My Players Are So Fierce

1412: 476.

Lame Claw and its “King of Bone Biting”_2

1412: 476.

Lame Claw and its “King of Bone Biting”_2

“Quick!

Go round up the brothers to log in!

The student gangs are probably going to break through the Wizard Tower today, and once that tower falls, the town’s Spiritual Energy defense will collapse.

The big offensive is upon us!

Tell the brothers to arm themselves, get ready to charge in and slaughter those Wolf People!

Not a single one of those dog bastards that have tormented us for a month can be spared!”

“Ow, got it.”

The Giant Shark didn’t understand the reason for Stick Brother’s decision, but he immediately followed the order like the finest Soldier, flipping over to dart down from his position, and soon after, a hoarse voice rose among them.

On the northern defensive line, Orchid, who was hoisted into the air by Sister Pomegranate and Little Wei Ming holding her arms, looked at the approaching behemoth in the distance.

A shimmering light danced in her beautiful eyes as the final piece of her mental puzzle clicked into place.

“So it’s that…

The Legendary Swamp Giant Snake!

The mythical creature from legends, the powerful third party hidden in this Shadow of the Swamp incident, the third contingency strategy set by the development team in advance.

I can’t believe it actually exists…

No!

It’s always been there!

It’s just that I haven’t truly adapted to this magical land, relegating it to myth as those in our Shan Hai Jing.

I haven’t completely switched over my thinking yet, but these young people have learned to think and solve problems with the mindset of this land.

Alas, I really am old, my thinking has become rigid.”

“It’s not your fault.”

Sister Pomegranate said with a sigh:

“We didn’t think about leveraging external forces either, and even if you did, we wouldn’t be able to implement it; only you and Little Wei Ming can fly among us.

Just the two of us could never bypass the plague town’s defenses from the sky like the student party did, let alone pull off such a difficult ‘midair relay.’

This something only their all-vampire group can do; it’s a racial advantage.”

“Don’t make excuses for me, Little Pomegranate.

A loss is a loss, and at over thirty I can afford to lose.”

“Lady Shui” revealed a smile.

She said softly:

“However, this isn’t a big deal, because as it turns out, we’ve achieved the outcome the developers wanted to see: that we could solve thorny problems with our ‘otherworldly wisdom’ without the need for powerful NPC intervention.

Pomegranate, in the game of wits between players and developers, we won.

Won fair and square!

Now get all the members of the southern front line to log in!

Prepare to step into the plague town for the final assault, and get the solo players armed too.

Such a moment of significance must give everyone a strong sense of involvement.”

“You really do plan to use them as cannon fodder, huh?”

Sister Pomegranate teased:

“With the strength of the raid’s enemies here, it’s just sending newbies to their deaths.”

“But becoming cannon fodder is a necessary step towards becoming stronger, isn’t it?

Who hasn’t gone through this phase?”

“Lady Shui” let out a hearty laugh, saying:

“Let’s proceed with this!

If all goes well, by midnight, we’ll have completed the raid of the plague town, and the student party will rightfully enter the first edition of the Hall of Fame.

This great accomplishment cannot be erased; they have taught a good lesson to those of us who consider ourselves wise.

This Continent has its own set of rules.”

—

Despite “Lady Shui’s” high praise for the student party, it couldn’t change the dire situation that the last two members of the student party were facing.

They set out as six, but four died along the way.

Though the Swamp Giant Snake’s movement speed indeed couldn’t keep up with the vampires’ flying speed, damn it, Ningkinanka could teleport!

In the swamp terrain, after certain intervals, the Legendary Serpent would teleport right next to the player carrying the giant egg, then unleash its racial talents of mass blinding, followed by Earthquake Skill and War Stomp in a smooth combo.

That round of attacks could knock down even Black Iron newbies, let alone Silver rankers.

That ridiculously AOEd “Gemstone Blindness” with its accompanying blindness and confusion effects couldn’t be dodged.

That was Ningkinanka’s racial talent, likely a legendary special ability, or else even Sir Morphy behind them, had he not been far enough away, would have almost been blinded.

“Fuck, I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die!”

Gebao, who was frantically flying towards the north side of the plague town with the giant egg on his back, sensed that something was off.

He was constantly timing the countdown, and Ningkinanka’s teleportation CD was about to be up.

Although the plague town was close by, it was highly likely that he wouldn’t make it.

It was a pity not to witness the defeat of the plague town by players firsthand, but at the moment, there was no time to worry about that.

Gebao did a nimble roll in the air and snatched off the “vest” that strapped the giant egg to his back and threw it towards Cheche in the front.

He shouted:

“Remember!

Cheche!

Throw it into the Wizard Tower!

Everything depends on you now!”

“Mission guaranteed to be accomplished!”

Cheche caught the egg-carrying vest and strapped it onto his back.

He folded his wings and accelerated in a burst to break away from the zone of imminent destruction.

Seconds later, the anticipated teleportation of the Swamp Giant Snake’s muddy flash arrives.

That massive, hill-like body eerily disappeared from its spot and reappeared beneath the blindfolded Good Pigeon awaiting death in mid-air.

Gebao played it artistic this time.

Facing the Giant Snake’s glaring eyes, Gebao hovered in front of Ningkinanka’s ugly-cute head, spreading his wings wide while stretching his arms in an embracing gesture.