The more than thirty black-clad mbers of the Night Blades watched in horror as Vite fell into the lava, instantly disintegrating into ashes. Before they could recover from their shock, they were attacked from both sides.
Roars echoed within the volcano's belly.
The remnants of the Green Ivy Group and the Angel Guild launched their attack on the black-clad mbers. They harbored a deep-seated hatred for these foreign invaders, fighting fearlessly and recklessly.
Moreover, a large number of Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spiders also joined the fray.
"Irving, how are you doing?" Vicky and Sophia rushed to Irving's side, their faces filled with concern as they checked his injuries.
Irving's skin was covered in terrifying cracks, and he braced himself against the rock wall with one hand, looking as if he could collapse at any mont.
Even with the 90% damage reduction from the passive skill of the [Sky Guardian Necklace], he was still gravely injured by the concentrated attacks of the black-clad mbers.
"I'm fine..." Irving said through gritted teeth, forcing a bitter smile. The excruciating pain from his cracked skin was not sothing anyone could easily endure, yet he had managed to hold on.
In the final mont, he had mustered all his strength to release [FireBall], pushing Vite into the lava.
Despite the certain death situation, he managed to endure it by sheer force of will. Even while enduring imnse pain, he managed to counterattack and kill Vite, the leader of the Night Blades squad.
He had done his best!
"It's just a pity that the necklace is ruined." Irving shook his head as he slowly opened his hand, revealing the [Sky Guardian Necklace], now shattered. The central gem had been pulverized into dust.
In such a damaged state, there was no possibility of repair.
"Irving, as long as you're okay. You really scared just now." Vicky quickly cast [Healing Art], emitting green light that floated from her body.
The green glow lingered briefly in the air before swiftly rging into Irving's wounds.
In just a few minutes, the wounds covering Irving's body began to heal at a visible rate, and the pain on his face eased considerably.
Not far away.
The more than thirty mages of the Night Blades continued to resist the encirclent, struggling to hold their ground. Although most of them were mages, their sheer numbers made it difficult for the Green Ivy Group and Angel Guild to get close, even as they fought fiercely.
"It's ti to end this." Cold light flashed in Irving's deep eyes.
He had a deep-seated blood feud with the Night Blades, and there was no need for rcy.
"Damn it… Jas, those bastards are too strong. We can't get close, and if this drags on, our brothers won't hold out." said a player from the Green Ivy Group.
Jas's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "Even if we have to perish together, we must eliminate them!"
"Kill!" The guild players charged fearlessly, brandishing their swords and heading straight into the falling magical orbs, ready to launch another assault.
In the Angel Guild.
The remaining mbers, deeply moved by the recent battle, no longer hesitated. They followed closely behind Anna and Aron, prepared to charge once more.
"Courting death!" The more than thirty black-clad n ford a phalanx, showing disdain in their eyes as the Green Ivy Group and Angel Guild launched their pincer attack.
Even though Vite was dead, their strength far surpassed that of the Angel Guild and the Green Ivy Group.
After all, in the recent battle, the Night Blades' thirty-plus black-clad mbers had not suffered any losses under the protection of the Fox family. They still maintained their peak combat power.
However, they didn't notice Irving's cold eyes locking onto them from not far away.
Boom!
In the next mont, several massive fireballs, like teors falling from the sky, heavily bombarded the phalanx of black-clad n. Not only that, but Sophia also unleashed ice spells. Ice spikes appeared out of thin air, darting forward like arrows...
It was a scene of fire and ice.
"Irving, let help you too." Vicky's eyes were determined as she quickly waved her staff.
Although she was a support mage, apart from having [Healing Art] to enhance the team, she could also cast [ntal Confusion], causing the enemy to fall into a brief state of chaos.
However, [ntal Confusion] was still at a basic level, so it had many limitations. Only enemies within ten ters of her would be affected, and the further away they were, the less effective the spell would be.
While the skill could briefly confuse enemies, making them unable to distinguish between friend and foe, its effectiveness was influenced by the enemy's strength. The weaker the enemy, the easier it was for the skill to hit.
If the enemy was too strong, they could easily break free from this debuff...
Given Vicky's current understanding of the skill, she couldn't cast [ntal Confusion] in most battles. But the current situation was different.
With the Green Ivy Group and Angel Guild mbers charging at the forefront, it created an opportunity for her to cast the spell.
As the massive fireballs smashed down and ice spikes flew rapidly around, the more than thirty mages of the Night Blades felt an unprecedented sense of danger. Just as they were about to dodge, they felt a ntal impact, causing the scene before them to blur...
Although Vicky's [ntal Confusion] wasn't enough to make the black-clad n turn on each other, it did buy Jas and the others so ti.
Boom!
A series of thunderous explosions echoed through the air. The phalanx ford by the thirty-plus black-clad mbers of Night Blades fell into chaos, giving Jas and his charging companions the opportunity to break through and get up close.
"Kill them!" A burly player from the guild leaped forward, wielding an axe that ca crashing down heavily.
At such close range, the thirty-plus black-clad n were slaughtered like pigs and dogs. They had no ability to fight back at all.
The battle lasted less than ten minutes.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the sounds of killing gradually subsided. All thirty-plus black-clad n lay in pools of their own blood, without a single survivor.
The players of the Green Ivy Group, their eyes red with fury, continued to hack at the corpses, venting their anger.
At this mont, Irving walked up. He glanced indifferently at the bodies scattered on the ground, his deep eyes showing no trace of emotion.
Everyone's gaze imdiately focused on Irving.
"Irving." The murderous aura around Jas began to dissipate as he spoke with a trembling voice, "Irving, these bastards deserved to die, but it's a pity we've lost several more brothers..."
He couldn't help but sigh.
Before entering this secret realm, the Green Ivy Group had brought along over a hundred brothers. Now, only seven stood beside Jas.
As for the Angel Guild, they had also suffered heavy casualties!
Aron's entire guard team had been annihilated, and only about ten mbers of the Angel Guild remained...
Before the opening of the Flowing Light and Dense Realm, all players had high hopes for this place. But upon entering the secret realm, they realized that exploring its treasures was far more challenging than they had imagined.
Irving couldn't help but shake his head.
Having survived one apocalypse, he was long accustod to such brutal environnts. Survival of the fittest was an eternal law of this world.
"There will be more battles like this in the future. The apocalypse is far more cruel than you can imagine." Irving shook his head, his gaze shifting to a platform erging from the lava in the distance.
On the platform, a crimson orb imbued with mysterious power radiated a dazzling light.
That artifact, left behind by an ancient race that once dominated Blue Planet millions of years ago, was a "legacy treasure." It was highly likely to contain so kind of power capable of countering the Dark Sovereign.
At that mont, the system notification sounded again.
[There are only fifteen minutes left until the end of the Flowing Light and Dense Realm!]
[Once the ti is up, this secret realm will be permanently sealed beneath the volcano, and all surviving players will be forcibly ejected...]
[00:14:52]
As they watched the ti tick away, the expressions of everyone present beca more and more serious. They had risked their lives to get here, all for the sake of obtaining the treasure hidden within the secret realm.
Now, that "legacy treasure" was right before their eyes. But as they looked at the rolling lava below, no one could think of a way to reach that platform.
"Irving, ti is running out." Jas said anxiously. "We're thirty or forty ters away from that platform. Unless soone can fly over, there's no way to get that pearl."
The other players nodded in agreent. At this mont, disappointnt was evident on all their faces.
Anna and Aron walked over with their team. The looks in their eyes were complex as they gazed at Irving, as if there were many things they wanted to say, but with the secret realm about to close, there was no ti for words.
"I have an idea, but I don't know if it will work..." Anna said slowly, glancing at the platform.
"What's your idea?" Jas asked urgently.
Anna said, "According to the system prompt, only one player can obtain the treasure in the secret realm. If we all exit the ga, leaving just one person here, the system might automatically determine that person as the final player, and they might directly obtain the pearl."
"The biggest problem now is deciding who should stay..."
As her words fell, everyone fell into silence. After all, each person had taken great risks to get here, and no one was willing to give up this opportunity.
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