Han Yuze thought for a moment about the possibility of tightening the disguise again and tentatively struggled with his soft and cute voice, saying, “My… I mean, I want to see who’s using a voice changer.”
Then he heard Jiang Shi laugh ambiguously again.
The meaning was quite clear.
Han Yuze: “.”
Well, there’s nothing much to hide, actually.
After dealing with all the pursuing forces here, he opened his friends list and sent a private message.
[Sweetie Cutie: How did you figure it out?]
[Material Main Account: If you change your playstyle slightly, maybe you could keep it a secret for a bit longer.]
“…” Han Yuze looked up at the sky in silence.
Indeed.
Everyone knew that Han Yuze was a mechanical genius, but in the beginning, he played as a gun expert. Later, during his experience with the game, he discovered that the mechanical class allowed him to excel more, so he chose to switch. This was something very few people knew, and ironically, his former healer with a poisonous touch was one of those who knew.
In the end, it was his carelessness.
Han Yuze quickly accepted it and stayed in place.
[Sweetie Cutie: So, what’s your plan now? Are you going to kick me out?]
[Material Main Account: You don’t need to.]
[Material Main Account: Today, I want to snatch the boss, and you want to do the Crusade. We each have our own goals, and we can also cooperate.]
[Sweetie Cutie: What are the terms?]
[Material Main Account: I’ll let you know later.]
[Sweetie Cutie: It seems like you’re taking quite an advantage.]
[Material Main Account: You can always leave the party.]
[Sweetie Cutie: No problem, I’m willing to let you take advantage of me. ^_^]
Jiang Shi was very satisfied with Han Yuze’s understanding of the situation.
They quickly reached an agreement privately and didn’t reveal it to others.
When Jiang Shi closed the chat box with satisfaction, he immediately reorganized the group and used Han Yuze directly: “The speed of clearing mobs is too slow. Later, What Pen Carries Fragrance, take the old healer and the priest to deal with the northern resurrection point. I’ll go with Yu… Cutie to the southern one.”
It had to be said that once you knew who was behind this disguise, it was difficult to address them with a certain nickname.
However, Han Yuze seemed to accept it very well. “Sure, Big Brother!”
Jiang Shi glanced at him and sent a private message: [Shut up.]
The others naturally didn’t catch the subtle details.
Seeing What Pen Carries Fragrance taking the other two and leaving, Jiang Shi felt a bit uneasy about him soloing, “You guys are not taking healers. Are you sure it’s okay? Should I give the main raid to the guild leader, and I can go with you?”
Jiang Shi obviously didn’t want to add extra difficulty and politely declined, “Thanks for the offer.”
What Pen Carries Fragrance: “.”
Although there was no evidence, he felt a strong sense of disdain in those five words.
Jiang Shi called Han Yuze, then went directly to the designated resurrection area.
While moving swiftly on the map, he put the two of them in an empty fifth group and switched to the group channel, saying, “Clear the area and resurrect time. I don’t think I need to say much, right?”
Han Yuze’s cute voice came through the group voice channel, “Hmm, I know.”
Jiang Shi: “…Turn off the voice changer.”
Han Yuze couldn’t help but laugh, then used his normal voice, which belonged to him, “Is it really that annoying?”
It’s the person.
Jiang Shi understood the implied meaning and smiled as well.
He had heard that Han Yuze hadn’t been online for several days, thinking it was because he was in a bad mood about quitting the guild. However, now that they had interacted again, he found that this person was quite happy playing as a trap character.
With a side glance at the figure walking beside him, they reached their first target. Jiang Shi asked, “As usual, protect the formation. Is that okay?”
Han Yuze replied, “Yes, it’s all good.”
The HP of the Death Stalker Bruce had unknowingly dropped to 30%.
The surroundings had gradually darkened with the approaching night, and the brilliant skill effects occasionally flashing around became the only source of light in the jungle.
Nighttime battles presented a challenge for many in terms of operation and visibility. However, for some, it was an enjoyable experience.
In a situation where the enemy outnumbered them, nighttime combat became the best cover.
For several hours, it was mostly one-sided hunting.
[“Report! Second team of the Third Division was ambushed on their way back and wiped out again!”]
[“Report! The Seven Silver Coins people are here again, and our team has been wiped out five times. We have to wait 30 minutes for revival…”]
[“Report! Our team has been waiting for revival for an hour already!”]
[“Why do they also have Seven Silver Coins people here? How many teams did they arrange?!”]
[“Our team was wiped out again, and it seems they only have two people…”]
[“Report! We encountered a three-person team here!”]
…
The continuous reports of team wipes made Pojun Baba so frustrated that he almost threw his weapons to the ground
Just moments ago, their alliance agreement with the Sword and Wine Guild had been officially torn apart, and the boss fight had turned into a three-way brawl. On top of that, the sudden appearance of the Seven Silver Coins Guild was making the situation…
However, the only thing worth celebrating now was that the Death Stalker Bruce was successfully under the control of their guild leader, and his HP was steadily approaching 25%.
As of now, Pojun Baba only needed to ensure that they didn’t die more than three times and didn’t let the resurrection time stretch too long. With this, they had a very high chance of securing the world-first kill.
As they watched other teams being relentlessly persecuted on their way back from resurrection, Pojun Baba went into a state of self-denial, focusing on keeping the boss’s aggro while leaving the command to Akdas.
The teams trapped on the outskirts were essentially secondary teams, and the main raid was the key.
In reality, the other two guilds were facing the same dilemma as the Crusaders. On one side, they were bewildered by the appearance of the Seven Silver Coins Guild. On the other, they were entangled in the contest for the Death Stalker Bruce and couldn’t spare any hands to deal with it.
However, compared to Pojun Baba, Rattlesnake Guild had received crucial information in the feedback messages.
It was clear that the Seven Silver Coins Guild had divided into two groups. One group consisted of three people, and the other had only two. Despite this, they were still sending back the guild’s teams one after another to the resurrection point.
Even though Rattlesnake Guild was generally known for its strong players, the situation was grim, with their teams constantly being sent back to the resurrection area. It was evident that the enemy had a significant advantage, not just in numbers, but also in strength.
So, who were these skilled players that suddenly appeared?
Rattlesnake Guild had some ideas before, and now, seeing the cries of their guild members in the guild channel, they made a decision. “Dusk, the command is yours. I’ll take my third team to check it out.”
The position of the raid leader instantly fell into Dusk’s hands, and he was somewhat speechless. “You’re going after the boss?!”
Rattlesnake Guild had already switched him to the third team earlier, so now he led his team to the latest coordinates provided in the guild channel. “The boss still has 20% HP, and I’ll go pick up a few teams. There’s still time.”
No one gave a fleeting glance at the receding figure, then laughed and comforted Dusk, who had been forced into this position. “Let the old poison handle it. His interest has been piqued, and stopping him will only make him itchier.”
Dusk could certainly lead, and he was meticulous in his thinking. His biggest problem was that he didn’t want to take on the command role when he didn’t have to.
However, with No One’s support, he had no choice but to reluctantly agree. “Alright, make sure to come back before the Blood of Redemption spawns.”
No One: “Of course.”
The three people on the Graneville Mountain Road were unaware of the approaching danger. They had just dealt with another group from Rattlesnake Guild and were in a good mood.
The process was quite simple; if they could win, they would fight, and if they couldn’t, they would run. After several hours of massacre, the frequency of encountering isolated players had decreased significantly.
Clearly, the members of the boss raid groups in each guild had all experienced long resurrection times. As the cooldown for returning to the city after resurrection got longer, they had more time to rest between each battle.
Deep Well Ice Player gently wiped a heavy cannon that was almost as tall as him, while Gentleman Fan leaned against a tree, waiting for the next batch of victims, casually fanning himself as if he were out for a leisurely stroll.
Only the priest player, Imprisoned Wen, was already exhausted, standing by with a crutch. He had long since changed his initial attitude of just playing around. When he looked at the other two members of his team, he already had a look of disbelief on his face.
This was too much! These players were much more ruthless than the so-called high-end players he had seen before. This was the first time he had seen just two DPS players chase down and take on entire teams.
To achieve this level of play, there was only one explanation: these were professional experts.
But what shocked Imprisoned Wen, even more was the two people who were dragged to the fifth team alone.
While two separate areas were designated, they couldn’t see the situation on the other side, but the kill reports kept coming one after another in the team channel.
Just moments ago, almost in the blink of an eye, there were over a dozen reports of Crusader guild members being ruthlessly slaughtered, and even through the screen, one could sense the gruesome and bloody scenes.
It’s important to note that there were no healing professions on the other side.
This made the whole situation even more absurd.
So, were these people really human?!
Imprisoned Wen steadied his emotions and couldn’t resist opening his friends list.
He clicked on a profile that had never sent him a message and typed with restraint: “Hello, I’d like to schedule a feedback session.”
What surprised him was that the other person responded almost instantly.
[Return to Spring’s Skillful Hands: Just say it, we’re almost done here.]
In fact, Imprisoned Wen was the guild leader of the Blood Roses Guild who had responded to Return to Spring’s Skillful Hands’s proposal and arranged the undercover agent inside the Seven Silver Coins Guild.
As he looked at the ID of Return to Spring’s Skillful Hands, which was considered the healing god in the hearts of countless priest players, his emotions couldn’t help but be stirred during the process of replying.
After all, the person he was messaging was none other than the God of healing, Return to Spring’s Skillful Hands!
Imprisoned Wen detailed everything he had seen and heard today in what felt like a dream and concluded with utmost seriousness: “These four from the Seven Silver Coins Guild are unbelievably strong! It’s truly unbelievable! If they weren’t online all the time casually strolling around, I would suspect they’re high-end players from some professional team!”
Imprisoned Wen felt so overwhelmed that he could only express his current feelings with a string of exclamation marks.
After sending the message, he anxiously waited for a reply.
As for the mention of a secondary character, Return to Spring’s Skillful Hands naturally knew that someone had indeed created a secondary character.
However, at this moment, he was more concerned about another issue.
[Return to Spring’s Skillful Hands: You mean, the person from the same team as Sweetie Cutie is called Material Main Account?]
[Imprisoned Wen: Yes, that’s right, he’s also the overall commander for the Seven Silver Coins Guild this time.]
[Return to Spring’s Skillful Hands: What’s his class?]
[Imprisoned Wen: A light elf.]
[Imprisoned Wen: But he’s not a priest, he’s playing as a runemaster.]
Return to Spring’s Skillful Hands, who was at the scene of the boss fight in Zone Ten, said, “…”
It was already known that Sweetie Cutie was Yu Weize.
One could only say that the combination of Mechanic City and Light Elves was strangely familiar.
As expected, bad premonitions tend to come true.
the misunderstanding lol
JS misunderstands HY which he thinks ghat HY likes playing a trap character LOL