Chapter 117 Trap

The situation was urgent. Oathless Sword, Reflection of Age, and the others had no time to ponder what kind of trap this was. Although they had always known Han Family Young Master's insidious nature, this time they did not doubt the information he revealed in the slightest. After all, this person was insidious but with a purpose. In the current situation, there was no possibility of him trying to frame them, the Guild of Swords and Roses, to make them enemies, no matter how they thought about it!

But now that they were really in a trap, they couldn't help but re-evaluate the situation. But there was no time to dwell on it; all available time was spent calling for help.

Fortunately, the nearly two hundred elites that Oathless Sword had selected for this ambush were all skilled members of the guild, with excellent coordination. After a slight panic upon encountering the sudden attack, they immediately began an orderly retreat after the guild leader's instructions were conveyed. They couldn't break through; everyone was blocked in the alley. They could only drill out from the other end and head towards the location where they had originally planned to ambush their opponents, hold their ground, and await reinforcements.

"Damn it, what the hell is that guy up to this time?!" Reflection of Age, Wind Walker, and Oathless Sword were all experts. The path they were personally guarding was clearly stronger than the others, and dealing with the opponent's impact wasn't too difficult. After stabilizing from the initial panic of the attack, they had the strength to speak.

"Let's deal with what's in front of us first!" Oathless Sword wasn't as relaxed as Reflection of Age. The warrior he was facing was a worthy opponent, and he didn't have a sure chance of winning in a one-on-one fight. In the midst of the chaotic battle, he had to constantly be on guard against hidden knives and arrows, so he couldn't afford to be distracted.

"Hmph, colluding with the studio to grasp our movements, did you think this little trick could fool us forever?" The opposing warrior suddenly said.

Oathless Sword and the others were a little stunned. It turned out that their opponent was just one step ahead, not intentionally framing them! Understanding this, Oathless Sword felt a little relieved. After all, being deliberately framed was a completely different feeling…

"Everyone, give it your all, kill!!" The warrior roared again.

"Everyone, stay calm, retreat!!" Oathless Sword was also calm and unhurried, retreating while fighting, not thinking of fighting to the death here.

Both sides in the melee suffered damage. The heroes from the main cities were numerous, while the players from the Guild of Swords and Roses were skilled in coordination. Especially after the Guild of Swords and Roses players completed their retreat and gathered together, their hundred-plus people formed a formation and cooperated, and their power rose to another level. They actually fought the more numerous side to a stalemate.

"Hold your ground! Wait for reinforcements!!!" Oathless Sword sent this message every now and then to remind everyone, just in case someone lost their cool and rushed into a head-on fight with the opponent. Oathless Sword was also experienced and saw that although the opponents were strong, their coordination was very rusty. It wasn't obvious during the previous small team battles, but now that the personnel from both sides had gathered, this shortcoming was suddenly magnified. With this advantage, Oathless Sword's confidence doubled. As long as his side didn't act impulsively and make mistakes, although it was impossible to defeat the opponent, there would be no problem in holding out until their own reinforcements arrived.

The problem that Oathless Sword could see, how could these big shots and experts of similar level not notice? Commander-in-chief Well-read and Weathered had already frowned and said to First Class Low Temperature beside him, "Don't you think something's wrong?"

"You mean?"

"Isn't Unrivaled Super Hottie a newly established guild that hasn't been around for many days? But look at these people, they coordinate very skillfully. How could they develop such skillful coordination in just a few days?" Well-read and Weathered said.

"The original members of Unrivaled Super Hottie should indeed be as you said, but later some members of the Ten Guild Alliance of Moonnight City joined them. The number of these people actually surpasses the original members of Unrivaled Super Hottie. They have been cooperating for a long time. If they are the foundation, and then supplemented by the original members of Unrivaled Super Hottie, it is not impossible to achieve skillful cooperation," First Class Low Temperature analyzed.

Well-read and Weathered nodded after listening, "That's a pretty effective method. But suddenly accepting a team that has more people than their own guild, aren't they afraid that the other party will become the main force?"

"The experts of Unrivaled Super Hottie can suppress them," First Class Low Temperature said lightly.

Well-read and Weathered nodded, understanding First Class Low Temperature's meaning. The core experts of Unrivaled Super Hottie were all well-known online game experts. Thousand Miles Drunk was probably someone they had already witnessed, which ordinary guilds did not have.

"Speaking of experts, why haven't we seen Thousand Miles Drunk yet?" Well-read and Weathered said.

"Sword Demon hasn't been seen either," First Class Low Temperature said.

"Could it be that we shot ourselves in the foot? Did the illusion of twenty teleport scrolls make them think that they didn't need to send out such top-level experts?"

"But Sword Demon is the guild leader. No matter what, he should be there to command in person, right?" First Class Low Temperature said.

"Let everyone pay more attention!" Well-read and Weathered said, sending a message in the team channel to let everyone pay attention to the movements of the opponent's experts.

"Hey, don't you guys think these guys are a little strange?" Try Again said.

"Are you talking about their coordination?" Well-read and Weathered smiled.

"The coordination problem can be explained, but now they are clearly putting on a posture of holding their ground. This is a bit like waiting for reinforcements!!" Try Again said.

"Thousand Miles Drunk hasn't been discovered..." First Class Low Temperature suddenly said.

"If he hasn't been discovered to this extent, it can only mean that he is not here," another person analyzed along this line of thought.

"Everyone, pay more attention to your backs," Well-read and Weathered quickly ordered.

"Maybe there will be more reinforcements?"

"But we have already analyzed the power relationships of Unrivaled Super Hottie. That Everlasting Life in the Flowers or Rebirth Purple Crystal are all third-rate characters. Only Waist Dancer in Rebirth Purple Crystal is a ruthless character, but she alone cannot turn the tide, so everyone doesn't need to worry too much. Just pay attention to Thousand Miles Drunk! This person is the real biggest hidden danger. As long as we can take care of him, the rest are just a matter of time," Well-read and Weathered said.

"Is that so? How much impact would dying once have on Thousand Miles Drunk's skills? Wouldn't he still come out to cause trouble and become our stumbling block?" Someone asked doubtfully.

"Who said he would only die once?" Well-read and Weathered asked rhetorically.

The big shots in this team, even if their reactions were fast or slow, were all veteran players who were familiar with the game. Hearing Well-read and Weathered's meaningful tone, they quickly understood his meaning with a turn of their heads.

"First let him kill out some PK points, preferably reaching above twenty. If he is killed at this time…" someone said.

"That's right, this is Thousand Miles Drunk's second problem. He insists on killing until his PK value reaches 29 before dealing with it. In the 20-29 PK value stage, is the best time for us to strike. Dying with four levels lost, all of his electric skills will be cleared, and with such a high PK value, the drop rate is amazing. If the Dark Night Glow Sword or something like that is dropped, Thousand Miles Drunk will be completely crippled," Well-read and Weathered said.

"Above 20 PK, that's the equivalent of 20 people's levels!" Someone sighed.

"This is also to avoid even greater sacrifices," Well-read and Weathered said.

Everyone nodded. Indeed, if it was just an ordinary kill of one level, how much difference would there be between the 42 and 43 levels of Thousand Miles Drunk? And the deceptive method of reflected damage would only succeed once at most, and after that it would at most be a limitation. So this time, we must make full use of it and cripple Thousand Miles Drunk in one go.

"The current opportunity is very good. Thousand Miles Drunk doesn't even have anyone with him. If he appears alone, it means that no one will remind him of the opponent's reflected equipment. This has saved us a lot of arrangements," First Class Low Temperature said.

"It seems that even luck is on our side this time," Well-read and Weathered smiled, "Let the reflection people stand by at any time, Thousand Miles Drunk may appear soon."

The reflection team had actually been standing by all the time. As the secret nuclear weapons in this battle, they did not participate in the front-line battle, but followed the team and the priests. And most of their members were warriors, which was a cautious arrangement. Although there were many priests with high constitution, it would be too abnormal for a group of priests to suddenly rush up and fight Thousand Miles Drunk head-on. To prevent this from arousing Thousand Miles Drunk's suspicion, warriors were more stable.

The reflection players who bore such heavy responsibility were a little nervous at this time, fearing that they would not be able to complete the important mission entrusted to them by the organization. They even hoped that Thousand Miles Drunk would not appear, so that they would not have to bear such a heavy responsibility. At this time, when they received the order that Thousand Miles Drunk might appear at any time, everyone took a deep breath. A warrior who served as the captain felt that he should have a bit of a captain's appearance, so he stabilized his emotions and comforted everyone, "Actually, this matter is not difficult. When you see Thousand Miles Drunk appear, find an opportunity and we will surround him."

"Find an opportunity, what kind of opportunity is that?" Someone asked.

"Don't appear too abrupt or too prepared, just naturally, like a natural reaction in battle," the captain said.

"So difficult..." Someone was in pain.

"You've been doing this kind of thing all the time when you PK, right?" the captain said.

"But if I suddenly have to do it intentionally like this, I don't know how to do it..."

"Relax, forget the equipment on your body, just think that you are going to chop Thousand Miles Drunk to death," the captain said. As he spoke, he suddenly felt that he had thought of a good idea, "That's right, just forget the equipment on your body, completely forget it, we are going to chop him to death. Really chop him, not acting! You think, even if you really chop him to death, isn't the result exactly the same as being reflected to death?" After the captain finished speaking, he breathed a long sigh of relief himself.

"Speaking like this, it seems really a lot simpler?" Everyone also found that this was indeed an effective idea. Just then, new instructions had already arrived, "Thousand Miles Drunk has appeared, coordinates xxx, xxx. Go to stand by at the speed of light!!"

The reflection players had already forcibly familiarized themselves with the coordinate distribution of this area, just in case they took the wrong path at the critical moment. As soon as they heard these coordinates, they immediately knew which path to take.

"Comrades, let's go," the captain ordered in a deep voice, and everyone confidently set off.

"Thousand Miles Drunk has appeared! Alone!!" When they received this news, the big shots almost couldn't help but clap their hands in celebration. It was really too smooth, this guy actually came to reinforce alone. Originally, their biggest concern was that Thousand Miles Drunk's companions would see through this trap. They had studied how to avoid this problem for a long time, but they didn't have absolute confidence in succeeding. They didn't expect Thousand Miles Drunk to take the initiative to help and cooperate with their actions alone.

"Where is he?" Well-read and Weathered asked.

"Coordinates xxx, xxx," was the reply.

"Huh, isn't that the one behind me?" Well-read and Weathered discovered.

"Do you want to go see?" First Class Low Temperature asked.

"It won't have any impact, right?" Well-read and Weathered laughed.

"It won't have any impact. It would be more stable for you to personally direct and arrange it," the big shots in the team channel encouraged.

"Then I'll go, everyone continue to work hard," Well-read and Weathered said.

"Haha, with Thousand Miles Drunk dead, what else can they expect? I really look forward to seeing their expressions when they hear the news of Thousand Miles Drunk's death!" Someone had already let out a victorious laugh.

Well-read and Weathered was closer to this side than the reflection team. When he arrived at the front line, the reflection team had not yet arrived. Thousand Miles Drunk was rushing over at high speed with his sword. The scouting players on the outer ring who sent the information made a very accurate judgment. Thousand Miles Drunk did not take a detour and did not choose an opponent. He rushed straight towards this area in a straight line and was about to collide with the players near Well-read and Weathered.

Before being excited, Well-read and Weathered first mourned a bit. Thousand Miles Drunk's appearance here would allow him to personally deploy and kill Thousand Miles Drunk, but it also meant that he would have to witness more than twenty players die under Thousand Miles Drunk's sword.

This arrangement was only known to their big shots. Everyone knew it tacitly and did not tell their subordinates. When Thousand Miles Drunk killed whoever he killed, everything was random. Even at this moment, the instructions that Well-read and Weathered issued to everyone could only be "Delay time, the reflection personnel will be here soon."

The previous reconnaissance, perhaps many people thought that it was to grasp Thousand Miles Drunk's movements and let the reflection team members arrive in advance. In fact, it was the opposite. Grasping Thousand Miles Drunk's movements was to control the timing of the reflection team members' arrival, the timing of PK value above twenty.

And now, he was going to witness the birth of this moment with his own eyes. Well-read and Weathered took a deep breath, and some players in the front row had already taken the initiative to rush towards Thousand Miles Drunk. Well-read and Weathered suddenly felt a little sad, although he did not know these rushing players.

The players who were ordered to "delay time" did not seem to really want to do so. Their ideas were the same as the captain of the reflection team. As long as they could kill Thousand Miles Drunk, whether it was reflected or surrounded, did it matter? It seemed that these people had not experienced the previous battles with Thousand Miles Drunk. They were full of courage, eager to make contributions, and when they surrounded him with high spirits, Well-read and Weathered even felt a little worried. He was afraid! He was afraid that Thousand Miles Drunk would accidentally hang up before killing twenty people.

Then Well-read and Weathered found that he had underestimated Thousand Miles Drunk again. This person's precision and accuracy in battle were almost the same as the system's NPC robot, and his ever-changing fighting style was something that NPCs could never achieve. The surrounding players were knocked down by him like cutting melons and vegetables. The white light of death set off his absolutely confident momentum. Well-read and Weathered already knew that perhaps this person might make mistakes in other aspects, but probably not in battle. This person was simply born for this.

The surrounding players also quickly realized that their dream of killing Thousand Miles Drunk seemed to be a bit too great. It was more realistic to "delay time" as ordered by the commander. They began to retreat and began to wander around. Although he was mentally prepared, Well-read and Weathered still felt a little unable to accept this scene: A street of players was being killed by one person and constantly retreating…

"Haven't the reflection team people arrived yet?" Well-read and Weathered was a little anxious. Thousand Miles Drunk was killing too fast. According to his secret count, it seemed that it had already passed ten. It was really that the guys who had surrounded him earlier were too easy to kill.

"Arrived!" At this moment, the voice of the captain of the reflection team sounded right next to Well-read and Weathered's ear.

Well-read and Weathered looked back and saw that the group of members they had prepared were all in place.

"Change equipment, prepare," Well-read and Weathered immediately ordered.

"Understood."

"Mix into the crowd, the moment you see my lightning array, rush up!" Well-read and Weathered said.

"Yes!"

The reflection players quietly mixed into the pile of players, while Well-read and Weathered began to count more intently.

"Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen… just two more," Well-read and Weathered had already taken out his staff, and his palms were full of sweat.

"Nineteen!" Another white light.

"Twenty! Okay!!!" Well-read and Weathered was not afraid of miscounting, because he counted very carefully and carefully. He did not want to use a few more deaths to confirm that Thousand Miles Drunk's PK value was above twenty. It was not a fun thing to count his companions falling one by one. Twenty was enough, and Well-read and Weathered did not want to see another one.

"Everyone, retreat!!" Well-read and Weathered suddenly shouted, and then with a wave of his staff, the lightning array came overwhelmingly.

"It's you again," Well-read and Weathered heard Thousand Miles Drunk's voice when the lightning array fell. And at this moment, all the players retreated, while the reflection players rushed out of the array at once. Well-read and Weathered's arrangement was not without purpose. The lightning array would more or less interfere with Thousand Miles Drunk's line of sight, making him ignore the subtle changes in their array. And the reflection team's sudden forward rush could be seen as wanting to force him back into the array. This looked like an effective tactical killer move, and only such cooperation with real combat significance could prevent Thousand Miles Drunk from becoming suspicious!

Well-read and Weathered not only counted Thousand Miles Drunk's PK value, but also counted his skills. Instant movement had just been used not long ago and was definitely on cooldown. At this time, he could only use the same method as last time to get out of the array. In this way, he would just meet the reflection team players, and he would take action accordingly!!

With such expectations, Well-read and Weathered did not dare to blink his eyes. This was the first time he anxiously hoped that someone would come out of his lightning array quickly. In the past, he was happy to see the other party struggling in his array.

"He's out!" The captain of the reflection team also widened his eyes, and he saw the black figure passing through the array.

"Force him back!" The reflection team leader performed Well-read and Weathered's tactical arrangement very realistically. So he saw the sword light coming up mercilessly.

Success! Well-read and Weathered clenched his fists excitedly.

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