HPDBC Chapter 201 201: Cry for Help, and I'll Help You
Chapter 201 201: Cry for Help, and I'll Help You
Orson's voice wasn't loud, but it had a peculiar penetrating power, quickly spreading to the battlefield below.
Everyone looked up, their expressions frozen in place. In the sky, a giant shadow emitted an ancient, vast aura, with its blood-red eyes sweeping across, disdainful of all weak creatures.
What was even more shocking was the figure atop the giant shadow. His smile was calm and indifferent, surrounded by multiple fiery stars, and his body was covered in mystical patterns and strange phenomena.
The wind roared, thunder cracked, and the war drums sounded loudly. It felt as though a heartbeat from a god was pulling the hearts and souls of tens of thousands of players.
"Orgod!"
The crowd couldn't help but exclaim, especially the players from the UJ region, who instantly felt their hair stand on end and their faces turn as pale as paper.
US Triple Crown winner, the founder of Infinite Dimensions' Tithe! The man who had vowed to begin the Conquest Era in the UJ region of Infinite Dimensions!
He had killed thousands of UJ region players using only his mount and spatial tools, creating a stunning masterpiece titled Birth of Despair.
If the Kingdom Summoner class's SS-level players were the thorns in UJ region players' hearts, then the man who had planted that thorn was the sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's heads in the UJ region!
"All UJ region battle group members, scatter! He's about to cast a large-scale magic!" shouted Kawakita, an S-level Ice Mage, in panic.
In an instant, the UJ region players who had been surrounding Demon Emperor and others quickly dispersed.
Orson raised his eyebrows in surprise, shrugging awkwardly: "I haven't done anything?"
The scene felt almost like tadpoles panicking in a pond.
"This guy..." Slaughter Spree muttered under his breath. "The Bone Dragon Stronghold has already fallen, and he doesn't go to the first battlefield, but comes here? What's he trying to do?"
The Slaughter Guild had grown enormously, controlling over ten medium and small strongholds. The guild had absorbed six others, increasing their total membership to a staggering eight thousand players. Aside from some life players, most were elite fighters, occupying the top tier of players in the game.
"This is a 40-level ultimate legendary set that makes magic magnify and damage reach its peak. That dragon's attributes are incredibly exaggerated, not like a Lord-Class battle beast at all."
A giant black figure, about ten feet tall, looked up at Orson, its black pupils filled with boiling battle intent. However, it quickly suppressed the emotion, thinking: "The game has only just begun. I am destined to create my Infinite Dimensions empire!"
Demon Emperor roared, his voice like that of a massive troll warrior. His battle blade whipped violently, cutting through the air. A red fighting spirit turned into a howling Sky Wolf that shattered four UJ region players who had been scattering in panic.
Damage -20000 (percentage-based)
Damage -22000 (percentage-based)
...
Flesh and blood flew in every direction, blood mist filling the air. The players who were killed didn't vanish but instead disintegrated into a pile of broken limbs scattered across the ground. These parts then transformed into flowing blood and entered Demon Emperor's body, causing him to grow slightly taller.
HP +100
HP +100
"Shadow Extinguish!"
Shimoji sneered, summoning nine clones as his dagger slashed through the air. The nine images all lunged at Blank.
Blank's eyes glinted coldly as she swiftly rolled and evaded. Clearly, this wasn't something a normal thief player could pull off.
"You're one of US's elite, huh?" Shimoji said with a dark expression, as his move, which had almost never missed before, was dodged by Blank at the last moment.
Blank said nothing, her dual daggers charging with power as she prepared her counterattack: "Heart Piercing Dual Demons!"
The twin-headed wolf demons slammed into Shimoji, and with a crash, Shimoji's legendary dagger broke!
"Die!"
Blank sneered arrogantly, her critical hit about to strike, ready to trigger true damage and bleeding effects.
Suddenly, a flash of cold light passed through Shimoji's eyes, and his body froze, smiling at her.
Another S-level Ghost Warrior appeared from nowhere, landing three thunderous strikes on Blank.
Critical Hit -4000!
Critical Hit -4000!
...
Blank's HP dropped to dangerously low levels, her mind spinning: "How many S-level hidden classes do they have?!"
In the chaos, Blank flashed, activating her stealth mode and trying to pull away to heal.
"Divine Prison!"
Six beams of holy light descended, and three A-level hidden class Templar Priests appeared, using their Blind Sight skills to predict Blank's movements and trap her in place.
Orson watched with a smile. That silly girl had been targeted long ago, and he had intentionally led her step by step into the trap.
"Well, well..." Orson chuckled. "If you call for help, I'll save you."
Blank gritted her teeth in frustration, glaring at the man: "Get lost!"
"Alright." Orson, ever the straightforward guy, turned his dragon around and flew away.
"You—bastard!" Blank shouted, practically stone-faced. Discover stories at My Virtual Library Empire
Shimoji had been sweating with anxiety, but to his shock, the man just flew away without a second thought?
Blank fell to the ground in anger, her mind completely shattered. She felt like she would never die in peace!