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Axes, to most people, are just for chopping wood.
But anyone who really digs into this game knows that axes pack a stronger punch than swords, making them better suited as weapons.
Realizing this, Steve's skin prickled all over. That white-eyed monster was terrifying. Even without his powerful skills or the ability to control creatures, Steve was sure he could wipe out everyone here with barely any effort. The monster's cunning and deep understanding of the game alone would be enough to take them all down.
Right now, these players didn't even stand a chance against his lowly minions.
"Hope I never run into him again…" Steve muttered, recalling how he once thought that with time, he might stand a chance against this white-eyed menace. But now, he realized how laughable that idea was. The monster was leagues ahead, and he was only getting stronger, growing just as rapidly as the players. They'd never catch up to him.
Sure, cutting off his player-hunting spree might slow his growth, but even then, he'd still outpace the players by miles. You could tell just by the gear on his creatures.
At this moment, the players of the Triumph Guild, staring down the monster's equipped henchmen, lost any will to fight. As the monsters crept closer, some of the veteran players suddenly recognized them.
"Wait, that little zombie… I know him!"
"That's the same one that broke through our barricade and attacked us!"
"Damn! You're right—I remember him! He's got that scar on his right cheek!"
"And that zombie in diamond armor—no way! It's the one who attacked us before, the dark-skinned zombie with the athlete build!"
"Ugh… and that creepy Enderman… that's the one with that nasty, pervy grin!"
"And that little skeleton! I remember him, too—two broken ribs from last time!"
Several veterans, who had faced these monsters firsthand, recognized them instantly. Monsters may look similar in-game, but each has subtle differences. Like zombies—some are missing limbs, some are more decayed, with patches of skin rotting in deep greens or purples.
The attack at the barricade had been a nightmare, leaving these players with a vivid memory of the creatures that took them down. Now, seeing them again, they finally realized what was going on.
"These monsters that killed us… they've been promoted to his henchmen? That's just too much of a coincidence!"
"It was him all along!"
"If he was messing with us back then, why didn't he just wipe us out? Why wait until today?"
"You think he's been training them this whole time?"
"You mean… all we were good for was helping his minions practice?!"
"He hasn't even said a word, but everything he's done—it's such a slap in the face!"
"So, from the very beginning, he didn't see us as anything but toys…"
Seeing the creatures that had once attacked them, the players' morale hit rock bottom. They had thought they'd been facing random, mindless monsters—but no, this white-eyed creature had planned it all, using them like puppets. They weren't even worth acknowledging in his eyes.
In the live stream, viewers were puzzled by Triumph Guild's conversation.
"Huh? They're saying they've seen these monster bosses before?"
"What 'previous incident' are they talking about?"
"They look really freaked out—what happened?"
Ever since Xiao Po found the barricade exploit, he'd banned streaming there, so the audience had no idea what had happened. Steve, seeing the confusion in the chat, jumped in to explain.
"Alright, everyone, hold on. Once this battle is over, I'll tell you everything that went down."
The chat exploded with curiosity after Steve's promise.
"Steve sounds is something serious…"
"I knew it! When that white-eyed freak ran off after the wolves attacked, I said something was up! There's gotta be a bigger story here!"
"You're saying the white-eyed monster set all this up?!"
"No way… that's terrifying!"
"Holy… the more I think about it, the creepier this gets!"
"Now I really wanna know what happened that's got the whole guild freaking out!"
Steve's words sent a wave of speculations through the players. Many guessed that the battle was part of some grand scheme by the white-eyed creature, but they couldn't piece together the details. They only knew that Triumph Guild had supposedly developed a new method for "safe farming."
What they didn't know was that even this "safe farming" strategy had been planted by the white-eyed monster himself.
Steve shook his head with a wry smile, reading the comments.
"Getting spooked already?"
"Wonder what they'll think when they hear the whole truth…"
The players had only scratched the surface, and it was already enough to make their skin crawl. Steve was just as curious to see how they'd react once they knew the full story.
But their fear, he thought, was a good thing. If a mere hint of the truth could convince players to stay away, then maybe, once everything was revealed, no one would dare to challenge the white-eyed monster again. That was the goal of his broadcast, after all.
By now, the Triumph Guild players had pieced together enough of the truth to lose all will to fight. Every part of this plan had been orchestrated by the white-eyed monster, and they'd been nothing but his pawns, moving step by step exactly as he wanted. Now, if he wanted them gone, all he had to do was lift a finger. It would be as simple as brushing a pawn off the board.
Having come to terms with this reality, many players had lost the desire to resist. All they wanted now was for this nightmare to end. Each glance at that monster felt like a fresh wave of humiliation.
Seeing the players completely broken, Xu Yuan wasted no time. In a single teleport, he appeared above the guild's fortress wall, looking down on the battlefield. With a sweeping motion of his hand, he commanded:
The cold, emotionless word echoed across the plains, sounding to the guild players like their death knell. The moment the word dropped, the monsters surged forward.
Leading the charge were 007 and 520, clad in full diamond gear. Their brute strength and sheer power sent them tearing through the players as if nothing could stand in their way. Each swing of their weapons took down another player in iron armor instantly.
"What the hell kind of attack is this?! Full iron and still got one-shotted?!"
"Damn it! That little zombie's way too fast! I can't even keep track of him!"
"Shields! Build up and raise your shields!"
Unable to hold off 007 and 520, players began frantically building up, shielding themselves. Some held their shields tight to guard against any stray arrows.
But then, suddenly, that sleazy-grinning Enderman, Little Black, appeared right behind them—cradling a Creeper about to explode. Google seaʀᴄh NovᴇlFirᴇ.ɴet
Before the players could even react, there was a deafening "BOOM!" as the Creeper detonated, blowing the tower of players off their perch.
"What the hell?!! An Enderman with a Creeper?! Is this mobile bomb delivery now?!"
"How are we supposed to fight this?!"
The players quickly realized that building up with shields was pointless. If Little Black didn't blow them off, Little White would snipe them from behind. Some tried building higher to evade them, only to find that Phantoms had appeared out of nowhere, knocking them down with terrifying speed.
Others tried digging down and filling in the gaps, only to be blasted out by Creepers led right to them by Little Black.
The viewers in the livestream chat, seeing the carnage unfold, all gasped in shock.
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