Samsara Online

After surrounding the burning area, the army of players began to fight against the monsters that had not been affected by Yao Mei’s previous attack. The sound of the claws of the Thousand Volt Lizards or the mighty horns of the Mad Bulls clashing against the metal of the players’ weapons or shields echoed throughout the battlefield.

Although the number of monsters that Yao Mei had killed in a matter of seconds totaled several tens of thousands and might even have reached a hundred thousand, there were still several monsters battling their way through the city as if they were attracted by something.

Seeing that the situation was relatively under control thanks to the spell of area of effect cast by his younger sister, Yao Zenyu finally walked towards her.

"You’re finally here, little Mei." Yao Zenyu walked slowly until he arrived next to her. Seeing that she continued to stare at the sea of seething flames without speaking, he continued, "That spell is very powerful. Is it new?"

Yao Mei simply shook her head, making her reddish hair dance freely in the wind.

"I see." Yao Zenyu nodded. He wasn’t surprised that she didn’t speak, on the contrary, from his point of view it was normal. "I guess this is the first time you’ve used it?"

Yao Mei nodded slowly.

The two kept silent and looked at the players under the mountain fighting the monsters. Both siblings were silent for around twenty minutes before Yao Zenyu started to talk again.

"Will you stay until the end?"

Yao Zenyu wanted to know if she would stay until the end of the mission or leave earlier. Of course, if possible, he would prefer that she stay; but if she wished to leave, there was not much Yao Zenyu could do about it except try to persuade her.

A day or two ago, right after the first big scale war on the Chinese server of Samsara Online in which the two most powerful guilds united against a single player but still couldn’t defeat him, Yao Zenyu’s father, Yao Xiyu, was so enraged that he even summoned Yao Mei to ask the reason why she hadn’t participated in the war to kill Shiva. In the end, Yao Mei did not explain anything and simply listened silently for forty minutes to Yao Xiyu’s sermon; but even then, Yao Xiyu only reprimanded her and did nothing else.

This was proof enough of how special Yao Mei was. Therefore, not to mention Yao Zenyu, even their father could not do too much about it when she did not want to do something.

At her big brother’s question, Yao Mei stayed deep in thought for several seconds before finally nodding.

Seeing her nod, Yao Zenyu inwardly sighed with relief.

"That’s good. Your help will be great."

After those words, both siblings were silent again.

Because the two did not talk too much and since Yao Mei enjoyed her time alone more than in the company of other people, Yao Zenyu did not know what to say; therefore, he simply stood beside her as they both watched the players slowly approaching victory.

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-West Gate

Currently, the situation outside the walls in the western part of Eminentis City was extremely difficult to be described in words.

The area with the highest number of players alive since the beginning of the Dragon’s Revenge mission was the West Gate. Being protected by approximately 2.5 million players in total, it was the area that everyone would think would have the least trouble; however, although it was indeed the safest area, it was also the area that was currently suffering the most.

"Archers! Concentrate your arrows on a smaller area instead of shooting dispersed attacks! Wizards, cast fire and lightning magic spells and forget the water spells!" An army commander belonging to the Sacred Wings guild roared loudly, giving orders and trying to maintain order while keeping a wide view of the ongoing battle. A difficult task, but one that someone had to do.

At first, dispersed attacks were effective since the level of the enemy monsters was lower than the level of the players who were defending. A rain of arrows or a rain of spells covering a wide area could take the lives of many monsters per round of firing. However, from the third wave onwards, things changed.

The level of the monsters caught up with the level of the players, and now, in the fourth wave, the level of the monsters exceeded the average level of the players for a considerable margin. The dispersed attacks in which one or two arrows together with one or two magic spells hit a monster and took its life would no longer be possible.

To have a possibility of killing a level fifteen monster, at least ten players of level ten or eleven had to attack at the same time.

Although the end of the mission was near, the success of victory was still a long way off.

Wooosh!

Arrows fell from the skies without interruption. More than five hundred thousand archers shooting at the same time. An extremely terrifying view, but also enchanting in a certain sense.

Boom!

The sky was tinged with colors; yellow, green, brown, purple, blue, etc. The spells cast by hundreds of thousands of mages descended like a torrential rain on the army of monsters, taking the lives of tens of thousands per second.

The shield guards along with the warriors fought with all their might to keep the monsters at bay, trying to prevent them from reaching the back line of the army; for there were the priests.

A few hundred thousand priests were casting their basic healing spell every time it was off cooldown. When the MP of the priests dropped, they quickly drank mana potions or consumed food capable of slowly regenerating mana.

The battlefield was in chaos. Screams and roars everywhere, death lurked around each corner and the corpse of at least one player or monster fell to the ground for each second that passed.

During the third wave of attack, 400,000 players were killed in the west. The total number of players defending the west gate of the city at the beginning of the fourth wave was 1.7 million.

Although they were many in number, the snow and ice monsters they faced caused most players to have trouble adapting. Just standing close to these monsters made each player’s blood run cold, causing their movements to be more rigid than normal and increasing the number of victims.

[Blue Frost Tiger

Level: 15

HP: 1400

Description: A beautiful beast. Lover of cold. Hates everything related to heat or fire.

Innate: Water Resistance +30% / Fire Resistance -30%.]

[Frozen Snowman -

Level: 15

HP: 1200

Description: A creature created from snow and ice. Its body is at very low temperatures.

Innate: Water Resistance +40% / Fire Resistance -50%.

Skill:

Frozen Wind (Passive): A fog at extremely low temperatures surrounds its body which causes the enemy’s movement to freeze. Effect: Reduces the movement speed of nearby targets by 5% and drains 20 health per second.]

"It’s these damn snow monsters again!"

Nangong Lei cursed loudly as he fought against the cold. The two daggers in his hands moved like two ghosts at very high speeds, slashing at the monsters’ bodies without interruption.

Every time a monster tried to attack him, a flash of lightning would blink under Nangong Lei’s feet and his movement speed would get a great boost; this was Nangong Lei’s unique skill and it was also the skill he used when he tried to kill Xie Feng. The name of the skill was Flash Steps.

Although Flash Steps Impulse only had a duration of one second, the MP requirement and cooldown was extremely low, so Nangong Lei could use it without any worries. As long as he drank a blue potion to recover his mana, he could use the skill uninterruptedly.

The battle continued and the number of players killed in the course of the fourth wave was 600,000. Although Nangong Lei felt like coughing up blood due to the loss, he unconsciously sighed a sigh of relief since at this rate the fourth wave would be overcome without any problems and there would still be about a million players left alive to fight against the monsters of the fifth and final wave. In the last wave, as long as they held out long enough for one of the other three zones to finish successfully, they would be able to receive support.

However, as Nangong Lei sighed with relief and saw victory at hand, he forgot something very important; that was, the purpose of the players, in addition to defeating the monsters, was to prevent them from breaking through the city gates.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, in one of the corners of the battlefield, a strange tiger-like beast with a pair of purple wings on its back jumped over the heads of several players and without caring about them ran at full speed towards the city gate.

"Look out!"

"Stop that beast!"

The players panicked and began to chase after the strange winged tiger.

Nangong Lei, attracted by the noise and screams, looked behind him only to see a purple flash that had reached the outskirts of the city, just one step away from entering.

"STOP!!!" Nangong Lei’s pupils contracted to the size of a needle and as he let out a furious scream he ran at full speed towards the strange monster.