The moment the massive Curtain of Darkness came out, almost all the players within its range focused their vision.
Only the few Players who had picked up Night Vision or Night Combat had a vision range of several meters.
Then, the commanders of the guilds and squads shouted, "Use Illumination! Those who don't have Illumination, light torches!"
Similar voices echoed nonstop.
Very soon, balls of light and torches were raised one after another.
There were at least hundreds of balls of light and hundreds of torches.
Logically speaking, such a large number of light sources should be able to illuminate the entire valley basin. However, in the darkness, these light sources were like sparks. There were light sources, but they were pitifully weak. It seemed as though they could not penetrate the darkness at all. Even if there were hundreds of light sources, the area that they could illuminate was not large. It barely formed the feeling of dusk.
"The enemy's dark magic can absorb light." A commander immediately realized what was going on and shouted, "Are there any Priests of the light class? Let's see if Sunlight's spell can illuminate the area!" “
Very soon, several small suns appeared at the bottom of the valley and on the hillside.
The entire valley became a little brighter, but it was only a little brighter. It was still not as bright as daytime.
At this moment, a crescent moon appeared in the sky at some point.
The surrounding environment looked very strange, as if everything was covered in a layer of black fog.
But the players were all excited. Many of them shouted, "It seems that the boss is coming!"
As they expected, a dense swarm of bats flew out the moment they said that.
Different from the little bats they saw earlier, these bats were at least three times larger, and each bat had a wingspan of almost one meter.
After the swarm of bats flew out, they were followed by countless smaller bats, which looked like a long stream of black smoke flying out of the castle.
"We're rich! There must be a lot of vampires with so many bats!"
Many players exclaimed in delight. Some of them subconsciously wiped the saliva on their lips.
The large bat swarm at the very front gathered together and turned into a pale-skinned old man dressed in black noble attire.
Bruce looked around and roared furiously, "You wretched Golden Sons, we've lived here for hundreds of years, and you're bold enough to trespass on our land. You're asking for it …"
Before Bruce finished his sentence, a dozen fishing nets had been thrown at him, followed by countless bolts, arrows, and colorful magic missiles.
From afar, it looked like a ring of multicolored light was shrinking.
"It's the Boss. It's the Boss. No matter what, let's deal some damage first. The person who kills it will get 50 points."
The ranged classes attacked with all their might, while the melee classes could only watch the Boss hanging in the sky anxiously.
"Bring it down, bring it down. Let us rub our blades. "
A wave of long-range attacks all hit Bruce, but all the attacks stopped three centimeters away from his body.
Short Decay. The spell failed.
"A bunch of ants!" Bruce waved his hand, and the dense swarm of bats behind him turned into vampires and began to suppress the players in the sky.
Spells rained down from the sky. It was a classic carpet bombing. Very soon, more than half of the players in the Curtain of Darkness were killed or wounded. Even more unbelievably, Bruce took action too.
He rubbed his hands together and produced a black ball of dark energy. Finally, he threw it down. The ball spun in mid-air, creating a black whirlwind. It spun in a circle at an extremely fast speed, sucking everything within a certain range into the center of the whirlwind. Then, pieces of flesh and blood spilled out.
The Players hurriedly launched a limited counterattack and successfully took down a few unlucky Vampires. Then, the Players who were still alive pounced on them, using fire or magical flames to burn the fallen Vampires into flames.
Then, they stored the bone powder that was still covered in flames in their system Backpack.
Because there were too many of them, some could only absorb a few grams, and some could only absorb a dozen grams.
However, even a few grams was still a fortune.
Bruce grew more and more infuriated as he looked at the Golden Sons who were desperate for the ashes. But he also felt slightly cold in his fury.
At this moment, Roland was standing on the top of the hill. He wasn't enshrouded by the Curtain of Darkness, so he could only see a gigantic black ball without seeing what was inside.
However, more and more players were gathering around him.
Some of them even began to build simple ritual tables in the Church of Life nearby.
Then, green lights flashed, and many players were resurrected from the ritual tables. Then, they followed the players who came later and charged into the black ball crazily again.
Standing next to Roland, Yelia looked at the Golden Sons who were charging at him with fear in his eyes. He looked down the hill behind him, only to discover that many more people were coming from afar.
They must be Golden Sons too.
He estimated that there must be more than three thousand Golden Sons here.
"Are your clansmen all crazy?"
Yelia couldn't help but say that when he saw a player who was resurrected on the ritual table with bloodshot eyes and shouted, "Leave some ashes for me", charging into the Curtain of Darkness again in a crazed manner.
"They want to make money. A vampire can be worth fifty gold coins, and it's a dark creature. Why shouldn't they make money?"
Yelia felt that his mouth was dry as he watched the Golden Sons charge into the Curtain of Darkness. He couldn't help but loosen his collar. "But they don't have to be so crazy, do they?"
"They're no match for the vampires if they're not crazy," said Roland casually.
"Then why aren't you taking action?"
Roland said with a smile, "I'm waiting for the most appropriate opportunity."
At this moment, the vampires in the Curtain of Darkness realized that something was wrong.
They had clearly killed at least two or three thousand Golden Sons. Why were there still so many rushing in from the outside?
In a trance, another couple of vampires were pulled down by fishing nets, shot by arrows, or hit by magic bullets.
Although the Golden Sons' counterattacks were much weaker than theirs, some of their people would fall to the ground every once in a while.
But every once in a while, someone would be hit and fall to the ground. Then, a large group of Golden Sons who were prepared would lunge at them and burn them with fire and magic … In less than a minute, they would turn their own people into a pile of ashes.
Then, they would fight for the ashes like hungry dogs fighting for feces.
After they were done, they would raise their heads and stare at the vampires with their red eyes, like hungry dogs looking at feces that they were about to swallow.
Although the two hundred vampires were still suppressing the Golden Sons with their firepower in midair and slaughtering them, all the vampires had a bad feeling.
However, all the Blood Clan members had a bad feeling about this.
Bruce, the chief of the vampires included.
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