In the eyes of the Illume-union members, Sheyan was like an omnipresent specter on the battlefield, always appearing at the right place. For example, for those frontline combatants, there were at least several times when Sheyan's vitals were about to be attacked. Instead, Sheyan would hastily intervene; either using the repelling ability of his shotgun to send the viperwolves flying, or directly rushing forward with his fists to parry the viperwolves' sure hit attacks.
From a party point of view, Sheyan being prepared to be attacked by the viperwolves, was obviously more worthwhile than being attacked by Sable's vitals. This was because the latter had an exceedingly high probability of triggering a critical strike. Moreover, Seaman's defence wasn't low. Being prepared to be bitten, was obviously more worthwhile than being bitten by the unprepared contestants.
Yet another pack of viperwolves surged forward. This time, Yuan Zhan and Zi could clearly see that the frontline had indeed reached its limit, and could hardly sustain any longer. Moreover, once the frontline crumbled, it would inevitably lead to the collapse of the entire defensive line. In this instance, they prepared to intervene. Yet at this moment, Sheyan suddenly retreated 2-3 steps without warning.
"You've finally reached your limit?" At this moment, no matter if it was Archeaphill or Sable, such a thought couldn't help but emerge in their hearts, as though a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders.
Yet when such a thought surfaced in their minds, Sheyan flipped his wrist and shockingly produced a flask in his palm. This flask was shaped like a large belly, and was half filled with a gurgling faint black liquid. Then, it was forcefully flung forward.
The flask flew in a high parabola and smashed against the body of a viperwolf. Clang! It shattered, as a faint black shockwave blasted out from the center of the shattered flask. It rapidly diffused out, as a faint black fog enveloped an area of 20 plus square metres. The viperwolves that were struck by the shockwave were instantly frozen stiff, and entered a stunned state! Those that were in a pouncing state were even more miserable; as though they had lost their balance in midair, they were practically sitting ducks.
At this moment, although many of the Illume-union members didn't know what was going on, they followed the principle of 'one would be a bastard if they didn't take advantage of an opportunity'. Of course, they seized this opening and attacked fiercely! Therefore, even though the stun duration of the curse-mix was only 1 second, it was actually able to interrupt the enemy's attack while simultaneously creating an opportunity for his own side to strike first. The significance of this battle was not as weak as it seemed.
After the curse-mix landed on the ground, it transformed into a clump of faint black fog that remained as dense as the clouds, enveloping the pack of viperwolves within without dissipating. Soon, someone at the front began to report the data in the party channel.
"Eh? Why did my attack power become stronger?"
"It's Crush! What's going on? How can I deal Crush damage?"
"This guy is crazy! His potion gave me an additional 3 points of strength! At this moment, the viperwolf's strength was reduced by 4 points! That's a difference of 7 points! My Strength is enough to crush these sons of bitches! Haha, brats, have a taste of my iron fist! "
"Seaman's initial ability should be to toss out a potion, causing an area of effect debuff. The Viperwolf's strength will be reduced by 4 points, and its movement and attack speed will be reduced by 20%. When the potion hits the ground, the shockwave will stun the enemy for a second."
"Oh, the timing of this potion landing was also very exquisite. At that time, the fangs of that damned bastard were only three centimeters away from my throat."
"…"
Following the excited roars of the few close combat contestants, the Illume-union's morale soared. Especially Sable, who was roaring loudly. His black great saber slashed horizontally, unleashing a terrifying explosive strike + crushing + AOE damage. It was simply like a whirlwind sweeping away the clouds, as it engulfed the 4 viperwolves in front, beheading 3 and inflicting heavy damage to the remaining. Immediately, the situation was reversed.
Such a battle situation was within Sheyan's expectations. Previously, he already knew that an ordinary viperwolf's strength was roughly around 18 points. After this period of observation and calculation, the Illume-union's close combat contestants' average strength was around 25-30 points. His strength potion + 3 wasn't enough to cause a qualitative change. Yet after tossing out that curse-mix, it reduced the strength of an ordinary viperwolf to 14 points. Thus, the crushing strength of the viperwolves was reduced to 28 points. This signified that the overwhelming majority of close combat contestants could crush them like a nail in the coffin!
Yuan Zhan, who was already prepared to act, couldn't help but glance at Demondream as he whispered.
"This Seaman's support ability … … is truly formidable!"
Demondream was a slender figure shrouded in mist. Her slender waist and ample buttocks could be faintly seen, but her facial features couldn't be discerned clearly. One could only see her left and right hands pressing against the weapons at her waist. The scabbard at her left waist was long, while the scabbard at her right waist was short. It appeared as though she possessed a threatening aura of sharpness. She didn't reply, but silently observed the battle. Suddenly, she turned her head and exclaimed with a slightly surprised tone.
"Why did you come out … … Zi?"
A tall and slender female strolled out from the interior of the ship. She was clad in a voluminous long gown, with an exceedingly ancient round collar style from the Ramses dynasty. Just by looking at it, one could tell that the craftsmanship was exceedingly complex and gorgeous. On it, there were sphinxes, cuneiform characters, and scarab designs. Moreover, the azure background unknowingly caused one to associate it with the surging waves of the sea.
Shockingly, three rhombus-shaped glowing spheres appeared beside Zi, as they revolved incessantly around her like floating cannons. Just by standing there, she exuded an oppressive and imposing aura. It felt as though the pharaoh's queen was standing atop a pyramid during the most flourishing period of Egypt's civilization, inspecting her subjects.
Zi's deep blue pupils gazed towards the battlefield below. The viperwolves had already displayed a distinct decline.
"Since such an 'X' factor suddenly appeared, I naturally had to investigate what was going on. Demondream, what's your answer? "
Demondream's tone leaked out a trace of depression.
"I'm sorry, sire, I don't have an answer."
Zi was slightly astonished.
"You … … don't have an answer?"
Demondream gently exhaled and replied.
"I'm sorry, that Seaman guy's perceptive sense isn't bad. I reckon it's at least close to 30 points! More crucially, he should possess some sort of interference type equipment, preventing my probing ability from taking effect. "
Yuan Zhan couldn't help but interject.
"But doesn't your ability have precedence?"
Demondream coldly replied.
"Don't tell me his interference type ability doesn't have precedence?"
Zi silently surveyed the battlefield for a while before replying.
"Even if I don't appear, I believe Sable and Archeaphill will rope him in. Then let's observe first. The realm war is turbulent and treacherous, with murder and conspiracy as the main theme. However, this is just the beginning. Before the Golden Side Mission appears, it's still relatively safe. Of course, if this person wishes to join our party, we can't say we won't accept him. Instead, we must prioritize precaution, and keep certain core information a secret from him. "
Not even 10 seconds after Zi finished speaking, Sable's voice suddenly drifted into the party's exclusive secret communication channel.
"Hey, Zi, are you there?"
Zi's deep blue eyes flickered with a glimmer, as she indifferently replied.
"Speak."
Sable's voice wasn't as boorish as his appearance. Instead, it became slow and tranquil.
"I'll only say two points. Firstly, this brat is very useful. Based on his current display of strength, it is sufficient to enter the core circle of any party in this damnable realm."
The rhombus orb orbiting around Zi suddenly sped up, before quickly calming down.
"I feel your evaluation of him is a little too high."
Sable snickered and replied.
"I'm very happy that we've reached a consensus, but unfortunately, and this is also the second point that I wanted to mention, that was Archeaphill's evaluation of him."
Zi's gaze tightened. No party leader would overlook the opinion of their party's MT. If not, such a hidden factor could easily cause the party's analysis to crumble. Zi wasn't in a hurry to question Archeaphill, but continued to question Sable with a gentle yet unquestionable tone.
"I wish to hear your opinion."
Sable rubbed his hands and hesitated before replying.
"What the hell, yes, I rather like this brat. He can allow my Tom (referring to his saber) to crush even more fools! Moreover, that brat has taken several ruthless blows for me in the nick of time. But I still feel that Archeaphill is exaggerating. "
"Your motherf * cking brain is filled with a pile of dog shit!" Suddenly, an irascible voice drifted in. Accurately speaking, it was a roar!
The one who spoke wasn't anyone else but the MT Archeaphill. Upon hearing those words, Sable's face turned ashen. If anyone else in the party dared to speak to him in such a manner, he would have directly cursed out. Yet only Archeaphill dared to speak to him in such a manner. Only Zi's calm voice could calm Archeaphill's roar!
"Sable, do you need me to repeat myself? Your motherf * cking brain is filled with a pile of dog shit! Do you know what it means for someone to take a few ruthless blows for you in the nick of time? Those damned viperwolves' damage is absolutely not low. If they were to strike at your vitals, a single critical strike would cause you to lose close to a hundred HP. Yet for Seaman to take that blow for you, he would at most lose 30 HP! To the entire party, this is equivalent to saving 70 HP! Calculate it, how many times has he helped you block such an opening? Have you ever considered how many times he has blocked what should have been a fatal blow for me? " If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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