My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2747 -916: Drowning in Midnight (Part 2)

He said:

“Don’t fantasize about committing such evils on our land and dreaming of leaving unscathed! That’s the rule here, you can do evil, but you have to bear the consequences.

Speak!

Plead or provoke, shout out your thoughts at this moment, but it won’t change your fate.”

Silver Wolf did not respond.

She was busy expelling the meaningless divine power of the pathetic Evil God from her body,

Damn strengthening!

After receiving such power, I almost got punched to death by Murphy!

No wonder Huggesen abandoned you…

A ridiculous and pathetic god!

In this desperate situation where you need to explode with 200% power just to have a chance of survival, taking on such a fatal state to fight the enemy is simply courting death.

What can the Master of Hunting say to this?

He was in his Divine Kingdom cursing Murphy, the freak, madly, and cursing the creator who left this world many years ago.

Why did you have to leave behind such a bastard who makes everyone uncomfortable when you left?

But just like Murphy’s initial attitude toward curses, if they really worked, vampires would have been wiped out hundreds of years ago, curses… pfft! Only cowards use them.

Seeing Silver Wolf unwilling to provide any constructive opinion on the death looming over her, Murphy made a regretful expression, then advanced with the War Marshal Power Armor, holding the Crimson Witch Chainsaw Sword, ready to send this guy off for the last time.

But fate is indeed strange.

This War Marshal Power Armor was developed a thousand years ago to deal with potential conflicts with Demigods during Star Realm colonization, but unfortunately, it never had the chance for a real combat test before the destruction of the Eden District. Yet, over a thousand years later, in this medieval fantasy world, this weapon of destruction, with a technological content as high as the Dubai Tower, truly started its real combat.

To this, Murphy had nothing to say.

The past is past; it only needs to be cherished in beautiful memories and is not worth pursuing. Living in the present is always the most important; those who don’t even want to live well now have no right to plan and expect the future, right?

“Buzz”

The brutal chainsaw sword roared and collided with Silver Wolf’s claws for the first time. Unfortunately, this brutal weapon couldn’t break through, being fundamentally a mortal weapon; how could it harm an ultimate creature just a step away from divinity?

But the problem is, this sword is just a disguise.

Murphy never hoped to achieve victory with this sword; his real killer move was the “Destruction Combo” reactivated with powerful heavy punches. At the moment when Silver Wolf’s claws and Murphy’s chainsaw sword sparked in the bloody rain, the Siege Hammer Component activated, and in the explosive roar of the power pressurizing device, the clenched Iron Fist ejected origin steel-crafted spikes like a volcanic eruption, taking only four punches to make Silver Wolf retreat with a wail.

Creatures like wolves do not attribute much to strength. In the absence of gaining a direct advantage, their flexible footwork being constrained, and their brutal lethality only leaving scratches on the surface of the War Marshal Power Armor, Silver Wolf’s defeat was already sealed.

“Coordinate, Mannis.”

As Murphy advanced in pursuit, he said through the mental link to the Endless One, who was watching the spectacle eagerly:

“When I ask you to stop time, stop it. How long can you restrain Silver Wolf?”

“Ha? Although it pleases Lord Mannis greatly that you think so highly of me, unfortunately, your regard cannot change my current lousy condition.”

The Endless One said regretfully:

“Two seconds at most, no longer, but if my seal could be lifted…”

“Don’t rush it, it’s being looked into. Two seconds it is, how long can I really expect you, this pitiful fastboy, to hold out?”

Murphy responded, fists striking out again.

This time, the left hand’s heavy punch opened its five fingers to grab Silver Wolf’s central head ear, while the right hand slammed down continuously, tearing off a bloody wolf ear amidst Helsun’s frenzied claw struggle. The terrible pain made Silver Wolf raise her two heads and spew a freezing cold stream at the Power Armor in front.

She wanted to freeze this weapon of destruction.

But the shimmering on the outer layer of the energy matrix indicated that the original designers had already considered energy protection. Murphy swung his fists forward, tearing through the frigid breath, and with a triple rising dragon punch, sent the massive Silver Wolf from the ground into the air, where she was seized by the Golden Ones who came up to assist with the assault.

Biting her lip but pale-faced, even Shani dragged her broken left arm forward to stab a few times; it seemed more like venting her own grievances suffered today than assisting.

Of course, in this scene where the allied BOSSes gang up on a world BOSS without any regard for martial ethics, how could there be a lack of opportunistic small players?

Even though they knew full well their power levels could not effectively harm a creature of Silver Wolf’s caliber, the previous attempts by the Artist Squad proved that Silver Wolf lying there allowed them to attack without breaking through, but that didn’t stop the small players from joining in to leave a mark and score an assist.

A few heavy cannons dragged out from the frozen ruins were set up. Under the command of the Three Fish Brothers, the last group of Loyal Hymn Group players adjusted their positions and fall points. As Silver Wolf was painfully driven back by a massive multi-blade wind attack forcing the other BOSSes to retreat, the players cheered and fired, letting the heavy shells crash onto the blood-soaked giant wolf amidst roaring sounds.