Thousand Creations' goal was to kill steal. How many fights in the game were caused by kill stealing? As a result, when it came to PK, Thousand Creations was incomparably experienced.
Acting courageously for a just cause? Thousand Creations wouldn't believe such a thing. The target he was stealing from wasn't some girl. There weren't that many heroes who would stand up for injustice. At this moment, a group of people were rushing over. The answer was obvious: they were originally together.
"Interesting!" Thousand Creations swept his eyes over his surroundings. The players rushing over were both near and far. He didn't have time to count them all, but there were at least 20 of them. Thousand Creations' Neutral Chasers increased his movement speed, so his footsteps were very fast. He looked for a gap in their encirclement and slipped through.
"Boom!" The enemy's long-ranged Launcher hadn't even arrived yet, but an artillery shell had already whistled through the air. Thousand Creations hastily dodged and the artillery shell exploded. The shockwave from the explosion was larger than what Thousand Creations had imagined. He was unexpectedly sent flying to the side.
Thousand Creations reacted quickly and pulled himself back in midair to stabilize himself. In Glory, "Knockdown" was actually a type of attack that forced the opponent to attack. However, this shockwave wasn't forceful. The character would lose their balance, but the player could rely on their mechanics to stabilize their body. If they didn't do it properly, then it was possible for them to fall to the ground. As for the forced "Knockdown" effect, the player couldn't rely on normal mechanics to get rid of it. They could only use Quick Recover to get rid of it.
With this artillery shell, Thousand Creations had already lost the initiative. This group of people closed in on him. The original opening had already been patched up. All of the classes stood in an orderly manner. Several of the melee classes had already surrounded Thousand Creations.
"Crap … …" Thousand Creations was already in despair. He knew that this time, there was no hope for him to escape. But he definitely didn't want to resign himself to death. With a loud shout, he brandished his battle spear and rushed forward, attempting to bring down the enemy with him. But at this moment, it seemed like a grand wish. In the end, Thousand Creations wasn't able to accomplish it. The other side had killed him with practically no casualties.
"Who are these guys!" Thousand Creations, who had revived in Congee City, thought to himself while sending a few names to Bound Boat, hoping that he could help investigate their origins. These were the names that Thousand Creations had memorized during the fight. He had died too many times, so he couldn't remember too many in a short amount of time.
"Oh? Why are there so many people? "Bound Boat asked.
"Don't worry about it. Just help me look it up!" Thousand Creations said.
"Did you cause trouble again?" Bound Boat asked.
Thousand Creations was silent. He was a rather special existence in the guild. Logically speaking, a large guild like him with bad habits would not be tolerated. However, Blue Brook Pavilion admired his skills and secretly hid him in the guild. Thousand Creations! With the support of a large guild, it would be much easier for him to obtain equipment. For example, right now, he already had a full set of Battle Mage's Scarlet Moon Set. His Level 30 Crescent Moon Snake Spear was the rare Purple Spear. If he didn't have the backing of the Blue Brook Pavilion, he wouldn't have been able to obtain so many pieces of equipment so easily.
The guild took good care of Thousand Creations, but they would never support or cover up for his vile actions. Thousand Creations didn't have any objections to this. Up until now, all the big and small battles, whether it was life or death, had all been completed by him alone. He had always hidden his guild background.
As a result, this time, Thousand Creations was still preparing to solve this problem by himself. However, it wouldn't hurt to borrow a bit of information from the guild!
After dying in Congee City, Thousand Creations needed to recover his Weakened state. As a result, he slowly walked towards Line Canyon while waiting for Bound Boat's reply. In his heart, he felt that these people's actions were a bit strange. If they were leveling in the wild, a twenty something player party was a bit too large. Moreover, if they were leveling in a party, then they would split up and fight on their own. What kind of party was that?
Even with Thousand Creations' experience, he couldn't tell that these people were in a party. It could be seen how scattered they were. What exactly were these guys planning?
While Thousand Creations was slowly making his way over, his Weakened status slowly disappeared. He had lost 10% of his experience. Apart from that, his equipment had lost some durability. He had also lost a bit of gold coins. These were all fixed drops. However, he didn't drop any equipment. In the normal servers, the drop rate for equipment wasn't high.
"Thousand Creations, we can't find out where these people came from for now. In short, they aren't from any of the big guilds." Finally, Bound Boat's message came.
"Oh." Thousand Creations wasn't too surprised. The world was so big and there were so many players. Blue Brook Pavilion wasn't a system, so they didn't have that much information. They only paid attention to the Club guilds that they were competing against. If they weren't from those guilds, then their information was very limited.
"Take it easy. Don't cause too much trouble in the new server." Bound Boat didn't completely stop him. If Thousand Creations was someone who could stop him, then he wouldn't have let him go. Bound Boat was just reminding him not to bring trouble to the guild. It was a bit heartless, but Thousand Creations actually enjoyed his special position.
He slowly walked until his Weakened state disappeared. Only then did Thousand Creations begin to jog. Jogging was faster than walking, but slower than Swift Running. However, Sprint would cost durability, so most players would use Jog to rush to their destination.
Soon, he returned to Line Canyon. Thousand Creations didn't rashly charge in. The other side had twenty something players. If he directly challenged them, wouldn't that be a dead end? Thousand Creations was prepared to choose the right time and wait for an opportunity to break through. He didn't care how despicable or treacherous they were. A player who liked to kill steal didn't have any moral integrity.
If his name could be hidden like his guild title, how great would that be! Thousand Creations sighed and chose another entrance to Line Canyon. After entering, he slowly walked in that direction.
The canyon was very quiet. The occasional sound was the rustling sound of poisonous insects crawling across the ground. Thousand Creations didn't pay attention to these monsters. He only ran towards the other side. When he got closer, he slowed down. After carefully studying the terrain, he crouched down and moved behind a mound. He quietly poked his head out.
One, two, three … ….
From here, he could see that the other side's three players were all minding their own business and leveling. Thousand Creations hadn't been on guard before. Now that he had some experience, he looked again. Even though the three players were fighting on their own, the three players were standing at a distance where he could help. From a different angle, he looked to the other side and found the other two players. They were also moving freely, but the distance between them didn't change.
This is difficult … … Thousand Creations frowned.
These players were prepared to coordinate with each other at any time, so he didn't have any opportunities to take advantage of. But why were these guys doing this? What kind of strange trick were they trying to pull?
Thousand Creations hid far away from the circle. He changed his position and looked at the twenty or so players on the other side. He casually pulled out a piece of paper and even drew out the positions of the twenty or so players.
This time, their positions seemed to be a bit different from when he had bumped into them. These guys had gathered a lot more towards this side. Thousand Creations thought as he drew circles on the paper. When he finished drawing and the overall effect was displayed, Thousand Creations immediately saw the situation. These positions were aimed at the dungeon entrance! Were these guys preparing to ambush someone? Were they waiting for someone to come or wait for someone to come out?
Hm? Thousand Creations suddenly thought of a person. A person who had recently become extremely popular in the tenth server.
Lord Grim. Could it be that they were waiting for him?
Thousand Creations couldn't help but think. But these twenty or so players clearly didn't have good intentions. Although Lord Grim was in the limelight right now, he didn't seem to have offended anyone, right? Even if he had refused the invitations of the big guilds and ran off to work for some Full Moon Guild, it shouldn't have attracted the attention of the big guilds, right?
Thousand Creations was puzzled. He sent Bound Boat another message: "Are you sure those guys aren't from the big guilds?"
"I'm sure they aren't on the big guilds' list. What about it?"
"Looking at their positions, I'm a bit suspicious that they're targeting Lord Grim." Thousand Creations said.
"What kind of people are they?" Bound Boat asked.
"Outside of Line Canyon, they're pretending to be leveling by themselves, but they can clearly surround anyone entering or leaving the dungeon at any time." Thousand Creations said.
"Has Lord Grim ever offended anyone?" Bound Boat was puzzled.
"I don't know either … …" Thousand Creations was also puzzled. Suddenly, he heard movement from that side. Thousand Creations, who was hiding behind a mound of dirt, immediately poked his head out to look. He saw five players coming out of the dungeon. If it wasn't Lord Grim's group, who else could it be?
Thousand Creations didn't even think about whether or not he should give Lord Grim a hint, when that group of players had already moved.
Sure enough, they were looking for him?
This time, Thousand Creations counted the number of players. If he hadn't missed anything, there were a total of 24 players.
The 24 players moved like the wind. In the last second, Thousand Creations had only seen them running. In the next second, he saw Gunners' bullets and Mages' spells flying towards them. As for the melee classes, they rushed forward from all angles. Especially the dungeon entrance, which was immediately guarded by six characters.
Thousand Creations saw Lord Grim suddenly swing his battle lance and throw out a Sky Strike. With this stroke, all four of his companions were lifted into the air. Thousand Creations saw this and was astonished. For one, he didn't understand why Lord Grim would attack his own people. For two, he didn't understand how a Sky Strike could hit four targets at once. In Thousand Creations' knowledge, from the guides he knew, a Sky Strike could hit three targets at once! How fast would his hand speed have to be to hit one extra target?
"Boom!" Lord Grim had already sent out a palm attack, and it had actually hit his four companions. At the same time that the four players were sent flying, Thousand Creations suddenly understood Lord Grim's intentions.
He had used an even faster method to instantly send the four players out of the encirclement. The other side's 24 players could break through the encirclement in any direction, but this method was definitely outside of their calculations. Thousand Creations had been studying their positions for a long time. He believed that he hadn't made a mistake. Lord Grim's actions had definitely messed up their calculations.
"Bang!"
Thousand Creations heard another gunshot. Thousand Creations saw Lord Grim jump up with an Aerial Fire and chase after the four players.
Sky Strike, Falling Flower, Aerial Fire!
These three actions were completed in an instant. It seemed as if they were faster than Thousand Creations' brain working. By the time he understood these actions. Lord Grim's team of five had already jumped out of the encirclement and were running towards the mound he was on. As for those 24 players, their meticulously arranged encirclement had failed and they were chasing after the five players.
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