In the mountain ruins destroyed by Watt Rivet Steel, there lay an inconspicuous small camp.
Particles blinked into existence to combine, forming the figures of players clad in Implant Gear.
"Damn... could these really be monsters from version 1.0?"
Dragon Ground City couldn’t help but complain, his Implant Gear rely grazed by a fragnt and yet 89% of its durability was directly wiped out.
"This is too ridiculous, whether it’s the Zeta Rank councilors or Epsilon Stage super robots, none of them make any sense." The player next to him had just cald his frightened soul.
The mont Coulomb Torque suddenly appeared before them, it seed leisurely as he spoke and even released two of his subordinates, but in reality, because of the absolute attribute suppression, players simply couldn’t react in ti.
That instant eruption of power seed like a scene out of a horror movie to the players.
Unable to fight back, unable to react, they could only let the enemy charge and slaughter at will.
As for Watt Rivet Steel who followed, the visual and auditory shock was extrely intense.
A super robot standing there, taller than mountains at two hundred ters in height, was already a spectacular sight, even doing nothing at all - let alone the attack frequency of the thing, which was simply on par with Platinum Star.
Such a large fist with extre speed, when it hit the ground, each punch was like an atomic bomb, blasting through mountains as effortlessly as toppling a house of blocks.
You can imagine the stimulation brought to the players by close contact with this thing.
Even separated by the ga pod, their bodies began to secrete a large amount of hormones as if they were truly on the battlefield, with sweat pouring out rapidly due to extre fear and tension, so even completely numbed.
If they weren’t professional players, with the intensity of their regular training, they would have unplugged their network cables and logged out by now, and it would have been none of their business.
"Dragon Big Brother, I’ve already unplugged twice today, the system is warning ."
A player nad Lu Youqi said with distress:
"It seems the officials are determined to punish us; they won’t stop until they kill a few of our accounts today."
"We did things too far ahead, the officials will definitely not tolerate it."
Another player nad Crooked Buddha Ai also sighed:
"I just unplugged for a while, now there’s only one hour left - what should we do?"
"Let’s see what condition Li Aozi’s body is in."
By this point, Dragon Ground City had already lost hope, and even the viewers in the live broadcast room began to shift their mood, starting to encourage and comfort them.
So players seed to have a fragile heart; looking at their tattered Implant Gear and the grey list of friends, one felt a bit teary-eyed and said with a heartache:
"This is an account accumulated since the beta. So characters have never died before. They even wanted to make a splash in the world competition, to do their country proud, but just as the open beta started, they were gone."
It would have been better had he not said this, but as soon as he did, morale started to plumt.
Dragon Ground City didn’t know what to say. They rummaged through the camp at the respawn point and pulled out Li Aozi’s body, using the Eye of Truth to check:
[Target is your rented source of Arcane Energy and cannot be probed.]
"Eh?" Dragon Ground City voiced his confusion: "Why isn’t it showing the ssage ’strength gap is too large, target is highly dangerous’ this ti?"
"Who knows, Li Aozi is a Sovereign series ntor; those in the Sovereign series can turn their bodies into Implant Gear and switch bodies at will."
"So there’s such a setting huh, no wonder Biochemists and Mutants always kill each other with love."
"I rember Li Aozi had a side occupation as a Biochemist... but what’s the use of talking about this?"
Dragon Ground City looked back.
Lu Youqi, Crooked Buddha Ai, Cool Security Belt.
Together with him, the remaining players - a total of 4 people.
This was truly a heavy loss.
So players had used up their three chances of resurrection, and their characters were deleted.
Others had logged off to save their accounts, uncertain when they would return, like Dragon Ground City’s guild mbers; if he himself died, that was one thing, as the club’s president and managent, he usually did not fight personally, but his subordinates’ skills were precious and had to be cherished.
Actually, several players were too afraid to fight, feeling that they would lose eventually anyway, so they just logged off to rest.
One couldn’t rightly bla others for such matters, after all, everyone has their own thoughts.
Li Aozi’s status was unknown.
The Implant Gear body was severely damaged.
Their numbers had nearly withered away.
anwhile, the chanical World councilors outside were fiercely aggressive, overwhelmingly strong, with the chanical Legion endlessly pumling and ravaging everything in sight.
Is this what they call Society...?
Immortal and indestructible, with settings even more outrageous than those of the players.
No wonder the lore said this entity is a Cosmic Calamity that feasts on civilizations; it’s not an enemy for them at all.
"Dragon Club President, are you still going to fight?"
Lu Youqi asked.
He and the other three were from a club, and they weren’t controlling their own accounts. The managent was also discussing whether to give up or not.
But seeing Dragon Ground City alone, Lu Youqi felt it wasn’t nice to leave him there by himself, and so he took the initiative to ask.
Dragon Ground City hesitated for a mont.
In truth, he also knew that in this situation, there was no point in fighting.
The enemy was the inexhaustible citizens of Society, while they were just Alpha Stage players with only one life left.
Anyone with a brain knew they simply couldn’t win.
So, naturally, it was ti to retreat—
’It’s over, you weak carbon blocks.’
Reviews
All reviews (0)