Chapter 404 – Might of a Divine Artifac (2/2)
“That’s right, we have a Divine artifact. We can kill him with it, even if we lose Sky City.” The guild masters raised their spirits.
There were countless players in the game, so it was impossible for Fatty to be the only one with good luck. SaintPetertheGreat took out a hammer from his inventory, it was round-shape, half-a-meter wide hammerhead with a handle one meter long. It looked like it was made of bronze, with rust stains all over and thin cracks in some places, seemingly quite ancient.
Seeing this equipment, the eyes of the other guild masters glowed with greed.
The Hammer of Thor, Divine artifact of the Thunder God, was obtained by SaintPetertheGreat in Storm City. Despite the damage it had suffered over its history that resulted in it to issue only three attacks before complete ruin, it was still an authentic Divine artifact.
“After we take over Sky City, I want a big piece of the pie,” said SaintPetertheGreat with gnashed teeth.
“Good.” Without the slightest hesitation, the other leaders all agreed.
“What are they doing now?” The resurrected players trapped at the respawn point didn’t dare to move while the lucky survivors quickly withdrew from Sky City. Fatty looked at the group of leaders gathered below, puzzled.
Raising the Hammer of Thor above his head, SaintPetertheGreat murmured something and the hammer glowed with a faint white light. Then, with a thunderclap, a storm suddenly raged in the sky and lightning bolts struck down with even greater momentum than Fatty’s spell just now.
“I smell a Divine artifact.” Lucas suddenly opened his eyes, his face serious. “The other party has launched an additional forbidden spell attached to a Divine artifact. This is a very powerful artifact.”
“His grandma! Still not stopping?!”
Looking up at the thunder rolling in the sky and then down at Lucas's solemn expression, it was clear that this magic was not simple at all. Even the Thunderstorm Formation jointly launched by thousands of magic towers in Sky City could not call out so much thunder.
“I wonder if this one can kill a Divine beast too.” Fatty suddenly laughed evilly.
After brewing for half a day, the thunderclouds in the sky condensed into the figure of a burly man over 10 kilometers high, wearing heavy armor and wrapped in purple lightning. The burly man held a sledgehammer not inferior to his own height. When he appeared, his eyes swept down at Sky City, before he swung the sledgehammer up and violently smashed it down.
Rumble!
A bolt flashed across the sky, connecting the heavens and earth, almost ripping space.
“Phoeny, it's your turn!” Ignoring the sledgehammer falling down from the sky, Fatty shouted at the Fire Phoenix.
In a corner of Sky City, in the canopy that covered the area of thousands of meters of the paulownia tree, the Fire Phoenix smacked its wings angrily and reluctantly opened its eyes.
“Oi you! Don’t you know that for a girl, lack of sleep would affect her skin?” grumbled the Fire Phoenix. Poking its head out of its nest and looking up at the sky, it immediately screamed, “Goddamn Thunder God, how dare you still f*cking appear in front of me?!”
The languor on the phoenix’s face was immediately swept away. Burning flames arose from its feathers and as its wings spread, the Fire Phoenix shot out of the nest. During the flight, it extended a talon and a peculiar-looking scepter appeared to meet the Hammer of Thor that was swinging down.
Boom!
When the scepter collided with the sledgehammer, the Fire Phoenix let out a wretched shriek and its flying momentum came to an abrupt end. Then, its body dropped and crashed onto Holy Spirit Island. The island trembled slightly and fell heavily on Sky City. In a series of rumbles from the whole city, a large patch of buildings crumbled.
“Damn it, Phoeny, you! All your benefits in the city will be canceled for the next year.” Fatty flew into a towering rage, loathing the fact that he couldn’t pluck clean the other’s feathers.
“Ah?! I'm fighting for you, and you want to withhold my benefits? You mean, stingy, stingy city lord!” The Fire Phoenix screamed even more shrilly than when it had collided with the sledgehammer just now, one of its wings repeatedly slapped against Holy Spirit Island. With a rumble, all the remaining buildings on Holy Spirit Island collapsed.
“Fire Phoenix, it’s the Fire Phoenix! Damn it! Money Grubber took its fire magic book, why didn’t it deal with him and is helping him instead?” SaintPetertheGreat seemed to have a layer of ice on his face. Seeing the figure of the Thunder God in the sky gradually dissipating, he gritted his teeth and recited the spell again.
“Guys, stop hiding your cards now, otherwise, if so many guilds are driven back by a lone man, we might as well stop playing this game altogether,” Purple Rose coldly said.
A green bow appeared in her hand, obviously of Celestial tier. However, the people present didn’t pay attention to the bow but rested their eyes on the arrow on it.
“Arrow of Despair, Divine artifact, consumable, 3 million damage, can lock on the opponent.” As Purple Rose introduced this long arrow, all the guild masters, including SaintPetertheGreat, gasped with shock in their eyes.