Chapter 108 107 Question! Helping a teammate after he’s been mind-controlled
Chapter 108 107 Question! The right way to help a teammate after he’s been mind-controlled is [4760]
“Aborted, the NPC has learned to talk!”
At this moment, the team channel resounded with Dirt Truck Lao’s exclamation of shock, obviously caused by the shock caused by Lady Trish’s not-standard-like-a-beginner Mandarin just now.
However, Brother Woo Meow was unimpressed.
He raised the scarlet secret energy staff in his hand while saying:
“That’s an NPC played by an intelligent AI, isn’t it normal for her to learn to speak? In fact, I think that if it wasn’t to emphasize the authenticity of the game’s sense of immersion, all the NPCs here should have been speaking Mandarin to begin with.
Now is not the time to lament such things.
The monsters are refreshing, fast!
Fire!”
A precise psychic ball of natural fury flew from the tip of his staff, knocking over a “monster” that had crawled out of the spinning subspace rift behind Salokdar from above the Pool of Sacred Blood.
The thing was completely black.
It was like a layer of “oil” covering a distorted human form. It was hard to see its features, but you could see it opening its mouth and roaring at the crowd.
It was like a signal to go to war.
In the next instant, more black monsters crawled out of the rift!
They didn’t have a fixed shape, humanoids, beasts and even winged aliens all howled and pounced on the line formed by the small players.
These things were carriers of Chaotic Will just like Salokdar, like a source of contamination into the material world, and as they approached, the mental pressure that the players were enduring at that moment instantly rose.
Just fired a shot to break the monster’s head of the small Vikrama covered her head and let out a cry of pain, apparently just now a certain “SC check” did not pass, causing her “spiritual vision” soared.
Even with the protection of the Nature Scroll and the Arbitration Aura, their poor spirit and mind could only barely reach the immunity value, and if they were unlucky, they would be hit hard at the spiritual level.
However, the good news is that the aura brought by Knight Lord Paranor’s Holy Lance Projection is very significant, allowing the small players’ attacks to hit the heads or hearts of those “little blacks” to temporarily break up their forms and make the latter “melt” like soft clay. The latter will “melt” like soft clay.
Although they will recover again after a few dozen seconds, but at least not to the point of no power to fight back.
“Hold on! I’ll give you guys buffs!”
With her hands full, Lumina opened the lyre case behind her back and grabbed out a golden trumpet, and as she looked around at the battlefield that was white-hot as soon as the battle started, she knew that it was time for her, a rookie bard, to take the stage.
The long-haired girl took a deep breath and held the mouthpiece in her mouth under the protection of Orchid and Sister Pomegranate, who were wielding heavy shields.
In the next instant, the not-so-smooth but still magnificent theme of “Holy War” resounded in the fierce battlefield. Of course, this was not a piece of music from this world, after all, as a small player, Lumina hadn’t even gone out of the “newbie map” yet, not to mention collecting music scores that belonged to this world.
However, the appreciation of music is probably universal across all dimensions, and the bard’s skill in using music to inspire her teammates is not focused on the tune.
It’s the emotion in the music that counts!
The little players with the “player interface” were so energized by fighting in the BGM of their home world that as Lumina’s playing progressed, positive buffs such as [Courageous], [Battle Fervor], and [Undefeated Charge], etc., which lasted for a short period of time, but continued to be refreshed as the music went on, were also appearing on their character bars. BUFF.
Although they were all just the most basic level I increases, in a bad field battle like the one at hand, where the SC had to be passed once every second, the firmness of will could undoubtedly play a great role.
It wasn’t just them, even the witch hunters’ silent hunts had a bit more prima donna.
Apparently, Lumina’s Song of Courage and War is also a “field effect”.
“Such beautiful and soulful music represents the pure maiden’s admiration for victory and warriors, how can I disappoint the expectant maiden when I already feel such beautiful emotions? O fallen evil spirit!
Feel the power of this scorching love!”
At this time, the first lord of the battle with the madness of Salokdar already in the riding lance and heavy shield in the first lord of Palanor in the hearing of this majestic song will be so excited to feel struck by lightning, he is originally chasing the beautiful and romantic people in the middle, at this time in this exciting song was born out of thin air a few points of bravery, will be a very middle-class shouting is also symbolic of the beginning of the counter-attack.
The heavy shield engraved with the emblem of the blood alliance knights blocked forward, resisting the one-handed magic sword in Salokdar’s hand that carried the aura of chaos.
The collision of scarlet and dark spiritual energy caused the ground’s masonry to crumble, and then with the assault of the lance, the fallen Blood Vulture Archduke was forced back with a fierce and ferocious piercing blow.
At the same time, the old knight with the Great Oak Blade “Watcher” also unfolded a woodland hunting illusion, calling on the name of Avalon to slash the burning greatsword at the Chaos Carrier from the flank.
Knowing he would not be able to avoid this blow, Salokdar resolutely dissipated his body into a fluttering mass of obscure bats and regrouped on the other side of the hall.
The old knight’s blow missed.
But there was no remorse.
All because the tactical purpose had been achieved!
For the first time, the two gold powerhouses combined their strength to repel Salok Dar from the range of the Holy Blood Pool’s power, and taking advantage of this gap, Murphy and Missy opened their blood wings in an instant and crossed the battlefield to kill the unguarded Holy Blood Pool.
Murphy was in front and Missy was behind.
As they approached the boiling pool of blood, more “small black” climbed out from the subspace rift, this time the body is more huge, also detailed “anthropomorphic”.
This time, their bodies were even bigger and more “anthropomorphic”, and they even had their own black bone-like weapons.
At first glance, they were elite monsters.
“I’ll do it! You go do something!”
Murphy spoke to Missy in an onomatopoeic voice.
He suddenly accelerated through the air like a sheathed sword of night falling into the few Chaos Elites that had climbed out of the rift, landing with a giant wing sweep followed by a group Death Grip with the winged battle technique of the Blood Vulture Clan.
Immobilizing them in place with grim death psychic energy like a noose binding, the Ethnic Blade of Desire, coated in Vampire Slayer Sword Oil, swung up and cut down one of them with a clean cut.
Murphy coldly watched that guy screaming in the pale flames, knowing that these inhuman and ghostly things should be those “missing” members of the Blood Vulture Clan.
The Blood Vulture Clan has been rooted in Transylvania for four hundred years, even if the vampire breeding is difficult, through the development of the first generation, when Murphy traveled here, this clan already has nearly 50,000 people!
Even if most of the others were peripheral members of the clan distributed all over Transylvania, and some fringe people like him that no one paid attention to, the number of core elites that stayed in Cadman City would definitely not be less than fifteen thousand!
It was true that some of them were unlucky enough to be dragged into the Star Realm when the Star Realm Rift opened in Cadman City, and the rest of those should have all hidden in the Blood Vulture Cloisters.
However, from the time Murphy brought the witch hunters and the small players to kill this “copy” until now, counting those crazy vampires killed by the civil protection officers, the total number of vampires they have seen is definitely not more than 600.
In other words, all the remaining clan elites were almost sacrificed by Salokdar to the sub-space rift that was opening, and turned into this inhuman and ghostly thing in front of them!
That was nearly ten thousand vampires!
The blood essence in their bodies combined was already enough to defile the entire Clan’s sacred blood pool, so it was no wonder that the clan leader’s own guards like Jade preferred to betray and escape from here!
This is a crueler end than eternal silence.
Tris was certain that Salokdar was going to create a vampire “god” here, perhaps this brutal and insane massacre-like sacrifice was part of the “god-making” plan?
“Bang, bang, bang.”
Murphy’s left hand miser’s mechanical crossbow fired three consecutive arrows to knock down another filthy vampire and then he no longer cared about it, swung his sword and brought the Star World Giant Wolf that had rejoined the battlefield to fight with the other elite blacks that were constantly rushing out of the rift.
The group of melee players following him would certainly not miss this opportunity to make up for their mistakes.
Led by Hedong Lion’s Roar, they rushed up and poked and stabbed frantically with weapons coated with sword oil, and there were also chicken thieves who didn’t need to grab two boning knives in their hands, and pounced on those filthy little blacks while they were knocked over and dug out their hearts.
Although these vampires have been tainted by chaos, but as long as they are still vampires, this “heart” tactic is still useful to them. Such a fierce battle is called the dance of the knife tip, so that the skill experience of the small players rose rapidly, driving the experience of the characters is also visible to the naked eye rise.
Brother Meow Meow used vines to trap a serpentine little black, and waved his hand to put his poor level one Thorn spell on Lord Murphy, and the moment he finished casting the spell, he shouted in surprise:
“I’m level ten, hahaha!”
“Excited ah, I was level ten just now okay, but it’s a pity that I haven’t triggered the Trial of Power yet.”
Precipitation bull in the side of the disdainful skimmed his mouth, on the issue of practicing skills upgrading he has not been afraid of anyone.
“Swish.”
Missy didn’t fail to live up to the timing Murphy created for her to block the enemy, and without hesitation, she plunged headfirst into the boiling pool of holy blood amidst the fluttering of her long black hair.
She originally still had many questions she wanted to ask her father.
However, after seeing her father’s current appearance with her own eyes, Missy was already incomparably desperate and determined, and her only thought now was to send her father to rest in peace.
No matter what this monster in front of her was, it could never be the one she remembered.
Not to mention the damn “god-making” program!
I have no knowledge of it at all!
He didn’t even want to participate in this crazy plan that could only be advanced to the final step at the cost of the Blood Wyvern Clan’s total annihilation.
She didn’t want to!
Just as Missy managed to enter the water, Salokdar seemed to sense some kind of approaching threat.
He began to retrace his steps back towards the Pool of Sacred Blood under the combined attack of Paranor and Old Finok, but how could two golden powerhouses do what he wanted?
The First Lord had gone into full defense at this point, the carrier of the Holy Lance Projection resting on top of the heavy shield, stopping the Blood Vulture Archduke and the Sacred Blood Pool dead in its tracks like a wall, while the Lord of the White Oak, who had been able to completely let go of his hands and kill, was even more vicious, playing the White Knights, who had originally excelled in guardianship and psychic powers, hard and fast in a berserker-like Red Knight’s elegance.
His hands of the big oak holy blade “watchman” already and Salokdar have a period of two hundred years of grudges, this is even more full attack.
He even fed the old knight with more natural spiritual energy, allowing him to use natural spiritual energy to mold a circle of divine thorns in this completely plantless place.
Although Salokdar had been captured into true madness by the will of subspace, his fighting instincts were not lost.
Right now this fight was getting more and more stifling, the other party was obviously prepared to target his various weaknesses and strike hard, and it looked like there was a traitor beside himself who had sold his information to these two guys.
And the patriarch adult commanding the family for a thousand years always pay attention to cover up the weaknesses, can put their own power to touch so thorough people think about it is also only one.
“Tris!”
The Blood Vulture Archduke’s frantic and confused heart was overwhelmed with remorse.
It was a mistake to leave behind this crazy heir, who was ambitious and calculating and vindictive!
But he also had a solution!
After realizing that it would be difficult for him to break through the two holy relic-wielding entanglers in a short period of time in a frontal battle, Salokdar immediately decided to open up the situation from the flanks.
He began to mobilize the power of the sub-space rift that was suspended above the holy pool, causing the chaotic aura it emitted to double in thickness within ten seconds or so.
The effect was immediate.
The golden powerhouses might not be affected, yet those witch hunter elites couldn’t stand it first.
The ever-intensifying Chaos Shock quickly breached the psychic defenses of several witch hunters, causing them to undergo the same mutation as Brother Woo Meow before.
Their minds were crushed by the chaotic will, and they began to stare blankly and dully, and were about to attack their companions.
However, with a few flashes of silver light, those few witch hunters who were overwhelmed by chaos were splattered with blood, and Natalie, the captain of the hunters who was holding two replicas of silver holy blades, a long one and a short one, shook off the blood on the blades with an expressionless face.
Her eyes flashed with pain and helplessness.
But she knew it was necessary.
The companion who had been compelled by the contamination had to be dealt with, or it would trigger a worse downfall.
With a scene like the subspace rift directly in front of her eyes, the best that could happen once her mind was invaded by chaotic thinking would be to spend the rest of her miserable life guided by visions and insanity just like those insane vampires they had killed before.
For a warrior, this was worse than death.
And for the witch hunters who were accustomed to seeing death, even if they retired, they needed to leave with dignity!
“Ah! I’m red! Red!”
There was also a situation on the side of the small players, the Chosen Fighting Gray Man who was carrying a musket around collecting heads suddenly screamed miserably in the team channel:
“Four consecutive SC failures! Holy fuck! This must be the system targeting me! Brothers get out of the way! My San is zeroed out and I’m about to enter ‘Insanity’ and ‘Loss of Sanity’.
Quickly!
See if there’s a way to save one of my dogs”
Before he could finish shouting, his entire body dropped in convulsions.
But his character didn’t turn into a point of light and dissipate after the disconnection, instead, it was quickly wrapped in filthy light and transformed into the appearance of those “little blacks”.
“Blanch! The gray hitter is mind-controlled! Where’s the mage? Quickly control it!”
The nearest Dirtbike old man screamed.
Brother Woo Meow immediately threw over a Vine Entanglement, and they were still thinking about waiting for the guy’s mind control to end when Murphy, who was hacking away at Elite Blackie, turned his head and shouted:
“He’s hopeless!”
“Bang!”
It was like a kill command!
As soon as the words fell, the sound of a crisp gunshot rang out in the crowd.
Grabbing the musket wailing and screaming like a beast, the Grey Beater fell down in response, such a precise kill made the small players stare in disbelief.
They looked along the bullet trails, and the small reed name of 160 in the crowd withdrew his pistol, which was still emitting smoke, with an innocent face, and whispered somewhat uneasily:
“Uh, isn’t when a teammate is mind-controlled when PVP really starts? Isn’t that the essence of all MMORPGs?”
“What you’re saying makes so much sense that I can’t even refute it.”
Next to her, Sister Pomegranate huffed, looking at the miserable corpse of the gray-hitting man who still maintained his exploded head, then her gaze swept to a student party next to her.
She asked in an odd tone:
“Little brother, you SC failed three times, right? One more time and I guess you’ll have to fall off the line, do you want to book a ‘passing away service’ in advance?”
The student party’s “traveling scholar Xiao Zhou” swallowed his saliva and glanced at the flashing icon on his character card, which suggested that his San value was about to reach the bottom.
This little brother gritted his teeth, and with a sad face, he dropped his weapon and grabbed the two Witch Hunter Alchemy Blasts at his waist, shouting:
“For the sake of the grand plan! For Lord Murphy’s victory! OW!!!”
After brushing the last wave of goodwill before committing suicide, the wandering scholar Xiao Zhou rushed out with red eyes, and the moment the fourth SC failed, the explosive bombs exploded, dragging the two unlucky blacks along with them to hell.
“Such a fierce warrior!”
The overly-emotional First Lord Paranor was instantly inspired by the loyalty of the warriors under Murphy’s command, and he turned back to roar at the innocent-looking Salokdar:
“Look! This is the bitter fruit you have brewed! Such a beautiful and solemn sacrifice, the blood of warriors wasted, you! Sinful!”
(End of chapter)