nucmednet Chapter 483 The Demon Wolf, A Difficult Battle
Chapter 483 The Demon Wolf, A Difficult Battle
One by one, its members were reduced to white light under its claws.
"No--!!!"
Ye Yao has gone mad.
She charged toward the demonic wolf without regard for anything else, the dagger in her hand transforming into a shower of cold light.
Her speed was so fast that only afterimages remained in the air.
[Shadow Strike] x20
This is her strongest burst skill, a series of twenty attacks, each with shadow damage.
This was her trump card, and her last gamble.
However, the price is that after the skill ends, she will be in a weakened state for three seconds, unable to even stand steadily.
The wolf's health bar plummeted.
60%......55%......50%......
But it still did not fall.
Three seconds later, Ye Yao knelt weakly on the ground, too weak to even lift her hand.
The wolf turned its head, its six blood-red eyes staring intently at her.
His eyes were filled with anger and bloodthirsty killing intent.
It opened its mouth, and a jet-black energy condensed within it.
The energy grew brighter and brighter, more concentrated, swallowing up the surrounding light.
Shadow Cannon
A fatal blow that can instantly kill any squishy class.
Ye Yao closed her eyes.
Is that all?
At this critical moment—
"President!!!"
Shen Yiyi's voice rang out like a thunderclap.
Ye Yao suddenly opened her eyes.
Shen Yiyi rushed forward, spreading her arms to shield her. That face, which was always smiling, was now filled with determination.
Holy Light Shield x3
The three shields stacked together shone with a dazzling pale golden light.
The Shadow Cannon roared out.
boom--!!!
The violent explosion created a shockwave that sent people flying.
The three layers of shields shattered one by one, but in the end, they still managed to block the attack.
Shen Yiyi was thrown back by the force of the impact, crashing into the wall and spitting out blood.
Her body slid off the wall, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground, but she was still alive.
"Yiyi!!!" Ye Yao struggled to stand up, her legs were weak and she could barely stand.
The wolf pounced again.
But this time, Ye Yao did not back down.
She charged towards the demonic wolf.
Her body transformed into a pure shadow, entangled with the demon wolf.
That was a skill she had never used before—[Shadow Fusion], which allowed her to completely merge into the shadows and gain ultimate power, but at the cost of burning her life points every second.
No one could see what happened.
Only the metallic clanging that lasted for a full ten seconds, the sound of claws tearing flesh, and the occasional splatter of blood proved the ferocity of the battle.
Ten seconds later.
The shadows dissipated.
Ye Yao knelt on one knee, her body covered in blood.
Her body was covered in horrifying wounds, the deepest of which stretched from her shoulder all the way to her waist, almost revealing the bone underneath.
Her dagger was deeply embedded in one of the wolf's eyes.
The wolf's six eyes were all closed.
Black blood was flowing from the eye through which the dagger was stuck.
Its massive body slowly collapsed. The moment it hit the ground, the entire space trembled violently.
The battle is over.
......
"President." Shen Yiyi's voice pulled her back to reality.
Ye Yao snapped out of her daze and looked at her.
Shen Yiyi was supported by her two sisters. Her face was frighteningly pale, but her eyes were full of worry.
Ye Yao took a deep breath and stood up, supporting herself with the dagger. Every movement sent a tearing pain through her wound.
She looked at the remaining twenty-three people.
Everyone was wounded, and everyone's eyes showed weariness and sorrow. But they were still alive, still standing.
"Withdraw," she said, her voice hoarse but firm. "Exit the instance. Prepare to go to the border."
Shen Yiyi was stunned.
"Guild Master, there are still four floors left... We've fought for so long, are we just going to give up like this?"
Ye Yao shook her head.
"Stop fighting. If we keep fighting, everyone will die."
She gripped the dagger tightly in her hand, its cracked blade gleaming faintly in the light.
"That's enough for these brothers. There's a third overlap in the second round, we need to stay alive and get them out of here."
Shen Yiyi fell silent.
Then she nodded.
"it is good."
Fifty people came in, and twenty-three people left.
But what they took with them, besides points and materials, was an indomitable belief.
Ye Yao glanced back at the space on the fifth floor.
The wolf's corpse had respawned and disappeared, leaving only a pool of black blood on the ground.
"Next time," she whispered, her voice so soft only she could hear, "I'll definitely beat you solo next time. No one's help needed."
She turned and strode away.
Though their steps were slow, they were incredibly firm.
......
The western frontier, in the wilderness.
Emily stood on a high slope, looking down at the battlefield below.
It was an absolutely spectacular sight—
More than two thousand people, divided into more than a dozen formations, are besieging a group of more than three hundred wild monsters.
The group of monsters consisted mainly of level 55 rock golems, interspersed with some level 56 mutated giant lizards.
The rock golem is made entirely of hard rock, and each step it takes produces a dull thud.
The mutated monitor lizards are even more agile; their scales gleam with a dark luster in the sunlight, and each tail swipe can crack the ground.
They are enormous, have incredible defenses, and possess terrifying attack power.
Any lone squad that encounters them has no choice but to run for their lives.
But right now, they are being slaughtered.
"Left flank! Soldiers, push forward! Don't let them break the formation!"
Karl's voice came from below, his honest face now serious, his eyes fixed on every change on the battlefield.
"Right-wing mage group, prepare for the second round of focused fire! Ice spells go first, freeze them! Fire spells, get ready to follow up, unleash a burst of damage while they're controlled!"
Helena's cool voice followed immediately, her staff waving incessantly as she delivered precise commands.
More than two thousand people, under the command of Karl and Helena, operated like a precise machine.
The soldiers stood at the forefront, their shields forming an iron wall.
Their shields gleamed with the light of various skills, forcefully blocking the impact of the rock golems.
Each collision produced a dull thud; some people's shields shattered on the spot, but those behind them immediately filled in.
The mage unleashed a barrage of attacks from the back row, raining down frost and fire alternately.
Frost spells slowed the golems down to a minimum, while fire spells exploded on them, scattering debris everywhere.
The glow of mana energy rose and fell among the crowd, like a dazzling fireworks display.
The archers stood further away, using precise shots to kill any who tried to bypass the defenses.
Their arrows seemed to have eyes, each one striking the monster's vitals—its eyes, joints, and core.