What should they do in the face of a tsunami?
There was no fixed answer to that question, but holding their heads and waiting to die was clearly not the Players' style.
In fact, Marni and the others were not far from the Frogmen Village. If they put in some effort, they might be able to reach the village before the tsunami.
After that, they just had to use the Lifestone in the Frogmen Village to teleport to the Unnamed Town or the Lancaster Hideout, and everything would be fine. After all, most tsunamis would only travel a few kilometers from the coastline, and would never reach the Unnamed Town that was dozens of kilometers away, let alone Lancaster which was half an empire away.
In fact, there were quite a few players around them who were thinking the same thing. They were all sprinting towards the Frogmen Village.
But Marni thought of a more troublesome problem.
"Don't run!" He yelled at the Players who had yet to flee. "The Frogmen who haven't contracted with us can't be revived! At least half of them would die if the tsunami hits the Frogmen Village directly! "
The other Players finally realized the problem at Marni's reminder.
Even so, humans who had yet to reach Legendary-tier were still too weak in the face of natural disasters like this.
Even if Xi Wei's class description mentioned that Tide Callers could raise tsunamis as well, that skill was a late-game skill that had a higher level requirement. Even if the Players really chose that skill, man-made tsunamis wouldn't stand a chance against a real tsunami.
After all, the Aquatic Lord was a subordinate deity of the Ocean God. Even if his Authority touched upon the ocean a little, it was not his main class. Moreover, the Authority Xi Wei had usurped was incomplete, and it was already good enough that he could develop the advanced class Tide Callers based on that aspect. There was no way he could pursue power too much …
"That's true, but what should we do?" The other Players subconsciously followed Marni's lead. "We can't fight against such a huge tsunami with just our strength, can we?"
"Calm down. We don't have to fight against the entire tsunami. We just have to weaken the part of it that's facing the Frogmen Village!"
As a matter of fact, Marni had never experienced a tsunami in the truest sense of the term. Still, as the temporary leader of the Players, he could not show any fear. "Let's stick to normal. All Warriors stand in front and use your defensive skills to block as much impact as you can. Clerics, heal and cast shields. Everyone else, fire at the tsunami — there's no need to conserve mana!"
He didn't finish his sentence, but the other players understood what he meant.
They would definitely die here. The power of the tsunami was not to be trifled with. The possibility of survival was very small. Even their efforts would be in vain. It was not impossible that they would not be able to do anything.
There was an 80% chance that the other players would not be able to revive them in time, so they would definitely be locked up in the small black room for three days.
Even so, none of the players backed down.
The Frogmen Village was an ally of the Church of Games, and many frogmen had already dedicated the rest of their lives to the Players, becoming their followers and contributing as much as they could in their adventures.
Logically speaking, the players should protect the Frogmen Village.
Perhaps their efforts would not be effective, but at least in this moment, they had to stand before the Frogmen Village and do their best to protect it.
Icicles, fireballs, and chain lightning. At the moment, the Mage Players who had yet to change class did not care if they were useful or not, and were all unleashing their spells at the super tidal wave that blanketed the world.
The Players who had changed class to Tide-Callers were all summoning waterspouts or techniques like water guns, cannons, and high-pressure pumps to weaken the tsunami as much as they could. It was a pity that the tidal wave did not visibly shrink even when it was right in front of them.
When the tidal wave was less than two hundred meters away from the Players, the clerics immediately raised their Sacred Barrier in front of them. And yet, the barrier that was immeasurably reliable against enemy attacks simply overloaded and exploded the moment the tidal wave touched it, turning into countless triangular shards that vanished into the tidal wave.
"Jarvis!"
Marni bellowed, donning a flamboyant golden-red armor over his body. Under his lead, the Warrior Players forged the final line of defense with their own bodies.
There was no telling if it was a psychological effect or if their stubbornness really worked, but the tidal wave did seem to slow down a little.
But in the next split second, the HP bars of the Warrior Players at the frontlines were emptied. Their sturdy armor was directly hammered flat by the tidal wave that carried tremendous power, while their bodies were swept away by the tidal wave and turned into trash in the undercurrent.
Marni's full-body armor didn't last long either. After all, his armor wasn't a steel suit with high-tech shock-absorbing capabilities, and he couldn't deflect the terrible impact of the tidal wave, turning him into a pile of minced meat wrapped in steel skin. In fact, he was the first to die since he stood at the front of the Players as an example.
The Players of other classes naturally didn't shrink back either. Even if they were intimidated by the majestic force of nature and shuddered in the face of the tidal wave that was inches away, they still did their best to unleash their final skills.
In the end, all thirty-three Players outside the Frogmen Village died in battle against the undefeatable tidal wave. None of them flinched.
Thanks to the efforts of the players, the frogmen village suffered great damage. However, since the frogmen were experienced in dealing with tsunamis, and they were prepared for it, they were only injured. With the help of the players who came to support them, the injured frogmen were also rescued. Not a single frogman died!
"Your names shall be remembered, and your achievements shall live on forever!"
After the tidal wave passed, the Frogmen Village had many things to do. The Frogmen Elder stood shakily on the roof of the conch house, commending the Players who died in battle.
On the other hand, the Players who were honored as martyrs were causing a ruckus in the forums … they didn't want such commendations at all, feeling as if they were really dead. They would rather be rewarded with game coins and EXP instead.
While the other Players were still making a ruckus as usual, Angora, who had hurried back to town and came to the Frogmen Village for the first time felt that something wasn't right.
"Why isn't the God of Games reacting at all despite the commotion this time?"
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