The Great Thief

“It’s obvious that Lu Li’s not easy to deal with,” Dream 13 angrily said, “But just because it’s not easy doesn’t mean we don’t deal with it. Or should we just throw in the towel and let all those gold coins go to waste?”

“That’s not what I meant. Don’t get so upset with me,” Elevenless munbled.

“You’re scared, aren’t you?” Dream 13 asked as he squinted towards him.

“Me? Scared?” Elevenless responded incredulously as he pointed at himself in disbelief.

Dream 13 noddled solemnly.

“I’m not a pussy!” Elevenless cried out with rage. “I was just worried you were underestimating your opponent. Even though every time I’ve been beaten to death by Lu Li, I’ve never been scared of him! Today is the day I butcher him.”

“That’s a must!” Dream 13 thought his pre-battle mobilization was rather successful.

Hence, both sides filed into the Stronghold map to begin the battle.

At this time, Grey Valley had become a towering city. After all, it was reinforced in various forms by the professional players of Ruling Sword every day.

It was more solid than the Black Sea Coast.

Not to mention, the lush vegetation surrounding them could turn into endless numbers of small tree-people and take part in the battle. The recalled descriptions of those who fought last already made some people shiver like small quails.

This was a game. They weren’t afraid of death. They were afraid of the fear that would overwhelm and bury you.

There was a type of fear in this world called trypophobia.

The arrow tower was easy to push down. If there was no to defend them, the city walls could actually collapse. Unfortunately, the Stronghold’s wall couldn’t possibly be unprotected.

The arrow tower indeed did not have anyone guarding it, so the Wings of Dawn easily advanced past two of them.

“Why won’t they defend the arrow towers? The damage of arrow towers is still quite high,” one Wings of Dawn player who controlled the war chariot commented.

“They’re quite confident, so they don’t use stalling tactics,” Dream 13 sighed. This act in itself was rather contemptuous. No one liked being looked down upon. Dream 13 also felt anger, but more so shame.

Even though he had never lost confidence, he understood the gap between his own guild and Ruling Sword, especially when it came to this field of attack and defence.

“I heard that in the future they won’t be as strict in the selection of players as it is now. Plus, the number of vehicles will also decrease, so it’ll be easier to attack Strongholds.”

Elevenless was always up to date with the news; he was a professional player after all. His circle liked to share news, or in other words, some people always couldn’t hold in information.

“Unfortunately, that doesn’t apply now,” Dream 13 sighed.

They advanced to the foot of the city.

A head, like a growing flower, popped out from the top of the building.

“You guys are so slow,” Wandering chided. “Why is it your club this time? It’s no fun at all!”

That look was wounding. Elevenless and Dream 13 nearly went up to bash him.

“If you’ve got guts, then come out and fight! Have you already forgotten your name just after a few battles?”

“Why should I go out and fight with you guys? If you’re so good, why don’t you come in? FYI my surname is Liu. You better remember it.”

Wandering remained very self-satisfied, as if it was some amazing feat to remember what his name was.

“Liu Jinzhu…” Elevenless said as he grinned and looked up, “My primary school friend was call Liu Jinzhu. He was better looking than you are.”

“How dare you!” Wandering was stunned at first, then angrily shouted towards the sky, “Kill him! Kill all of them!”

“Do you think he’ll jump down because he’s so angry?”

Dream 13 felt relieved of his anger. He hated people like Wandering – men with good looks. Yet, he didn’t become a prostitute, which was a waste.

“I do hope he’ll jump down. I’ll take all the equipment on him.”

Elevenless watched Wandering jump up and down up there, cursing in all sorts of ways. He did seem a bit agitated. Why would such a pretty person speak in such a rough, unrefined manner and curse such terrible words?

As such, he began to swear back with all sorts of curse words.

Dream 13 also joined in when he saw his mate on the weaker side.

A player from the Wings of Dawn couldn’t bear this going on any longer.

“Dream 13, are we here to attack the city or here to have a cursing battle? The three of you look like shrill housewives.”

“Um…” Elevenless and Dream 13 looked at each other. They both felt a tad awkward.

They could not believe they were angered to this extent by a punk like Wandering. It could only be said that Wandering was truly so terrible that you would want to kill him as long as you were human.

If the girl you liked was love-struck whenever they laid eyes on him, to the extent that their phone screen was of him, wouldn’t you hate him or want to kill him?

“Oi! How come you’re not cursing anymore? You tired?” Wandering shouted back at them, looking surprised by the lack of response.

“Start attacking,” Dream 13 commanded with a wave his hand. All sorts of cannons began aiming towards Wandering. Everything was aiming towards him in the hope that they could kill him.

“I’m guessing you’ll soon be cursing again,” Wandering said as he raised his shield. “Children, exterminate them!”

Suddenly, a shadow shrouded over the members of the Wings of Dawn.

Elevenless raised his head in fear and saw the skill coming straight at him. when he looked around, he nearly shouted out.

They were surrounded!

“Screw you Wandering! How dare you cheat!” Dream 13 yelled after he also realised what had happened.

“Hehe that’s right, let’s continue.”

Such a handsome and beautiful person loved to curse, but no one had spared a thought to care about him in this moment.

The city walls of Ruling Sword only had Wandering on his own. Everyone else was underneath lying in ambush.

As they were cursing, Lu Li had taken people from both sides and made a sudden attack. The Wings of Dawn were caught unexpectedly.

Both sides had about the same number of people. One party had a plan beforehand, while the other one was caught unexpectedly. Plus, the people of Wings of Dawn had to protect their war chariot, so their fighting capacity was affected. They had no alternative but to let some people protect the chariot and retreat, while the others were entangled with holding up the pursuing troops.

Wandering continued to shout from up on the city walls.

“They’re running away! Get them! Get them!”

The people on the chariot ran even faster, while those who remained felt even more selfless and ready to sacrifice themselves.

They could not let the war chariot be destroyed, because if it was destroyed, then there was no further hope.

However, if you looked from Wandering’s perspective, you would find that no one from Ruling Sword was actually chasing them to destroy the chariot. They usually operated as three-man teams and would aim to attack one target. This would quickly kill off a large portion of those who remained.

By the time that those who escaped with the war chariot were at a safe distance, Ruling Sword had already killed off over 30 people from the Wings of Dawn.

In fact, Ruling Swords’ target had always been the Murderous Explosive Equipment. The war chariot was never the actual target.