"Ding ~! Everyone else, please read as normal!"
System Notice: Congratulations, your resurrection power has reached 0.001% completion rate!
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I was stunned. Holy shit, I absorbed the resurrection power of an entire player, but it only reached 0.001% completion?
Didn't this mean that I would have to absorb the resurrection power of 100k players if I wanted to reconstruct Xinran's legs?
This wasn't a good task at all. Was I supposed to kill them myself?
In fact, there was a way. I could find a subguild of Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls and hire a low-level player to resurrect Xinran. That way, I would be able to repair Xinran's body faster. Unfortunately, I couldn't do such a thing. She had joined Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls because of her trust in us. I absolutely couldn't do such a thing. Everyone else, please read as normal.
In that case, there was only one way left, and that was to kill her myself!
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I moved toward the back of Wild Pheasant Ridge. This place had become the habitat of Level 255 Demon Rank mobs, and a lot of players were gathered here. I turned off the glow of my equipment, summoned my apparition and the Phantom Wolf King back to me, and changed my appearance. This way, players who weren't familiar with me might not recognize me. Also, I was holding a beautiful girl with a crippled leg, so I looked more like an NPC. Most importantly, I was Level 233 right now. Players 10 levels lower than me couldn't see my name, and players who were Level 233 + in Sky City could be counted on one hand. There were less than 100 of them!
I circled around the hill and saw the flashes of skills and the sounds of battle behind me. I could even hear the angry howls of wild wolves. Tsk tsk, I was lucky. I could see a big red dot with Dark Pupils, and that was a boss. Wherever there was a boss, players would die. This was my chance to absorb the resurrection power!
Swhoosh!
I took Xinran with me and entered Earth Escape. That was the way to go. It wasn't something to be proud of, so it was best not to do it out in the open.
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A giant wolf with sharp horns was howling in the clearing. Giant Wolf King Dilis, the guardian of this area and a Level 280 Immortal Rank boss. I could solo it without a problem, but to normal players, this wolf king was deadly. At the very least, it was deadly to the group of people in front of me. Fans loved to read: Giant Wolf King Dilis.
"Brothers, hold the boss's attack! The Celestial Artifact is right in front of us!"
At the front of the formation, a brawny man with a broadsword roared. The emblem of the guild master floated on his arm. This was a guild called the Bards, and the guild master was called "Number One Swordsman". He was a middle-aged brawny man who looked to be around 35 years old. He looked refreshed, and he commanded the players of the Bards to attack, defend, and kill the boss.
Unfortunately for them, their levels were simply too low. The lowest among them was only Level 180 +, while the highest was Level 214. The level gap between them and the Giant Wolf King was close to 100 levels. In fact, when nearly a hundred mounted players used Barrier Break on the Giant Wolf King, they could only deal over 1,000 damage to the Boss. That was almost as much as the Giant Wolf King's HP regeneration.
"Roar …"
The Wolf King roared and swung its claws, killing seven or eight mounted players. Then, it gathered a gust of wind from its claws and killed dozens of archers and mages behind it. The Bards were no match for this boss. Hundreds of players had already died on the ground. Almost a thousand of them were resurrecting and dying back and forth. The boss's HP would be depleted in 12 hours.
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Secretly delighted, I sneaked up to the Giant Wolf King. When I saw the glow of resurrection, I immediately opened my palm and absorbed the power of rebirth. As a Heavenly River Realm player with a domain, I could sense any energy, and I could control objects with my Qi. Absorbing the power of rebirth was no problem at all for me.
Xinran wrapped her arms around my neck and giggled. "Big bro, why do we look like thieves? We look like scavengers in the Dragon Domain …"
I grinned. "The power of rebirth is useless to them, so it's not like I stole it. I just didn't want to scare them.
Oh right, Xinran, how do you know about the scavengers of Dragon Domain? "
Xinran blinked once before answering, "Because the scavengers of Dragon Domain stole the Dragon Slaying Sword. Later on, the scavengers were killed by Ziyan, so …"
"So the Dragon Slaying Sword fell into Princess Karinshan's hands?"
"Mn."
"Fuck!"
I was speechless. The Dragon Slaying Sword was such an important divine weapon that even Princess Karinshan wouldn't let it go. Maybe the scavengers of Dragon Domain were ordered by Karinshan to steal the Dragon Slaying Sword. It wasn't impossible. Forget it, I shouldn't make wild guesses. Once the dark side of human nature was revealed, it would be a very unhappy thing.
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After absorbing the power of rebirth from almost a hundred people, I had only completed 0.1% of the progress, but at least there was hope of reconstructing Xinran's body. Moreover, I couldn't bear to let Xinran become a cripple without legs. It seemed that after Xinran lost her legs, her strength would plummet. She wouldn't even be able to walk, much less fly.
The Winged Silver Dragon and the Headless Horseman, Bloody Finger, had also disappeared without a trace. Strella's strength was just too terrifying, and they were lucky that they hadn't been one-shot by him. However, the fact that they hadn't come to visit their master showed that these two bastards weren't very honest. Of course, it was reasonable for Xinran to treat them so cruelly.
I hugged Xinran with my left arm and gripped Coldness of the Nine States with my right. I stared at the wolf king on the ground. The bastard was howling angrily and biting the players of the Bards to death. If I helped, the battle might be over in five minutes. But I couldn't do anything. If I did, no one would die, and I wouldn't be able to absorb the power of rebirth. For Xinran, I might as well be selfish for once!
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Number One Swordsman's expression wasn't looking good. The vice leader whispered, "Boss, at this rate, we'll have to die 23 times before we can kill this Immortal Rank boss, and we might not even get Immortal-grade equipment. I'm afraid everyone will complain about this …"
Number One Swordsman gritted his teeth and said, "We must kill the wolf king. Look at our guild right now, we don't have a single Immortal-grade equipment. We're all Purple Gold – grade, Spirit-grade, Earth-grade, and even Heaven-grade. How can a guild like this attract first-rate players? That's why killing the wolf king is the first step to success for our guild, and we can't rely on others to kill it. We must kill the boss ourselves! Everyone, work hard and kill the wolf king so that we can stand in front of guilds like Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls and Candle Dragon with dignity. We're not trash, we're a group of people with dreams.
We're not trash, we're a group of dreamers! "Hundreds of players surrounded the Giant Wolf King and bombarded it with spells, storms, Barrier Breaks, and more. It was clear that they wouldn't rest until the wolf king was dead.
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Rustle rustle...
The grass rustled, and a shadow appeared at the edge of the forest. It was a Level 211, eighth-promotion assassin. He walked up to Number One Swordsman and said, "Guild leader, there's a situation. A group of Mad Dragon players are coming our way. They seem to be brought here by Inconstant and Coldmoon Rose. They probably already know that an Immortal Rank boss has spawned here, and their target is this Giant Wolf King. What should we do?"
Number One Swordsman growled, "How many people are there? How strong are they?"
"About 500 people. All of them are buffed by Inconstant's Encourage VII, which boosts their Attack by 100%. That Coldmoon Rose is Roaming Dragon's woman, and her equipment is pretty good. I heard that her bow, gloves, and cloak are all Immortal-grade equipment, and Inconstant's equipment is even better. He has 4 Immortal-grade equipment on him!"
"Good …"
A cold glint flashed across Number One Swordsman's eyes as he said, "Everyone, hold your ground. Let's kill the boss first. If Mad Dragon attacks us first, we'll counterattack immediately. Have the two thousand-man parties from the south of Wild Pheasant Ridge come over. We'll kill Coldmoon Rose and Inconstant together. Hmph, Roaming Dragon, that fat, fat second-generation rich kid, always strutting around in Sky City. Today, we'll kill him a little. He dares to steal a boss with just 500 people? He really doesn't know his place!"
"Guild leader is wise. I'll make the arrangements immediately!"
"Mn!"
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The assassin turned around and waved his hand. Sparse footprints appeared on the grass. It was obvious that there were at least dozens of eighth-promotion assassins hiding in the forest. One could imagine how useful an assassin was in a forest battle. Moreover, these eighth-promotion assassins had an OP skill like Assassin's Covenant. Even the archer's Clear Sight had a chance of missing them. Their ability to appear and disappear unpredictably was enough to make people's hair stand on end.
Pfft!
Moon Shadow was like frost, and blood splattered from the assassin's chest. His eyes widened as he saw a beautiful figure not far away from the forest. It was Coldmoon Rose with her gorgeous longbow. An Explosive Arrow exploded in front of the assassin's chest, dealing over 170,000 HP in an instant. He hurriedly hid himself, but Coldmoon Rose's swift Skypiercer instantly killed him. He only had time to say, "Fuck, they came so fast. Mad Dragon's people are here!"
Amidst the cold wind, Inconstant rode his warhorse out of the open field. He abruptly unsheathed the sword at his waist and shouted, "Brothers, let's go! Wild Pheasant Ridge is Mad Dragon's territory, and everyone knows that. How dare the Bards cause trouble in our territory! Kill them all and take out the boss, the Giant Wolf King!"
The sound of warhorses' hooves thundered as at least two hundred elite Mad Dragon Cavalrymen appeared. Under Inconstant's leadership, they charged forward. On the small path, the Ice and Flame Traps set by the assassins exploded, but they could not stop the iron hooves of the Mad Dragon Cavalrymen. Inconstant charged forward with 50% of his HP remaining. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit. "Kaka, even if I only have 50% of my HP left, it's still enough to kill you all!"
Seven to eight Thousand Ton Slashes exploded in the midst of the archers and mages. Mad Dragon's level advantage was on full display. The archers and mages were basically all eighth-promotion players, and Thousand Ton Slashes dealt a devastating amount of damage to them. The bards were like wheat being harvested from a field.
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"Fuck!"
The number one Blade Master's eyes were bloodshot. "Mad Dragon bastards, I'll kill you all!"
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