MMORPG: Martial Gamer

Chapter 1730 1730: The City is Filled with Holy Light Armor

It has already been mentioned in the previous text that the dark faction, from the main city to the players, predominantly features dark colors.

As the capital of the dark faction, Dark City is even more characterized by its darkness.

In this overarching environment, any hint of white stands out dramatically, not to mention a player who maximizes the effects of their equipment and skills.

Under the dazzling holy light, it was truly eye-catching; players within a radius of several dozen meters were all drawn to it.

With seven to eight thousand followers of Dawn's First Ray shining simultaneously, the scene resembled a black hall suddenly illuminated by seven or eight thousand incandescent bulbs, brightening the eyes of the Dark City players. Looking around, it gave the impression of thousands of pear trees in bloom.

As the followers of Dawn's First Ray ran through the entire city, they instantly enveloped Dark City in a blanket of white holy light.

Initially, Dawn's First Ray did not understand why Fearless was so confident that seven to eight thousand people could hold back the players of Dark City. Now, upon witnessing this scene, he suddenly realized.

Damn, Fearless actually used the contrast of colors to create the illusion of a million-strong army with just seven to eight thousand people.

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As for the players of Dark City, seeing the white light illuminating from all directions, they were taken aback. Watching the surrounding holy light encircle them, they all turned pale with fear.

"Oh no! The light dogs have invaded the city!"

This sudden encirclement of holy light caught the players of Dark City completely off guard; in an instant, they were thrown into chaos, fleeing in all directions.

At the same time, the guards at the entrance of the Dark Council also noticed the players from the City of Holy Light not far away, all startled, and quickly drew their weapons and formed a stance.

Just as the formation was set, a loud shout came from the crowd: "Not good, there's a traitor!"

"!!!?"

The guards at the entrance of the Dark Council, who were tense and focused on the front, suddenly heard the shout and were taken aback, quickly turning around.

At that moment, they saw the duo Frost Blade and Darknorth Fisher brandishing daggers, leaving a trail of white light as they sprang out from the rear ranks, disappearing into the distance in no time.

Teamwork relies first on discipline, and second on trust among teammates.

If you can't even trust your teammates, who can you entrust your back to?

However, this sudden turn of events left the guards dumbfounded, and their trust in their companions plummeted instantly...

Everyone hurriedly scattered; the formation they had just set up collapsed in an instant. People grouped in threes and fives, glancing at each other, their eyes filled with obvious wariness and fear.

Of course, among these guards, there were also some level-headed leaders. Seeing the chaos, one quickly shouted, "Everyone stay calm, someone must have caused trouble just now; quickly, get back into position."

The two assassins' method of sowing discord was not particularly clever; the guards were only caught off guard due to their suddenness.

With the leader's reminder, everyone started to regain their composure, their fear dissipating significantly.

"Boom!"

However, just as the guards relaxed slightly, a loud explosion sounded, and a sea of flames erupted from the ground.

Instantly, white light shot up as the fire engulfed dozens of people.

"Hahaha!"

At the same time, a maniacal laugh came from atop a building. Everyone looked up in surprise to see a very ugly mage in a black robe floating in mid-air. This was none other than "Li Ming Du", the Grand Mage of the Quan Zhen Sect.

Li Ming Du held a crimson staff that emitted a dazzling light, resembling a phoenix soaring in flight, his aura extremely impressive.

This equipment, this appearance, and this demeanor were clearly not what players of the dark faction would have.

"Wow!"

The guards, who had just regained their composure, froze upon seeing this and scattered again.

Seeing that all eyes were drawn to him, Ming Du triumphantly proclaimed, "Dark City has already been conquered by our forces; you idiots are still waiting here to die!"

Having said that, Ming Du spread his wings and vanished into the horizon.

"Bullshit!"

Hearing Ming Du's words, the leading guard player named "Two O'Clock in the Afternoon" couldn't help but curse. Just as he was about to say something, the followers of Dawn's First Ray, under his command, had already rushed to the vicinity of the Dark Council.

Behind them, the cries of players from Dark City echoed: "Not good, the light dogs are attacking the city!"

Almost simultaneously, "Two O'Clock in the Afternoon" received messages from others: "Not good, Dark City has already been conquered by players from the Holy Light faction."

The speed at which news spreads in the game is incredibly fast. Moreover, the fact that the entire Dark City was under attack by players from the Holy Light faction was something everyone was aware of.

"Damn!"

Upon seeing this news, the fear in everyone's hearts surged. There was a glimmer of morale left, but now it completely collapsed.

"Impossible!"

"Two O'Clock in the Afternoon" was not foolish. Although surprised by the news, reason told him that such a thing was impossible... How could players from the Holy Light faction infiltrate without anyone noticing? You could still feel the density of players in the main city, right?

Although Dark City is the capital, accommodating a million players is no problem, but to conquer Dark City, there should at least be a comparable number of skilled players. No matter how big Dark City is, it could definitely feel crowded with two million players! But now, not only was it not crowded, but they couldn't even feel the presence of more people around. There must be a plot behind this.

Thinking of this, "Two O'Clock in the Afternoon" quickly shouted, "Everyone, don't believe the rumors; someone is stirring trouble... just hold your positions!"

This guy was trying to use words to rally morale once again.

However, the truth is often held by a few, and one person's clarity does not constitute clarity for all. The presence of players from the Holy Light faction throughout Dark City was a reality that everyone could see; why should they believe your words?

With his subordinates not listening, "Two O'Clock in the Afternoon" was both surprised and angry, wanting to say something but hesitating.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the sound of a bowstring snapped, and before "Two O'Clock in the Afternoon" could react, a thick arrow pierced through his head.

Although he was the leader, while he was present, the others felt too embarrassed to run away directly. But now that "Two O'Clock in the Afternoon" was dead, all the players at the entrance of the Dark Council turned into headless flies.

At this moment, another shout rang out from the crowd: "Are we just going to stand here waiting to die?"

"Exactly! We might as well fight back against the light dogs!"

Such voices echoed from all corners of the crowd.

"Let's fight!"

Hearing this, the guard players looked at the players from the City of Holy Light who were already "surrounding" them, and with a firm resolve, they picked up their weapons and charged at the players from the City of Holy Light.