411 Ming Cult’s Counterattack (1/2)

Mistress Annihilation's words might have caused quite a commotion among the players, but the matter was soon forgotten during the few fights that happened subsequently.

More Ming Cult disciples appeared, but they could not withstand the suppression from an army that numbered to millions. They were swept aside as if they were nothing!

However, when the people entered deep into the mountains, practically all of the martial artists from all over the game who were in charge of serving as the vanguard died. Those who survived moved back.

Happy had taken the lead in a few charges, and his status in Mistress Annihilation's heart had risen. During the fights, Happy had also taken great care of the Emei Sect disciples. He tried his best to protect their lives, and they grew much closer to him than the group of elites. Every time they saw Happy return to the group, they would smile at him.

Mistress Annihilation even had Zhou Zhiruo bandage Happy's wounds and provide him with medicinal pills. Zhou Zhiruo did not dare to be negligent. She obediently and seriously completed the tasks her mistress asked her to do.

Whenever they saw that, Ancient Wind and the others would complain that life was unfair!

They were also ”inner sect disciples”, but the difference in treatment was too great.

However, when they asked about the accumulation of points, Happy said that he had accumulated a whopping seven hundred or so points, and the group of people instantly fell silent.

In just two hours, he had managed to kill more than seven hundred people, while Ancient Wind and the others had only killed at most around two hundred people.

It was no wonder then why Mistress Annihilation paid such great attention to him!

The other players did not say anything.

This sort of result stimulated many of the players' fighting spirit. Once they noticed that the kill count might affect the thoughts of the important characters in the story in regards to them, they no longer followed behind Emei Sect, but charged forward in a swarm. They wanted to get as many points as possible before Happy and the other elites.

That was the reason why numerous players charged up the Light Summit like a tidal wave.

The same situation would happen sooner or later in the groups of the other five system-allocated sects.

With a few charges in which they managed to sweep through the Ming Cult disciples like they were twigs, the groups from the six great system-allocated sects pushed forward by several miles without wasting too much of their strength. They continued heading up the mountain.

Ming Cult's disadvantage was completely revealed.

*****

”What the heck? Why are you still here?”

Many players moved forward at a languid pace while on the mountainside of Mount Huangshan. At that moment, many people from the back caught up to them. They said, ”The people in front are already almost at Light Summit? What are you doing? Thinking about going up there to clean up after them?”

Those people said nothing. Their expressions were calm.

Most of them did not believe that the quest would end with one side gaining a sweeping victory. After all, Ming Cult had also gathered quite a number of players on their side. Besides, the Ming Cult had no fewer elites than the six great system-allocated sects!

The people who had caught up did not say much. They just shook their heads and rushed forward.

It was only when they left and disappeared from their sights that the group of people who were left behind stopped warily. They looked around and one of them said, ”That bunch of fools are just charging forward to die.”

Once they finished speaking, that group of people's clothes suddenly changed at the same time.

They were dressed in black shirts and pants, and there was an emblem of holy fire sewn on their chests. They had changed from players to disciples of Ming Cult!

Everyone's expressions were cold, and their words were equally chilling. They no longer showed any facial expression.

”It's here,” someone said coldly.

The others looked at each other at a loss.

”We can't send messenger pigeons to each other, and if we log off, we'll lose our right to join the battle. We won't be able to log in within twenty-four hours.

”I reckon they're trying to prevent us from leaking news to the world outside.”

The same transformation happened in various spots on Mount Huangshan. Many players turned into Ming Cult disciples without any sound.

At the same time, some hidden stones and bushes were suddenly flipped over. NPCs with unique clothes leapt out with agility while holding weapons and shields in their hands. Without any sign, they pounced on the players who were close to them and whose guard was low.

The tigers had entered a herd of lambs!

Screams of pain rose and fell!

The ambush had caught many people off guard.

When the players prepared to counterattack, the unknown people crawled into burrows like rats and vanished. They only left behind a bunch of corpses on the ground.

The players instantly looked at each other at a loss and broke into a cold sweat.

”Everyone, be careful! They're from Great Earth Banner!”

”Gather together! Don't split up!”