Novel Full Chapter 430 The Great War of Ront City [Part 3]
Chapter 430 The Great War of Ront City [Part 3]
Villain Ch 430. The Great War of Ront City [Part 3]
The battle raged on. It became evident that it was now the warriors’ and assassins’ turn to step up and face Zoe and Vivian. These foes had proven to be a formidable challenge, and the warriors and assassins were well aware of the task that lay before them.
With swift and precise movements, they engaged Zoe and Vivian in combat. The clash of weapons filled the air as they skillfully deflected the two villains’ attacks. Their expertise in close-quarters combat allowed them to put up a better resistance, and they fought fiercely to hold their ground.
Despite their efforts, some players were still struck by Zoe and Vivian’s attacks, sending them hurtling over the city wall and into the sea of monsters. The loss of their comrades was a bitter pill to swallow, but there was no time to mourn. New players swiftly took their place on the battlefield, determined to continue the fight.
The battle was characterized by the relentless clash of weapons and the constant efforts of the assassins to approach Zoe and Vivian for surprise attacks. These repeated assaults began to wear down the villains, gradually cornering them and making it increasingly difficult for them to advance.
Amid the chaotic battle, the ranged players swiftly adapted, repositioning themselves and splitting their responsibilities. Their focus was divided between attacking the advancing monsters and confronting the villains outside the city walls. The majority of them concentrated their firepower on Larissa and Bella, casting spells and releasing volleys of arrows to disrupt the villains’ abilities and hinder their actions.
The healers, demonstrating remarkable multitasking abilities, divided their attention between tending to the wounded players and utilizing their protective barriers to deflect the onslaught of Larissa and Bella’s attacks. It was a challenging juggling act, but their dedication to both offense and defense was crucial in this intense battle.
As both sides of the city walls were embroiled in combat, the players’ attention waned, and their vigilance to the front began to falter. The relentless advance of the monstrous horde brought them perilously close to the city gate. This time, it wasn’t just ordinary monsters; formidable boss monsters and mini-bosses also joined the fray, with the exception of Mummy King, Doppelganger, and Lust, who remained absent from the battlefield. However, one colossal boss monster, the Behemoth, stood out among the rest, capturing the players’ undivided attention.
The Behemoth, a half bull half lion colossal boss monster, dominated the battlefield with its sheer size and presence. Towering over the other monsters, it stood nearly as tall as the city walls themselves, rendering the other creatures beneath it insignificant by comparison. The ground trembled beneath its massive feet as it advanced, sending shockwaves of fear through the players.
With a deafening roar that reverberated throughout the battlefield, the Behemoth demanded the undivided attention of all players. Its menacing visage and formidable stature made it clear that this was a force to be reckoned with.
To make matters worse, the Devil Emperor perched atop the Behemoth, asserting his authority over the chaotic scene. His eyes glowed a sinister shade of red as he focused the dark energy on his hand, his malevolent intentions apparent. A wicked smile played upon his lips, hinting at the impending chaos and destruction he intended to unleash upon Ront City.
The ranged players launched their attacks at the Devil Emperor, their spells and arrows were expertly deflected by the Emperor’s black lances. The Gryphon, under the Emperor’s command, continued to harass and disrupt the concentration of the available ranged players, making it even more challenging to land a hit.
WizardLord, the leader of the ranged players, assessed the situation and realized they were reaching their limits. He swiftly made a decision and called out to the tanks positioned behind the gate.
“They’re closing in!” he urgently announced to the line of tanks ready for action. 𝒃𝙚𝙤𝙫𝒆𝒍．𝙘𝒐𝙢
Upon hearing the news, Elio wasted no time in issuing his orders. “Get ready!” he commanded, rallying all the knights and paladins to prepare themselves, weapons at the ready.
With determination in his voice, Elio shouted, “Open the gates!” It was time for the defenders to brace themselves for the impending clash with the relentless onslaught of monsters and the menacing presence of the Devil Emperor.
The massive gates of Ront City creaked open, revealing a terrifying sight that sent shivers down the spines of the defending players. The forefront of the monstrous horde had reached the city’s entrance, with some low-level creatures like slimes mingling among the more formidable foes. The players, however, paid little heed to the harmless slimes, knowing they posed no significant threat and couldn’t do much damage even if they entered the city.
But what truly struck fear into their hearts was the ominous figure atop the Behemoth – the Devil Emperor himself. His piercing gaze was fixed squarely on Elio as if he had been eagerly anticipating this confrontation.
Elio clenched his teeth, determined to push past the nervousness that threatened to consume him. Leading an army of this size was a daunting task, and he could feel the weight of the responsibility on his shoulders. But he couldn’t afford to falter now. With unwavering resolve, he barked out his command, “Charge!” The rallying cry echoed through the ranks as the defenders surged forward, ready to face the Devil Emperor and his monstrous horde head-on.
The knights and paladins wasted no time, charging out from behind the city wall with a thunderous roar. Their armor clanged and their war cries filled the air as they bore down upon the monstrous horde with unwavering determination. Their weapons gleamed in the dim light as they clashed with the advancing monsters, the clash of steel against scales and flesh ringing out in a chaotic symphony of battle.
Elio led the charge at the forefront of his knights, his sword held high as he was ready to strike down any monster that dared to cross his path. His heart pounded in his chest, and the adrenaline surged through his veins.
Unbeknownst to the defenders, a lone slime, a seemingly harmless creature, had managed to slip past the defenders and infiltrate the city. It oozed its way through the narrow opening of the closing gate, its translucent body easily escaping the players’ vigilant eyes.