“So this is where you were waiting for me?”
Seeing this scene, Chu Fu immediately understood the purpose behind the trap set by the Mechanical God.
Chu Fu’s team was overwhelmingly composed of magic-class players. The only ones who specialized purely in physical damage were Xie Lin and Wu Yingchun.
Shen Chi and Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao had also mastered metal and earth elemental abilities respectively.
So once their spells were sealed, the consequences would be severe.
Especially for Chu Fu.
At this moment, none of the clones could use magic.
What was more, the contracted plant spirits were themselves products of magic, and every one of them was a wood-element spirit.
As their magic was drained away, the spirits gradually became listless. In the end, they turned into withered corn, dandelions, and mile-a-minute vines.
Chu Fu’s plan to create a million contracted plants had been completely ruined.
…
The high-dimensional plane.
There was no smile on the Mechanical God’s mechanical face.
But the metallic voice clearly conveyed the joy of victory.
“Target: Who Wants to Be a Vegetable? Lock on to the target! Initiate extermination protocol!”
In an instant, countless machines received the order and concentrated their attacks on a girl wearing a green, court-style gown with an enormous skirt.
The next moment, she was blasted to death.
Dead.
The evil gods in the high-dimensional plane could not help crying out in surprise. Their intense emotions caused the entire plane to ripple and distort.
“It’s over already?” The Wolf God stared at the scene, doubting his own eyes.
Yet the image glimpsed through the crack had been transmitted with perfect clarity.
Who Wants to Be a Vegetable? had died just like that.
But in the next moment, the Titan God frowned. His terrifyingly massive body made the motion resemble a mountain rising from between his brows.
“No, that’s not right. How can there still be another one?”
The beautiful human girl appeared in another direction, raising her hand at the same time.
The Mechanical God’s data began racing through calculations.
“It must be a resurrection scroll. That isn’t something we can suppress, but it doesn’t matter. We’ll just keep killing her!”
It issued the final command.
Countless machines began frantically locking onto her facial features and giving chase.
…
In the game,
Chu Fu’s clones died in large numbers.
“Why are they all targeting me?”
“Plant Girl, come over here! I’ll protect you!”
Xie Lin spoke as he controlled his clone and focused on protecting Chu Fu’s clone.
He used swordsmanship—not metal manipulation, but pure swordplay: Grass Controlling the Sword with the Heart.
What did it matter that the surrounding elements had been drained?
Slash!
Slash!
Slash!
His sword swept across the Origin-grade machines.
However, this was only one percent of Xie Lin’s true strength. His attacks benefited solely from the advantage of his skills, not from superior attributes, so he could basically only fight one-on-one.
Chu Fu’s clones continued to suffer devastating casualties.
“Damn it, I’ll show you what I’m made of! Sword Saint Brother, help me—cut open my palm!”
She controlled her clone and spread open its hand.
“Such a cruel thing, and you want me, your flower-protecting knight, to do it?”
Xie Lin glanced at Chu Fu.
Chu Fu was both amused and exasperated. How could Xie Lin be so handsome and such a fool at the same time?
“Stop fooling around. We’re fighting monsters here! Hurry!”
“All right, all right!”
Xie Lin simultaneously controlled his own clone and slashed open the palm of Chu Fu’s clone.
The clones seemed to operate according to a preset program. Although there were many of them, they all followed the same set of instructions.
Every clone sought out the nearby Xie Lin, opened its palm, and cut it.
A drop of blood flowed out.
This was no ordinary blood.
It contained the blood of the Calamity skill Poison Nation in the Palm.
The calamity spread, transforming into a vast expanse of black fog in the blink of an eye.
The machines had drained the surrounding elements, turning the area into a land without magic.
However, the blood in Chu Fu’s palm had long since stored wood elements and poison. Once it exploded, it naturally formed a calamity.
Even though the clones possessed very little spiritual power, their poison attacks were extremely powerful, and the range of Poison Nation in the Palm reached two hundred meters.
In an instant, the surrounding machines were engulfed, creating a scene of disaster.
“Zzzzzzzzz!”
Even metal was rapidly corroded. And with machines, once their circuits were damaged, they would completely break down, resulting in devastating casualties.
Large numbers of machines were destroyed by Chu Fu.
However, the other magic-class players faced the same problem and were also killed in large numbers by the machines.
Both sides suffered heavy losses.
Only the physical-combat players continued fighting furiously, even shining brilliantly on the battlefield.
Every one of Shen Chi’s clones was equipped with a mecha. The mechas were diamond-grade, and their performance was roughly comparable to that of Origin-grade mechas.
When the two sides clashed, both suffered damage.
As for Chu Feng, his attributes were simply overwhelming. He could practically kill an Origin-grade mecha with a single slash—and there were ten thousand copies of Chu Feng.
Countless members of the mechanical race were slaughtered. Of course, countless human player clones were also destroyed.
The mechas were endless.
But the clones had no more reinforcements.
…
Inside the city established by the Dragon Soaring Across the Nine Provinces Guild,
Chu Fu watched the scene and shook her head helplessly.
“The rift has been closed, and the spatial elements have been sealed off. Neither my Forest Spirit Passage nor Shen Chi’s spatial teleportation can establish a spatial channel!”
This battle had exposed them and alerted the enemy.
Still, it had allowed them to avoid an enormous crisis.
Long Zhantian, however, was not worried in the slightest.
“Chairwoman Chu, don’t jump to conclusions yet. They may have sealed the spatial rift, but we can still reopen it! Dragon Soaring Across the Nine Provinces has gathered more than a thousand spatial-class players from all across China to study teleportation arrays.”
“We originally did this to deal with the problem of distances expanding after the game invaded reality.”
“Who would have thought we’d make a new discovery? If they can open a rift, so can we!”
Long Zhantian directed the spatial mages as they constructed an array and aimed it at the spatial rift from earlier.
Silver spatial energy erupted, blasting open a gigantic crack.
The player clones entered once more.
The players also adjusted their strategy.
This time, they copied only physical-combat classes.
“Charge! If we take one of them down before we die, it’s a victory.”
“They’re only clones. Who’s afraid of dying?”
“Let them experience the true Fourth Calamity!”
Wave after wave of player clones charged forward.
“There must be machines and arrays sealing magic. Destroy them all!”
“Right! Destroy them!”
This time, there was no individual showing off their skills. There was only an endless stream of players throwing themselves into the battle.
Of course, charging the clone crystals was also a problem. This was a war of resources.
But Dragon Soaring Across the Nine Provinces was an official organization. Money was the one thing it had in abundance.
Fight. Fight until they were dead.
Under the players’ relentless assault, the territory they occupied grew larger and larger.
At first, it covered an area within a one-kilometer radius.
Gradually, it expanded to ten kilometers.
At this moment, a gigantic machine entered their view.
It stood a full two hundred meters tall, resembling a towering structure. Energy surged from its ten arms as it continuously washed over the surrounding area.
[Mechanical Divine Envoy: Sequence Zero, Level: 70, Durability: 1.2 trillion]
