"Be careful, the enemy might be ambushing us..."
"The summoned creatures are ready, go and check the surroundings for any traps..."
"Check the trees too..."
The five of them were discussing and analyzing the situation.
However, until ten minutes later, they searched all possible locations but still found no signs of ambush.
"What’s going on? Did the enemy fail to show up because there are too many of us and he ran away in advance?" The middle-aged man was puzzled.
At that moment, there was an exclamation from the room.
"Boss, we have been attacked by the team of ’Lantern People’!" someone shouted.
"He dared to appear?"
The King of the Tenth Generation was stunned: "What are you waiting for, defeat him together!"
"We can’t..." the man objected sullenly.
"Do you mean to tell me fifty of you can’t take down one guy?" The King of the Tenth Generation found it hard to believe. No matter how powerful an individual, there should be a limit, right?
"No, it’s not just him, there are four of them, along with a ’large number’ of summoned beasts," the subordinate clamored.
The middle-aged man was stunned. He exchanged glances with the other four, all of them immediately understood: they have been lured away from their base!
From the very start, the enemy’s goal wasn’t to defend the corpse, but to lead them here and separate them from the main force.
Despite their guild having over fifty members, the majority were just newbies filling up the ranks. They could shine in good times, but when crisis hit, there were only a few with actual combat capabilities.
The team of their five strongest members held three to four tenths of the entire guild’s combat power. Their leaving left the others scattered and disorganized, making it uncertain if they could win against the enemy.
"Stay clear, you can attack the ones with the red name. Don’t touch anyone whose ID doesn’t appear in red..."
At the other end of the battlefield, Mu You was directing his team’s movements.
Those five were right, without their intermediate team, the enemy was left with a group of newbie players with an average level of around seven, a level that was even lower than any of Mu You’s summoned beasts.
Mu You’s team of four people, along with a total of fifteen summoned beasts including the Troll War God, easily broke the enemy’s formation in a single wave.
Especially since the team included two Fire Titans summoned by Mu You and Lin Xue.
The Fire Titans, with each kill they amassed, they could evolve once. The best place for them to show their prowess is undoubtedly on a battlefield littered with cannon fodder.
After letting the Fire Titans harvest a few heads, Mu You watched as they quickly grew into giant fire beings over five meters tall in less than half a minute. One Magma Ball was enough to kill a low-level player.
Then there was the Troll War God, there were no outsiders this time and the enemies were all players controlled from behind a phone screen. With no one to consider, Mu You directly handed the Berserk Axe to it.
With the Troll War God armed with this divine weapon, it charged straight into the enemy lines, causing utter chaos as if a tiger had entered a flock of sheep. The life-stealing aura that came with the Berserk Axe benefited everyone else on the battlefield too. With every strike they landed, they regained a chunk of HP. They didn’t even need Lin Hai, their healer, to step in. The life stolen from the enemy was enough to replenish their own.
Lin Hai, under Mu You’s indication, was focusing on healing the Troll War God who was deep within the enemy lines. The Troll War God absorbed 70% of the damage alone, but with Lin Hai’s healing, it maintained its HP within a tenth of the total. This allowed it to retain enough combat power without any threat to its life. Whenever it seemed to be in danger, there were Mu You and Lin Xue’s dual Life Barrier to save the day, making it unkillable.
The Troll War God and the two Fire Titans became three sharp blades inserted straight into the enemy’s heart, casually harvesting lives within the crowd. Other summoned creatures charged bravely into the enemy lines, with Mu You and his team becoming mere spectators. Occasionally they would cast a spell or two to break the enemy’s momentum.
People fell around them and the sounds of battle within the forest gradually diminished, indicating that the number of combatants was dwindling.
Despite the fact that players could immediately respawn where they died, these ordinary players, who didn’t have a strong sense of belonging to their guild to begin with, began to falter after being killed a couple of times. Seeing their equipment durability rapidly decreasing, they quickly lost the will to persist.
Many instinctively began to flee. Since it’s a text-based game, only they could see their situation. Even if they were to run away from the battlefield, no one would know.
Mu You and his team could, of course, see clearly in the forest. The fifty-man team, after being attacked by them, quickly lost morale. Some logged off, others fled. The fight hadn’t even lasted two minutes before they all scattered.
Meanwhile, the five men, who were the main force of their team, were completely unaware of this. The guild’s second-in-command, Grey Pupil, was even encouraging the others: "Hang in there, we’ll be there to back you up soon!"
"Forget it..." The King of the Tenth Generation, noticed the awkward expressions on the faces of the guild members and inferred the situation on the ground, subsequently shaking his head in resignation.
"Everyone retreat, flee to the outskirts of Elf Forest. If you can’t escape, log off..."
"Give up?" Grey Pupil looked at the King of the Tenth Generation unwillingly. It was apparent that he intended to abandon their plans for development in the Elf Forest.
"We can’t compete..." The King of the Tenth Generation said with a bitter smile.