stjorthotic Chapter 24: The Chinese Squad vs. the White Eagle Squad – Complete Annihilation!
Chapter 24: The Chinese Squad vs. the White Eagle Squad – Complete Annihilation!
The blond leader's shout was no different from a death knell on the battlefield.
The White Eagle assassin reacted extremely quickly—no, it should be said that this was the order he had been waiting for.
He barely made a move at the start of the battle, staying crouched at the edge of the formation, saving his last breath.
As soon as the words left his mouth, the assassin vanished from sight.
Stealth.
Zhao Lei had just used his charge to plow through the White Eagles' formation, but he was still embedded in the enemy's front row and couldn't get back.
Shen Xinglin's warhorse blocked the passage on the east side of the valley, and he was using his lance to ram the White Eagle mage against the cliff.
Oh no, the back row is empty.
Xiao Qianyu was the first to react and ran back two steps, but she was on the flank, still fifteen meters away from Lu Yan.
It's too late to rush back.
Lu Yan did not run away.
He did something no one expected—he moved slightly to the side in Wen Yue's direction.
He positioned himself 30 meters directly in front of Wen Yue's firing line, with no obstruction in between.
The invisible assassin emerged from the right rear.
The short dagger, glowing with the eerie light characteristic of dark gold weapons, hurtled straight toward his waist.
The White Eagle Empire's assassin training system is recognized as one of the top two in the world, with such tricky shooting angles that even textbooks have to give way.
The dagger went in.
His own energy shield withstood the blow, but Lu Yan's body was pushed and swayed, and his feet left half a step's worth of skid marks on the rock.
The shield bar suddenly dropped significantly.
Lu Yan turned his head to look at the assassin behind him—the other person was also looking at him, his eyes full of astonishment. An aura master was backstabbed and his shield didn't even break??
"Wen Yue!"
Thirty meters away, the devastating thunderclap resounded.
Wen Yue had been waiting for this moment. She had adjusted the crossbow's direction when the assassin went into hiding, and she had seen Lu Yan's eyes and gestures.
A crossbow bolt whizzed past Lu Yan's hair.
Thirty meters away, with a flight time of 0.2 seconds. Before the assassin could even finish withdrawing his hand, the crossbow bolt had already pierced through his breastplate.
With the added ally damage amplification from the Eternal Scepter, Wen Yue's arrow's penetrating power far exceeded the limits of her Dark Gold Armor. The assassin was pinned to the ground and sent flying, his back slamming into the valley wall, his health bar dropping to zero.
The system's white light enveloped him.
Frontline Secret Realm: Permanent Death.
The valley fell silent for a moment.
The blond leader knelt on the gravel ground, his right hand supporting himself on Gabriel's Sigh, his left hand pressing against an ice spike wound on his abdomen that was still bleeding. He looked at the spot where the assassin had disappeared, then at Lu Yan.
That person didn't use a single skill from beginning to end. He didn't even move more than five steps. He just stood there, leaning on his staff, turning every teammate around him into a monster.
"withdraw."
The blond team leader pulled a stone from his waist.
The Stone of Salvation. It emits a soft white glow and is one of the few remaining in the world. The cost of using it is permanent exit from the current Frontline Dungeon; there is no return.
He didn't hesitate. The stone shattered in his palm, and a white light enveloped him and the remaining three White Eagle team members, causing them to disappear from the valley.
The entire encounter lasted less than thirty seconds.
The second squad on the White Eagle Empire's leaderboard was completely wiped out.
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The valley fell silent again. Zhao Leiguang walked back from the front row, panting heavily, with several new scratches on the shield.
Wen Yue stood up from behind the rocky cover, folded and put away the crossbow arm of the World-Destroying Thunderclap, muttered something under her breath, and walked over to kick the pile of equipment dropped by the assassin on the ground.
"Holy crap, so many!"
Lu Yan squatted down to pick it up.
The assassin lost seven pieces of equipment: four unique items and three epic items. As an elite assassin armed with the full might of the White Eagle Empire, his gear was indeed quite substantial.
He carefully arranged the items one by one, then carried them to Xiao Qianyu.
"Hand over the spoils of war."
Xiao Qianyu looked down at the pile of armor plates bearing the eagle emblem, but did not reach out.
"Keep it. It's what you deserve. We didn't really help you much."
Zhao Leiguang nodded vigorously behind him, his head bobbing like a rattle drum.
Lu Yan didn't stand on ceremony any longer and put the equipment into his storage space.
The first squad stood in the C Tower's occupied area for sixty seconds. The gray color of the control tower began to fade from the bottom, and crimson light climbed along the engravings all the way to the top.
A broadcast popped up across the entire instance.
[The Chinese faction captures Tower C—the first control point in this round of the frontline dungeon has been captured by the Chinese faction.]
This message popped up on the panels of more than two thousand awakened participants simultaneously. Along with it, a summary of the battle log was also pushed out.
The Huaxia Squad versus the White Eagle Squad
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The news caused an uproar in the Huaxia stronghold area.
The first to arrive at Tower C were two small teams from two civilian guilds in China, totaling twelve people, who filed in one after another along the valley entrance.
The captain running at the front was arguing with someone on the communication channel as he ran, insisting that the battle report data must be wrong, and how could the White Eagle Second Squad be gone?
Then he ran into the valley.
What came into view was a group of people resting. The two teams initially thought they were some kind of official, ordinary team.
But equipment doesn't lie.
The captain slowed his pace. His gaze first fell on the staff in Lin Chuxue's hand—the staff was surrounded by the orange aura unique to legendary-level weapons, a design he had seen on the leaderboard no less than twenty times.
Then there are the shields on Zhao Leiguang's arms, with their pulsating earthy hue, clearly not ordinary items.
The heavy crossbow on Wen Yue's shoulder had an outrageously exaggerated design.
Finally, his gaze settled on the young man at the very back of the line.
Lu Yan was drinking water against the valley wall, the Eternal Scepter casually resting at his feet. The dark gold of the scepter was not conspicuous against the blood-red sky, but the number one weapon on the ranking list was number one, and those in the know could recognize it at a glance.
"The top four equipment on the leaderboard." The captain's deputy tugged at his sleeve, his voice low but trembling violently. "They are the first squad of the National Guard..."
More and more Chinese teams arrived later. The clamor in the communication channel was gradually replaced by a strange silence. Everyone's gaze towards the first squad changed.
Whispers spread among the teams.
"Who's that guy with the scepter in the back? And why is there an aura master in the party?"
"Why do you care what their lineup is? Think about it yourself, how bad can the aura masters of the National Guard be? And do you remember the rankings...?"
"Yes, an Aura Master... The number one weapon on the world's weapon ranking list belongs to an Aura Master...!"
Zhao Lei munched on his dry rations, his eyes catching the growing crowd and the complex expressions on their faces. He chuckled and leaned close to Lu Yan's ear:
"Dude, the way you're doing right now is just like a panda being stared at in a zoo."
Lu Yan screwed the kettle lid on and looked up at the faces that were filled with curiosity or awe.