill! Kill ‘em all!!”

“The Evil God’s armor is mine! Don’t even dream about it!”

“Quick! Grab that wrist band!”

For the equipment, all eyes were blood red in madness. As long as someone not from the same guild entered their sight, they’d instantly threw skills over. Raising their staves, the priests had turned their backs on healing and instead were releasing offensive skills.

While some players spotted the newcomers, they only secretly put up their guard as none had the heart to care more when they were already entangled in this mess.

The new group walked to the edge of the battle and leisurely lined up into a formation. Then, they aimed their weapons right at the players fighting in the chaos.

“Ready, attack,” The leader indifferently ordered. Over a hundred attacks flagrantly fell and killed dozens of people.

“What are you doing?!”

The abrupt event terrified all of the guild players, who quickly retreated into their small groups. As Eagle Fortress was closest to the edge, FlyingEagle stepped out to question the assaulters.

“Idiot,” HeadofGod quietly scolded.

Sure enough, a fireball shot out and struck FlyingEagle. With a scream, he burned into ashes before turning into a white light and flying back to the city.

The Evil God’s wrist band that used to be on his wrist fell with a clank, drawing the attention of all players.

However, no one dared to move at this moment. The new group had just made it clear they wanted to kill everyone and claimed the whole Evil Costume set to themselves. That was naturally not welcomed.

“Kill! Let’s take good care of these bastard first and then we can split the Evil equipment.”

The crowd boiled emotionally. There were still around a hundred players of the original guilds. While this number was only half as many as the new group, they won in momentum after having fought madly for quite a while.

Various skills lit up the gloomy space as the two sides attacked with all their might. Rare skills that were hardly seen on a normal day or never heard of before – Space Chains, Ice Wheel Dance, Death Stare… – appeared one after another. This was an eye-opener for God Familia who enjoyed the show with nonstop exclamations.

While the situation on the battlefield grew more intense with time, it was absolute silence where Fatty stood.