Chapter 44 : Honor and Dignity

The fire light on the phoenix's body seemed to be more eye-catching than before, its wings were more powerful, and an indescribable aura pressed down on everyone's head.

 Obviously, the phoenix's fatigue had fully recovered, and it was only now that it revealed the aura of a 40-something level BOSS divine beast.

 The phoenix descended to the outer circle of the Eagle Slaughter Sect's circular formation, and amidst the panic of the low-level players, the phoenix completely ignored those low-level attacks, spitting out fireballs while pouncing on the ground.

 The Eagle Slaughter Cult finally collapsed.

 A large number of the Eagle Slaughter Cult's congregation began to flee towards the town, while some other players who ran slowly directly went offline in place, while those who insisted on fighting to the death were swept away by the phoenix in the blink of an eye.

 Nearly two thousand people in formation, just like this into the autumn wind in the leaves, really is a shocking scene, the players watching the battle in horror at the same time, but also can not help but withdraw back a distance, for fear of being the phoenix's attack waves.

 Rachel" in the sky, hissing in a hoarse voice, shouted to the ground: "Don't run! Are you still men? Your honor, your dignity, where did it go!"

 Some players stopped and returned to attack the phoenix, but many of these low level players in the periphery had even dropped to a dozen or so levels, and even if it was a player in the twenties, the attacks had already failed to break the phoenix's defense, and now they were merely going to their deaths for the sake of honor.

 The monk once again rode the vulture to arrive, but this time, as if the phoenix had gotten a message from its master, it gave up those low-level players and met the monk.

 The monk roared, special sealing spell covered the phoenix, but the spell that sealed the phoenix, but could not seal the phoenix's body, in the phoenix giant wings, sharp claws, iron beak under the intensive attack, the bald eagle wailed incessantly, less than ten seconds, it will be turned into a white light disappeared.

 The monk planted himself from the sky, and the players below were too late to catch him, so everyone witnessed his body fall to the ground from hundreds of meters in the air.

 I don't know if the monk would have been forced to go offline due to too much fear in the air, but it was said that many of the players who had seen this scene had since developed a fear of heights that they couldn't overcome even when they returned to reality.

 The screams sounded more and more frequently, but from the direction of Soaring Eagle Town there were still a constant stream of Eagle Slaughter Cultists arriving.

 I suddenly said to my two brothers, "Let's go, there's no point in watching."

 Tom ah'd, "Isn't it just wonderful?"

 I gave him a look, after all, he was still young, ah, he liked to see such exciting and bloody things, while I, on the other hand, already found it tasteless.

 A super perverted player with something unknown behind him, such an unfair battle, even if it's exciting, there's nothing to see. The author really failed super hard at writing these chapters, huh?

 Ace suddenly said, "Go." After saying that, he turned around.

 Tom could do nothing about it and followed us into the distance.

 Walking speechlessly for a period of time, Tom finally couldn't help himself, "Two bosses, where are we going ah, you guys open a cavity."

 Ace didn't say anything and looked at me. I thought about it and asked Ace, "Tom told you about my mission this time, right? This mission is only issued three times in total ..."

 Ace said, "Took it."

 I let out an oh, "Well then, let's go kill some Evil Owls, or Mutant Owls, which I think should be counted as a category of Evil Eagles, and even if the Evil Owls don't count as a merit badge, we can still practice leveling along the way."

 I smiled again, "Although I might not be able to finish the quest within the messenger's time limit, but that doesn't matter anymore, I've already torn my face off with him and won't get the territory anyway. The mayor is not giving us a time limit, so let's just take our time and kill one, sooner or later we'll be able to finish it."

 The three of us formed a team, all the way to find the evil owls to hunt and kill, Ace's bow, is platinum grade, the arrows are also gold grade arrows bought at a high price, coupled with his own superb archery skills, we kill eagles at a very fast speed.

 Unconsciously after two hours, since Tom and I had originally practiced more than two thirds of our experience, we finally upgraded.

 I put back on the Pastoral God Set and my battle power was restored. Tom could finally use his level 34 concealed weapon skill "Lightning Dart", which could knock out 60 points of blood from the evil eagle at a time, so we killed the eagles at a faster speed.

 After killing for a while, we looked at the sky and saw that it was now past five o'clock. We didn't know what time Bill and the others would be online in the morning, so we decided to head towards the secret passage.

 Inevitably, we still had to pass through that brutal battlefield.

 From afar, I saw the players watching the battle, still as dense, however, there is no one to speak, square original miles, only hear the footsteps of the three of us.

 I slightly surprised, quickly walked up, found that the crowd watching the battle, even as if even breathing are held, all the eyes, are instantaneous staring at the center of the field, the atmosphere is very heavy.

 Seeing this battlefield again, we all feel that it seems to have become wider, because the wide and several miles of the ground, just standing dozens of players.

 Opposite the Eagle Slaughter Cult players, on the ground was the red-robed Wells, whose image hadn't changed at all compared to ten hours ago. Above his head was a flaming phoenix with lightly vibrating wings.

 Rachel, the godfather of the Eagle Slayer, rode a small horse, with a knight's spear in his right hand and a round shield in his left hand, and his whole body was equipped with a colorful silver weapon.

 The bald monk's body, replaced with silver moon white monk's robe, rosary beads of light is also dimmer, far from the former gold comparable.

 Paul stood behind the Sect Leader with gritted teeth, his entire body's equipment was copper grade that only novices would wear, and it was obvious that he had already dropped below level 10.

 Behind the Cavalry Company's flank, there were two other players we hadn't seen before.

 The taller player is from Japan, he is a rare "Rex" profession, this profession requires an initial 10 strength, 10 physique, more than 90 HP, this profession has three high growth in strength, physique, and blood, but the weakness is that apart from gloves and finger gloves, it cannot be equipped with other weapons.

 This Rex stood tall, unruly in his might, but his body was only equipped with silver level equipment.

 The other player was a South American, with a slightly reddish face and a bare upper body, revealing firm glistening muscles. Tom quietly told me that it was one of the three variations of the job that archers had the chance to obtain when they changed jobs at level 30: "Jungle Archer". And Ace is another kind: "Elf Archer".

 This Jungle Archer seemed to be in a better condition than the others, holding a gold weapon bow in his hand.

 Behind these people, there were a dozen mages, a few archers, five priests, and a dozen other professional players.

 These dozens of people, almost without exception, had resolute and unyielding gazes shooting out from their eyes, and I could even see the flames of anger burning above their heads, and somehow, my eyes suddenly moistened.

 When Rachel's hoarse voice roared, "Kill!" My eyes instantly became a blur, and I couldn't see anything, only hearing a burst of agitation around me before the surroundings went quiet again, with only the breathing of the players.

 Pretending to straighten my hat, I quickly wiped my tears dry. On the battlefield, apart from Wells and Phoenix, there were no other figures.

 The large battlefield, dropped thousands of various types of equipment and bundles of red and blue medicines, equipment mixed with a lot of silver equipment and rare special equipment, but, no player dared to go down to pick up. In fact, even if there is no Wells there, I am also unwilling to pick up the things left by these warriors.

 Wells slowly walked through the equipment pile, he didn't even glance at the ordinary silverware and only pocketed the large bundles of magic potions.

 Some players were whispering, "In this last hour alone, that mage has picked up at least thousands of bundles of Ultra Blue, he's consuming so little right now, he's not saving all this Blue, but how can he possibly fit thousands of frames of items in his bag?"

 Ten quiet minutes passed, and from the direction of Soaring Eagle Town, dozens of figures walked firmly.

 Wells quietly looked at these people and coldly opened his mouth, his voice reaching everyone's ears within a few miles, "Rachel, I've only killed seventeen of your mounts, and you don't have the money to buy a horse? Also, Paul, Cold Faced Buddha, Smith, Leilata, if you still have to fight, please go buy horses first, I don't want to waste time waiting for you, I've already picked up all the medicine and good equipment here, I won't be playing with you anymore."

 No one replied, dozens of players stood in formation and Rachel shouted again, "Kill!"

 The Priest's support spells were cast on his comrades, the Cold Faced Buddha's "Weakening Spell" was thrown at Wells' head, and various spells accompanied by bows and arrows whizzed down. The rest of the players rushed towards Wells with their highest skills.

 This time, Wells didn't use spatial transfer, he just stood still and released a sea of fire at the same time with the Phoenix, instantly drowning the mages, priests, monks and archers, and dozens of white lights flew up from the sea of fire.

 The Fire Wheel Dance rose again, and now the Fire Wheel Dance, seemed to be wider than before, and probably this skill was upgraded due to multiple uses. All those who rushed towards Wells were incinerated into white smoke by the Fire Wheel Dance in the twinkling of an eye.

 Puffing a series of loud sounds, Wells head appeared a series of numbers: "-20, -14, MISS, -5, -22 ..." The highest number: -40, is the only assassin in the team caused.

 Players die demoted, although the attributes show unchanged, but the system will determine that these attributes can only play a small part, therefore, these players whether HP or attack and defense, have been drastically reduced.

 Of those who rushed close to Wells, only two had the chance to deliver a second strike: Rachel and Naresh Smith, but that was about it.

 When the two of them also disappeared, another arrow shadow flew to, shot down Wells 30 blood, it was that from the forest archer - Leilata, in the two sea of fire more than 400 damage, he still did not die, indeed strong. But it only consumed one more fireball from Wells.

 Picking up the gold weapon longbow dropped by Leilata and the last few bundles of medicine on the ground, Wells stopped and quietly looked in the direction of Soaring Eagle Town.

 For a while, I thought that this Wells had already achieved the highest level of true despair, however, judging from his current behavior, it seems that deep down he also has love, and that is the love of respect for his opponents.

 Several thousand players accompanied Wells as he waited silently, but this time, ten minutes passed without seeing the determined group again. On the wide plains, there were only two figures walking towards the battlefield: the Rex and the Archer from the Forest.

 A flash of disappointment seemed to pass through Wells' eyes, then, mounting the phoenix, he ascended into the air and left.

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