Chapter 357: Infinite Roles, Wisdomfully Using AI

On the border of Great Expansion, countless figures flickered along the line, arriving here through teleportation arrays.

Unlike the direct combat of the Fourth Transformation.

For the sake of their lives, these Ascending Path martial artists concealed themselves immediately upon landing.

But completely unlike the Ascending Path martial artists, the players' eyes all flickered with the passion of battle.

After all, they wouldn't die, so of course they must fight to their heart's content!

The players' forms caused those mages to cast hiding spells, swooping low through the forest in groups of three or two.

"Brothers, we're rich! Whether martial artist or player, killing twenty First Transformation opponents levels one up to Second Transformation."

Zhao Guangrui's eyes held excitement; then, together with dozens of players, ignoring the martial artists behind them trying to stop them, he charged toward the battlefield.

"Dying once only deducts 1,000 experience; killing a First Transformation directly grants 5,000 experience. This PVP game is worth it."

"Charge, charge, charge! For the Horde!"

"Shut up, Horde dogs! Glory belongs to the Alliance!"

"Kill those players from the Great Expansion Fire Shadow faction!"

Moving through the dense forest, the many players communicated constantly through Heart-Images.

But amidst the communication, a beam of light flashed!

Sss—

A streak of fresh blood sprayed into the air, dyeing the great tree red.

The surrounding players clearly saw a dagger shimmering with light stuck in the forehead of that invisible player.

'We've encountered the main force!'

The players on the scene felt a stir in their hearts, then immediately saw at least a hundred thousand shadowy figures appear on a distant hilltop.

Relying on good visibility, the players could see player IDs floating above these figures' heads, but whether appearance or clothing, they were all identical mass-produced items.

They were robust men with blue hair covering the mountains and fields, holding tridents, charging toward them while shouting incomprehensible words:

"I am Tang San!"

"I am the real Tang San!"

"You are all fakes!"

These Tang Sans questioned each other.

But under the control of the Soul-Calming Art, they unavoidably charged toward the players' group.

"Take this, Sea Cucumber Trident!"

One Tang San, leaping high and roaring, threw the trident in his hand, directly piercing a player's body.

【Experience +5000】

As the player fell, bolstered by the massive experience, Tang San felt his strength surge at least threefold; the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment directly absorbed a considerable portion of it.

Greed surfaced in Tang San's eyes: 'So one can level up by killing? These people have earned their death!'

In the next instant, those players' eyes revealed terror, because those hundred thousand Tang Sans migrated like locusts passing through, followed immediately by countless techniques erupting from their mouths:

"Fist named Siwu, Trident named Niandu, Palm named Tangwu!"

Siwu Fist, thoughts gushing like a spring!

Niandu Trident, never forgetting!

Tangwu Palm, life after life!

Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu!! Xiao Wu!!!

I miss you so much, Xiao Wu!!!

Tangwu Three Ultimate Arts!

In an instant, this technique, created by Huo Yuhao and adapted by Tang San's Heart-Image power.

Through the gathering of longing power for Xiao Wu from a hundred thousand Tang Sans, it transformed into a terrifying Heart-Image storm.

Like the Dahe, a massive energy storm swept over, becoming a golden path blooming and withering in brilliance!

The leading player was directly engulfed by the golden energy storm.

Over a thousand players spat blood, their bodies turning into scattered ash; by the time they reacted, they had already been resurrected.

Having never expected to be wiped out in a single clash, the resurrected players roared: "Damn it, born Tang San! Just you wait!"

But immediately after, before these players could react, they saw their heads blocked by a patch of black shadow.

Instinctively looking up, they saw a giant over a hundred meters tall plummeting rapidly from ten thousand meters high, its body pushing aside layers of air waves.

It was a super-large giant with no skin on its body, wrapped in muscle and bone, radiating scorching steam all over.

In merely an instant, that giant relied on terrifying gravitational potential energy, slamming its legs hard onto the ground.

Without even a moment to react, players within a hundred meters radius were turned into meat paste by the terrifying impact, leaving a huge meteor crater.

'This is truly outrageous.'

Ten thousand meters away, a white-haired Kakashi stared at this battlefield through a telescope, watching the players' fight.

Through the telescope, with sufficient energy, he could completely strangle enemies' necks from a distance using Kamui, so there was no chance to join the front-line slaughter.

Meanwhile, in the distance, a robust figure dozens of meters tall, composed of red energy, slashed into the crowd of players.

At the head of that red energy, wrapped around a man with eyes bearing kaleidoscopic colors, tear troughs on his cheeks, and wearing a red-cloud black robe.

Wrapped in red energy within the battlefield was the physically healthy Uchiha Itachi.

Physical health means not being dragged down by hereditary diseases to the point of failing to exert strength, while a healthy mind would prevent the opening of the Sharingan.

So currently on the battlefield is the physically healthy but psychologically unhealthy Uchiha Itachi!

And on the southern front, a figure scorched all over by flames was weaving constantly through the crowd.

These were flames that could not be extinguished; once touched, one would be burned to death.

His name was Agni, now alone, fighting and killing for reasons unknown!

He only knew that many people had once instructed him... to live on!

At this moment, in this meat grinder, death occurred every second, but fortunately, most of the dead were the players who had charged in fastest at the very beginning.

Countless martial artists, taking advantage of the players being killed and delayed, stepped forward one by one with solemn demeanors, even able to clearly smell the scent of death.

Moreover... they did not recognize him!!!

Wasn't it said that the army under Fang Can's command consisted of characters from those works? Why did most of them look unfamiliar?

They had thoroughly read JoJo, Naruto, Ten Cool, Ultraman, and these works!

A martial artist pulled a notebook from his backpack and began entering keywords according to the content previously provided by the Reincarnators.

As a computer used by Reincarnators, it naturally contained AI programs, so one only needed to ask the AI.

Martial Artist: Baidu AI, a giant without skin, about 40 meters tall, radiating steam all over, what work's character is this?

Baidu AI: A giant without skin, about 40 meters tall, radiating steam all over, is a character from "Attack on Titan". This character is the Colossal Titan; its body can continuously release super-high-temperature steam, and it can control the amount of steam released. However, releasing steam consumes the Colossal Titan's muscles, so it is not suitable for a war of attrition.

'Is Baidu AI really useful?'

The martial artist's eyes lit up; immediately after asking the AI about its weaknesses, he roared:

"That red giant is from Attack on Titan; its weakness is the nape of the neck. Attacking other places will result in infinite regeneration; do not waste time!"

(End of this chapter)