Hiller let out a long sigh. The red-eyed monoeye was the core of the anti-magic barrier; if it died, the barrier would fall apart as well. Still, it had less than a fifth of its health left. It was fortunate that the last arrow had struck its arm instead of a weak point and had not resulted in a critical hit. If not, three arrows would have been all that it took to kill the monoeye.
At the rear of the army of monsters, almost all Underworld mbers had fallen. Hiller felt itself calming down slightlythose pesky humans almost gave it a heart attack.
Back at the resurrection altar in Yoda, the Underworld mbers lined up and waited outside in search for soone.
Wheres the guild master?
Dont see him.
At that mont, a ssage sent by Hades popped up in the guild channel.
Soulsmith, well done.
Soulsmith lifted the corners of his mouth and said, The guild masters still out there.
Back at the scenes of battle, Hades was concealing himself beneath several dead wolves and monoeyes that had yet to despawn.
He suddenly shot out from the pile of corpsesShadowstrike!
The red-eyed monoeye commander shuddered and stiffened. Light was fading from its eye like a retreating tide.
Hiller couldnt hold back and roared, Kill him!!!
Countless beastn, wolves, and monoeyes sward at Hades as they howled. Hades only laughed and even sheathed his dagger. Lifting his arms high into the air, he looked up into the boundless sky. The red barrier that had been shielding the army of monsters was nowhere to be seen. The next mont, Hades morphed into a lump of white light and disappeared from the battlefield.
Gargh! Hiller slamd its fist into the ground. The ground in a hundred-tre radius crackled and turned into a cobweb.
The purplish young man snickered. Such a laughable display. Theres a saying among humans that suits you right nowshad into anger.
Hiller yelled, Phantasma Violet! Death awaits anyways, Ill bring you down with !
The hill-sized silhouette slamd heavily at where the young man sat. The ground caved in by tres and crumbled like it had been bombarded by a bomb. Just as the shockwave and cracks were spreading their arms outwards, a formless barrier of light enclosed the region, blocking the view from the outside world.
Hiller looked at the light barrier and howled into the sky, its voice almost piercing the heavens, Fuck you, Dominator! Fuck you
Before it could spew out the final word, its voice abruptly ca to a stop, almost like a duck having its neck clamped while trying to squeal.
I told you not to disappoint . The price for disappointing , its a heavy one.
The young man was standing on top of Hillers shoulder before it knew. Compared to its enormous body, the young Phantasma Violet was like a bird perched on a mans shoulder.
Hiller twisted its head to look at Phantasma Violet, but the mont it did, it felt like his vision was turning distant.
What is this? Hiller was shocked to see his own body from afar
Phantasma Violet wiped the blood from his hand. Beside him was a vacant space where Hillers head used to reside in. With just a simple knife-hand strike, he had sliced its head off cleanly as though his hand was the sharpest weapon in the world.
Hillers head rolled and landed right at Hellers feet, its dead eyes staring at Heller. Having witnessed its brothers death, Heller felt not a bit of rage, only fear.
Hillers enormous corpse flopped heavily onto the ground. The young man furrowed his brows and said, It broke my chair And just like that, he sat on top of the makeshift seat which was Hillers torso. It was a truly disgusting sight.
Phantasma Violet looked at Heller. The next wave will be under your command. This is your last chance. About the west gate Leave it to . If you fail, youll end up like your brother.
Heller trembled and prostrated to the ground while replying, Sir, I will carry out your orders.
anwhile at the battleground, the ranged players were delighted to find out that Hades had slain the red-eyed monoeye commander, albeit at the cost of his life. They imdiately bombarded the plains with magic and arrows. Receiving ranged support at long last, the frontline players felt that the burden was finally off their shoulders.
The monoeyes had the peculiar ability of instigating slowness. Similar to mages, their ranged effects were outstanding, but at the cost of being flimsy and physically weak. Under the carpet-bombing of the players, their casualties shot through the roof.
Not long after the mages and hunters started firing away, the enemy commanders appeared: an elite wolf tribe warrior, a giant beastman, and a blue-eyed monoeye that was clearly a commander.
Zephyrwolf smirked at the scene and said, Its my turn!
Drako Yau, however, pulled him back. Where are you going?
Confused, Zephyrwolf asked, To duel the commanders! What else?
Shaking his head, Drako Yau answered, Its different from the first two waves. Our players fell too easily back then, which was why we had to send you out there to reinforce the line of defence. But now He turned to look at the battle unfolding below. Why do we have to duel them? We have the advantage. With ranged support, we can easily bombard them to death. Are we gonna just let them retreat like this? No, might as well let the players earn their share of rit.
Hades slowly walked out of the resurrection altar in Yoda as he stretched his body.
It really hurts!
It was only at 50 per cent. He couldn't imagine how terrible it would feel if pain perception was set even higher.
Still, he didnt lower the settings. Pain was a useful tool to have in battle. For example, the feeling of being struck would incite reflex actions like dodging or counterattacking. It was sothing that players who set their pain perception to zero or a low percentage lacked and couldnt replicate. Truth be told, he was still thinking about tuning the percentage a bit higher
Outside the altar, every Underworld mber was awaiting their guild master, their king. Looking at them, Hades usual cool look broke into a slight smile. My brothers, well done.
When Hades returned to the city walls, his sights were naturally stuck to the battlefield.
Dozens of players were surrounding the three monster commanders, while the regular monsters were being outnumbered by over ten tis. In terms of actual numbers, the players were the inferior side, but their advantage lay in unlimited respawning without penalties. Dead this mont, and they would be back the next, alive and kicking. As long as they held out against the initial charge, they could display their advantage in a drawn-out battle.
That said, if it hadnt been for Hades and his group which delved deep behind the enemy lines to perform a decapitation strike and disable the barrier, the monsters would have taken over Yoda by now.
Mages were the core weapons of mass destruction in the war, while the red barrier was the nesis of all ranged players. It could be said that the red-eyed monoeyes had rendered their greatest weapon useless!
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