PFC Chapter 269
Chapter 269
The current situation is...
5:57 AM
There were still about 3 minutes until dawn, and the darkness before dawn seemed to be stretched out infinitely at that moment.
As the ten days drew near, players began logging in early one after another. The dazzling golden wheel, hidden high in the sky and radiating brilliant light, spun as usual. It connected the two continents, merging the players' consciousness into a so-called vessel, and thus projecting it into this world.
Players, prepare for the first all-out battle tonight.
6:00 AM
The sun failed to rise, and the sky, which should have been illuminated by sunlight, was shrouded in an eerie white fog. This fog slowly spread from directly opposite, like an unstoppable force, towards the city where the players were located.
Amid the players' confusion, the eerie fog gradually dissipated.
The God of Annihilation, located at the edge of the world, had his pale eyes that saw the entire player city through the mirror.
He slowly opened his hand, and a powerful force gathered in his palm, forming a small cube.
This cube looks unremarkable, but it blinks steadily with a unique rhythm and frequency.
Even so, he still has his own ways of changing the landscape.
Notch once said that if he couldn't create it, he could use this "little gadget" to change the order of the world.
This is a gift, and also a permission.
* From a very, very long time ago.
A series of ethereal characters formed a new code. The sun, which was about to rise, seemed to be pulled back by an invisible force, slowly retreating until it disappeared below the horizon.
Meanwhile, the moon in the world seemed to receive some kind of summons, slowly rising from the horizon and hanging high in the sky once again.
The world was shrouded in an eerie atmosphere. Moonlight, like water, spilled across the earth, illuminating every corner, but it could not dispel the chill that permeated the air.
The current situation is...
"12:00 AM"
Ten days have passed.
"Oh my god... this must be a joke?"
"That's a bit cheating! The sun hasn't even risen yet, how come the moon is already back in the sky?"
Complaints from players echoed from the city walls. They couldn't believe the game planners were so inhumane, actually changing the time without permission!
It wasn't even the full time yet, and they changed it to 12:00 on the hour!
Although the incident was sudden, it's impossible for the actual game manager to "play around" with the opposing team and change the time back, right? However, the real point is... they don't have that ability.
So they made a temporary reform! They issued a notice, but this notice... are you sure they wrote it themselves?
[Battle to Defend the Main City - Visitors from the Lower Realm!]
[Battle to Defend the Main City - Legion Attack!]
[Announcement: Congratulations! You have successfully completed nine wonderful days! And on this tenth day, we believe you will have an even more wonderful time!]
Manager Entity_303, I am honored to inform you.
During this time, you can eat, drink, sleep, and even dream about Player City!
Of course, if I could, I'd prefer you all... to die in Player City!
O ants, unexpectedly brought into this world... Struggle, scream, fear!
Aside from this brief message and the notification of the new challenge, there were no other clues.
However, the instant the announcement disappeared, the entire player city seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious force. The previously peaceful air suddenly became heavy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.
Even though everyone had only recently regained consciousness, the oppressive aura instantly dispelled their drowsiness.
Some people will feel fear because of this, some will feel worry because of this, but most will feel excited because of this.
This is "power of awe"—only a "true god" can unleash power upon any chosen location.
However, the level of pressure was not high, since there were still people using Notch's divine power, preventing it from penetrating further.
A group of timid individuals stared intently into the distance, unsure of what would happen next or why the challenge had suddenly been brought forward.
"Oh my god... this is my first time participating in such a large-scale game event."
"I'm more curious about what rewards will be given after this event ends."
Compared to those timid players, there are also players who are quite confident in themselves, but more important are those players who simply love this game.
"Is it about to start?!"
One player clung to the city wall with both hands, his eyes showing no fear of the oppressive force, only a longing for the challenge and a passion for adventure.
However, the moment the announcement disappeared, a series of purple vortex gates suddenly appeared on the outer perimeter of the player city.
On the ground and even in the air, they appear at the same time.
A fiery and ominous red light appeared, and sharp fangs were the first to pass through the portal. Despite having the most eye-catching pink skin, they had a ferocious and menacing appearance, some even accompanied by a putrid smell. Their prominent scars, golden longswords, and armor clearly indicated that it was premeditated.
But that's not all. Their bodies emanated a low-pressure aura and were completely black, with skeletal forms. Just looking at them, you could almost hear the "clang clang clang—" sound. They wielded stone swords and arrived here with overwhelming force through the portal.
The portal in the sky shifted, a strange and piercing wail rang out, and a huge white ghost surged out.
They were followed closely by golden figures that could float in the air, surrounded by blazing flames, with golden stripes surrounding the head in the center, rotating with the speed of flight.
A black and red charred magma monster resembling a slime, and a gigantic warthog beast clad in heavy golden armor will fight alongside the pigmen.
As the massive Netherworld army made its appearance, in those final moments, several beings resembling humanoids came into view.
Their armor came in different styles, with the leader wielding a golden greatsword and wearing the most striking platinum armor, yet it still couldn't conceal the stench of decay emanating from him.
What's most striking about him is his flowing pink hair and his pair of exposed tusks – Groot, the Pig King.
[Visitors from the lower realms have arrived! Fight on, brave players!]
A massive army is marching towards the player's city!
Face it bravely!
"What are you all standing there for! Charge!" A voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
More responses followed one after another.
"Charge! For the players' honor!"
"For the rewards after victory in battle!"
"A large-scale war is finally about to break out! This is my first time experiencing such a thrilling and exciting game! I'm in!"
Some people even got so excited that they jumped off the wall one after another... although some didn't die from the fall... some used water to land... uh... let's not talk about that.
When people get too excited, they'll do anything.
Large numbers of players rushed over as if they didn't care about their lives.
Beneath the mask, Groot, the Pig King, had sharp, hawk-like pink eyes that were fixed intently on the situation before him.
However, in stark contrast to his serious gaze... the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing an enigmatic and ironic smile.
Groot raised his hand to signal the troops to stop, and the vast army abruptly halted all advance in an instant.
He stood there quietly, unmoved, his gaze fixed on the group of players, as if waiting for something. Until the players stepped into the area he had designated.
"Archers, prepare to fire!" Groot's voice wasn't loud, but the well-trained soldiers didn't care whether they could hear him or not; it was an unspoken understanding between the soldiers and their king.
The white skeletons that had been hiding on the ghasts suddenly emerged, their hands full of arrows already drawn. At Groot's command, countless arrows rained down like a storm.