The entire Liberty City had been cast into a complete mess.
Out of everyone’s expectations, ‘Fist King’ Lei Zonglie turned into an iron giant almost a hundred meters tall, increasing the combat ability of ‘Great Iron City’ by magnitudes.
The spiritual shield around itself was as brilliant and dazzling as a supernova outbreak!
Under the eight enormous limbs that were waving crazily, the crystal tanks became the most vulnerable matchboxes. Both the bandits and the Immortal Cultivator players fled in panic.
Whoever stood in his way would immediately learn the feeling of desperation when the twenty-meter-long saber was slashed at them!
The defense line inside and outside of Liberty City had completely collapsed.
The Fist King moved to the center of Liberty City unwaveringly, where the tower to the sky was located!
Even the bandits and players on his own side were appalled by his toughness and dominance, and they did not approach with a thousand meters from him, fearing that they might be bashed into smithereens by his hammer while he was on a killing spree, which seemed to have already happened several times.
All in all, the battlefield became an utter mess everywhere. Both the attackers and the defenders looked at the iron monster in bewilderment.
‘Fist King’ Lei Zonglie became the only protagonist of the war game!
Right then…
The City in the Sky emanated weird redness. Countless stars broke into the atmosphere at an unbelievable speed, raising a storm of fire inside and outside of Liberty City immediately and leaving thousands of craters on the ground.
Blasts spread out everywhere at the same time. A lot of sinners and Immortal Cultivator players were blown into the air. Some of the less fortunate ones who happened to be standing on the landing points of the ‘shooting stars’ were immediately blown up and vaporized.
Those ‘shooting stars’ turned out to be silver weapon boxes from the sky. They were an advanced model that the sinners had never seen before with a scary mark of skeleton engraved on the surface. The sinners who dared to approach them would immediately be struck by electric arcs without any mercy, which made it impossible for them to open the cases.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The Immortal Cultivator players, on the other hand, received the latest instructions from Manjusaka.
The Battle of Liberty City had risen from a golden quest to a platinum quest, and they were about to be aided by reinforcements and new weapons.
Also, the goal for the players who had been randomly distributed to the Fist King’s side before changed.
All the Immortal Cultivator players now shared the same goal, which was to suppress the Fist King!
“A platinum quest! One that is only under a legendary quest!”
“My goodness! What kind of monster is this? How can it be a target for all of us?”
“The paradise of sins is truly exciting. Fighting such a behemoth is even more gratifying than fighting the Covenant Alliance on the frontlines!”
“Hooo. New magical equipment and new gear. Awesome!”
With the aid of the virtual guidance arrowheads, the players soon located tremendous airdrops. After opening them with special passwords, the players found brand-new, even more powerful crystal suits in them, as well as abundant cutting-edge magical equipment that could be installed on the crystal suits. They were entirely renewed after they put on the new weapons!
Like hot-air balloons that had been filled up again, they were brimming with confidence.
“Fist King? Die!”
The players roared and soared into the sky. With their high momentum and agile movements, they hovered around Great Iron City rapidly and rained their firepower upon the Fist King.
Even if the Fist King was truly not a human being but an artificial intelligence of a super high performance, it must abide by the law of the Land of Sins. All the materials that it used to build ‘Great Iron City’ were either charity from the Heavenly Rails or garbage collected from the city ruins. Some had even been given by Wuying Lan on purpose after discovering its potential.
Its database and logic circuits could turn ‘become the strongest’ into an ineffaceable belief.
But its jumbled body was incomparable to the most advanced crystal suits of the Imperium of True Human Beings.
The Immortal Cultivator players, whose gear had been completely upgraded, were utterly different from the panic and desperation players a moment ago.
Even if the Fist King could still kill some of them, they could land a blow on the Fist King.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Fist King’s outer plate armor was finally blown up by the players, revealing the vulnerable and messy components inside. Countless small spiritual puppets were blown out of the holes and fell to the ground in pieces.
The Fist King’s unstoppable momentum was disrupted, and even more players saw its weakness. They attacked the joints of its eight mechanical arms and its body hard and chopped off two of the mechanical tentacles, which cramped on the ground hard like dying serpents.
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“Who are you exactly?” The Fist King was not supposed to have the feeling of pain, yet he was roaring in agony. “Why do you have weapons and ammunition from the sky? Why are you all stopping me from occupying the Elysian World? Why are your techniques and gear so weird?
“You are not sinners! You are not the assassins and mercenaries from the Valley of Thorns!
“You are from the sky. You have come here through the Heavenly Rails to my battlefield. What do you want exactly?”
The Fist King waved his remaining six arms as if he had gone mad, raising endless tornadoes around him, while he crashed at the tower to the sky without caring about anything, as if he wanted to blow up the tower with his gargantuan body and make Manjusaka collapse.
It was a shame that nothing was of any use.
The Heavenly Rails and the City in the Sky did not stand based on the support of the tower, which was nothing more than a tube to transmit resources. There were more than a hundred such tubes throughout the entire Land of Sins.
Besides, the Fist King could not make it to the tower.
Among the ‘shooting stars’ from the sky just now, there were more than ten special assault cabins besides the weapon boxes.
After they crashed heavily, they exploded like flowers. More than ten Exos wearing colorful, glamorous crystal suits in the form of insects flew out of them.
Spiders, mantises, locusts, scorpions, mosquitoes, flies, centipedes, butterflies, dragonflies… It was almost as if a dozen mechanic worms that had been enlarged hundreds of times had flown into the sky unhurriedly.
They were not in a hurry to attack the Fist King fiercely but simply hamstringing and harassing him from nearby like annoying flies and mosquitoes, creating the best opportunities for the regular Immortal Cultivator players to attack.
Under the interference of the weird Exo team, the Fist King’s previous invincibility was entirely gone. He was not able to defend himself, and the problems of the enormous body size and the sluggish movement were exposed to the maximum extent.
Even more critically, the Fist King was running out of spiritual energy.
The Fist King is done for!
Deep inside ‘Great Iron City’, Li Yao had already protected Han Te and Liu Li. He also established a protective layer of spiritual energy that felt like a mattress to resist the blasts and shocks each greater than the last.
Sensing the air of the ever-emerging experts on the battlefield and the defense line of the Immortal Cultivators further away, Li Yao secretly sighed.
However capable the Fist King was, he had been playing inside the Immortal Cultivators’ hands. How could it possibly blow up the world that had been sealed?
Whatever he was, he could not avoid the boundary of the basic law of energy. To drive the giant Great Iron City to conduct such violent fighting, inestimable spiritual energy needed to be consumed every second.
It was already his limits to march there from the periphery of Liberty City against the barrage of thousands of demons.
Even the last block of fuel inside ‘Great Iron City’ must have been burnt up by his crazy fighting will.
Li Yao could obviously sense his fury, regret, embarrassment, and confusion.
Such intense emotions made Li Yao start to wonder again. Was the Fist King a ‘he’ or an ‘it’?
“I’m sorry.”
Right then, Li Yao suddenly heard the Fist King’s poignant voice from every corner around.
“This world is too strong. I’m lost. Even you have been involved in this.”
Li Yao thought of something. He knew that the Fist King was not speaking to the two little fellows but obviously to him.
With everything coming to this point, there was no need for Li Yao to keep everything a secret anymore. He said in a hurry, “Wait a moment. I’m still confused about a lot of things.”
“What you do not understand, I do not understand, either, but it is not important anymore,” the Fist King said. “Just find a way to escape. I know that you are probably capable of escaping with your abilities.”
“What are you going to do?” Li Yao said in a hurry. “Where there is life…”
Before he finished his sentence, he had already sensed that the world was shaking, and the wind was blowing.
The Fist King had concentrated whatever was left of his spiritual energy on the anti-gravity rune arrays and the power rune arrays on his chassis. As flames of light surged out like torrents, he rose into the sky and flew higher and higher, charging at the Heavenly Rails and Manjusaka!
On the ground, the dust raised had swept across Liberty City.
All the sinners in the Land of Sins looked up at the sky from the dust, staring at the Fist King, who was charging at the firmament.
“Manjusaka, the City in the Sky—what the f*ck are you exactly?”
The Fist King burst into laughter. His chainswords, sabers, and axes hummed and released brilliance that could tear apart the sky in thunderous roars.
In great shock, countless Immortal Cultivator players hurried to move forward to block him.
The bizarre squad of insect-like Exos changed their attitude, too, and launched the most aggressive attacks at the Fist King.
However, the Fist King’s body was simply too enormous. Even though they could rip off the enormous components and even cut the Fist King’s mechanical tentacles one after another, leaving more than a hundred giant fireballs on the Fist King’s body, they could not stop the Fist King from launching one final attack.
‘Fist King’ Lei Zonglie turned his entire body into a giant fist while he broke through the atmosphere beyond the clouds and punched the City in the Sky in the most devastating way.
“Argh!” the Fist King roared. “Nobody can mount the high horse above my head. Fall now, Manjusaka!”
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