Chapter 482: Chapter 130: A New Pattern Emerges After One Strike_1
Real catastrophe!
The whistling sound rang out, and it was only then that the iron tower brute realized that the deadly attack was coming from high above.
Moreover, the attack range is extremely wide, covering the entire valley where the team was located.
“Quick, withstand it, let’s withstand it together!”
At the critical moment, the iron tower brute played a trick and shouted so loudly.
Instead of telling his teammates the truth, that the attack targeted him.
The others could have taken the time before the attack hit to make an emergency dodge and not have to wait to die.
But he felt that he couldn’t hold it up alone, and the idea that came to his mind was to call more people to withstand it together.
Even if they have to die, they have to die together.
The witch team leader of the Flame and Metal Trading Company’s team is not an unprincipled person.
Originally, she hated the iron tower brute that Verna Morrison had forced into her team, and she disdained his lack of dignity and his lowly act of bowing to Verna.
How could she possibly do what the iron tower brute says?
Besides, doesn’t she know what kind of a person the iron tower brute is?
He is always the first one to go for the good jobs, and the first one to retreat when something bad happens.
In a crisis of life and death, the instinctive reaction of the iron tower brute is to slip away.
Not to make a full-defensive, fearlessly unrelenting stance like he is now.
There must be a change in circumstances that made him unable to retreat.
So…
“Quick, retreat, quick!”
The witch team leader didn’t even spare a glance at the iron tower brute, she didn’t even care about hiding her tracks, she directly pulled out a truck-like transportation vehicle, enlarged it, opened the car door, and sat in the driver’s seat.
In the roar of the “engine”, the remaining eight team members, just like the team leader, didn’t spare a glance at the iron tower brute, and one by one jumped onto the compartment.
With a swoosh.
The truck suddenly accelerated to its fastest speed, moving away from the iron tower brute, away from this valley.
“Come back, you guys come back!”
The iron tower brute turned his head and shouted loudly at his teammates who were retreating at a fast speed, but other than a mouthful of dust, it was futile.
He wanted to escape, he wanted to move, but he didn’t dare to move.
Because as soon as he moved, his heart would hurt, and it felt like it was going to explode!
This damn Second Talent: Danger Prediction.
Why does danger prediction have to be linked with the heart?
The iron tower brute gritted his teeth, resenting his once highly regarded second talent.
Besides resentment, under the circumstances of being locked in, the only thing he could do now was to keep piling up defenses.
Intercept in advance?
Intercept what?
He didn’t even know where and how the enemy launched the attack, or what kind of attack it was.
He just knew that he was about to be killed by an attack that had come inexplicably out of nowhere!
“Damn it, what the hell!”
When the Iron Tower brute saw that the attack was actually a thick and long metal stick falling from the sky, he couldn’t help but swear in anger.
But if swearing could help, then what’s the use of witchcraft?
All the defenses of the iron tower brute, shields, physical body, were like a layer of plastic film, and they were broken as soon as they were prodded by this thick and long metal stick.
Before he could even scream, the iron tower brute was no more.
Died as he lived, from beginning to end, by the stick.
Fulfilled his fate.
With a loud bang, the ten-ton, thick and long metal stick hit the ground of the valley with immense power.
The terrain of the valley where the iron tower brute was located instantly changed, the entire valley altered.
After the dust settled, there’s no valley left, just a big hole.
As for the iron tower brute?
Not even a hair was left behind, the whole person was directly poked into the deep ground by the ten-ton metal stick.
The others luckily escaped to the edge of the attack range, and the truck was flipped by the residual force.
Other than some slight abrasions on their skin, the witch team leader and the eight team members climbed out of the overturned truck, all looking back in the direction of the valley, their feelings very complicated.
There was relief at escaping death, confusion at not knowing the cause, hatred for the iron tower brute who wanted to drag them to their deaths, and deep fear.
Especially the witch team leader.
At the start of the competition, the witch team leader was specifically informed not to use any magic tools that exceeded the power of an official wizard’s attack.
But look at that valley that has completely disappeared, completely erased from existence?
Does this not exceed the level of an official wizard’s attack?
If this is the usual attack of the attacker who hasn’t shown up yet, whether it’s a team game or an individual game, what’s the point of this competition!
“Team… Captain, what happened?”
A team member with a broken right arm, his eyes filled with confusion, his speech unclear.
“Captain, this is an illusion, an illusion, right?”
Another team member, his forehead wrapped in a special bandage to promote healing of external wounds, felt like it’s not his scalp that was broken, but his brain.
“Shut up!”
Seeing that there was still a team member wanting to ask questions, the witch team leader was furious and scolded loudly, “If I knew what was going on, why would I be dazed like you guys? I would have surrendered and quit long ago! Why suffer this punishment! If I hadn’t run away on time, I might have died.”
Unfortunately, the witch team leader is a rich girl with her own airport.
Even if she was angry and her chest heaved violently, it wasn’t very noticeable.
Thus, she couldn’t fully attract the attention of the team members.