PFC Chapter 273 The Decision That No “Nobody” Could Make.
Chapter 273 The Decision That No “Nobody” Could Make.
As players battle the Nether Legion, the first wave of attacks from the undead army is about to enter the portal.
The Death Knight stood in the cold night, making one last adjustment to his gear and slinging the Lava Blade on his back. He turned around and looked solemnly at the blond boy in front of him, asking, "Galan, are you sure you want to come with me?"
* His entire body was enveloped in deathly aura.
"Of course, I must go with you."
"Then...then stay close to me, and don't stray too far."
"Don't worry, I won't hold you back."
That's not what I meant...
This time, it was the necromancer's turn to scratch his head, feeling a bit confused. He felt that this kid was strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong with him.
"Then we should go and provide support."
Now is a critical time, and the necromancer can no longer worry about that little guy, Galan. He waves his hand and summons the undead warhorse with which he has a deep bond.
And Galan followed behind him.
Everyone is rushing to the front lines, how could the diviner of the Undead Legion fall behind? It's just that he feels his soul is particularly heavy.
As you pass through the portal to the main world, a wave of intense heat washes over you; on the other side of the portal lies a world ablaze with flames.
In fact, it wasn't just the undead leading the way; as the gate opened, other purple vortex portals appeared in the sky, from which emerged large numbers of constantly spinning blazing beings and ghasts.
The largest portal unfolded in the middle, from which flew out two figures most familiar to Galan: Null and the Angel of Death, who took control of the airspace.
In the darkness, the serpentine blade, shimmering with a faint purple light, continued to extend until a gate leading to the main world gradually unfolded beside it.
"Let's go too."
Natural Disaster turned to look at Adrian behind him, then raised his hand and pulled his mask up to cover half of his face.
Although he didn't know what had happened to Adrian, with a major battle imminent... he couldn't afford any mishaps.
Adrian simply replied, "Mm."
While seemingly adhering to the rules, monsters have no reason to reason with these players, especially since their positions are fundamentally different.
This is the final wave, and also the toughest battle.
Players have their own ways of coping, so as the biggest beneficiary of this game, they naturally won't stand idly by.
Thus, the most overpowered creature appeared in this battle.
No... no, that's not something that can be called a living being, but a mechanical life form piloted by Dennis, the head of the Minecraft virtual reality world.
There isn't just one mechanical life form capable of being driven like this; there are three of them.
These all come from the world outside the barrier.
Those mechanical lifeforms possessed extremely futuristic power, with super strong defense, beam cannons, and destructive force, delivering a direct, dimensional-reducing blow to the monster army.
“Hahahaha…” Dennis stared at the tiny monsters or humans below, and chuckled in a low voice, “How foolish… Did they really think we would do nothing?!”
"I've been wanting to experience this feeling of looking down on all living beings for a long time!"
Scorching steam was released from the back of the mechanical lifeform. Although it was called a mechanical lifeform, it actually resembled an iron golem, but... it was not something that this world could create.
The massive attack on player cities by the Nether Legion and the Undead Legion does not mean that only the players are being challenged; it also means that the upper-level founders have directly broken off relations and brought the battle into the open.
Naeus, the Nether King who also emerged from the portal, glanced disdainfully at the so-called behemoth.
He gave a cold "humph".
"Ridiculous, do you think you're the only ones who have it?"
Naeus raised the Nether Scepter and opened a massive Nether portal. At that moment, a giant hand made of solidified cooled magma gripped the edge of the portal, and a giant head encased in magma emerged from within—a lava giant.
The giant roared and charged powerfully toward the leading mechanical lifeform, instantly making this area inaccessible to ordinary players and monsters.
There can't be just one like that, and strong air support can't be limited to just those evil spirits floating in the air.
Those who are not strong in melee combat will engage in ranged attacks within the player's city.
The barriers and fortifications of the player city provide them with an excellent environment for dealing damage.
At this point, Galan, who had been staying at the rear of the legion, no longer lingered there.
His gaze became unusually determined as he moved closer to the center of the battlefield.
"Galan, where are you going?"
Naeus noticed Galan approaching the center of the battlefield. He reached out and placed the scepter of the underworld in front of Galan, blocking his path.
Galan looked up at Naeus and said thoughtfully, "Go... make a decision that 'no one' dares to make."
"I want it all to end, it has to end."
Naeus was quite surprised, wondering what Galan was planning to do, but it didn't sound like a good thing.
"You're not planning to go to the central government to dissuade them, are you? Haha..."
Naeus said it jokingly.
“No, I think this will be more useful than that.” Galan reached out and pushed the Lower Realm Scepter aside, continuing to move closer to the center.
Naeus watched his retreating figure, feeling that something was amiss, but with Galan's abilities, even if he couldn't defeat him, he would be able to escape.
No one wanted to make this decision.
Galan didn't know what "they" were thinking either.
But he did it anyway, even though he knew he didn't have the ability.
He knew he didn't have the ability to pull everyone off the scales.
* but.......
He knows who has it.
Galan continued to move closer to the center, and players who tried to get close attacked him. At this point, a huge skull head would suddenly appear next to him.
White beams of light converged in the mouth of the dragon head.
Swoosh—!
A powerful, impactful electronic beam sound effect rang out.
The largest beam of light pierced directly through the player, whose health bar continued to drop until he died.
“A mage should act like a mage,” Galan said, a bright smile suddenly appearing on his face.
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly soared into the air, raised his hand and released dozens of huge dragon bone cannons that were exactly the same as before. Each one was condensing a terrifying beam of light, and it was facing the players' "safe haven".
The ranged attackers inside the city immediately noticed this move and instantly turned their attacks towards Galan's location.
However, all those attacks struck the protective barrier that Galan already possessed.
"What is that kid planning to do?!" Null was currently dealing with the mechanical lifeform piloted by Dennis, along with the Angel of Death.
Although Galan has attracted those annoying flies, isn't this a bit too dangerous for Galan?
"Hey, getting distracted during battle is very disrespectful to me!" Dennis, controlling the console, raised his hand and slammed the distracted Null to the ground.
"Uh..."
Null's mind cleared instantly, and he quickly moved away from the position before the next blow was about to arrive.
At the same time, the massive beam of light from the Dragon Bone Cannon had converged, and the terrifying sound effect could be heard almost throughout the entire battlefield. The beam's brightness exploded instantly, illuminating half of the battlefield.
"Tsk..." Dennis was also drawn to the explosive light and froze the moment he turned around.
That won't do. Such sustained attack might actually break through this barrier.
It seems it's time to put it to use; it's time to make the most of your last bit of value.