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Chapter 425

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After the Players received the final event quest, aside from some newbie Players who stayed behind to help old Meredith maintain order among the Crookes survivors, everyone else gathered to fight the Mecha Giant.

Their grandiose demeanor seemed to be saying 'what three-hour time limit, we can just blow it up'!

In the end, when they ran into the Mecha Giant less than twenty kilometers away, they were almost wiped out instead.

After all, a supersized foe meant superior HP and defense for the Players. Coupled with Rule Resistance and the constant use of crowd-control skills, it was basically the worst possible opponent.

It was fortunate that the Players who had suffered a few setbacks recently were no longer the iron-headed brats who only knew how to blindly push their way to victory by piling heads and deaths, and were now paying attention to strategy and strategy.

Xi Wei was quite pleased. He had certainly taken the wrong path at first, guiding his believers along the path of the Players back on Earth. That way, the Players feared nothing in the world, and would attack anyone who dared to show their HP bar.

Even so, the deeper he investigated this world after ascending as an Intermediate God, the more Xi Wei felt that the waters of this world were a little deep.

While his believers could certainly be trained into fearless Players, Xi Wei himself was no invincible System like the ones in the game, and being too arrogant would only lead to self-destruction.

Having survived the dangerous period after transmigrating to this world, the right choice now was to lay low for a while, and when all his believers had become Ten Mile Slope Sword Saints, he would go out and 'lend a helping hand' in the face of injustice, and blow up the heads of those evil gods and their minions.

But that was a digression.

Either way, when the wave of ultimate attacks only dealt single-digit damage and the Mecha Giant's HP bar did not even budge, the Players promptly scattered. It was not a rout like a ragtag army, but a decision made by the Players who were leading the group when they decided that it was pointless to keep fighting.

Their formation was in disarray, making it seem as if they were fleeing in disorder. However, this was only because the Ancient Mecha Giant's casual attacks were AoE AoE attacks, allowing more people to survive.

After all, in terms of morale, only the undead and automatons had higher morale than them.

"No wonder the quest was to delay and hinder the Mecha Giant from doing too much damage to the Tortoise Colossus in three hours." Edward sighed from atop the Black Fire Dragon. "And here I thought that the quest wouldn't be difficult, but it seems that I've been too easy."

"That thing is black and tough, and its damage is pitifully low. Even if it doesn't retaliate, we would have to focus fire for ten days to half a month to empty its HP bar." Joe was frowning as well, caught in the Black Fire Dragon's claws. "Moreover, it's fine if it doesn't take any debuffs such as dizziness, lethargy, bleeding or poison. But it doesn't even take knockback or stun.

"As expected of the God of Games. I thought we saw the second stratum, but he had already thought of the fifth stratum!" Edward praised sincerely.

"Compared to that, can we get on the dragon's back?" Eggface, who was caught in the other claw, had his mouth filled with wind as soon as he opened it. He tried his best to shout at Edward, who was on the dragon's back, "My leather armor is leaking, Jill is freezing!"

"Joe Joe" from Joe was Got. Edward suggested solemnly. Since the dragon's back was protected by Jessica's barrier, it would not be affected by the wind.

"Even turning off the senses wouldn't stop Joe Joe from freezing!" Joe Joe felt as if he was a balloon filled with air. "Let's go up!"

"The dragon's back is full." Edward refused tactfully.

"Didn't it have a lot of seats before?!"

"Skills have been nerfed after the version update," Edward replied with a straight face.

"Who are you kidding?!" Joe Joe's entire body was cold with rage, and he couldn't stop shaking. "You're just taking revenge on us for leaving you to die with Mister Marni on Steel Earth!"

"Time is of the essence. Red Eyes Black Fire Dragon, speed up!" Edward pretended not to hear and accelerated once more.

"¥@ # ¥%%&*" Joe Joe really couldn't say anything now.

He hoped that his Joe Joe Joe could still function normally when he returned to Crookes.

Still, it would be fine even if it was frozen. He was a Player, and he just had to be ruthless and chop it up with a bottle of cola, and it might just grow back …

"Stop saying stupid things like that. It's making me stupid." Princess Leah, who was sitting beside Jessica on the dragon's back sighed heavily, feeling helpless at the boys who still had the mood to fool around despite the difficulty of the mission. "What should we do now? Are we supposed to wait for it to reach the tortoise colossus, and then shield it to reduce damage while healing it and drag it out for three hours? "

"No, the tortoise colossus is still a neutral unit and can't be healed … Still, that thing itself seems to be a huge magitek mechanism, and it's a problem if it can heal."

Edward quickly rejected the Warrior Princess' suggestion. "The ancient Mecha Giant would react to our attacks, so attacking it and letting it retaliate is a way to buy time. But its damage is too high, and its normal attacks are AoE. Numbers are useless, so just one person at a time would do."

"Sending people to their deaths to buy time, huh …" Princess Leah mused. "But it shouldn't buy us too much time."

Although the suicide squad was indeed the only solution they had, Lia still felt a little displeased.

Moreover, with the event having progressed to this stage, the Players' reserves of items such as the Resurrection Ankh that allowed rapid resurrection were almost depleted, and it was imperative that fewer people die now.

"Dying is just a prelude." Edward opened the Player forums and began to post an edited map. "That thing only walks in a straight line, which is why its path is predictable! Since there's no way to stop it with attacks, we can only change the environment! "

"You're thinking of …" Leah looked at Edward in slight surprise.

"That's right. Have the Players who can't change the terrain act as a suicide squad to delay the enemy's advance, while the rest dig holes along its path! This kind of thing probably won't be able to trap it. It will probably only take one or two punches to collapse the cave and create a path for it to move forward. Therefore, while it is climbing, we have to continue to attack its footholds and send it back into the cave! "

Edward concluded in high spirits. "As long as we don't get caught up in its attacks, we could send it back into the hole again and again, and it's not impossible to buy the God of Games three hours!"

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