Under the impact of Nabistin’s Angry Wave, the Dark Maitreya was blasted into oblivion, leaving not a trace behind.
The turbulent funnel-shaped dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate, the thunder weakened, and heavenly energy spread everywhere. The raging heavy rain finally showed signs of abating.
Without Maitreya’s repair and reinforcent, the altar collapsed amidst rumbling sounds, with chunks of stone snapping off and crashing down.
Having unleashed her ultimate ability, Mu Nianqi experienced a brief dizziness, her body weakened, and she lost her balance, falling to the ground.
Tang Zheng quickly sprang forward, catching her in his arms.
"I don’t need anyone to help ; I’m not weak to that extent."
The Queen Mu disdainfully resisted physical contact with n. Slling the scent of blood and sweat on him, she wrinkled her nose and instinctively pressed her right hand against his chest, intending to push him away.
However, the next mont, Mu Nianqi abandoned this motion, a hint of warmth flickering in her heart, as her peripheral vision caught Ma Tianyuan rushing to snatch the spoils of war that had dropped from Maitreya upon his death, while Tang Zheng didn’t care at all, prioritizing comfort for his group.
"Hmm!" Tang Zheng responded casually, releasing Mu Nianqi’s waist but still supporting her petite arm with one hand.
"Uncle, over here!" The drenched Lu Fan, gripping dual guns tightly, kept a vigilant eye on the surrounding Conquerors while signaling for his teammates to gather.
Staring at the Spirit Embryo within the gap by the barely opened main entrance, Ma Tianyuan unleashed dozens of golden prints in rapid succession. Unfortunately, before they could land, the stone door crumbled, and the Spirit Embryo disintegrated into dust, washed clean by the rain.
All the dark Buddha statues and Terracotta Warriors rushing in from all directions lost their backbone, plunging into chaos and suffering heavy losses under the Trojan Squad’s pursuit.
To them, these minor enemies were rely points—none of them were willing to let even one slip by. However, their clearing speed was far from matching that of the Warhamr Squad.
Ruan Feifei extended her right arm, resembling an inexhaustible nuclear power plant. Lightning imbued with dazzling blue brilliance nearly filled the surrounding streets.
The electric currents surged forward like a school of sharks, maniacally eroding everything within reach.
The life forms of the Buddha statues and Terracotta Warriors demonstrated stronger resistance to electricity, but the Warhamr Squad, along with Lu Fan and Li Xinlan, posed a real threat.
With water yet to drain into the sewer, knee-deep pools were perfectly suitable for the Ice Age’s devastation. Under the matron’s control, ice layers expanded, freezing them into crystalline sculptures.
The streets below seed to pulsate as if countless earthworms were writhing around, displacing chunks of soil to bury the monsters. Then, as Lu Fan clenched his small fist...
Squelch—the soil compressed inward, crushing them into fragnts.
"You all hogged the big loot—can’t you leave us so crumbs?"
"Exactly, don’t be so greedy. We cooperated, after all. A little generosity wouldn’t hurt."
"Stop whining! Hurry and grab sothing—the fifth-ranked team from the Erasure Zone is catching up!"
The Conquerors complained incessantly, powerless against the three individuals with extraordinary ranged abilities. Of course, so teams didn’t even bother talking—they weren’t the bottom five squads from the Erasure Zone.
With points earned from killing minor enemies being far too ager, they had no hope of catching up anymore.
"The Silver Trojan likes to screw us over. Chances are, this ti it’s just another scam. Maybe there won’t really be any erasure since killing too many goes against its interests."
The mbers of the last-placed team, trembling with dread, deluded themselves into feeble consolation, wearing bitter smiles.
The next second, Silver delivered a ruthless announcent, shattering their false hope.
"Boss battle concluded. The following three teams, ranked at the bottom, will be subjected to the erasure punishnt!"
The nad Conquerors turned pale, unable even to utter final words before their heads, inflated like hydrogen-filled hot air balloons, abruptly exploded with a loud bang.
Headless corpses toppled over while fresh blood mixed with rainwater dyed the ground a horrifying crimson hue.
Other squads sighed in relief, while the fifth- and fourth-ranked teams shivered in fear, knowing Silver’s evil taste wouldn’t let them off easily.
"For these two teams, who exerted enough effort, a special privilege will be granted—random erasure for half of your mbers as punishnt."
Silver Trojan reveled in its cruelty, slowing down the speed of the head-exploding sequence to instill fear.
Every ten seconds, a person would be killed.
The Conquerors in the two teams had no choice but to pray, as they were otherwise powerless. Among them, a Level 2 Hero woman couldn’t endure the psychological torture any longer—her spirit crumbled completely.
She pulled out a handgun, placed it inside her mouth, and blasted through her own skull.
No companion tried to stop her because with one fewer mber dead, their survival chances slightly improved.
"What a treasure!" Ma Tianyuan scanned the spoils of war clenched in his fists, his face imdiately lighting up with undisguised joy.
On the points leaderboard, thanks to Mu Nianqi delivering the final blow, the Warhamr Squad had surpassed Ma’s Gang, which also ant Tang Zheng earned priority in selecting the spoils.
"Boss!" The deputy leader, bracing himself, nudged Ma Tianyuan’s arm. He didn’t want to provoke conflict but knew that if the leader refused to hand over the spoils, it might qualify as theft—risking erasure.
"I see it." Ma Tianyuan growled lowly, his face iron blue, nearly slapping the deputy. "Hmph, you lucked out this ti. Go ahead and pick first!"
Tang Zheng didn’t directly accept it but released gravity, suspending a palm-sized black Buddha statue and a Buddha bead mid-air.
Maitreya Buddha Statue, 3S, extrely rare, acquired in special scenes. Once activated, grants invincibility for five seconds, immune to all attacks, cooldown ti: twenty minutes.
Imasurable Buddha Bead, 3S, extrely rare, acquired in special scenes. Once activated, resets all skill cooldowns of the user and replenishes two-thirds of their life energy, cooldown ti: twenty minutes.
Sounds of swallowing saliva echoed incessantly. Many Conquerors scanned the items, their greed ignited upon seeing the exceptional attributes, wishing they could seize them for themselves.
"You’re the group leader; you choose." Mu Nianqi noticed Tang Zheng glancing at her and misunderstood it as seeking her advice. "Pick the Imasurable Buddha Bead; your defense power is already strong enough."
"You killed the Boss, so you pick," Tang Zheng shook his head in refusal. In the prior fight, the Queen had done most of the heavy lifting; if she hadn’t unleashed her ultimate ability in ti, Ma Tianyuan would have snatched the final blow.
Mu Nianqi cast a profound look at Tang Zheng, unfazed by his generosity, and reached out to take the Imasurable Buddha Bead.
"Wow, this guy is really magnanimous."
"They must be a couple—who else would willingly give away such premium props?"
"Bullshit! Didn’t you see how they kept their distance? Just ordinary acquaintances."
"Wish I had a group leader like him!"
The Conquerors murmured among themselves. Leaders typically prioritized equipping themselves unless the items were useless to them. Witnessing Tang Zheng’s generosity, they envied Mu Nianqi for having found a great leader.
Tang Zheng flicked his wrist, sending the Maitreya Buddha Statue flying back into Ma Tianyuan’s hand.
"Hmph!" Ma Tianyuan found himself overshadowed by Tang Zheng. He contemplated giving the statue to soone in the healing system to save face but couldn’t bring himself to do it.
"Just this small gesture will fracture team morale. Leaders like him are not to be feared." Tang Zheng ceased viewing Ma Tianyuan as a competitor.
That item wasn’t easily wasted. Those five seconds of invincibility should go to soone in the healing or offensive system to turn the tide at the perfect mont.
Apart from Ruan Feifei, who seed slightly begrudging, Li Xinlan and Lu Fan had no objections to the distribution.
Mu Nianqi’s clone ability could share the damage, essentially granting temporary invincibility. Thus, the Imasurable Buddha Bead suited her, lifting the restriction of seven days between unleashing her ultimate ability, Nabistin’s Angry Wave—though its power had evidently diminished.
"The permanent Trojan Room is under construction. In one hour, you will be teleported to proceed with the next stage of your mission. Good luck to all toys!"
"Still not cleared yet?" A group leader lanted as his advisor encouraged him to rally his spirits, moving forward to propose to Tang Zheng, "Let’s form a temporary alliance for this one hour; otherwise, we’ll risk being ambushed."
"The Boss fight just ended—everyone should avoid team battles and focus on resting."
So had already spotted foreigners in motion. Without joining forces, there was a high likelihood of being picked off one by one.
"Let’s choose that building on the left. Please have group leaders assign mbers skilled in reconnaissance to guard the periter," Tang Zheng didn’t refuse; his current combat strength had dwindled to less than thirty percent—he urgently needed recovery.
"Leader Tang, I see you’re seriously injured. Let have one of my teammates heal you. She’s a Level 1 Hero in the healing system and can restore you to full strength within ten minutes," one group leader offered kindly, hoping to use the opportunity to analyze Tang Zheng’s condition and abilities for potential simulation.
"Thanks, but there’s no need." The Trojan World was riddled with abilities against which precautions couldn’t be taken—Tang Zheng wouldn’t dare let a stranger treat him.
"Alright, I won’t impose. If you need anything, just let know," the group leader replied, a trace of regret flashing briefly in his eyes before being hidden.
Daylily led the Nurse Squad into the scene, assisting Mu Nianqi and casually treating her injuries.
The Conquerors were awestruck with admiration—Tang Zheng’s abilities were so comprehensive that he alone could rival an average team.
"Bullshit! Specialization is the way forward. Didn’t you notice this guy doesn’t even have a sure-kill ultimate ability?" Ma Tianyuan’s remark struck a nerve. "I won’t deny his survivability is high, but without teammates, he couldn’t even kill a Boss."
Harsh battles often limited participation to group leaders alone, and Tang Zheng’s abilities signaled that while excellent at controlling the field, he fell short in securing kills.
"Hmph, you won’t know that until you actually fight him," Lu Fan, offended, attempted to argue but was restrained by Li Xinlan—this wasn’t the right ti to provoke conflict.
Li Huiwen and Fang Zhiwen regrouped with their team, and the news of Xu Liangmao’s death left many lanting.
"Don’t worry. Uncle will resurrect him for sure," Lu Fan comforted Li Huiwen.
"Resurrect? Do you think points grow on trees?" mbers of Ma’s Gang sneered, ramping up the dispute.
"Bullshit! Uncle already has over ten thousand points, and he’s resurrected nearly ten people!"
Lu Fan’s revelation silenced the lobby instantaneously as everyone gazed at Tang Zheng like he was a freak.
"Hmph, rciful to a fault. True powerhouses rarely die easily. I bet he’s just reviving small fry," Ma Tianyuan’s comnts failed to resonate—ordinary Conquerors revered Tang Zheng as the model group leader.
"No wonder Warhamr Squad has so many mbers. With a group leader like him, it’s like gaining an extra life-saving talisman."
The Trojan Squad, having been eyeing the spoils of war, never found a chance to act due to the overwhelming presence of enemies gathered—even as the rest period ended. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian to cast recomndation votes or monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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