Chapter 866: The Deep Sea King Strikes Again! Holding the Line
Chapter 866: The Deep Sea King Strikes Again! Holding the Line
"Boom!!!" In the next moment, the golden deep sea king, wearing a Silver Saint Cloth of Earth-grade quality, landed a punch on the chest of a disciple from the Nine Great Holy Grounds.
"Splurt!" The disciple spat out blood on the spot, gravely injured by the single blow.
"???" The other disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds were utterly shocked.
What the heck just happened? Why would a sea tribe...
Actually wear a set of Earth-grade equipment?
Then, in the following moment, the other deep sea kings took out astonishing items!
"Shanzhai Six Paths Staff!"
"Demon Blood Psychic AK!"
"Shanzhai Ashbringer!"
...
Each of these deep sea kings presented strange weapons that the disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds had never seen before.
"Kill them all!!!" With the roaring of the deep sea kings, they all launched their attacks together.
"Splurt!!!" One disciple from the Nine Great Holy Grounds who practiced body refinement was directly struck on the face by a deep sea king wielding the Shanzhai Six Paths Staff. The immense force almost flattened his head.
"Ah ah ah!" Another disciple from the Nine Great Holy Grounds had his thigh and abdomen pierced by the Demon Blood Psychic AK, and he collapsed to the ground, bleeding profusely and on the brink of death.
"Impossible!!!" One disciple from the Nine Great Holy Grounds raised his sword, but the exquisite spiritual weapon in his hand was instantly split into two halves by the Shanzhai Ashbringer swung by a deep sea king. The disciple was then heavily wounded, with a total of 787 points of damage inflicted.
In a short period of time, these disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds were defeated and in disarray!
"Impossible, how could the sea tribe be this powerful?" One disciple from the Mid Foundation Establishment Realm of the Nine Great Holy Grounds launched several punches, managing to push back a scar-covered deep sea king, but...
"Is that all?"
"To strike continuously, one must be full of killing intent!"
...
This deep sea king disdainfully spat out blood and launched a continuous barrage of strikes, smashing the bones of the disciple from the Nine Great Holy Grounds in front of him. The disciple was on the verge of being smashed to death.
"Eight Extremities Crumbling Fist!!!" However, at this moment, a fist broke through the air. It covered several hundred meters in an instant and, with a single strike, turned the deep sea king into fragments!
"Smack!" In the next moment, Fist Sovereign dashed forward at an incredible speed, arriving in front of the disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds.
"Damn, these NPCs got beaten up badly!"
"More than just badly, they're practically done for!"
"What should we do? Should we save them?"
...
At this time, the Fourth Stage newcomers also arrived, drawn by the commotion. Many players from the Fourth Stage started to converge on the scene upon hearing the noise.
"Retreat!!! Don't fight them head-on, use guerrilla tactics!!!" However, with a wave of the Demon Blood Psychic AK, the deep sea king commanded the others to quickly withdraw without hesitation.
"Life is unceasing!!!" Fist Sovereign didn't pursue the deep sea kings but instead used the Life is Unceasing skill repeatedly, saving these critically injured disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds one by one.
"Pseudo-Divine Ability? It's actually a pseudo-divine ability?" Among these disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds, several of them were more experienced and knew a bit about the situation in the Upper Realm. They were directly astonished by this sight.
To be able to heal so many fatal injuries in an instant, restoring people to health, only a pseudo-divine ability could be this powerful!
"This steward of the Flame Yellow Sect actually controls a pseudo-divine ability?" The disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds were all awestruck, filled with profound admiration for Fist Sovereign.
"Thank you, Fist Sovereign, for saving us! We're sorry, it was our negligence..." The disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds, who had been rescued, felt quite ashamed.
Who would have thought that the sea tribes around the Flame Yellow Sect were so powerful? The weapons and equipment they produced were unheard of in their entire lives!
"What's the deal with that Silver Saint Cloth?"
"Why do the sea tribes call themselves Silver Saint Fighters? What even is a Silver Saint Fighter?"
"Why are those sea tribes dual-wielding steel items that can spew out scorching steel? They even penetrated the defenses of my spiritual weapon robe!"
...
All these thoughts were racing through the minds of the disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds.
"Boom boom boom!" Just then, from not far away, a deafening rumble echoed.
"Brothers, the sea tribes are launching a massive attack! Quick, go provide support!"
"Damn, those deep sea kings are attacking again! If you're a man, stand with me to hold the line!"
"Don't be afraid, just charge! Screw those deep sea kings!"
...
Many Fourth Stage newcomers who had been patrolling around the lakeside area suddenly rushed towards the direction of the commotion.
"..." Fist Sovereign hesitated for a moment. He had been occupied with researching the Magic Card Temple these past few days and hadn't paid much attention to the performance of the Fourth Stage newcomers. It might be a good opportunity to assess their capabilities.
The disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds were also curious. They wanted to know what the battle between the Flame Yellow Sect's disciples and the sea tribes was like.
"Friends from the various holy grounds, once we arrive at the battlefield, you must follow my commands and not act recklessly. Only within my line of sight can I protect you!" Fist Sovereign instructed them beforehand.
To prevent this group of NPCs from running around haphazardly and getting wiped out.
If you die, you die. That's fine!
But if you die, and I lose ten thousand contribution points, that would be really irritating.
"Understood, Fist Sovereign!" The disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds all nodded in unison.
"Good, follow me! By the way, you Fourth Stage folks, fend for yourselves! I don't have time to babysit you!" Fist Sovereign turned his head and addressed the Fourth Stage newcomers behind him.
"What the hell? Why the distinct treatment?"
"Damn, do NPCs really have it this good? This game is toxic as hell! Seriously, what's up with these developers?"
"Come on, I spent thousands of Flame Coins at least! And I'm still lower in status than an NPC? How did these damn planners design this storyline?"
...
These Fourth Stage newcomers grumbled and complained, leaving the disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds bewildered. However, shortly afterward, they were in for another shock.
"What the hell!" Even Fist Sovereign was dumbfounded.
The battleground was, unexpectedly, a vast open area.
Within this area...
Countless trenches had been dug, along with barbed wire and spiked fences.
But that wasn't the key issue!
The key issue was that the battlefield was riddled with enormous craters, and terrifying flames were burning everywhere, shrouding the area in smoke!
And just at this moment...
"Boom
boom boom!" A horrendous rumbling erupted. In the next moment, a multitude of shells flew over from the opposing side!
"Ah!!!" Fist Sovereign raised his hand, launching several punches to explode one incoming shell in mid-air!
However, several shells landed nearby, causing enormous explosions and creating a massive crater with a radius of a hundred meters. The terrifying shockwave erupted, shaking the ground continuously.
Fist Sovereign managed to hold his own, but the disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds and the Fourth Stage newcomers beside him were blown back by the storm unleashed by the explosion. They spat out blood and collapsed to the ground.
But even more terrifying events unfolded!
"Boom boom boom!!!" In the next moment, several hundred shells flew over from the opposing side once again.
"Damn!" Fist Sovereign was flabbergasted! There were so many shells. Although he wasn't afraid, protecting this many disciples from the Nine Great Holy Grounds seemed to be a formidable task.
"What are you doing? Idiots? Hurry up and get into the trenches!!!" At this moment, someone shouted, rushing over along with four or five players. They pulled and dragged, hauling Fist Sovereign and the others into the trenches and a subterranean tunnel.
"Boom boom boom!!!" Following that, a continuous barrage of artillery fire and terrifying explosions erupted outside the trenches, shaking the ground even more violently.
"???" Fist Sovereign was left with a bunch of question marks in his head.
Damn, did I end up on the wrong set?
After some thought, he walked out of the tunnel, poking his head out.
"What the hell!"
And then, Fist Sovereign witnessed an incredibly astonishing scene.
"Boom rumble rumble!" In the distance, more than a hundred Mo Blood Psychic Energy Tanks were rumbling along, continuously firing their cannons and machine guns. And who were piloting them...
Each and every one was a deep sea king!
Not only that, there were also enormous war camels with dual-mounted Gatling guns, as well as mounted cavalry carrying Mo Blood Psychic Energy AKs. In the more distant areas, a group of deep sea kings were controlling enormous Mo Blood Psychic Energy cannons, madly firing away.
"WTF?" Fist Sovereign's mind was filled with numerous questions.
But when he put it all together, only one sentence remained.
"Did these Fourth Stage rookies really manage to outfit the deep sea kings like this? What a joke! What's the point of even fighting them?"