I Am A Legendary BOSS 143 If You're Dead, It's Over

The players from the Black Lava Nation had nothing to say. Ever since they joined the Dawn Mercenary Team, they had so many missions that they could not complete everything. It was just that the rewards were slightly smaller. But the mercenary teams established by other NPCs did not dare to provoke them. They were on completely different levels.

It was simple.

They had money,

Ever since they had been recruited in the Dawn Mercenary team, NPCs had not attacked them.

But it was a pity that they were not in the City of Dawn. They were unable to participate in this mission.

On the other hand, the players from the Iron Nation were unhappy, but did not say anything. In any case, they were stubborn and liked to complain. They had no plans to give in. They were waiting for the war to start. Once they were attacked by the Black Lava Nation and the City of Dawn, they were done for.

It was evident that the players were stubborn. As long as they had joined a Camp, it was very hard to change their allegiance. It was not simply because they had their guild and good friends in the camp. It was also because of their image.

William did not need to prepare much. After he had issued a command for the players to assemble, over 40 thousand professional players had come and crowded the central square.

No matter whether they were mercenary troops or players, they did not stand or sit properly. They had simply gathered together. Some even used this opportunity to fight…

As for their strength?

A majority of the players were level 13 or 14. They still had white equipment and blue weapons. Only a small group of players, the tycoons, had silver and gold equipment.

William stood on the stage. He did not speak any nonsense and just uttered only two words. "Set off."

The army of 40 thousand set off towards the city of the Winged people. William did not take the regular troops with him. They did not fight battles for nothing. If the Winged people did not give them enough benefits, then why should his troops fight for them? They would settle the Winged people before talking about the Orcs.

The City of Dawn was not very far away from where the Winged people resided. However, it was tiring to walk through the narrow mountain roads. The army formed a long, meandering line stretching a few kilometers.

Many news anchors started a live broadcast of the entire journey, and in a short period of time, many comments had appeared. After all, this was the first large-scale battle in Gods that players could witness.

Angry Fatty had used underhand relations and successfully earned a spot beside William. Taking advantage of the looks of the city lord, he had become the most popular news anchor in Gods.

"Luckily I caught up this time. If I hadn't, my position as a news anchor in Gods would've been affected." Angry Fatty deliberately raised his webcam as he followed William. He tried to capture as much of the troops as possible.

William casually looked at the players behind him. He felt slightly guilty. He was not afraid that the players would turn against him. But if they were doubtful and wanted to destroy his armor, he would definitely have to fight back.

Once he fought back…

The entire group would be eliminated.

Since he did not stop them in the City of Dawn, he had utter confidence. In the case of a rebellion by the players, he would attack them until they deleted their accounts. The prince dared to say that he would not lose!

But this group of players had some conscience. They only formed groups and chatted among themselves. They had no intention of attacking him.

Oh and,

He brought 500 Elfin guards. They were all Bosses with middle-level and above bloodlines. They all had silver equipment and gold weapons.

Furthermore, Eric, an epic assistant leader, had also come…

William and the rest traveled through the mountains for a few hours. They finally reached the residence of the Winged people..

Simply put,

The cities and towns of the Winged people had been built on the top of a mountain, surrounded by dense forest. If the winged people reached level 70, they gained the ability to fly.

Before that, when they reached level 40, the Winged people could temporarily levitate. From a young age, they could not die from falling. Thus, no matter whether they were building cities or homes, they would choose a high spot that put them at an advantage.

When they approached the cities and towns of the William, William heard the clamor of battle!

The players' eyes lit up.

The prince narrowed his eyes. He had not expected to see the Orcs attack the city. He had been curious why the Winged people did not request for help through the transmission scroll. Now, he realized that he had placed the transmission scroll in the space ring. There was no reception…

"There are three legions of Orcs. The Winged people are doing their all to resist them at the city wall. For now, they are not at a disadvantage." A subordinate ran back and reported the situation.

"Then…" William turned around and looked at the players, who were excited. He wanted to say something inspiring.

"Let's go!!!"

"Orcs, I'm here!"

"Kill them!"

"My equipment is all ready. I'm here."

There were sounds of clattering.

The players formed a wave and instantly rushed over, running past William.

Chu Liuqiu, Changli Jiuge, Xiao Ayin and the rest looked at one another. Then, they glanced at their team leader, who was slightly dumbfounded. They also rushed forth decisively. After all, their mission score was most important…

On the other hand, Angry Fatty did not have the time to care about him. The audience was watching the war, not his face.

The army of players was very long. The people at the back did not know what had happened. They simply followed…

Thus, they passed by William, and the rest were once again left stunned.

The city lord was dumbfounded, and his face turned gloomy. But he could only follow them in annoyance. He wanted to see what results the players could bring.

"Damn, damn. Brothers, come here. I've been surrounded." A twin-sword warrior rushed in front. He had been sneaky at first, but then he became too excited. After eliminating an Orc, he rushed into the army of Orcs.

A group of dark, muscular Orcs awaited him, and they surrounded him. He instantly wailed in despair.

"F**k, work together, work together. What skills are you randomly using? They are all attacking me!" A player, whose health points had been reduced by 20% after being hit by battle energy, could not help but swear.

"Thump!"

An unlucky player had been stoned to death by his comrades. Before he could say anything, he was dead…

But this chaotic scene continued. There was no way to stop it.

"They are fighting back, the Orcs are fighting back. They have gone into formation." The player in front continuously shouted. The first wave of vanguard troops were too dispersed. Thus, many of them died.

Under the orders of their commander, the army of Orcs had stabilized their morale. They began to make formations.

Although Orcs had low intelligence, they were nervous and afraid of being attacked.

But when they interacted with the players, they realized that their enemies were not very fierce. Their weapons were thin. Their attacks were not painful either. What did they have to be afraid of?

Suddenly, the orcs turned fierce.

Chaos ran rampant among the army of players.

The players in front, who could not defend against the attacks, began to retreat. However, the players behind did not give them any chances. They pushed the players in front to use their skills.

Even if they could hear that the players in front could no longer bear it, did it have anything to do with them?

"Kill! Just get rid of him. What are you so afraid of? If you are afraid of dying, why are you playing this game?"

Despite these comments.

The players suffered, but they could not say anything. The shield-bearer Orcs in front of them had gone into formation, and the players could not break through it. They had no organization, no discipline, and no formation. If they went up, they would just be walking to their deaths.

After some of them died, they did not dare to revive on the spot. They chose to revive at the army flag!

They would revive wherever the army flag was. If the army flag was gone, the players in this battle would be done for.

William saw that hundreds upon thousands of players were reviving near the army flag. He silently sighed. Although their mission was to die, he did not mean this.

If too many players died, it was also a loss. They would not be useful in the war against the Iron Nation.

He wore his Thunder equipment set, but had no weapons. He did not plan on using any weapons. He just stretched out his limbs. He planned to use force to disperse the players.

He nonchalantly reached the front of the Orc army.

In just one step, he had covered three meters.

Five meters.

Ten meters.

He ran faster and faster!

Thunder battle energy surrounded his body!

It turned into lightning.

Crash!

A blue line ran through the army of Orcs, and everywhere it went, heavy injuries followed. Hundreds of Orcs were sent flying…

The thousands of players in front gulped…

Fatty's live broadcast was momentarily silent…

Chapter end