"Server 0288888 has already fallen. Seeing it from this perspective for the first time is really tragic. Just as the viewers said, NPC deaths should be irreversible."
Lin Haowan was still live streaming.
In just three hours, Tianhe Village had failed to defend itself.
It was truly an ugly sight!
After all, the fourth wave consisted of only Level 4 monsters.
If anyone was to blame, it was Youlong Studio for burning bridges, making ordinary players completely lose trust in them, leaving their levels lagging far behind with a massive gap.
Meanwhile, Wangxi Village was bustling with activity.
They had already reached the eighth wave of the monster siege, with only two waves left to win the village defense.
Not only that, but since the eighth wave monsters were Level 8, the players killing them gained experience rapidly.
Golden flashes kept appearing.
Upon reaching Level 10, players could learn a new skill.
Some chose burst skills, while others went for ultimate finishing moves.
Either way, they could greatly strengthen themselves.
The skill trainers were overwhelmed with work.
The Orb of Wisdom stopped letting people touch it and instead emitted streams of blue light that struck the players.
Some players cheered, others pondered—everyone was busy understanding their Level 10 skills.
Chu Fu was incredibly busy.
As she flew around, she kept unleashing Plague Spread, running along all four city walls.
The spreading plague boosted her contribution points rapidly.
But Shen Chi's arrow towers and robots struggled against the Level 8 monsters, their effectiveness fading.
Lin Haowan continued dutifully, "Right now, we can see the player with the highest contribution is 'Who Wants to Be a Plant?'—no surprise there.
'Rocket on a Wheelchair' is second.
'Who Are You Calling Blind?' is third.
'Suture Saint' is fourth.
Fifth is 'Omnipotent Mage'.
Oh, and the leader of the Thorn Guild, Proud Yet Not Arrogant, is at a disadvantage. As a frontline tank class, she isn't earning many contribution points.
In village defense battles, besides boss kills counting for the whole team, contributions for kills beyond 100 meters are lost, and tanks only get credit for holding off monsters."
The problem was that faraway monsters were killed by mages before they could even get close to Proud Yet Not Arrogant, so she couldn't compete.
She was gritting her teeth in frustration.
Lin Haowan shouted again, "Alright, the monsters are almost cleared. Everything's going smoothly for now, but things will change. The ninth wave is coming!"
"The ninth wave consists of flying monsters. Many village defense teams have fallen in this wave."
"Players are at a huge disadvantage against flying monsters!"
A 10-minute break.
Everyone quickly learned skills, restocked potions, and took advantageous positions—rooftops!
The ninth wave of flying monsters appeared from the horizon, a pitch-black mass.
As they flew over, the entire village went dark.
Countless ravens, eagles, bats, vultures, and other monsters appeared overhead.
But in the next moment, countless players below also deployed items.
Mechanical Wings!
These were basic mechanical wings made by Shen Chi. Though not fast, they were genuinely capable of flight.
Every melee class had been given one.
"Oh my god! The players of Wangxi Village are flying!!!"
"My god, these must have been made by 'Rocket on a Wheelchair'. Crafting-class players are terrifyingly awesome!"
"Most importantly, this kind of item gives players limitless possibilities. And he actually sold that many!"
"Three thousand—at least three thousand players have this item. Can they withstand the flying monsters?"
Chu Fu just wanted to say: Easy as pie.
[Plague Spread]
Pink mist clouds exploded in the sky, spreading the plague from one to two, two to four.
Even though the flying monsters came from all directions,
they ultimately converged over the village center and then swooped down.
The sky was completely dark.
But with Chu Fu's Plague Spread, a rain of birds fell from the sky.
Chu Fu's eyes scanned the black tide of beasts and spotted the bosses.
She had given up controlling the previous 40 plants, but her backpack contained 40 watermelon bombs.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Watermelon bombs, each the size of a washbasin, arced through the air and struck a boss.
[System Notification: Player "Who Wants to Be a Plant?" has killed the beast tide boss Eagle King. Awarding all team members 1 free attribute point.]
Keep going!
Watermelon bombs hurled again.
[System Notification: Player "Who Wants to Be a Plant?" has killed the beast tide boss Bat King. Awarding all team members 1 free attribute point.]
[System Notification: Player "Who Wants to Be a Plant?" has killed the beast tide boss Raven King. Awarding all team members 1 free attribute point.]
[System Notification: Player "Who Wants to Be a Plant?" has killed the beast tide boss Vulture King. Awarding all team members 1 free attribute point.]
The ninth wave was cleared!
Players quickly picked up gear—the ground was littered with white-tier, black-iron-tier, and even bronze-tier equipment.
"I've got a bronze-tier piece the big shot didn't pick up, for mages. Anyone want it?"
"Black-iron-tier gear is free! Hurry, hurry, my inventory's full!"
"Aura priests are buffing everyone for free! Come get your boost!"
"Bread—free bread that restores stamina!"
"Wine, for recovering mana! Mages who are overworked come collect it here!"
"Are there any unlucky dead souls who need resurrection? Report your coordinates fast, or you'll lie there until the event ends!"
"Suture Saint, me, me!"
"Help! Saintly Healer, save me!"
Items were no longer being sold—whoever needed something just took it freely. Buffs and supplies were flying everywhere.
Ten minutes went by, and everyone was frantically busy.
It was almost over!
In just four hours, over 3,000 players had reached Level 10, the rest were at Level 9, with very few stuck at Level 8.
They all waited for the final wave.
...
Hidden in the forest, ImmobileKing was also watching the live stream via the game's official website.
He watched in fear!
How was he supposed to fight that?
One person against 9,000?
Even if he became a world boss, wouldn't he just be killed in two blows?
Beside him stood the NPC who had lured him into the evil faction, the werewolf Tuge.
"It's your turn now, ImmobileKing!"
"These fools—the more they kill, the more the Beast God's power descends."
"Even if they destroy my avatars, the power won't fade."
"That power will merge into your body and make you strong!"
"Come, let me show you the power of the Beast God!"
The werewolf Tuge began to pray.
In the next moment, a blood-red streak appeared in the sky, like a silk ribbon descending from above, merging into ImmobileKing's body.
Instantly, ImmobileKing's body began to stretch, muscles tearing apart in excruciating pain, and black fur sprouted all over.
He gradually transformed into a massive black wolf.
Not only that, but more and more silk-like red streaks fell, enlarging his form further.
The werewolf Tuge went from pride at first, to a stiff expression, to a dark, gloomy face.
"How can there be so many?"
