Monsters Are Coming

Chapter 1398: Chapter 363: King of Actors Moment, The Big Fish Takes the Bait

Standing here, even the air you breathe carries the scorching waves of risking life and death.

It’s so intense!

Under the protection of the Damage Absorption Team, Yang Xiu was unharmed.

As the war’s intensity gradually escalated, the blood color he awaited emerged from the direction of the Evil Boss Tower.

In the surging black mist, the blood color spread like ripples.

Quickly generating Pain Series units.

Sobbing Girl, Furious Skeleton, Funeral Bell Monk, Regret Spider Mother, Throat of Fear... apart from these five original Pain Series Evil Spirits.

This time, a Pain Series warrior unit named "Blood Prison Military Governor" also appeared.

Different types of pain auras scattered like sunlight over the land.

All players illuminated by the light instantly entered a state of pain.

"Here it comes!"

Upon seeing the Power of Pain sweeping in, Yang Xiu was about to act but found his view suddenly shifting.

He was swapped to a part of the battlefield by God’s Left Leg using the Star Shifting Soul, and suddenly the mournful crying of the Sobbing Girl echoed in his ear.

It felt like an icy hand was gripping his heart; the emotional impact brought by the Sobbing Girl was like countless needles piercing every nerve.

Memories surged in Yang Xiu’s mind, from the frustration encountered during real-life growth to the helplessness felt when first chased by monsters in the game.

Various emotions intertwined, the suppressed defeat, regret, and unwillingness in his heart were all drawn out by this crying, flooding over the dam of reason like a tide.

The memories were filled with his own wretched appearances.

The players around him quickly activated the Indomitable Soul trait to offset such intense emotional shocks.

But Yang Xiu sank into the emotions, with the pain Spiritual Patterns gradually appearing on his skin.

Just then, the Star Shifting Attribute struck again.

Yang Xiu jumped across the battlefield, ultimately grabbed by the "Taotie Blood Bag" at the back of the battlefield and thrown out.

The despair aura was shaken off, but Yang Xiu’s emotions were alleviated. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Yet a strong feeling of helplessness continued to spread in his heart.

He knew he couldn’t immerse himself in the emotions.

Time was limited, and his mental will would gradually erase the emotions imposed by the Pain Imprint. He must hurry to the Divine Artifact clan land.

Summoning a vehicle in the shape of a motorbike, he resolutely set off.

But as he twisted the throttle, tears flowed uncontrollably:

"Earth Thought Bully, cruel beast."

At this moment, he finally understood why forum players said the Imperial Tomb Village battlefield was filled with malice from the Earth Thought Bully.

From the early natural disaster backlash to the current Tide of Suffering, the update direction of the Earth Thought Bully’s war mode has always focused on "torturing players."

It’s imaginable how much suffering the brothers in the United Battle Group have endured over time.

Being able to persist until now, they have already forged an iron-like will.

Their happiness is evidently built upon the pain of the Earth Thought Bully, tormenting each other, mutually making fun.

Before long, Yang Xiu arrived at the location of the Teleportation Array.

At this time, the area around the Teleportation Array was crowded with players.

These players were accompanied by various types of monsters.

Caught in the Land of Chasing the Sun, they resembled giant eagles with six wings, each feather burning with purple-red flames of a Blazing Nightmare.

Caught in the Eternal Silence Ice Lake Region, with a physique comparable to a small mountain, covered entirely with semi-transparent Ice Crystal armor of the Ice Prison Mammoth.

Caught in the Senluo Forest Region, with a trunk thick as a python, countless vine branches filled with golden thorns of the Fiery Sun Bramble.

Caught in the Bright Star Sea Area, standing five meters tall with claws like two giant cannons of the Tyrant Crab.

Among them, many edited figures of Shuyan Warriors can also be seen.

The characteristic of Pet Flow gameplay is all-encompassing.

Anything can become a pet.

From early Silver-Tailed Fish and Golden Claw Crab, to now with Pet Flow gameplay being developed multiple times.

Many Pet Flow players have different types of monsters for environmental combat, and the top-notch Pet Flow players can even use their pets to form a complete squad.

Including warriors, support, long-range output, etc.

Seeing Yang Xiu returning at this time, one leading player immediately initiated a team-up with Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu touched "agree" with his consciousness and entered the Teleportation Array.

The next second, the Teleportation Array was activated by other players.

...

Divine Artifact clan land, Artifact Valley.

Below the enormous Rift Valley, the ground is engraved with numerous sword marks.

From a high-altitude view, it resembles a broken sword spanning the land.

The surface of the cliffs on both sides is covered with honeycomb-like cavities, each inserted with a broken weapon, trembling in the wind.

Each weapon was once a member of the "Heavenly Sword Lineage" of the Divine Artifact clan. freēwēbnovel.com

Now they have turned into silent tombstones.

After all, there’s only one rule, different development philosophies destined that only one lineage of the Divine Artifact clan can continue.

At this moment, 23 kilometers outside the valley, Yang Xiu staggered forward.

His robe was torn, his hair disheveled, each step seemed to drag a heavy burden of a thousand pounds.

The heavy despair emotion spread tangibly from him, his eyes hollow and unremarkable, appearing lost and disoriented.

His figure, swaying like wild grass whipped by the wind.

During this time, he deliberately released the suppression of emotions, the despair evoked by the Sobbing Girl seeped out from the mental layer like ink, occasionally rolling out two suppressed whimpers from his throat, like a trapped beast stripped of its claws.

The wind lifted his tangled hair, revealing a half-pallid face.

Occasional wind brought moving pebbles, startling him to flinch, his shoulders huddled together, a lost soul on the brink of collapse, entirely resembling a pitiful wreck.

At this moment in Yang Xiu’s live streaming room, the director outside was pointing fingers at the mountains and rivers.