29: Chapter 29 Extraordinary!

"...Wait..."

"...Wait...ing..."

Mo Bai clumsily controlled his Spiritual Power to sink into Parn's mind.

It was only because Parn's Spiritual Power was weak that Mo Bai could force his way in and transmit the spiritual fluctuations.

This was a last resort.

After all, he really couldn't get over there.

The defenses at the laboratory were exceptionally tight; it was unclear whether they were to prevent outsiders from entering or to prevent that black-robed man from escaping.

When Mo Bai's Spiritual Power swept over the black-robed man, he found him praying to a deity named God Ron for the success of his experimental methods and formulas.

However, Mo Bai observed for a long time without discovering anything unusual.

"Does this game have gods?"

"Probably not. I remember seeing a player's investigation on the forum stating that there are no organized churches of deities in the entire game, at most just some folk beliefs.

But so far, no miracles have ever been discovered."

Mo Bai almost suspected that the black-robed man's potion formula was a divine blessing.

After all, this black-robed man was simply too incompetent.

"He's likely just grasping at straws in desperation."

Mo Bai turned his attention back to Parn.

"Waiting?"

"Yes, waiting. Wait for an opportunity, and you can personally save those people.

Stay still until the fighting and shouting starts outside."

Mo Bai, who had become much more proficient, expressed his meaning more smoothly, allowing Parn to understand immediately.

"Okay, Parn understands."

Hanging in the air, Parn firmly remembered this fluctuation and then nodded heavily.

He had realized that this wasn't a god saving him—this was a benefactor!

"Well, I've obtained first-hand materials for the experiment through Parn, and then helped him complete a Magic Spell Model.

This should count as repayment. Once the Green Leaf Guild attacks tomorrow, his fellow villagers will be saved too.

Perfect. Time to slip away, slip away, slip away."

Mo Bai stretched and left the village directly under the constant, head-scratching gazes of a group of soul-form players.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, Mo Bai didn't linger; he simply patted his buttocks and headed home.

His primary purpose for this trip was to figure out the source of those elemental fluctuations.

Now, not only was his curiosity satisfied, but he had even figured out the mechanics; his goal was fully achieved.

Going home.

Mo Bai could hardly wait to get home and refine his Meditation Technique.

During the journey, Zhou Rin couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Mo, are we leaving just like that? Aren't we going to join the fray at the mountain top?"

"No. I've already gotten what I wanted. Do you want to go?

If you want to go, you can go ahead. Yang Hao and I will head back."

"No, no, I'm not going. I was just asking."

Although Zhou Rin kind of wanted to go, upon hearing Mo Bai's words, he repeatedly shook his head without the slightest hesitation, even patting his chest to show his resolve.

Mo Bai laughed cheerfully and continued walking forward; Yang Hao followed him subconsciously.

At this moment, Yang Hao was still constantly trying the various Spell Structures Mo Bai had given him, following Mo Bai purely by instinct.

As the sun slowly rose again and light illuminated the earth, Mo Bai could wait no longer and sat cross-legged in front of Quiet Lake.

Gazing at the calm, rippleless surface of Quiet Lake, Mo Bai's mind gradually became peaceful.

His Spiritual Power slowly spread out, reflecting every detail.

The Quiet Lake that had dissipated in his mind reappeared and became clear at a visible speed, and he sank into it.

A gentle breeze blew, the lake surface rippled, and Mo Bai's Spiritual Power moved with it, merging into it and becoming increasingly natural.

To the side, Yang Hao and Zhou Rin watched this scene blankly; under the morning sunlight, the outline of Mo Bai's body seemed to be edged with gold.

Meanwhile, at the foot of the peak of Sheep Horn Village, the horn of attack had already sounded.

"All forces, advance!"

Ye Ye's calm voice echoed, followed immediately by several players shouting loudly.

"Two thousand for being the First to Scale the Wall!"

"Five thousand for Slaying a General!"

"Two hundred compensation for each death! Kill!"

"Kill!"

As the words fell, every player couldn't help but shout with passion.

Money moves the heart; these were all confirmed to be real cash that could be cashed out, and no one was unmoved.

However, they weren't completely blinded by hot-bloodedness; instead, they moved up in pairs holding heavy wooden shields, not exposing any part of their bodies.

Even the falling volley of arrows was easily blocked by the raised wooden shields.

Behind them, the arms of two catapults let out sonic booms as they hurled pouch after pouch of fist-sized stones toward the fortress.

Before long, the heavy wooden shields were nearing the summit, and it wasn't until heavy boulders began rolling down that the first casualties occurred.

However, the gradually widening terrain allowed the players to fully let loose.

"Kill! Charge!"

Heavy wooden shields were propped on the ground as cover; the players behind them pulled out javelins and swung slings to begin counter-suppression, while some players directly drew small shields and began to charge.

The battering ram had also been assembled during transport and was now rushing directly toward the perimeter wall.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Bang!

Under the arrows and stones, players fell and died from time to time, but they would Revive again in an instant, pick up their weapons and shields, and charge once more without the slightest hesitation.

Finally... *Boom!*

After sacrificing many player lives, the heavy battering ram finally slammed heavily into the wooden gate.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

With the players providing cover at the cost of their lives, the wooden gate finally crashed to the ground.

"Kill!"

Many players behind had already set up ladders; with sabers in their mouths and shields in one hand, they scrambled up quickly. There was no fear in their eyes, only the yearning for the two thousand yuan for being the First to Scale the Wall.

Roars also came from the walls.

"Pour the Boiling Excrement!"

"Kill any who retreat without mercy! One silver for every kill!"

Amidst the shouts, the gang members let out roars, attacking the players with strength far exceeding theirs, easily suppressing them with every strike.

Even though they were both Level 5, a gang member could easily suppress two to three players, but the players relied on their numbers and their fearlessness of death to tangle with them.

In just an instant, the perimeter wall turned into a meat grinder.

However, with the gang members' strength far surpassing that of the players, the players even showed signs of being pushed back.

Ye Ye, who had gradually made his way up the mountain, remained unperturbed at the sight and said to the player beside him,

"Notify the brothers inside to make their move."

The order was given, and just a moment later, the sound of battle cries erupted from within.

Attacked from both sides, the entire fortress instantly fell into chaos. Hearing the battle cries from behind and feeling surrounded, the gang members—already chilled by the players' fearlessness and constant Revivals—suddenly felt a chill down their spines.

"Do not retreat! Kill any who retreat without mercy!"

A small leader on the scene shouted immediately upon seeing the trend, but in the next moment, Ye Qing personally led several core members and charged up fiercely.

"Die!"

Seeing this, many gang members didn't stop their hands, remaining ruthless, but their footsteps became hesitant. They glanced around out of the corners of their eyes, ready to slip away at any moment.

But suddenly, an excited voice rang out.

"Second-in-Command! The Second-in-Command is here! The Second-in-Command is still here!"

Before the voice had even faded, Ye Ye happened to look up and saw, through the collapsed fortress gate, a Heavy Armor Knight slowly walking out. The greatsword in his hand seemed slow but was actually fast, and his terrifying aura crushed down like a mountain.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Instantly, nearly ten players fell and died on the spot, crushed into pulp.

It felt as if they were facing a natural predator; their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and their combat power dropped by seventy percent.

The entire battlefield fell silent, with only the excited cheers of the Great Axe Gang members ringing out.

On the players' side, their hearts sank, and Ye Ye's pupils constricted slightly. The same word surfaced in everyone's mind:

Trans...cendent!