During these days, all players’ attention was riveted on Abernathy Prairie and the Wild Plain. With a staggering total of six to seven million troops mobilized, the sheer scale was awe-inspiring. This would undoubtedly be a genuine ultimate showdown—a true battle of kings. Following this war, the Light Faction would usher in its rightful ruler, while the defeated side would vanish into the annals of history, reduced to mere dust.
(Note: “光明阵营” is translated as “Light Faction,” a common rendering for such fantasy settings. Adjustments can be made if a specific official translation exists.)
As players speculated about when the decisive battle would commence, the forces of Angel Hegemony and Century Syndicate began to move slowly forward, like rolling waves of the sea, sweeping toward the battlefield.
Nie Yan stood on the back of the Darkwing Dragon, gazing down from above. He saw millions of troops slowly advancing in the distance, their heavy footsteps rolling like thunder from afar.
Thousands of catapults were also slowly moving forward across the plain.
“It’s finally time for war!” Nie Yan looked into the distance, his thoughts drifting. In his past life, compared to Cao Xu, he had been nothing more than an ant, crushed underfoot. He had endured countless humiliations, silently enduring until he could deliver a fatal blow. Now, in this life, he had finally reached the same level as Cao Xu, commanding armies and deciding the outcome of battles. For Nie Yan, this was an incredibly momentous event. His eyes suddenly flashed with determination. Cao Xu, are you ready? This time, I will crush you beneath my feet, never to rise again!
The Darkwing Dragon soared ahead, and Nie Yan stood tall atop its head.
Over two million players below looked up at him. In their hearts, Nie Yan was like an omnipotent god, and they eagerly awaited his command.
“Today, we stand united in battle, sharing both glory and disgrace, prepared to annihilate the enemy. Let Angel Hegemony and Century Syndicate perish! Fight with all your might—leave no enemy unscathed. Let them witness the power of our Bull Tribe! We shall unite the forces of Light, and from this day forth, every inch of land visible across the Atlantean continent shall belong to us!” A surge of fervor ignited within Nie Yan. This battle was pivotal—there was no retreat, only a fight to the bitter end. With unwavering resolve, he roared, “Unite the continent, conquer the world! Charge!”
Nie Yan’s voice thundered like a bell, stirring the hearts of all the Bull Tribe players present. Unifying the continent and dominating the world—such words would be a joke in the real world. Yet, when each person entered Faith, stepping into this virtual gaming world, they no longer saw it as a joke. This was a virtual world, yet also a real one. Everyone around them was alive, with their own thoughts. It was as if they had entered an ancient magical realm, where their joys and sorrows were no different from those in the real world. Which man had not dreamed of ruling the land on horseback? The real world was bound by countless rules, suppressing human nature, and dreams were crushed by reality, turning people into domesticated livestock. Only here did they find their true selves, their own passion and excitement.
Unifying the continent and dominating the world—what an incredible feat! The Bull Tribe players felt their blood boiling, roaring like a pack of hungry wolves.
“Unify the continent, dominate the world, charge!” Everyone felt as if they had become medieval warriors, fighting for glory and conquest. The surroundings, including the environment, their friends’ attire, the catapults, and the walls behind them, all gave this illusion.
The Bull Tribe’s forces erupted with a mighty and powerful aura, and the two million-strong army charged forward toward the forces of Angel Hegemony and Century Syndicate.
“Catapults within range!”
“Load, fire!”
“Warriors charge!”
“Mages provide cover!”
The front lines began to engage, and Guo Huai became instantly tense. Alongside over 300 players, he continuously issued commands. Countless iron balls whistled through the sky, falling upon the enemy ranks. Each iron ball that landed caused chaos and screams.
In such a chaotic battle, even with exceptional skills, it would be difficult to make an impact. It was all about fierce attacks and sheer numbers. Countless summoned creatures appeared—bears, lions, succubi, demon guards, fire elementals, and more, everywhere.
Innumerable players and creatures fought furiously. Of course, this was just the initial engagement. The overall battle was still relatively calm, as the two massive armies of millions would not plunge into total chaos so quickly. It would take several days at the very least to determine a victor.
“Nie Yan, you command here. We’ll go down and have some fun!” Cui Can Dao Guang (Cui Can Swordlight) laughed, seeing the intense fighting at the front lines. His group could no longer contain themselves.
“You be careful,” Nie Yan nodded. The entire Bull Tribe’s attention was focused on him, and he could not personally join the battle yet. He also wanted to go down, but it was fine to let Cui Can Dao Guang and the others go first. They could gain some advantage, and with their skills, even if they encountered danger, they could turn the tide.
“Then we’re off. We’ll leave them not a single piece of armor!” Lei Su (Lei Su) said enthusiastically.
More than ten flying mounts suddenly dove downward, while Cui Can Dao Guang, Shui Se Yan Tou (Shui Se Smokehead), Lei Su, and others simply jumped down.
As Cui Can Dao Guang, Shui Se Yan Tou, Lei Su, and others joined the battle, the front lines became even more intense. These were top-tier professional players who had advanced long ago. Their strength was incomparable to the ordinary players of Angel Hegemony and Century Syndicate.
“Dao Guang, Shui Se, you handle that side, I’ll take this,” Tang Yao said, waving his staff. A massive black fireball suddenly formed in the sky, roaring downward. With a thunderous boom, flames devoured a large group of Angel Hegemony players, the fire raging endlessly.
In such a massive battle, Tang Yao, a cloth-wearing mage, naturally dared not charge forward, but from the rear, his magic was incredibly powerful, sweeping away hundreds in an instant like wind scattering autumn leaves.
Tang Yao’s attacks were so devastating that they quickly drew attention from Angel Hegemony. Hearing a sharp whistling sound, Tang Yao’s heart leapt. He looked up in alarm, seeing a dense barrage of black iron balls hurtling toward him.
“Oh my god!” Tang Yao cried out, instantly dashing away. With a loud boom, dozens of iron balls landed where he had stood moments before, engulfing the area in flames.
Neither side’s armored catapults dared to enter each other’s range, so they simply fired into the enemy ranks. Thousands of catapults along the lengthy front line continuously launched iron balls, the rate of fire per second astonishing and the resulting casualties terrifying.
The battle had only just begun, yet countless players had already been sent to the grave, likely overflowing the cemeteries.
Ballistic catapults had fewer concerns, relying on their extreme range to relentlessly bombard enemy armored catapults. The only annoyance was that ballistic catapults could only fire a single iron ball, and their attack power wasn’t strong enough. Even a direct hit on an armored catapult would only cause minor damage. It took dozens of ballistic catapults working together to destroy a single armored catapult.
The top-tier professional mages could only stay behind and attack with ranged magic. Even the strongest top-tier mages would be suicide at the front lines. However, warriors like Cui Can Dao Guang, Shui Se Yan Tou, and Lei Su had fewer concerns. Their terrifying defense allowed them to ignore attacks from the front-line players.
“Dao Guang, let’s see who can kill more enemies,” Shui Se Yan Tou said, brandishing his sword with great enthusiasm.
“You’re a Berserker Swordsman, I’m at a disadvantage,” Cui Can Dao Guang remarked as he effortlessly cut down an enemy with a single slash.
“I’ll give you a hundred,” Shui Se Yan Tou pondered for a moment. Compared to Cui Can Dao Guang, he indeed had an advantage—the Berserker class boasted wide attack ranges and numerous area-of-effect skills. So he repeated, “I’ll give you a hundred.”
“What’s the bet?” Cui Can Dao Guang asked.
“The loser buys a round of drinks.”
“Alright, shall we start counting now?” Cui Can Dao Guang smiled.
“Add me in,” Lei Su chimed in from the nearby team chat.
“Alright, let’s begin!” Shui Se Yan Tou said.
As soon as Shui Se Yan Tou finished speaking, the three suddenly intensified their attacks, like sharp knives piercing deep into Angel Hegemony’s heart.
Lei Su’s greatsword was over two yards long, nearly matching his height. He let out a deep roar, swung his greatsword, and a sword shadow over ten yards long appeared out of nowhere, slicing down upon Angel Hegemony’s forces. With a thunderous boom, dozens of players were blown into the air. Lei Su sheathed his sword and smiled. That single strike had claimed fifty-six kills.
“Good one! That guy came prepared. Looks like we need to step it up or we’ll fall behind,” Shui Se Yan Tou said, seeing Lei Su’s massive sword shadow. He roared, charged into the crowd, and unleashed a violent whirlwind slash, instantly killing over thirty surrounding enemies.
War God Incarnation! Cui Can Dao Guang used a skill, and a massive golden-armored war god appeared behind him. With a single palm strike, he crushed several well-equipped warriors who charged forward.
Each of them displayed their skills, making short work of their enemies. Even the top-tier professionals from Angel Hegemony and Century Syndicate could only avoid their onslaught.
Cao Xu stared at the live footage from the frontlines, his face clouded with gloom. Names like Cui Can Dao Guang, Shui Se Yan Tou, Lei Su, Yao Zi, and others filled him with exasperation. He simply couldn’t comprehend how so many elite players had been recruited by Kuang Zei Nie Yan. Each of them, if placed in any other guild—be it Angel Hegemony or Century Syndicate—would be considered top-tier experts. Had they pledged loyalty to him, he would have paid an exorbitant price without hesitation. Yet, all these formidable players had been gathered under the banner of the Bull Tribe. It was precisely these individuals who had propelled the Bull Tribe to prominence, forging its current glory. He couldn’t fathom why all these talents had flocked to the Bull Tribe.
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