Mo Shigui wasn't in the mood to pay attention to the real world. The strategy for the Inner World had already left him battered.
Eternal Thorne's progress wasn't ideal, but the New World Plaza's progress was ideal. However, it wasn't their guild that was dreaming, but Cola Mania.
The New World Plaza's guardian was Bright Sun's Chosen One, an old friend of many players. He was a hearty, muscular uncle … … Even if the players got along well with this NPC, the players wouldn't show any mercy.
Bright Sun's Chosen One had already lost 200,000 HP in half an hour. This Chosen One only had about 1,500,000 HP, and the one who contributed the most was Coke Mania.
There was no need for them to focus on Eternal Thorne!
But that was what Mo Shigui thought, but … …
"He prefers to stab rather than swing. You guys should bring some anti-stab equipment."
Caramel crouched on the ground and used a branch to draw something on the ground.
"Our main goal is to reduce Thorne's HP. I remember that Spellblades have a skill called Killing Intent. Any monster that approaches will have their HP reduced. Which one of you is a Spellblade?" Black Pot Cooked Meat asked as he looked at the familiar faces.
"We don't have any experts playing Spellblades in Holy Ghost, right?
This class doesn't have a corresponding class in Strife. Who would play a completely unfamiliar class? "Night Scamper's guild leader, Cruel Moonlight, asked.
"The Mystic Blade was useless. The seventh challenger was a Mystic Blade. That NPC also noticed it and increased his damage output. In less than 20 seconds, he was KO-ed," Broken Arm from the Abyss Shrine chimed in.
"That's a random Spellblade!
We need a pro-level one. Do you guys know any pro-level Spellblades? "another person asked.
As they spoke, their gazes focused on Mo Shigui … …
What do I know?!
There's no such thing as a Spellblade in Strife!
And are you guys playing in the All-Star League?
Mo Shigui looked at the fourteen players squatting in a circle in front of him. These players were all professional players from the seven major guilds. A small portion of them were retired players.
After being oppressed by Thorne, they gathered together to discuss how to deal with Thorne while waiting in line.
The Clearers' lineup was enough to compete in the All Star League, but they weren't satisfied with it. The players gathered here were all Thorne's losers.
Pro players being defeated by artificial intelligence wasn't anything new, but the problem was … they couldn't take this lying down!
It would have been fine if it was only within the Holy Spirit, but now, the passersby in Blossom Square had poured in and could even watch the duel between them and Thorne through the holographic projection.
If they were to suffer another crushing defeat, it wouldn't just be within the Holy Ghost players' circle. The entire game players' circle would know about it.
Then, word would spread …
'Do you know the Caramel God?'
"You know, the one who was beaten up by the computer AI in the Holy Spirit to the point that he couldn't take care of himself?"
No!
Definitely not!
It was too late to regret using the same ID for both games. This was a choice that most pro players would make. It wasn't like they were using alternate accounts to play the game, so there was no need to change IDs.
Thus, under Caramel's encouragement, the pro players of the seven Clubs gathered together to discuss how to resist the tyranny of the computer AI.
Humans definitely couldn't lose to the computer AI!
"I remember that South Wind Howl's Xiao Nan plays a Spellblade, but he's a Level 40 Third Beta Gamer. He should still be sleeping right now."
"You can call him over. Does anyone have a way to contact Xiao Nan?"
Caramel was one of the more outgoing and well-liked pro players, so she was able to unite the pro players of the seven guilds.
He wasn't sleeping, he was training!
Mo Shigui remembered that ten in the morning was South Wind Howl's morning practice time. This was also why none of the pro players in the Club were online.
"I do, I got through!
He's very interested in Thorne and said that he'll come online in half an hour. "A pro player from Grey Pupil Guild said.
"Sigh!
Don't just look for Spellblades. Half of the top 100 players on the Holy Spirit Stairway are here, right?
Why don't we contact them and have them try? "Remnant Heart suggested.
The current situation wasn't something that Mo Shigui could stop. With Caramel in the lead, she began to ask the pro players of Dispute about their roles in the Holy Spirit Stairway. The seven guilds also shared this unimportant information.
The pro players who were still training or sleeping all received a message: "The team is in danger, return quickly!"
At this moment, Thorne had just defeated the 23rd challenger. When the 24th challenger's name appeared in front of everyone, everyone's spirits rose … … That was Zhao Mingwei's Happy Game.
"Mingwei, can you win?" Mo Shigui glanced at Zhao Mingwei, who was squatting with Caramel.
"I probably can't win."
Zhao Mingwei straightforwardly shook his head and said … … a reply that made everyone's hearts go cold.
Zhao Mingwei had watched Thorne's 23 matches against other players without missing a single one. Even he wasn't 100% sure that he could beat Thorne.
"Weapon, Thorne's branch has durability." Yu Zhongqu sent a series of screenshots to the Holy Spirit Struggle group chat.
These screenshots showed the state of Thorne's branch during his 23 matches. Logically speaking, the durability of an NPC's equipment should be unlimited, but Thorne's branch would wear out as he fought.
In the beginning, there were still one or two leaves on the branch, but now there was only a bare branch.
"Isn't it a bit too shameless to destroy someone else's weapon?"
Remnant Heart said as he glanced at Mo Shigui. He wasn't the type of person who minded using shameless methods, but he didn't like it when others used shameless methods. Although in most cases, Remnant Heart's shameless methods were useless.
"As long as we can win." Mo Shigui's words received everyone's approval.
They were players … … As long as they could defeat an NPC in the game, it didn't matter how despicable the methods, process, or method were. It was enough as long as they could win!
"I'll try."
Zhao Mingwei carried the hopes of the entire village on his back as he stepped onto the arena under the gaze of the players behind him … … When he stepped onto the arena, Thorne's expression changed slightly.
When the countdown for the start of the match appeared in the air, Thorne finally stopped giving players buffs and welcomed the start of the battle.
He made a simple starting gesture.
"There are many talented Holy Spirits that I've fought against," Thorne suddenly said, "You should be the most outstanding among them."
"There are many more outstanding people than me among my friends, but they didn't get the right to play with Holy Spirits."
Zhao Mingwei told Thorne a sad news. This was because only about two-thirds of China's players had the right to play with Holy Spirits, and there weren't any professional players in the world.
Zhao Mingwei didn't think that he was the most outstanding among the top players. He just played early, regardless of whether it was Strife or Holy Spirits.