Chapter 125 Praised Again

The moment the Specter tide began, the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son immediately drove his mount, Tiangou, into the air. Just as Huang Yunxi had predicted, he occupied the high ground, looking down from above. The suppression from air to ground was a complete massacre.

At this level, in the words of Lin Xi Yi Meng, it was just a matter of firing a few more Rainstorm Ghost Flower Needles. It couldn't be simpler.

“Aren't we going down to help?”

Shiva Ye Wu's mount, the Specter Bone Elephant, carried two players from White Elephant Country into the air as well. Looking down at the bloody scene below, they glanced at the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son and asked tentatively.

“Help?”

“There aren't even any players from our countries down there, what help is there to give?”

As luck would have it, not many players from White Elephant, Sakura, and other countries were selected this time. Those who were selected were all high-combat players who didn't need help from the likes of the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son at all, which was quite a stroke of luck.

As the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son spoke, he looked up at the high-combat players following him in flight. Although they couldn't compare to him, they had some strength; at least they could hover in mid-air on their own, whether by using Specters, mounts, or items. They were much better off than the ordinary players scurrying like rats below.

“Haha, hahahaha, these low-level players are just useless. I wonder if we can go down and loot the corpses later.”

“It's a pity the Dragon Country didn't draw any powerful players this time.” A pity for such a great opportunity.

The Ghost-Controlling Divine Son sighed. With their current lineup, if even a few barely decent Dragon Country players showed up, they would definitely be left here forever!

“There are still twelve hours left. We'll launch a large-scale attack in the last half-hour. I'll use some firepower items then and just wipe them out in one wave!”

Hearing the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son's words, everyone nodded. Looking at his back was like seeing hope.

How wonderful! Luckily, a big shot is leading the team, otherwise, they really wouldn't know what to do!

As time passed, more and more players went offline. A black-red blood mist began to spread. Some Specters in the front row had eaten their fill, but those in the back hadn't gotten a share. Unable to snatch food, many Specters turned their attention toward the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son in the air.

Looking at the Specters snarling and attempting to jump up and attack them, the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son snorted coldly and said disdainfully, “Overestimating your own strength!”

“No more waiting, act now!”

With that, a stream of light flashed from the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son's hand. In an instant, the sky was filled with sparkling sparks. Aimed below, both players and Specters were within the range of the attack.

Rainstorm Ghost Flower Needles.

The super-firepower, large-area-of-effect attack item that Lin Xi Yi Meng had used to ambush them was gathering dust in the game mall because of its high price.

Although the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son couldn't use them stack after stack like Lin Xi Yi Meng, he could still afford enough to deal with this number of Specters!

The players who were desperately fleeing the Specter tide noticed the heat behind them and the pressure from the sky. Looking up, a familiar item activation omen appeared before their eyes.

“Rainstorm Ghost Flower Needles! Is this Ghost-Controlling Divine Son going to launch an indiscriminate, all-encompassing attack on both players and Specters?!”

“No, wait, don't use it! We're still alive, we're still alive!”

The moment a black player running at the very front saw the Rainstorm Ghost Flower Needles, he seemed to tap into his potential, speeding up even more. He wanted to leave the attack range before the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son used the item.

Just as he thought he was about to cross the red line of the attack, there was a loud 'thud.' The black player seemed to hit something and was bounced right back, falling to the ground.

An invisible wall blocked his path.

This was the boundary of the dungeon!

The edge of the dungeon that one could never escape from, no matter how much they ran!

And those Rainstorm Ghost Flower Needles, calculated from the position of the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son's mount, Tiangou, had an attack range that fell exactly on this boundary.

In other words, any creature on the ground level would suffer the attack of the Rainstorm Ghost Flower Needles!

Facing those cries and pleas, the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son simply acted as if he couldn't hear. He lightly raised his right hand, and tens of thousands of meteor-like sparks fell, exploding into blooming fire flowers on the ground, densely covering the entire attack area, just like the name of the item: Rainstorm Ghost Flower.

This...

Not only those inside the dungeon, but many players outside were also frightened by this strike from the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son.

Back during the Anti-Vegetable Theft Alliance, it wasn't as if no one had used it, but that was just a struggle between big shots. A large portion of players hadn't seen the power of the Rainstorm Ghost Flower Needles with their own eyes.

Now, the sky screen fully displayed the power of the Rainstorm Ghost Flower Needles, and the shock was truly significant.

Hiding underground, Huang Yunxi only felt the ground rumbling above. Even the entire rat hole shook slightly. From time to time, she could hear miserable wails, and she could vaguely smell a nauseating charred scent.

Is this... someone using a large-scale attack item? Or a high-rarity Specter using an ultimate move?

Huang Yunxi couldn't stop guessing in her mind, yet she didn't dare go up to take a look.

Only one hour left.

As long as she survived this last hour, she would win!

In the air, the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son fired three consecutive rounds of Rainstorm Ghost Flower Needles. The Specters that were just clamoring were either turned into a puddle of mush or had become charred meat skewers. The withered yellow grassland was burnt to black charcoal, and in some places, one could even see Specter blood tofu that looked ready to eat.

Feeling the envious and admiring gazes of the players around him, the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son hadn't felt this good in a long time.

Ever since the game invasion—no, it should be since that person named Lin Xi Yi Meng broke into this game—his status had dropped again and again. It was far from what it used to be, and his cooperation with Flonisa had almost fallen through.

Now, he had once again found that feeling of being flattered and worshipped. This feeling was truly wonderful.

“As expected of the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son! Who could withstand these few rounds of Rainstorm Ghost Flower Needles? I ask you, who else?!”

“A top-tier item worth ten thousand gold per shot! Only a top-level player like the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son has this kind of strength!”

“Luckily the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son was selected this time. Otherwise, we'd probably end up like those cannon fodder down there, croaking right here.”

It was unclear if these words were intentional or not, but they were belittling the players below, especially those ordinary Dragon Country players.

“Alright, stop sucking up. Since it's all settled, go down and pick up the backpacks. Also, see if those Specters dropped any equipment.”

Finally, the Ghost-Controlling Divine Son pointedly added a sentence, as if reminding them, “Look carefully. Don't let a single one go!”