My Players Are So Fierce

489: 169.

Damn!

Has the team battle in this ghost game always been this exciting?

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489: 169.

Damn!

Has the team battle in this ghost game always been this exciting?

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A few minutes later, reports from the frontlines resonated in the large Calculating Pearl held by the high-ranking Psychic.

The female Psychic who was the overall commander nodded her satisfaction.

She gave an order:

“Instantly activate a large-scale psychic detection skill, I need to constantly keep track of the witch hunters’ movements!”

“We cannot activate it, Lady Beili!”

The first squadron leader responded with a hint of anger:

“The Exploration Corps have activated a tactical psychic interference and blockade array within their fortress.

As a result of the existing arrays, we are simply not able to carry out any large-scale psychic detection of the battlefield.

They publicly claim that they are capturing vampire spies within the fortress and rudely reject our reasonable cooperation proposals.

The psychics that we sent for discussions, are even being detained in their camp on the grounds of ‘obstruction of military affairs’.”

“These damn soldiers!”

The high-ranking psychic named “Beili” clenched her fist in anger, but as a Psychic, she quickly adjusted her mood and commanded:

“Continue cleansing the witch hunter Scouts.

Order the second, third, fourth squadrons to scatter and form an encircling net.

Release the psychic Cavalry for a hunt!

We must not allow the main force of the White Oak Battle Group to pass through the ambush area!

The Masters of Shaping Energy have ordered us to extinguish all these foul beings affiliated with the Subspace at this place!

We cannot let the Circle Tower be disappointed!”

“Understood!

Ma’am.”

The squadron leader upfront accepted the order without hesitation, while Jasmine turned to the four high-ranking Psychics behind her and said:

“We should also disperse and take responsibility for zones 1-5.

On the authority delegated by the Shaping Energy Master, I permit you to employ corps-level psychic skills!

Start the operation now!

Before dawn arrives, we must ensure that the foul name of the ‘White Oak Battle Group’ is buried in the pages of history!”

Simultaneously, as the Circle Tower’s Psychic started moving, a group of nine elite small players led by Happy Stick had already bypassed the Psychic Hunters’ positions from the side.

The annihilation of a five-team squad was their handiwork.

This team included five well-equipped Black Iron Ranked players, as well as Lumina, who could sing songs to add BUFF, and Little Wei Ming, a violent character who wielded the “Iron Hammer Guard”.

It was no challenge for them to quickly wipe out a squad of new soldiers.

“Bull Bull is just ahead!

His relative coordinates indicate that we can make it in at most seven minutes.

However, it seems like the enemy has split up, which is actually quite troubling.”

Happy Stick lay on the galloping horse’s back and said in the group channel:

“It’s evidently a surrounding tactic, but the Psychic Hunters, despite being outnumbered, still dare to surround the White Oak witch hunters, who number thrice their strength.

They must have something up their sleeves.”

“Enemy ahead!”

The Hunter, Little Wei Ming, from the nine-man squad suddenly shouted.

Happy Stick turned around in surprise and looked at the short-man whose riding skills were much better than his own.

He said in a strange tone:

“I know the Hunter has a high Perception, but your detection outside of the normal field of vision…

Isn’t that a bit outrageous?”

“Nonsense!

Look up!”

Little Wei Ming pointed at the sky.

Everyone looked up.

A semi-transparent Blood-Drinking Spirit Vulture was hovering above their heads, constantly making crow-like noises.

They all recognized this bird; Sir Morphy had sent his pet bird, Reveno, to guide them.

Sir Morphy was truly gentle and considerate.

“Don’t dismount, charge directly!”

Happy Stick glanced at the relative coordinates on the psychic Pearl.

He grabbed a family battle spear from the horse’s carry bag, put it under his arm like a charging knight in the films, and shouted at the others:

“Time is money, brothers!

Cavalry, charge!”

“Ha, charge!”

Three Tiger Leopard Rider brothers who had passed the Black Iron Trial immediately shouted loudly.

These passionate men picked up their heavy swords, big axes, and battle knives, followed behind Happy Stick and formed a four-man charging unit.

The five people behind also picked up their firearms and aimed with all their might.

This was the first cavalry battle for them and all the other small players, but none of them showed any fear.

Lumina, riding on Sister Pomegranate’s gargoyle vehicle, wasn’t idle either.

The Bard drew a few cheerful notes from her elven flute and cast a “Song of Concealment” BUFF that she had just learned on everyone.

It lasted only 15 seconds, but it was completely enough.

By the seventh second of the horse’s acceleration, a five-man Psychic Hunter squad on patrol appeared under the undulations of the small hill ahead.

They didn’t at all anticipate the enemies coming from behind.

By the time they heard the heavy hoofbeats, it was already too late to defend themselves.

All they could do was pull out their weapons and turn to face the enemy.

However, the moment they clashed, three of them were knocked flying by Happy Stick’s four-man charging unit.

The remaining one had his skull smashed open by Little Wei Ming with the Iron Hammer Guard in his hand.

After the low gunshot of the Trench gun loaded with Dragon Breath Bullet echoed, the burning corpse miserably fell off the horse.

The last one was beheaded by Brother Cat with the Psychic Poison Blade called “Ambition and Dream” as he sped past on his horse.

“Still sharp as ever, Brother Cat!”

Happy Stick turned his head and gave Brother Cat a thumbs up.

However, the latter had no time to respond to his brother’s praise.

Even though he was a seasoned player, at this moment his heart was beating wildly.

He didn’t feel much when they were killing ghouls in the sewers earlier, but facing and mercilessly killing human-like beings now, Brother Cat had a thousand words in his heart but could only sum them up in one sentence: