Chapter 445: Chapter 367: Arrival and Massacre Chapter 445: Chapter 367: Arrival and Massacre Back at the top of the tower, the conflict gradually escalated to a boiling point as players from various factions confronted each other in the center. The atmosphere beca increasingly tense.
“The treasure should belong to those who deserve it! This Purple Equipnt Ring should be ours, the Royalty!”
“You’re talking nonsense!”
“It was clearly us from the Sword Pavilion who entered first! Whoever finds it first owns it!”
“Do you want to fight? Think about it carefully! This is the Tower of Everfla, the territory of a special NPC!”
“If you break the rules in the tower and attack us first, think about the consequences!”
“Damn it, Royalty players really have no sha! You’ll see!”
The players from Royalty huddled together, their eyes filled with greed as they stared at the ring tightly grasped in their hands.
“We struck it rich this ti…”
“Hahahaha, I didn’t expect such a pleasant surprise.”
“Yeah, the guild master will be thrilled! Maybe we’ll get a huge reward…”
This is the first piece of Purple Equipnt in the entire ga!
Once they brought this ring back to the guild, their vain and ambitious guild master, the Tyrant, would definitely be ecstatic.
In his joy, he might even reward them with hundreds of thousands of dollars!
This wasn’t just a ga anymore.
It was about life.
But blinded by greed, they didn’t notice—the air around them had beco more scorching, and not just taphorically.
“Swoosh…”
A subtle sound of crackling.
Ashes and sparks danced in the air, with flowing flas weaving like threads, causing the surrounding air to distort.
Imdiately after, a clear female voice filled with fury broke the players’ daydreams.
“Impudent—”
“Thieves! Fools! How dare you steal a sacrifice ant for His Majesty Cassius!”
The players turned around in terror to see fierce tongues of fire tearing through space, and a young girl wrapped in a scarlet Spirit Robe suddenly appeared in mid-air.
This mysterious girl didn’t look very old, but her eyes and brows radiated a fiery beauty.
Her slender finger pointed at the players.
“Stealing a sacrifice, desecrating His Imperial Majesty’s honor—”
“You are not fit to beco noble Dragon Pact Warlocks nor honored citizens of the Empire!”
Her beautiful golden eyes were filled with anger, ripples flickering.
The present players clearly saw the display above the girl’s head and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
[Dragon Fire’s Daughter-Misha]
Faction: Ashen Empire
Occupation: Dragon Pact Warlock?
Challenge Level: ???
“What a beautiful NPC!”
Sumr Night Autumn Rain’s eyes lit up—this was the ideal template she had been chasing!
“Oh my…”
The player from Royalty, who had been smug just a mont ago, now felt impending doom. His hand, clutching the Ring of Nobility of the Fire Giants, trembled.
His teeth chattered as he urged urgently.
“Hurry…”
“Let’s get out of here with the equipnt, now!”
“Run—”
“Who wouldn’t be tempted with equipnt right in front of us?”
“Damn, the officials are just trolling us!”
“We have to file a complaint!”
“After all these trials, and now this! It’s all Royalty’s fault!”
The players wailed and howled.
The players who seized the equipnt imdiately used various thods, so turning invisible, so teleporting, so stealthily dashing.
Like mice seeing a cat, they madly fled toward the tower’s exit.
“A laughable struggle.”
Misha let out a cold laugh, a hint of frost flickering in her golden eyes.
“Snap!”
She snapped her fingers, a crisp sound echoed.
“Boom—”
Imdiately following the sound of the air bursting, a blazing, extrely hot Fire Wall appeared at the door, blocking the players’ escape route.
That was the Fourth Tier Spell, the Fire Wall Spell.
“Ah—”
“We’re blocked!”
“Oh no, we’re dead!”
“The damage is too high!”
Black silhouettes appeared in the Fire Wall—those were the invisible players, struggling in the sea of flas, ultimately burning to ashes.
A touch would kill instantly.
The remaining players, seeing the Fire Wall, dared not approach and kept their distance, huddling in the corners.
But it was all in vain.
With a stern look, Misha spread her palm.
“Swoosh—”
Brilliant flas burst forth from her palm, scorching rays shot out, striking the chests of a dozen players in rapid succession.
[Searing Ray]
Enhanced by both “Child of the Elents” and “Dragon Heart,” this First-Tier Searing Ray beca extrely hot, reaching temperatures of over a thousand degrees, effortlessly piercing through the players’ chests.
“Wow, what kind of damage is this?”
“Is this the Searing Ray?”
“Is this the sa spell we call the ‘Magnifying Glass Ant Killers’ with low damage?”
“Regret… this Dragon Pact Warlock is way too strong.”
“Boom!”
Misha’s combat style was extrely flamboyant; with every move, she released dazzling flas, easily incinerating one player after another.
At this mont, she was the Controller of Flas, the Creator of Scourges.
The dazzling combat scenes made Sumr Night Autumn Rain’s eyes shine brightly, her entire body trembling with excitent.
Power and aesthetics combined.
And she could set things on fire!
She was undoubtedly in the right place; this was the occupation she wanted!
Thinking of this, Sumr Night Autumn Rain continued to watch the battle intently.
The Royalty guild player still tightly clutched the ring in his hand, unwilling to let go—it was a ticket to a massive reward!
He glanced around and gritted his teeth, saying: “Let’s take a chance! This is the first piece of Purple Equipnt in the entire server, it’s worth dying for!”
“Cover !”
The remaining Royalty players nodded repeatedly, releasing various smoke screens and Shields.
He then pulled out a precious Teleportation Spell scroll from his pocket, and directly tore it, activating the spell in the simplest and most brutal way.
A spatial portal appeared, and the Royalty player laughed wildly: “I’m not playing with you anymore! I’m leaving!”
Flaming Arrows rained down from above, but the player managed to escape the Tower of Everfla at the last mont.
“Stealing from His Majesty Cassius…”
“None of you will escape.”
Misha’s cold voice pierced through the smoke and barriers, echoing throughout the entire Tower of Everfla.
“Wait, I didn’t steal anything?”
“I had the intention but not the action?”
“Big shot, stop hitting! I was wrong!”
The players’ pleas were in vain.
The next mont, a massive, scorching Fireball tore through the smoke, occupying the players’ vision, reflecting flas in their eyes and on their faces.
“This is—”
“Holy…”
“You call this a Fireball Technique?”
“Boom!”
With the players’ horrified exclamations and the deafening explosion, the flas from the blast instantly engulfed all the players who had stolen the sacrifice.
[Fireball Technique]
Yet under Misha’s precise control, the terrifying explosion did not harm any innocent players.
This was the ultimate trial, a massacre for those who dared to desecrate the Emperor.
“This is the Fireball Technique!”
“Amazing!”
Seeing this, Sumr Night Autumn Rain’s eyes were filled with excitent and fervor, tears welling up and almost streaming down her cheeks.
Because this Fireball Technique—it was exactly like the scene in her dreams!
She was determined to beco a Dragon Pact Warlock!
Misha then looked beyond the tower, through the spatial rift, she saw the fleeing Royalty player, her golden eyes still smoldering with anger.
“Despicable thief…”
“That was a treasure I obtained from the Nobility of the Fire Giants, specially for His Majesty Cassius.”
“You won’t escape.”
Misha snorted coldly.
Flas burned in mid-air, tearing a layered rift in space, and the girl stepped into it.
——Monthly Ticket, please——
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