However, Thirteen Spices did not indulge in irrational sentintality with Husky, such as the "you block for , I’ll block for you" type... Instead, he lowered his head, closed his eyes, and began to channel.
His consciousness soared instantly, like a bird pulled high into the sky—then, maintaining this bird’s-eye view, he randomly selected seven bundles of orange-yellow flas before abruptly plumting.
Invisible, transparent threads descended from the sky, landing on so of the "sailors."
Thirteen Spices felt his consciousness split into eight fragnts.
As the consciousness of the original body was faint to the point of almost imperceptible—he was like managing seven threads simultaneously, furiously switching screens, precisely controlling these seven n.
Not rely suggesting.
But accurately calculating the trajectory of bullets to ensure that these seven n dispersed in the crowd would not attack their "teammates" right away, nor would they be imdiately noticed by others.
—Suddenly, these seven n, without hesitation, turned their guns and shot at their nearby companions.
All the conscious sailors felt bullets flying from all directions—out of tension, they also aid at others.
At this mont, it was as if an invisible hand gently stirred their fear and tension.
So of them subconsciously pulled the trigger.
In an instant, the situation turned chaotic. The scenario where players were backed into a corner on the ship and continuously faced gunfire was resolved by Thirteen Spices.
The previous speaker wanted to maintain order.
But he didn’t have ti to shout.
Just about a second after he ordered "Fire", a small arrow, no longer than a pinkie, flew towards him.
It was a shadow arrow, leaving behind only the shadow of its tip as it shot out, silently passing through the crowded, turbulent crowd, piercing precisely into the man’s temple, and blood blossod like a flower from the other side.
His body slightly swayed, and along with the first round of gunfire, he naturally fell to the ground.
This chaos was destined not to last long.
But it was enough for them to unfold their formation... and for Husky to boost the others.
At this mont, Tasty Bald Eagle suddenly made a move.
This bald Sword Saint had closed his eyes and gripped his sword for about five seconds after boarding the ship—his sudden strike even caught the sailors off guard.
It was a strike like quicksilver, like a cot.
His silvery sword aura, unimpeded, split two n it encountered along its path into halves, and severed the arm of a third.
They were thrown into the air as if by so spiraling force—including the third who was rely grazed— their severed limbs and themselves were violently thrown high up into the air and fell off the ship into the sea.
But Tasty Bald Eagle’s actual target was a Wizard who had just co up from the cabin.
The Wizard was accompanied by several guards, likely high-ranking or a high-level Wizard.
Thirteen Spices and Husky coordinated, providing all players with wall-penetrating vision—the most useful of which was Tasty Bald Eagle!
Because his sword aura could penetrate walls.
This spiraling sword aura blasted through all structures and continued its high-speed flight forward... until it flew out of the ship and plunged into the sea.
The sea surface burst open!
A huge splash, as tall as seven to eight ters, resembling a cola bottle, surged up, and fine rain even sprinkled onto the deck.
The Wizard, likely a silver-ranked one, was hit directly by the sword aura enveloping him. His upper body exploded like it was sucked into a jet engine, scattering evenly throughout a ten-square-ter cabin area.
His feet and shoes were thrown who-knows-where, while everything above the knees was distributed uniformly across the cabin.
—Tasty Bald Eagle, in his first strike from the rear, made a significant achievent!
Though his role was a flexible warrior... it didn’t an he couldn’t assassinate.
Among the players, without destroying any Wizards, his sword aura was the strongest skill for storming fortifications.
A "Spiral Charge" strike charged with four layers of sword aura directly killed a Wizard! Even one of their guards lost combat ability—likely kicked in the face by a flying "foot."
That "foot" was not light.
It possessed the force to hurl most of an adult four or five ters, directly flying along a parabola. The last limb of that Wizard directly broke the guard’s neck, nearly bending his head backward at a ninety-degree angle, presumably killing him.
It was like playing a side-scrolling beat-’em-up ga, directly positioned at the rightmost side, starting to crazily launch waves out of the screen.
This Wizard had just "spawned" and had not cast any spells or unraveled any Curse Bindings. He hadn’t even seen his enemies or knew what was happening above... when Tasty Bald Eagle, keeping him outside of his perception range, slashed him away with one strike.
—If conditions allowed, letting the players block the door and fight, they would definitely not let the enemies out... letting these people finish their whining and then start a personal talent show—then take them down one by one.
Before those who took action were actually only Lin Yiyi, Longjing Tea, Husky, and Thirteen Spices. Delicious Wind Goose had been hiding until now, wanting to see if he could stealthily take down an elite monster.
He obviously succeeded.
"——[Full Force Attack]!"
Longjing Tea shouted out the Decree at the top of his voice.
All non-wizard classes felt a surge of heat flowing through their bodies.
The scorching heat made their muscles heat up as if infinite strength accompanied it.
Simply put... their strength attribute was amplified by about 10% by this spell.
And at this mont, Delicious Wind Goose finally made his move.
After all, he is a lee class.
His ranged attacks require "Qi," and this combat resource cannot recover during battle.
To maintain his combat power, Delicious Wind Goose instantly killed an elite monster or a mini-boss and then charged out—his own attack power was not low at all.
Moreover, Delicious Wind Goose possessed a Curse Binding called "Pawn Crossing the River."
As long as he continued to charge forward, the power of his next attack would accumulate continuously. Depending on the distance and ti moved, it could reach up to three tis his usual power.
This is marked as "one strike."
And not limited to only one enemy.
Therefore...
The Delicious Wind Goose was seen swiftly holding a short sword and darted out.
Curse patterns covered his entire right arm, extending to the blade itself.
As Delicious Wind Goose’s speed increased, the blade trailed a longer and longer white afterimage.
And as he rushed into the crowd—he swung his blade backward and slashed fiercely in front of him.
Four people were directly cleaved into halves!
Even one person’s shotgun, held in their hands, was also slashed in half by Delicious Wind Goose!
And his ordinary iron blade was still as pristine as snow.
There was not the slightest nick, nor was it stained with blood.
The fine droplets of blood were like droplets falling on a dish soaked in detergent, automatically forming beads and flying away.
——Clang!
Delicious Wind Goose skillfully sheathed his blade, turned around and drew it again, and began to charge horizontally... planning to create a ’7’ shape in the enemy’s formation using severed limbs!
But just at that mont.
"[Dodge Quickly]!"
The divine-like voice of Longjing Tea’s Decree sounded again.
Delicious Wind Goose’s body, unexpectedly and without seeing clearly, moved laterally in a ghost-like manner several steps to the side, avoiding an attack he hadn’t even noticed to this mont.
And at this ti, Delicious Wind Goose realized...
Where he originally stood, several shadowy spikes composed of shadows, rising from the ground without damaging the deck—asuring about one ter eighty.
"[Dodge Quickly]!"
In his mont of distraction, Longjing Tea’s Decree ca down again.
His figure moved swiftly left and right like a phantom—and at that ti, Delicious Wind Goose steadied his mind and charged forward again.
He swung his blade, slashing towards the front!
And just then, huge shadowy tentacles with nurous spikes on their surfaces rose from the ground, chasing after Delicious Wind Goose from behind. That was the "invisible attack" which Longjing Tea’s Decree had forcefully made him avoid!
If entangled, one would instantly be ground down to re bones.
However, Delicious Wind Goose fully trusted Longjing Tea’s supportive capabilities.
Even though he had absolutely no idea where the enemy was, he did not hesitate at all.
He charged forward fearlessly like "Pawn Crossing the River," without even looking back—
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