Chapter 58 Against the Tide

Chapter 58 Against the Tide

Chapter 58 Against the Tide
Emperor's Tomb Mountains, north of the ancient battlefield.

"1, 2, 3...petrification."

As Zhou Xiao shouted, his body was quickly covered with a layer of black substance. The blood corpse's sharp claws also attacked at this time, hitting his shoulder, causing his body to sink, but no substantial damage was caused.

Taking advantage of the gap in the blood corpse's attack, Zhou Xiao decisively cancelled the petrification feature, dodged the blood corpse's close attack and bite, turned around, twisted his hips to gain leverage, and punched the blood corpse's neck hard.

"Kacha!"

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and the bloody corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

"Success!"

At this time, the blood corpse was not completely dead yet, but the broken neck caused the corrosive core in its brain to lose control of its lower body. He immediately seized the opportunity to launch a torrential punch attack on the blood corpse's head.

A few minutes later, Zhou Xiao stopped and sat on the ground, panting.

The bloody corpse that had fallen to the ground also had its blood and flesh energy extracted at this time, turning into black mist and merging with his body.

[Challenger Tips: Kill the evil life blood corpse to obtain 118 evolution points, and the sacrifice power reward is 23 points]

Just half a day ago, he saw a strategy post while browsing the forum. The post mentioned the unique technique of the Petrified Ghost Soul: blocking output.

The video is taken by the OP from the perspective of other players' battles.

The player who chose the initial gargoyle form in the screen used the ability of the skill to be released and retracted at will, and output during the gaps between the blood corpse's attacks, successfully killing the blood corpse by surpassing 4 levels.

This video shocked Zhou Xiao.

They also chose the Gargoyle, but compared with the players in the video, it didn’t seem like they were playing a game and they looked like clumsy players.

The card output techniques in the video tutorial also aroused his interest.

After watching the video repeatedly and calculating the intervals between attacks, he decided to try the card output combat mode himself.

The results are gratifying.

After ten minutes of grinding away the blood, the petrified form kept switching, and he successfully broke the blood corpse's neck, leaping 2 levels and completing a single kill.

Looking at the bloody remains of the corpse on the ground, Zhou Xiao felt a sense of accomplishment.

Before entering "Dark Land", his favorite games were soul-like games. Although the process of challenging the difficulty was painful, the joy after each victory would make him feel happy.

This is especially true for the perfectly realistic "Dark Land". The satisfaction and reward feedback from completing the challenge are simply amazing.

After resting for a while, Zhou Xiao stood up and decided to look for his next hunting target.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Looking at it intently, Zhou Xiao was shocked:
"God of Wealth?"

Hearing Zhou Xiao calling him the God of Wealth, Duan Xing had a blank expression on his face, but he was extremely depressed in his heart.

He couldn't remember how many times he had heard the mysterious creature call him the God of Wealth.

Every time they met, this group of mysterious creatures would greet him from afar, wave to him with a familiar expression, and then shout: God of Wealth.

After observing for many days, Duan Xing found that there was no trace of the shuttle at all.

Today, he decided to take the initiative.

The mysterious creature that was blocking his way was his target.

"Tell me, where is the shuttle?"

"A shuttle? What shuttle?"

Duan Xing could not see any fear in the eyes of the mysterious creature who claimed to be a player. Realizing that coercion would not have any effect at all, he slowed down his tone and continued in a cold voice:

"Where did your people hide the shuttle that came with me?"

"How would I know where it's hidden? Besides, what does this have to do with me?"

"He is one of your people, so of course he has something to do with you." Duan Xing continued indifferently.

Hearing this answer, Zhou Xiao's face was full of question marks:
"You are being unreasonable. Whoever hurt you is the one to blame. I didn't get any benefits, but I have to bear joint responsibility for the bad things that happened?"

"As a member of a tribe, how can you stay out of it?"

"God of Wealth, this is unreasonable..." Hearing such weird remarks, Zhou Xiao rolled up his sleeves and put on an attitude as if to explain the reason to you.

Zhou Xiao and Duan Xing finally sat on the ground and started a debate in the wilderness full of white plants. Two ideas from two worlds collided in the debate.

Unlike Earth, the world where Broken Star exists is based on ethnic groups as a whole unit, and the interests of the ethnic group are closely related to all members of the ethnic group.

But players think differently.

During the argument, neither of them could convince the other. Finally, Duan Xing interrupted Zhou Xiao's speech and took out a purple crystal from his arms and handed it to Zhou Xiao:

"Find me a shuttle and I can pay you to your satisfaction."

Through communication with Zhou Xiao, Duan Xing discovered that there was no unity within this ethnic group, and the members of the tribe did not care about the interests of other tribesmen at all.

He had discovered this before. This group of guys who called themselves players often had internal conflicts. The fights were so brutal that they were ruthless to their own people and every move was fatal.

He didn't want to argue about this issue with Zhou Xiao anymore, he just wanted to find a shuttle and leave here as soon as possible.

Zhou Xiao looked down at the purple crystal, and the analytical information emerged:
[Name: Purple Soul]

Spirit ore level: 7
Introduction: This crystal contains concentrated soul power and can be used for sacrifice, weapon vehicle construction, and other consumable uses. It can also be eaten directly to gain experience points for bodybuilding level growth.

……

When Zhou Xiao saw that the God of Wealth was holding a level 7 spiritual ore, his eyes widened.

Since the Dark Land was launched, the highest level of spiritual ore that players have come into contact with is level 5, which triggered the first large-scale conflict between players.

But I didn't expect that the God of Wealth would just shake his hands and a level 7 spiritual ore would appear.

But Zhou Xiao did not reach out to take it.

Although this is just a game world, you won't suffer any loss even if you regret decisively after getting it.

But his principle in playing games is not profit-driven. He prefers to treat the game world as the real world and has his own principles and values.

A level 7 spiritual ore is not enough to make him break his principles.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiao shook his head:
"Sorry, I can't do it."

"The price I offered is not enough?" Duan Xing frowned slightly.

"You misunderstood. It's not that the price is not enough, but no matter how much you offer, I can't do it... If I'm not mistaken, the shuttle you mentioned has long been sacrificed to Emperor Omen by other players... In other words, my people."

"Sacrifice to Emperor Omen?" Upon hearing the word Emperor Omen, Duan Xing's eyes showed an expression of disbelief.

"Your people are still believing in Emperor's Omen?"

"Is there any problem?" Zhou Xiao turned his head and looked at Duan Xing.

"Emperor Omen disappeared ten thousand years ago. Although he was once the only belief in the hearts of countless races in the monster world, it is difficult to find races that still believe in Emperor Omen in this era."

Realizing that the conversation with Duan Xing could reveal part of the worldview, Zhou Xiao suddenly became interested:

"Since you don't believe in Emperor Omen, to whom do you pledge your loyalty?"

"Against the tide."

"Who is this again?"

Faced with the question, Duan Xing subconsciously recalled the scenes he saw when he read the memory images left by the ancestral warriors before joining the reserve force.

In the picture, a tall figure sits on the blood throne, his face blurred by the blood-colored energy.

Beneath the throne were countless soldiers of the Anti-Tide Legion standing solemnly.

This is the tide, and it is also the belief in his heart.

Although Nichao's face was not clearly seen in the memory fragment, his voice was always engraved in Duanxing's mind:
"The Emperor's Omen has disintegrated, the four gods have fallen, and we have completely lost hope of rekindling the Emperor's Omen fire, but I have not given up. I will lead you to continue to fight the Black Tide until we recapture our homeland... I don't need to inherit the Emperor's Omen. I will surpass the Emperor's Omen!"

The domineering declaration of war caused a thunderous response from the soldiers below.

Thus, the Against the Tide Legion was born.

The era of Emperor Omen has come to an end. From then on, Counter-Tide has been the only belief in the hearts of thousands of races in their Pale Continent, and becoming a Counter-Tide warrior is also his dream.

　I've been considering changing the update time recently.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)