Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first? Chapter 36 - 36 27 Burst Lord of Doujinshi!

36: Chapter 27 Burst, Lord of Doujinshi!

36: Chapter 27 Burst, Lord of Doujinshi!

I rember back in my previous life when players fought this Nightmare Boss, they had a really tough ti.

The design of this Nightmare Boss was extrely tricky.

It would choose a character to copy within the blind spots of all team mbers’ vision.

If it was an NPC, it would copy the NPC’s AI script;

if the target was a player, then after the copying was completed, all that player’s speech and behavior would be replicated by the server and imitated, technically achieving a confusion rate of over 99%.

Most normal players could not distinguish who was a player and who was the instance’s copy.

While duplicating, it would also silently cast spells using the Dream Puppet Ability, summoning various bosses that players had previously fought.

Players hadn’t even figured out who the Six-Eared Macaque was, and already the BOSS illusions were howling and charging over.

And the thod the players used to deal with it was even more shaless.

One tactic was to go for mutual destruction, regardless of who was disguised by the Boss.

Everyone would strike at the authentic and counterfeit alike, all output focused in a rapid assault, taking down both teammates and the Boss together.

This thod was quite effective, yet if the Boss copied a key role such as a Healer or Main Tank, then the rest of the instance would beco practically impossible to continue.

Another was the offline phone call tactic—actually calling team mbers’ mobile numbers to ask, an utterly unsolvable tactic that even the ga server’s AI had no way of countering.

During the open-beta phase, players weren’t familiar with these bizarre extraordinary abilities, so they could only fight shaless with shaless.

But as ti passed and four or five versions later, everyone beca clear on the characteristics of the Mind Sequence abilities, and they were able to specifically counter them.

For instance, the “Tongue Twister” tactic Aske used was an ergency asure that ca up with on the fly, knowing that the Mind Power could read his superficial mories.

After all, it’s not like they could just go offline to ask.

The group continued to advance and soon arrived at the bottom of the central mountain peak on the island.

Fine stone steps were laid out from the foot of the mountain, winding upwards in a circular climb, and every few dozen ters stood an Ancient Solomon-style stone archway.

In front of the first archway stood two Samurai dressed in deep blue armor, appearing to be human.

Their eyes were tightly shut, as if they were deeply lost in ditation.

Their armor was adorned with various mysterious runes, and the longswords or sabers at their waists shone with an ominous blue light, suggesting they were not ordinary weapons.

“Sleeping Warriors of Dream Heaven,” Aske said through the communication channel.

“These samurai have their eyes shut tight, their consciousness constantly in a state of sleep, controlled by a manipulator behind the scenes.

Yet, they can observe the outside world through Mind Vision, so the boss behind the scenes has probably already noticed us.”

“Since they’ve noticed us, why don’t they attack?” Eleanor asked.

“Because their mission is to defend the first archway,” Aske said with a smile.

“If they had the authority to attack proactively, we could just lure them away with one person, and the rest of us could waltz up the mountain.”

“So how do we fight?” Peggy asked.

“Simple,” Aske replied.

“Eleanor goes first, using the ‘Dragon Spear’ to pierce through one enemy, then throw him back to us.

, Peggy, and dea will focus our fire to quickly take down the grounded one, while Eleanor keeps the other one busy.”

“There’s another problem.” He thought for a mont and then added, “Once we kill these two enemies, it will alarm the enemies on the mountain, and they may continuously send samurai down.

If we engage in battle on the narrow mountain path, there’s a great risk of falling off the cliff.

If we slip down the mountainside, we would likely lose half our lives, even if not fatal, and it would also cause a break in the team’s cohesion.”

“Therefore, we absolutely cannot get entangled with the enemies.

Since there are far more enemies than us, even if they launch kamikaze attacks, grappling us and jumping off the cliff one-on-one would be quite tricky for us.

Hence, we need a rapid assault output and push forcefully all the way to the summit.”

“M-hm, m-hm,” the girls nodded.

So the question arose, how to execute this rapid assault output?

“Which brings us back to that issue, our output efficiency is insufficient,” Aske said seriously, looking at dea.

“To carry out this tactic perfectly, we have to rely on you.

Go berserk, King of Manuscripts!”

dea: ???

“You an, rely on ?” she frowned.

“See, don’t you have male fear-induced power?

Touching a man causes your fla ability to burst,” Aske said.

“I’ll touch you first, then you go into a berserk state and charge up the mountain, wildly throwing fireballs ahead.

Whatever the enemy is on the mountain, if they are more than three steps away, you will bombard them with fireballs; when they’ve lost enough HP and co within three steps, we’ll go up and finish them off.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” dea shook her head.

“In the so-called ‘berserk’ state, I have extre animosity toward all males.

I might lose control and, despite the risk of violating the contract, decide to take you down first, you slly man.”

“What if I stay out of your sight?” Aske pondered.

“I’ll hide behind you, not enter your visual field, and also remain silent the whole ti while keeping up shooting with my handgun?”

“I could try to pretend you don’t exist,” dea nodded.

“Let’s give it a shot.”

“How long can you stay in berserk mode?” Aske confird.

“About five minutes,” dea felt very strange.

Because in the court of the patriarchal Seljuk Empire, people there were disgusted with her uncontrolled hatred of n; even the eunuchs dared not appear in her sightline.

Her own father was quite dissatisfied with this as well, and she wasn’t even invited to court banquets.

How co on Aske’s side, losing control of one’s abilities has instead beco a form of excellent combat technique?

“After five minutes, if there are no males in my sight, I can calm down and end the loss of control,” dea said with a frown, “If it exceeds 5 minutes, my spirituality will suffer damage; if it exceeds 20 minutes, my mind will be at permanent and irreversible risk of losing control.”

“Within 20 minutes, huh?

That should be enough,” Aske nodded.

“Can’t you calculate it by 5 minutes?” Seeing the other party directly estimating it by 20 minutes, dea nearly burst into tears, “If the loss of control exceeds 10 minutes, I’ll have to lie in bed afterwards and not get up!

That’s a serious injury!”

“5 minutes, huh?

We’ll just have to speed up and charge ahead.

If we’re fast enough, we can still get to the mountaintop in advance,” Aske pondered, “There’s no avoiding male NPCs in the BOSS fight, we’ll see if we can kill them swiftly.

If not, just close your eyes and use your Mind Power to hypnotize yourself to end the loss of control, pretending that the males around you don’t exist.”

“Mm,” dea mumbled.

“Let’s do it this way then,” Aske decided, “In the upcoming battle formation, Peggy and Eleanor will take position number one, Nora number two, dea number three, and I’ll stand at the back.

If we encounter enemies, dea, you’ll start by wildly throwing your uncontrolled Fireballs, and if they get in close, Eleanor will use the Dragon Spear to grab and slam the enemies to the ground, while Peggy and I focus fire.

Any questions?”

“No,” the girls all shook their heads.

“Then let’s go,” Aske said, “dea, I’ll give you a buff.”

“Just to remind you,” dea said, “No matter where you touch on my body, within one second, flas with temperatures above 1000 degrees will begin to rise from the surface of my skin.

If your Evasion isn’t quick enough, you could be seriously burned.”

“Understood, then please close your eyes,” Aske instructed, “Everyone else, move further away.”

The three ladies hastily moved away.

dea closed her eyes, wondering what Aske was about to do, then heard him say sothing in her ear:

“My apologies.”

Slap!

A loud slap echoed as it landed on her face.

dea’s eyes flew open, and at first, the outrage of being humiliated surged up, but then a more profound and complicated emotion quickly overtook her.

Panic, fear, loathing, rejection, malice, and a powerful hostility.

The touch of a male palm lingered on her delicate facial skin, and images of her mother and three male slaves surfaced before her eyes again—the filthy, dirty scenes filled with a sense of immorality, nearly triggering a visceral urge to vomit.

Her heartfelt Flas blazed fervently, her chest felt as if it had beco a massive furnace, with her fiery blood churning and spreading like magma beneath the surface, eager to erupt and purify the whole world in flas.

Having delivered the slap, Aske quickly dodged and moved behind her.

dea’s body slowly levitated, with flas violently erupting from the myriads of pores on her skin, nearly burning her into a pillar of fire.

Her wine-red hair fluttered amongst the sparks; the long horns of an Enchanting Demon stood out on her forehead; and in her pupils burned an exceptionally fierce and raging fla.

“That damned…

swine!

Where are you!!!” dea roared furiously from within the flas, each breath carrying the heat of burning air.

“Over there!” Eleanor promptly pointed at two Sleeping Warriors ahead, afraid that dea would turn around and attack Aske.

“Die, you swine!” dea fought the urge to turn and lash out as she conjured two red Fireballs and fiercely hurled them forward.

The Sleeping Warriors turned their heads, but before they could react, they were engulfed by the roaring flas.

“(Seljuk dialect) Die, die, die, you swine!” dea started to spout gibberish, cursing in her native tongue as Fireballs continued to smash forward relentlessly.

The two Sleeping Warriors attempted to advance towards them but were first scorched, singeing hair and eyelashes, then the Runes on their armors provided defense that completely failed against the high temperature, and more Fireballs bombarded from above, like a barrage of hundred rockets scouring the ground, kicking up a lot of smoke and dust.

When the smoke cleared, the figures of the two Sleeping Warriors were gone, leaving only two charred, twisted carcasses on the scorched ground.

“(Devil language) There are more!

Other swine!” dea shouted obscenities in Devil language, clearly beginning to lose her Sanity.

Nora also reacted, quickly pointing ahead:

“More n on the mountain!”

“Don’t ntion that filthy word in my presence!” dea scread furiously, with Eleanor and Nora feeling the hot wind in their faces, almost being smoked dry.

When they regained their senses, they saw dea, engulfed in flas, charging up the mountain, looking as majestic as a Fla Demon.

“Wait, we haven’t set up our formation yet!” Eleanor and the others hurriedly chased after her.

Aske watched from behind, feeling that the performance of the character king in the past life forum was definitely underestimated.

This wasn’t just any ordinary Burst; it was like a god descending to Earth!

The power of a rocket launcher barrage couldn’t be any more than this!

He called out to Peggy, and the two also imdiately followed in pursuit.