BXBX NOVEL Chapter 478 Hollow Players
Chapter 478 Hollow Players
However, a sense of urgency surged through the Unnamed Healer Ghosts, positioned at the back of the enemy line. In unison, they uttered the incantation, "Dispel!" Their synchronized efforts aimed to counteract the powerful skills demonstrated by Allen\'s group, alerting their spectral comrades to the looming danger.
The Dispel skills took effect. Some of the ghostly monsters began to rouse from their disoriented state.
With a burst of energy, Allen\'s demonic orbs surged forward, targeting some of the ghostly monsters before they could react. Each orb sought out its prey, and on impact, it took a concerted effort to bring down just one adversary. The Dual Dagger User Ghosts, with their agile evasive maneuvers, posed a particular challenge, as did the swordsman, who displayed remarkable endurance.
While Allen\'s orbs whittled away at the enemy ranks, Zoe\'s tentacles extended into razor-sharp crimson blades, lashing out with incredible force. Vivian\'s whip danced through the air, delivering precise and powerful strikes that left the spectral foes reeling. Bella, on the other hand, unleashed a torrent of fire spells, incinerating her targets with blazing fury.
Meanwhile, Alice\'s shadow curse attacks plunged into the ghostly monsters, piercing their incorporeal forms with shadows of malevolent intent.
Jane, with a commanding wave of her hand, invoked her Necromancy skill, summoning forth her ghastly undead army. These reanimated corpses marched forward, their hollow eyes fixed on the spectral Healer Ghosts. Larissa, not to be outdone, summoned her loyal bat servants, who swarmed towards the ethereal healers, determined to disrupt their vital support.
Recognizing the threat to the ghostly monsters\' healing capabilities, the girls sought to sever this lifeline to ensure the battle\'s conclusion.
The undead army clawed their way up from the ground and Larissa\'s bats swooped down, their target was the Healer Ghosts. These spectral healers stood resilient, even in the face of impending doom. What unfolded was a display of extraordinary teamwork among the monsters.
The melee ghosts, with eerie cooperation, came to the aid of the Healer Ghosts, engaging the undead and bats in fierce combat. The Healer Ghosts, though they could have defended themselves, remained in position, steadfastly focusing on their vital role, ignoring the attacks and disturbances.
They cast protective barriers to shield themselves while continuing to channel their healing skills, ensuring that their ghostly companions remained in fighting condition.
It was a bizarre scene, where the ghostly monsters demonstrated remarkable unity and strategic coordination, even in the midst of an intense battle against Allen and his companions.
"They are crazy!" Bella exclaimed with fervor, her fingers crackling with electric energy as she cast ThunderBolt, unleashing bolts of lightning at the spectral adversaries.
"Like you," Alice retorted playfully, using her Curse skill to slow down the monsters\' movements, granting them a brief advantage in the fast-paced conflict.
But Allen had a different perspective. A sly grin formed on his face as he extended his hands, demonic claws covering them. "They are perfect soldiers for us," he proclaimed with excitement, acknowledging the bizarre but effective cooperation of the Ghostly Monsters. It was an odd situation where their adversaries, with their eerie pleas, had become unwitting pawns in their strategic advantage.
With his Demonic Claw skill, Allen lunged at the spectral foes, his claws poised to rend through the ranks of monsters, exploiting their unusual teamwork to his benefit.
In the midst of the fierce battle, Allen exhibited a fluid grace as he unleashed his Hellfire Rain skill. The fiery onslaught rained down upon the ghostly monsters, igniting and engulfing them in relentless flames. The intensity of the hellfire was especially effective against the ranged attackers among the spectral foes.
However, what struck Allen as most peculiar was the reaction of these ghostly adversaries. Unlike real players who would typically scatter or seek cover when under such an assault, the spectral monsters remained steadfast in their positions. They continued casting spells and loosing arrows at their designated targets, seemingly undeterred by the fiery inferno surrounding them.
This peculiar behavior was a troubling discovery. It signified that, no matter the circumstances, these monsters were resolute in their battle formation. It became increasingly apparent that they would maintain their positions until they were vanquished, making them formidable and relentless adversaries to contend with.
Amidst the raging inferno of Allen\'s Hellfire Rain, the melee-type ghostly monsters made a desperate attempt to block his path. However, Allen displayed his agility and prowess, utilizing his Shadow Step skill with finesse. In an instant, he vanished from their view, leaving behind nothing but a fleeting shadow. Swiftly, he maneuvered past the melee opponents, evading their clutches.
Without wasting a moment, he set his course directly toward the line of Healer Ghosts, where he hoped to interrupt their support. Meanwhile, the melee monsters were left to engage in fierce combat with the other members of his party. This strategic shift in the battle gave them the opportunity to confront their spectral adversaries on the front lines, while Allen sought to disrupt the enemy\'s healing capabilities.
With deadly precision, Allen\'s razor-sharp claws cut through the ranks of the Healer Ghosts. In a gruesome display of combat prowess, he ended their ghostly existence with a series of swift and lethal strikes. Their incorporeal forms were no match for his relentless assault, as he pierced their spectral hearts, beheaded them, and even cleaved their ethereal bodies in two.
The eerie pleas of the defeated monsters echoed through the chamber, their wails a haunting reminder of the relentless battle. Despite their pitiful cries, Allen remained resolute, determined to eliminate any obstacles in his path. As his clawed hands struck down one after another, the chamber was filled with the macabre spectacle of ghostly beings meeting their demise.
"I don\'t want to die here..."
"Don\'t bury us. Don\'t bury us..."
"Let me see the sun once again…"
Once the last ghost monster was struck down by Allen\'s relentless onslaught, their surroundings gradually grew calmer. The chaotic battle cries and grunts of the ghostly soldiers had fallen silent, leaving only the crackling of the fires burning around them. The eerie pleas of the monsters no longer echoed through the ruined chamber, and a sense of eerie stillness settled in its place.
[You received Ghost Tears 21 ea, Soulless Screams 51 ea, and 2345 Coins.]
Allen gazed around the desolate chamber, his eyes lingering on the narrow hole above, through which they had entered this harrowing dungeon. With a shake of his head, he couldn\'t help but mutter, "Intense battle right at the entrance." It was a chaotic and unexpected welcome to the Death Pit, and it left an indelible mark on their journey into this uncharted and sinister domain.
"Your sister is really something," Zoe remarked, her admiration clear as she spoke about Emma.
Larissa nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I can\'t even imagine which player could break through all of this," she admitted. Even as the notorious villains of the game, they found this place challenging.
Allen offered a casual shrug. "Well, perhaps it\'s meant for them once they reach a higher level," he speculated.
"Or designed for guild hunts," Vivian chimed in.
With a glance toward his companions, Allen asked, "So, what do you say? Shall we press on?"
Zoe was quick to respond. "We\'re here, so let\'s keep going," she said, her determination evident as they continued their journey deeper into the unknown.
Allen and his companions delved deeper into the dungeon, they found that the monsters they encountered were primarily the Ghost Soldiers, who were at level one and were more scattered throughout the dungeon. However, the Ghost player-type monsters usually appeared in groups, albeit not in the overwhelming numbers they faced at the entrance. The party had to stay vigilant and be prepared for any sudden ambushes or coordinated attacks from these spectral foes.
Descending down the broken staircase, Allen and his companions entered the second level of the dungeon. The situation here mirrored the first level, with the same type of monsters scattered around the area. The broken devices and machinery that littered the surroundings painted a grim picture of the dungeon\'s history. It was clear that this place had been subjected to great turmoil, leaving remnants of its former purpose shattered and abandoned.
However, what caused them to come to a sudden halt was a mysterious red glint emanating from the shadows. They strained their ears to listen more closely, catching the distinct sounds of footsteps and a sword being dragged on the ground. It was then that they heard a voice, faint and distant, but strangely resonant in the eerie silence of the dungeon.
"To be a true swordsman is to walk the path of courage," the voice murmured, "One must wield their blade with unwavering honor, defending the weak and upholding justice throughout the realms..."
The words were spoken with a hollow quality, as if echoing through time and space, and sent shivers down their spines. They exchanged puzzled glances, uncertain of the source of this strange voice and its significance in this dark and desolate place.
Allen and the others immediately glanced at the head of the new monster that had just arrived.
Strong-willed Swordsman Ghost (Mini Boss) <Level 110>