387 Chapter 308: Battle to Madness [2/2]
This battle was exciting.
The final battle began under everyone's gaze.
The player alliance troop didn't care about the price and used all their might.
Like waves, they launched overlapping attacks on Twilight City, which only had a few people.
However, the charging soldiers were like eggs smashed against the city walls.
No matter how fierce the troops were, they could not do anything to them.
Richard's mana was limited, so he could not perform Yellow Sand Control to create waves, but he could control a part of it to form small sandstorms that could tear apart the enemies.
Once they recovered enough mana, they would set off terrifying sand waves or raging sandstorms that could devour everything.
He had killed more than five platoons of soldiers by himself.
He was known as the Soul Reaper.
Xina's steel longsword was unparalleled in its sharpness. No one could block her charge.
Even if the other party had repeatedly mobilized their troops to besiege and kill him, this veteran with glorious-level battle skills could kill her way out without any effort.
Alves's gigantic body attracted the most attacks. It was ultimately the first soldier to attract hatred.
However, the blood-colored energy in his body could corrode the corpses around him. It turned them into blood-colored energy to heal his injuries.
This dragon hero wasn't in too much danger. On the contrary, the Dragon Breath caused fatal damage to the allied forces every time.
The most ethereal was Renee's divine soul, which existed within the ancient god statue.
Although her divine power had been exhausted, she could still rely on her teleportation ability. The elven sword in her hand was still invincible.
It swept across the area.
Gunter was the first hero to encounter danger. The player coalition has long targeted this terrifying spellcaster.
After she cast spells without limit and caused enormous damage to the enemy troops, the magic power in her body fell to the bottom.
What restricted the strength of a spellcaster was always the upper limit of magic power.
A spellcaster without magic power was like a tiger without teeth.
Fortunately, Alves had arrived at the critical moment and let Gunter ride on his back.
With the protection of this powerful meat shield, Gunter had a stable mana recovery space, and it didn't take long for him to display his soul-strapping attack power again.
At this point, the battle was like fighting a boss.
The only difference was that this big boss was a player like them.
The battle continued, but the situation had changed. The number of players in the allied troops decreased at a visible rate.
Although only five combatants remained on the field, each was a monster.
The morale of the players in the arena, which had been at its peak after they cleared out the Twilight City troops, gradually plummeted...
An indescribable fear and uneasiness welled up in their hearts.
Could it be that even with a hundred of them, they could not defeat a single Qingqiu?
No, it was impossible!
They roared in their hearts and threw the unacceptable ending out of their minds.
They were the final victors! They couldn't fail!
"Kill!"
Roars of anger sounded again.
The long-range archers, priests, mages, close-range knights, warriors, swordsmen, and thieves attacked again.
However, the figures they faced were like stone monuments that would never collapse.
The Twilight City troops didn't care how the enemies attacked.
They could not cause any substantial damage to them...
The number of people might have reached the limit.
However, the quality was still a lot terrifying.
'Boom! Boom!'
Suddenly.
The ground shook while the players in the middle of the battle fought.
They saw that half of the red mountain below them fell to the same height as the lava in the furnace.
It exposed only three to five meters of it.
They stood under their feet. They could even feel the heat from the lava.
At the same time, a soul-strapping pressure pressed down from the sky.
All flying units quickly descended violently.
The pressure starkly banned from flying the force that previously restricted the height.
Richard fell to the ground, and his eyes narrowed.
He was running out of time.
He looked at the thousands of soldiers left on the battlefield. He waved his hands.
"Slay!"
Perish together?
It did not exist.
There could only be one winner in this battle.
The other players could sense Richard's attitude when they heard the snort.
They quickly threw back to their minds the fear and uneasiness in their hearts.
Grief and humiliation filled their hearts!
Wasn't this an insult to them?
"Even if I have to die, I'll drag this bastard down with me!"
"Slay!"
Furious, the troops attacked again.
The finale of this death battle broke out as the red mountain gradually sank in the magma.
It is against the enemy, against the time.
Whoever killed everyone else before the mountain sinks into the lava will be the victor.
Only life and death.
