Chapter 395 - 88: Damn It! There’s No Way to Fight

The ice arrow struck the wound on the Dragon Wings, instantly coating it in a layer of white frost. The deep red Dragon Blood froze, and the previously torn Wing Membrane could no longer expand.

Wincing in pain, the Ancient Fire Dragon Wales violently twisted its body, trying to throw off the Griffin Knight on its back. However, another Flying Knight seized the opportunity to viciously plunge a long spear into its spine. The "Armor-Piercing Power" on the spear erupted in a blinding light, causing the Ancient Fire Dragon Wales to let out a heaven-shaking roar of agony.

However, this brief advantage did not last long.

The injured Ancient Fire Dragon Wales suddenly stopped roaring. After taking a deep breath, its scales began to glow with a dark red halo.

Divine Gift: Rapid Recovery!

Talent. Regeneration Power!

Bloodthirsty Avatar. Evil Aura!

Activate!

The flow of dark green Dragon Blood from the wound on its back suddenly accelerated. The hole pierced by the spear healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the ice arrow on its Wing Membrane melted from its body heat, and its broken wing bones began to knit back together with a series of CRACKING sounds.

"This...?!"

"How is this possible?!"

The pupils of the Griffin Knight in the air constricted. Just as he was about to attack again, he was swatted by the right claw of the fully recovered Ancient Fire Dragon Wales.

In an instant, the Griffin’s wings were torn to shreds. The Knight and his Mount plummeted to the ground, crashing into the archer formation and causing widespread Chaos.

The Ancient Fire Dragon pressed its advantage, flapping its massive wings. The powerful gust of wind knocked over all the low-flying Winged Demon Hunters. It then unleashed a Dragon Breath Spray, and orange flames coiled like chains around the remaining Flying Soldier Types, burning them one by one into Fireballs.

On the ground, the archers’ Arrow Rain continued to fall upon the Fire Dragon, but new wounds were covered by the dark red halo and healed rapidly the moment they appeared.

Whether it was ice arrows, Poison Arrows, or Armor-Piercing Arrows, they only inflicted temporary damage and were completely unable to stop the Ancient Fire Dragon Wales’s counterattack.

Finally, as the last Griffin Knight was crushed by its sharp dragon claws, the aerial resistance completely vanished. Without cover, the archers on the ground were soon devoured by the Ancient Fire Dragon Wales’s area-of-effect Dragon Breath. All that remained on the battlefield was the deep roar of the Ancient Fire Dragon and the charred wreckage strewn across the ground.

Seeing this, the foreign players on the field were completely dumbfounded. Even their curses got stuck in their throats.

This...?!

’What the fuck are we even supposed to do?!’

’It has at least a hundred thousand Blood Volume, plus that ridiculously overpowered percentage-based healing! If we can’t knock off a huge chunk of its health bar in an instant, we’re just tickling this super monster. We don’t even have a chance of killing it!’

’Fuck!’

’Isn’t it just one Ancient Giant Dragon?!’

’How can it be this fucking hard to deal with?!’

’If it had ground troops and other ranged units with it, wouldn’t we just get reaped like leeks in an instant?’

While everyone was still bewildered, the Ancient Fire Dragon Wales had already entered full-on slaughter mode. The Legendary Archers and flying units, the only forces that could previously pose a threat to it, had already been wiped out. The remaining ground troops couldn’t even reach its draconic body; they could only watch helplessly as it rampaged across the battlefield, with absolutely no way to fight back.

"Dammit!"

"This is impossible to fight!"

"Fight my ass!"

"I’m just gonna give up!"

As he spoke, a foreign player slammed his weapon on the ground, laid down on the scorched earth, and didn’t even bother to dodge. He was just waiting for the Ancient Fire Dragon Wales’s Flaming Dragon Breath to sweep over him, trigger his death, and send him back to the Plane Gate to wait for Resurrection, saving him from any more suffering.

Seeing this, the other foreign players followed his example.

Some collapsed to the ground and tossed their helmets aside. Others simply turned their backs, figuring ignorance was bliss. Some even took out spare rations and started munching on them. In all sorts of bizarre postures, they waited for death to arrive. No one was willing to keep fighting a desperate battle against the "Invincible" Ancient Fire Dragon Wales.

However, there were also some foreign players in the crowd who were unwilling to just sit and wait for death.

Instead of giving up like the others, they urgently commanded their Divine Chosen Soldiers to retreat to the rear, trying with all their might to escape the range of the Ancient Fire Dragon Wales’s Flaming Dragon Breath.

As for their loyal Native Soldiers, they had long been sent to the front lines as sacrificial pawns. Their only purpose was to draw the Fire Dragon’s attention as much as possible, buying their main force of Divine Chosen Soldiers a precious few seconds to escape.

Aside from them, there was also some scum mixed in with the crowd.

A Lord Player named "Eagle Country’s Electronic Pet" lowered his voice, his tone filled with disbelief.

"Lao Liu, are you sure the mission Big Bro gave us is to capture that new player named ’Tingfeng’ alive?"

"What kind of fucking international joke is this?"

"The enemy’s main forces haven’t even shown up yet, and just this one Ancient Giant Dragon boss has already beaten several thousand foreign players so badly they can’t even lift their heads!"

"And the two of us, a couple of garbage-tier Evil God Players?"

"Are supposed to capture him alive?"

"Capture my fucking dick!"

The Lord Player called "Lao Liu," whose game ID was "I Pick Up Hamburgers from Trash Cans in Eagle Country," gritted his teeth and said in a low voice,

"I’m sure."

"Because this wasn’t Big Bro’s idea."

"It’s from some big shot asshole named Zhao. He’s an executive in our Evil God Players Alliance, very high-ranking, with a lot of authority."

"That guy’s younger brother died at Tingfeng’s hands, so he’s taking it out on us small-fry by sending us on this impossible mission."

The Lord Player with the game ID "Eagle Country’s Electronic Pet" furrowed his brow and interjected doubtfully,

"His brother died?"

"But doesn’t our organization have a Forbidden Technique that can resurrect the dead?"

"Why not resurrect his brother as a Mummy, Vampire, zombie, or an Undead... and then go get revenge on ’Tingfeng’ himself?"

The Lord Player with the game ID "I Pick Up Hamburgers from Trash Cans in Eagle Country" shook his head.

"No idea."

"Apparently, his Resurrection Effect was sealed by some Divine Gift ability the other guy has."

"The Summoning Skill our boss used before had no effect at all..."

"Anyway."

"We need to find a way to fish in troubled waters right now."

"Even if the boss and that asshole Zhao hold us accountable later, it’s still better than wasting our time here and dying thousands of times."

The Lord Player with the game ID "Eagle Country’s Electronic Pet" understood immediately.

"You mean?"

"We have our Divine Chosen Soldiers deliberately go get themselves killed?"

"And then the two of us just bail?"

"Pretend we couldn’t beat him?"

The Lord Player with the game ID "I Pick Up Hamburgers from Trash Cans in Eagle Country" nodded.

"Yep."

"As long as all our Divine Chosen Soldiers are wiped out."

"It’ll show that we tried our best, but unfortunately, even with all our strength, we couldn’t defeat that guy Tingfeng."

"When that asshole executive Zhao comes looking to assign blame later, the most he can do is punish us privately. He’d never risk violating the Evil God Organization’s rules to secretly take us out."

The Lord Player with the game ID "Eagle Country’s Electronic Pet" clapped his hands.

"Makes sense."

"I’ll order my Divine Chosen Soldiers to charge right now."

"But have you thought about where we’re going to hide to wait out the rest of this ’Plane War’?"

"Also."

"Besides us two."

"The boss probably had other Hua Country Evil God Players hidden in the foreign factions join in too."

"Will they recognize us and report us for slacking off?"

The Lord Player with the game ID "I Pick Up Hamburgers from Trash Cans in Eagle Country" waved his hand dismissively.

"Not a big problem."

"The others aren’t idiots."

"If they see us slacking off, they’ll definitely come join us and slack off too."

"Otherwise, if they actually try to go all-out against that cheater ’Tingfeng,’ the power of this first Ancient Giant Dragon boss he’s shown is enough to burn all of us to death tens of thousands of times over."

"And that’s being burned to death!"

"The most painful way to die in the world!"

"I refuse to believe any idiot is willing to experience that death thousands upon thousands of times!"

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