Monsters Are Coming

Chapter 1397: Chapter 363: King of Actors’ Time, the Big Fish Bites

The engine let out a deafening roar, like an ancient fire dragon’s Recovery, and the flame ring under the chassis suddenly detonated, turning into a several‑meter‑long tail of fire trailing behind.

After leaving Imperial Tomb Village, Yang Xiu switched the Vehicle to high‑efficiency mode.

The flame war chariot rolled over the ground, leaving behind a string of charred tracks spitting sparks as it sped toward the Imperial Tomb Village battlefield.

At maximum power, the flame war chariot entered Flight mode.

The trailing tail of fire carved a dazzling arc through the air; wherever it passed, even the wind picked up a scorching heat. From afar, it looked like a bolt of lightning wrapped in Fiery Flames, slamming forward with terrifying impact.

Before long, Yang Xiu arrived at what players called a Palace Level battlefield.

This was once again a chaotic struggle between three forces.

To the north stood the invincible wall formed by Catastrophe Series Soldiers; to the northwest spread the creeping Fungus Carpet and the brutal Insect Race army.

Before the melee began, the roars of intimidation surged like a tidal wave.

The Insect Race’s sharp screeches and the chitter of shells grinding together merged into one, like tens of millions of blades scraping against one another.

The Black Tide’s whispers were like echoes from the Abyss—low, viscous, carrying a rhythm that seemed to twist the mind.

The players’ Roar, on the other hand, was wild and unrestrained, War Intent boiling over as if they meant to flip the whole battlefield upside down.

The three forces were all old acquaintances by now; brawling had long since become routine.

The intimidation phase was more like saying hello, something along the lines of: "Hey, eaten yet today?"

It was at this moment that Yang Xiu blended into the United Battle Group.

Just standing beside the players of a top Warband, it felt like even the air around him solidified.

​When their gazes swept over the Insect Race and Black Tide positions, it was like they were counting prey. Yang Xiu could feel a near‑tangible War Intent coiling around their bodies.

"So strong!"

Just by Perception of the fluctuations in their aura, Yang Xiu couldn’t help exclaiming in his heart.

The players around him were all ruthless figures who’d clawed their way out from mountains of corpses and a Blood Sea.

They were butchers who treated the battlefield as their daily grind.

When this level of Combat Power gathered together and planted themselves on the front line, their very presence became a form of intimidation.​

You could say the United Battle Group was a top War Corps personally raised by Earth Thought Bully.

The one coordinating with him was the commander of Damage Absorption Team 3 of the United Battle Group, and also one of the administrators of the United Divine Hall Guild. freēwebnovel.com

A giant two meters tall, a massive axe wrapped in Blood Color thunder slung over his shoulder. Just by standing there, the ground beneath his feet kept cracking under the vortex of Gang Qi he released.

"Left Leg bro."

Though it was their first time meeting, Yang Xiu still politely called him bro.

"Once the fight starts you follow me to Evil Boss’s battle line. After you slap on your Suffering mark, I’ll get you out of there." God’s Left Leg grinned, clapping a hand on his left shoulder, speaking with easy familiarity.

"Thanks."

"Don’t mention it. We players are all brothers in the same faction; helping each other out is how it should be. Besides, you’re also grinding for the Player Faction’s development. We’ve got quite a few Control Flow brothers in our team too, I’ll look after you on their behalf."

In the conversation that followed, Yang Xiu was assigned to the Warband’s right wing.

Once the "intimidation greeting" ended, the roars of the three factions shattered the clouds.

Behind the northern Sky Disaster City Wall, black mist surged like a living thing; countless Bone Spears shot toward the sky with Breaking Sky howls, then came crashing down like a rainstorm.

To the northwest, the Fungus Carpet spread at a Speed visible to the naked eye. The Insect Race army surged forth like an inky tide, while clouds of flying insects blotted out the sky, slicing the blood moon’s light into shattered fragments.

The war cry of the Player Faction shook the ground. When their Rune Resonance Weapon were activated, the light they emitted linked into a river of radiance, surging forward toward both flanks at once.

The moment the three torrents collided, the sound of flesh and bone being crushed became the main theme.

Yang Xiu followed the right‑wing Damage Absorption Team in a charge, his position at the very rear of the Warband.

Just then, a Broken Wind whistle came from overhead.

The Bone Spears suddenly accelerated midair.

One of them, glinting with black light, rapidly enlarged in Yang Xiu’s vision.

A powerful sense of danger surged into his chest.

"Crap."

But before he could react, the sky was instantly covered by a continuous curtain of light.

The Bone Spears slammed into the Light Shield, sending ripples across its surface, yet failing to break through this layer of defense.

"Kill!"

In the deafening shouts, the Damage Absorption Team crashed into the natural disaster Evil Spirit, and even the earth trembled.

"Holy shit, this is insane."

His first time personally joining the main advance of the United Battle Group’s core forces, he was hit by an overwhelming sensory shock.

His ears were stuffed with Roar, angry shouts, and the explosive thunder of Life Soul Skills, while his eyes were filled with spraying blood, exploding Energy ripples, shattered bodies and twisted Evil Spirit... the slaughter of a top Warband was like natural disaster impacting natural disaster.

Whenever a player fell, another figure immediately rushed up to take their place.

Yang Xiu’s heart hammered madly in his chest.

He felt that this was what a real battlefield was.

Not an edited highlight reel in a video, not lightly worded battle reports on a forum, but air thick with the scent of blood and scorching Energy, blood splattering on his body still warm, and the terrifying tremors transmitted from the ground beneath his feet.

Boom!

Right then, a black beam of light more than twenty meters in diameter blasted into the sky from within the Warband’s formation. freewёbnoνel.com

"Fill the gap, right‑wing Team Three rotate!"

God’s Left Leg’s roar sounded in the Damage Absorption Team’s channel.

A group of players drenched in blood immediately sprinted past Yang Xiu.

He saw that one of them was already missing his left arm, the stump pulsing with dark green Corrosion Energy, yet he was still tearing open a Potion Bottle with his teeth and chugging it down.

Yang Xiu’s hands were trembling—not from fear, but from being swept up by this fearless torrent. It felt like a ball of fire was burning in his chest.