On the spacious top floor were the lonely siblings, Florate and Hibiscus.
Brother
Seeing how worn out her brother was, Florate was starting to worry about him. She knew clearly that her brother was the one bearing the heaviest burden.
Even though a hundred-man squad of coordinated snipers targeted him every ti he showed up, he still took off for battle twenty-seven tis. He would sweep down with lightning speed to snipe out several players before the special squad chased him away like a dog. After recovering his Health at the Holy Ground, the cycle repeated itself over and over again.
Hibiscus was undoubtedly the one who killed the most enemies in this war so farso what? In a large-scale war of tens of thousands of players, what could he achieve with only Flower Plucking Finger? He had tried launching beheading assaults several tis, but the two enemy commanders, the silver-haired man and man in a red robe, were well protected. The forr was also particularly strong; those eyes that were shut all the ti snapped open like an unsheathed sword every ti he got close.
The elent of surprise was critical for surprise attacks and beheading assaults to work. As such, Hibiscus no longer tried it after several attempts.
Florate mustered her courage, gritted her teeth, then finally said, Brother, maybe we should seek aid.
Hibiscus opened his weary eyes and smiled. Seek aid? From who? Chau Yus mad at us, so Empyreal Alliance is out of the question. That leaves Dragon Alliance and Underworld Do you really think they will answer our call for help?
Florate shook her head. With a common enemy, I think
Say no more. Hibiscus put on a determined look. Although I dont think they will co to our aid, asking them for help is sothing I cannot do, for my own sake that is.
Florate gave up with her persuasion; no one knew Hibiscus better than she did. Her brother was powerful in battle and had great authority, but he also cared a lot about reputation. It was impossible for him to admit defeat and request aid because itd make him lose face.
Myriad Blooms morale fell to a historic low. Those from the West had trampled over their pride. The Western players had an average level of 40, not to ntion that number was a minimum entry requirent to the Fire Palace. It was even rumoured that the requirent would be raised to Level 42 in a month or two. The Fire Palaces synchronised casting also showed how well-trained they were.
Number-wise, the West also had an absolute advantage. While there existed players that were independent of Olympus in the West, they were the extre minority. Over ninety per cent of combat players were within the ranks of Olympus. Just three of the twelve chambers and the Fire Palace were enough to form an army of 100,000.
In short, the East ca up short in both individual strength and numbers.
As Chau Yu had comnted, Hibiscus was a great fighter but was far from a decent general. He didnt cheer up his players even when their morale plumted.
Now was a period of brief peace after the initial clash. However, everything could turn upside down within a second, especially during a war.
Cheh Told you the Easts just a bunch of weaklings. They bark so loud when their levels are so low!
Theyre trash when compared to the great Olympus!
Look at that flying bastard. Our guys from the Fire Palace made him run with his tail between his legs every ti.
The Western players laughed and mocked their enemy; they saw no need to be wary of their counterparts on another server.
Hmm? Whats that?
While they talked big, they didnt actually see a lot of action as they were support players of the three palaces. Most of them were clerics and players with special buff skills. Their position on the battlefield was at the very rear, protected heavily by the armies ahead of them.
With nothing much to do, they chatted and occasionally looked around. Suddenly, one of them yelled sothing and looked into the distance. The Warring Wastelands seed endless because it was barren, and that also ant everything was visible as long as they werent beyond the horizon.
Clouds of dust and dots of black slowly erged.
Theyre players! they cried out. Inform Sir Musashi right away!
When Musashi arrived at the rear, he squinted his eyes at the army storming towards them. It was difficult to tell, but he estimated that there were at least 30,000 players.
A banner was suddenly erected from among the army. Just as every guild had a guild emblem, alliances also had their own emblems. The banner bore an emblem unfamiliar to the West, but players from the East would realise it at first glance. With an azure background and a cloud at its centre, the empyreal design belonged to Empyreal Alliance.
Another huge banner was raised. This one was as dark as the abyss, decorated by a blood-red eastern dragonit was of the Dragon Alliance!
Chau Yu and Drako Yau led the players at the forefront. Their fearless gazes were locked onto their enemies from the West.
Whats the plan?
Kill them all, Chau Yu replied coldly.
While the players trapped in the Holy Ground werent his fellow alliance mbers, they were of the Eastern server after all, and that alone ant they were in the sa boat. The Wests arrogance of belittling him and the East had touched a red line of his.
A bit difficult, Drako Yau said. Winning the battle wasnt the most challenging part; annihilating the enemy was.
I have my plans. Just go and fight the strongest player on their side.
Chau Yu had no intention of letting Mask get involved in the tactical departnt. This was his, and only his, duty.
Sir, what should we do? Kalex asked Musashi, his commander on paper, despite having made a decision already. It would be impudent of him to override his senior directly.
You know it, Im only good at fighting. Whats your take?
Musashi was a wild person, but not wild enough to disregard his weaknesses. He was more than willing to listen to his subordinates opinions.
Thank god he doesnt plan on fighting a lost battle, Kalex thought as he felt a wave of relief.
I suggest retreating for now. Our current forces are enough to take on those within the Holy Ground, but theyve clearly asked for reinforcents. Itll be a stretch for us to fight on two ends. More importantly, itd be pointless. Its an all-or-nothing battle for them, while for us, were only here to deliver a ssage. We can request more troops from the Divine King later and besiege them again later.
Musashi nodded. Although this went against his beliefs in Bushido, he was now representing Olympus instead of himself.
Well do just that. Pass down the order, use Return-to-City Scrolls.
But sir, Kalex continued, using the scrolls here is more troubleso than it usually is. The first condition is to be out of combat. The scroll will take effect imdiately when out of combat on our server, but theres a one-minute delay here in the Warring Wastelands. If the enemy commander isnt a moron, they wont let us retreat with the scrolls so easily.
That much is obvious. What youre trying to say is Musashis eyes lit up. He could roughly guess what Kalex was hinting at.
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