Chapter 717: Score Gathering

"We are right! Destroying these supply carts granted massive scores. Let's get to work!" Jack yelled.

The others also saw Jack's score shoot up on the projection in the sky. That alone had given them the motivation.

Leavemealone copied Jack's method, he activated his weapon's Overlimit and used his Fire God Barrage, destroying four carts as well.

"Copycat!" Jack uttered. He then said, "Let's head over to the farther part. Those black-armored soldiers will be coming soon. We will get hindered when they came. Let the golden knights deal with them, we focus on destroying as many carts as possible. Spread out! Each person takes on one cart. Don't kill-steal from own teammates!"

Everyone agreed with Jack's plan. They ignored the closest carts and head deeper. They could hear the golden knights behind them clashing with the enemy soldiers that chased over. There were still some loose enemies hanging around the carts, but they seemed to be only lowly workers, they were basic and elite grades. The players had no problem dispatching these workers before targeting the supply carts.

After they put a good distance between them and the battling enemies behind, they got to work. Jack, Jet, and Paytowin resummoned their pets and techno golem to help them destroy the supply carts. They dished out all their skills right from the start. Everyone destroyed at least one cart because of that, but the progress slowed down significantly when they had only standard attacks to rely on. 50,000 damages still need a decent amount of time if they use only standard attacks. Domon, Jet, and Jack were exceptions. Domon and Jet because they could use mana manipulation in their standard attacks. For Jack, his base damage was already very high and he had a ridiculously large arsenal of skills and spells.

Jack went all out. Based on the previous run, he knew they didn't have much time. Added with the four carts he destroyed previously, he had destroyed eight supply carts already in total when he noticed Grace was dealing damage to the cart next to him. She seemed to be having trouble. Although Inquisitor gained decent melee capability, it was still originally a Healer class, its damage was not that impressive.

Jack used Wind Slash, the wind energies sliced through his cart and went on to hit Grace's as well, bringing down a significant amount of HP. He also sent Therras over to assist Grace, but kept the pet in check with a part of his mind so that Therras didn't accidentally destroy the cart. Grace glanced over with an expression of gratitude.

"A nice guy you are," Jack heard a voice from the other side. He turned and saw Red Death was stabbing a supply cart on his other side.

"Go and help your girlfriend, she seemed to need the help," Red Death added.

"Uh," Jack was confused for a moment. Her tone seemed to carry resentment. Was she bitter because he helped Grace and not her? Jack then fired a Mana Bullet and Energy Bolts at the cart Red Death was hitting at.

Red Death glared at him for the act. "I said help her, I don't need your help!"

She did multiple quick stabs at her cart which was low on health already. It broke and she then went to target another cart some distance away.

Jack was clueless about her reaction. He could only go back to dealing with the supply cart in front of him. He left Therras with Grace though, the girl did need the help.

When Jack broke his tenth supply cart, he heard Giant Steve's yelling from the back. "Contact!"

He looked back and saw several black-armored mutated soldiers approaching. Giant steve had started clashing with them. Jet was nearby so he helped. He was in his panda form.

Jack rushed over, firing Mana Beam in the process, before diving into the enemies' midst with Charge, executing Whirlwind Slash and casting Ice Ring before jumping out and casting Arcane Turbulence.

"Go! I will handle this," Jack said to him. Giant Steve was a Sentinel who had a great defense but only average damage, so he hadn't destroyed many supply carts.

"Appreciated," Giant Steve replied and went away.

Jack proceeded to deal with the enemies there. As he fought, he noticed Jet was fighting alongside him.

"Hey, I said I can handle them. You go and destroy more carts," Jack said.

Jet didn't leave. He said, "Killing these enemies will yield points as well, right? I am getting bored just hitting carts. Now that there are real opponents, let me play as well."

"Hehe, then let's play," Jack said.

"Why are you not in your ugly wolf form?" Jet asked as he grabbed a half-wounded level 48 rare elite opponent and threw it away.

"Who do you call ugly? My wolf form is better than the other standard beastmaster!" Jack replied. He then transformed.

"Now that's better. Hey, stop the others from bothering me for a second," Jet uttered as he chased the rare elite that he had thrown away. It seemed that his intention was isolating that enemy from the rest.

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Jack did as asked, he clawed and sent range attacks to every enemy there to draw their aggro. Thankfully, there was no mythical grade amongst the enemies here, but a rare elite was also very troublesome already. Jack thought Jet made the right call of not underestimating the rare elite and decided that he needed to fully focus on dealing with that enemy.

He looked back just in time to witness Jet performing that complex punch technique that had caused him trouble in their team match, the Seven Injuries Fists.

Although natives had higher HP, their movement and fighting patterns tend to be dull. They didn't have complex maneuvers as martial artists. Hence it was easier for Jet to land his hits compared to when he was fighting Jack.

Jet's seven fists hit his opponent's different body parts one by one. When the seventh fist struck. A series of lines appeared along the rare elite's body, seemingly connecting the seven spots where Jet had punched. They appeared as if a constellation.

Suddenly, these lines that formed the constellation turned blindingly bright. It then exploded spectacularly. The HP bar above the rare elite went down all the way to zero. Its body then disintegrated.

"Holy f*ck!" Jack uttered. "Is that martial art for real? It can produce a crazy display like that?"

Jet actually seemed as surprised as Jack. "Uh… I also didn't expect that. When I used it in the real world, it simply kills the target without that weird light show."

"Wait, you killed someone in the real world using that martial art?" Jack asked.

Jet seemed to realize something. He hurriedly said, "What are you saying? Of course, I never kill anyone. You must have heard wrong. Ah! More enemies coming from there, I will go there and stop them."

He immediately ran off.

Jack looked at him. "Very suspicious," he muttered.

But more enemies indeed came. Several were even rare elites. Although he was able to deal with a rare elite now, fighting multiple at the same time was still an impossible task. All he could do was just hold them and kept their attention on him so that everyone could continue destroying the carts. Peniel cast Healing Field to help Jack endure.

While he thought that he couldn't hold on, a blast of energy sent several enemies away. He turned and found his grandfather there.

"It seemed like you need help," Domon asked.

"How many carts have you destroyed?" Jack asked.

"Ten," Domon replied.

'Same as me,' Jack thought, impressed. He then said, "Good, let's stop these enemies so the others can continue destroying the carts." At the same time, he also sent a message in the party chat, "Those that have destroyed at least ten carts, come and help hold the line. The others continue destroying more carts."

As they fought on, Jack saw Jet who was on the other side was having trouble. "Go help uncle Jet!" Jack said to his grandfather.

"The situation here also doesn't seem good," Domon said.

"Don't worry, I'll manage!" Jack said and activated Gold Scale Armor.

"All right," Domon said. He then used Charge and headed over to where Jet was.

"Ugh… The situation truly doesn't look good," Jack uttered as more and more enemies arrived. The golden knights back there were getting thinner, they couldn't stop these black soldiers from coming here. Peniel had used Fast Heal and Group Fast Heal on Jack, but his HP was still going down steadily facing these many opponents. He even used his Recovery Ring's active ability to heal himself. Jack had also summoned his ten wolves and called Therras to come and aid him, but he was still having trouble.

'Has none of the others destroyed ten carts yet?' He wondered. He was about to send a chat message requesting reinforcements when he saw a golden armored figure high in the air before coming down cleaving a rare elite right in front of him.

This golden figure then did a double whirlwind slash, forcing the surrounding enemies back.

This figure wore a golden chest plate with a lion-head carving. It was the mythical-grade champion, Mihos.

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