My Players Are So Fierce

Hurley is dead.

He didn’t even manage to complete 40 kills before falling in the challenge of the sixth five-man team.

This result isn’t surprising, not just because the previous 25 brothers were crazy enough and strong enough.

They knew they were cannon fodder, and they didn’t complain, acting like a shadow priest gone mad, desperate to prove their DPS status before dying.

Anyway, with the help of “Partner in Crime: Final Drink and Last-Ditch Rage,” when Brother Cat and his four brothers stepped onto the challenge field, Lord Hurley’s ultra-long health bar had already been slashed to below 20%.

Hey, straight into the execution phase as soon as the battle starts!

All the hardships we’ve endured growing up from Transylvania are finally over.

When have we ever fought a rich battle like this?

What’s more, to not let down 25 sacrificial brothers, Brother Cat stepped onto the field wielding the Cold Night Blade.

He couldn’t fully activate the conditions to use this legendary blade due to his current stats, but it was sharp and sturdy enough to fend against the Vam Decapitator, a rare divine weapon of this stage.

With his battle skills already outstanding among players, only a weapon master like him could fight Hurley evenly.

After drinking the Final Drink and burning his life force, he could even gain the upper hand.

There’s really nothing more to say.

Similarly, as a Civilian Protection Officer warrior, four fierce fighters went all out, and before Brother Cat “burned himself to death,” Dog Paddle in the North of the Forest finally delivered a deadly blow, knocking Hurley to the ground.

The Grand Marshal attempted to struggle, but was beheaded by the raging Brother Cat with a single swing, his head flying amid splattering blood, signifying the official end of the Death Challenge.

After the Junior Warlord went down, his Jackalman guards became frenzied.

Ignoring Hurley’s contract with Murphy, they raised their weapons and charged, but in this final battle, over 600 players and the strongest group of Transylvanian NPCs, who had taken the opportunity to recover, were in no mood for leniency.

Especially when the players’ interfaces displayed the message “Death Challenge smoothly ended,” and the combat area restriction lifted, Lord Hether impatiently led his Forbidden Guards into the last group of Jackal-Man Elites, slaughtering them with round shields held high amidst a sea of corpses and blood.

In the ordinary world, the Golden One is not invincible.

In the fourth Black Disaster, there were more than once examples of the Golden One being worn out by Jackalmen.

But in this scene, to place Lord Hether in peril, the number of Jackal-Man Elite Barbarian Soldiers would need to be multiplied by ten or twenty times.

In short, as dawn approached, all of Whip-tail Clan’s elites were wiped out on this battlefield guarded by small players for eighteen days.

When the last Jackalman was brutally severed at the spine by Sister Pomegranate with a Spirit Machine Slash, the remaining players erupted into the most joyous cheers since the server began.

Though they had already proven in the Swamp Battle that even without NPC intervention, they could stand their ground on this continent, this insane challenge contest announced that players were already qualified for big deeds!

They were well-prepared to step out of the cradle of Transylvania, carrying the expectations and hopes of Sir Morphy and the Grand Duke of Triss, marching proudly into the Black Disaster and the entire continent.

They would write their own legend!

There’s no doubt about that anymore.

“Send word to our wavering brothers in the guild!”

Chen Long, the PVP fanatic, sitting on a Jackalman corpse, said breathlessly while rubbing his aching, numb arm to Piggy, who was bandaging him:

“Tell them to fill out the application immediately!

The four of us have confirmed it, there’s great potential here.

It’s way more exciting than other similar games, have the brothers come quickly, we’ve already fallen behind many of the big guilds.

Others have begun capturing outposts; we must catch up quickly!

The Black Disaster DLC is our best chance to catch up.

There will always be challenges in this chaotic land, and the best part is, this game’s PVE content is even more thrilling than damn PVP.

The combat AI of these monsters is as good as real people, this is paradise for warriors like us!”

“Mmm, mmm, mmm.”

Piggy had no objections.

He now wore a proud expression.

Eighteen days ago, he was a newbie to the game, but now, he was a level 18 Black Iron big shot.

Now tell me, is this leveling speed fast or what?

Meanwhile, among the crowd, the “Three Bros Slacking” were also whispering; they were members of the Happy Stick’s third group.

But when Stick Brother and the Commanders decided to aid Lord Qin despite their defeat, these three were deployed as elites to the battlefield, lucky to have survived till the end.

Paid Slacking was saying to his two brothers:

“I’ve decided!

Once we log off, I’m going to write a report and submit it to the higher-ups.

This is the best place for training troops!

Where can you find a real combat environment like this in reality?”

“Don’t be silly, our side has gone beyond the stage of valuing individual bravery.”

Paid Fish-Eating, holding a Commander-level alien race war blade “dropped” from the Elite Jackalman Junior Marshal, was lovingly caressing the good equipment he’d been lucky to get as he scoffed: