The Monster is Coming

Chapter 451 Twin Stars Shine, Uneven Confrontation

The encounter between these two dark horse upstarts in this competition was instantly brought to the forums and became a hot topic of discussion.

A large number of players flocked to arena number 12834.

When players enter the scene from a free perspective, their view passes through thick clouds.

The words "Storm Island" appeared briefly, then quickly disappeared.

on the island.

As the teleportation light faded, the deafening roar of the waves and the howling wind instantly engulfed the members of both battle groups.

They found themselves on an island isolated in the azure sea.

At the center of the island are jagged black rocky mountains with sparse vegetation and rugged terrain, providing limited cover.

All around were the raging, dark blue sea, with huge waves constantly crashing against the shore, whipping up clouds of white foam.

Thick, leaden-gray clouds hung low over the sea, with pale lightning flashing intermittently between them, instantly turning the dim sky and earth a ghastly white.

The damp, salty sea breeze blew strongly, stirring up sand and stones.

This is a battlefield environment with relatively small terrain.

At one end of the battlefield, on a high ground in the eastern part of the island.

The air rippled like water as the figures of the Mist Legion members solidified rapidly.

The blue-haired youth, Ye Ming, stood at the forefront of the battle. The strong sea breeze blew his blue hair back, and his black eyes calmly swept across the rugged battlefield before finally settling on the other side of the island.

Behind him, nearly six hundred assassins clad in dark gray leather armor stood motionless like rocks, enduring the wind and rain. Their breaths adjusted rapidly with their rhythm, gradually blending into the reef as if they were an integral part of the island.

Ye Ming was looking towards the beach on the west side of the island.

The other teleportation beam receded, revealing the Dragon Sparrow Legion.

Leading the group was Minghou, whose moon-white robe fluttered in the wind, maintaining his otherworldly demeanor.

Behind him, five hundred members with diverse styles were already in place.

Unlike the Mist Legion, they did not conceal themselves, but stood in a seemingly loose formation, yet the various elements in the air quietly converged upon them.

A storm is brewing over the island; battle is imminent.

Neither side made the first move, their eyes meeting in a distant gaze.

When Ye Ming saw his opponent clearly, his heart sank.

He doesn't believe he has the ability to make it into the top 100 in this competition.

Although they were confident in their own abilities and the combat skills of their people, the time they had been able to obtain player status was ultimately too short.

Compared to those top-tier battle groups.

They are at a disadvantage in every aspect, whether it's the number of Star Vein slots, the level of Body Tempering, the level of Life Soul, or the number of members in the battle group.

This gap can be bridged in the future, but it cannot be caught up at this stage.

But as long as you're not too unlucky, getting into the top 10,000 of the Stars Summit competition shouldn't be too difficult.

However, after seeing his opponent in the fifth round, he realized that it would be a tough battle.

How could he not recognize the other person's identity?

They had known each other in the ancient times, before the player faction was formed and before the Mist Clan was revived.

At that time, he was in dire straits, and the Fate Clan was the dangerous hope for breaking free from his shackles.

The other party's identity is none other than the Fate Master of the Dragon Sparrow lineage of the Fate Clan: Fate Throat.

At their peak, although both were demigods, there was a significant gap in combat power between him and Lifethroat.

Although everyone starts from level 0 after becoming a player, he is already behind in terms of growth time.

Perhaps the Dragon Sparrow Lord was affected by the development of the gambling city and did not actively hunt and grow for a period of time, but the combat skills he mastered were by no means inferior to his.

In this confrontation, the odds were stacked against them: more losses than wins.

Even so, Ye Ming did not give up.

When he was General Mingwu, he treated the Dragon Sparrow Lord with respect. This was the humility and survival wisdom that a weak race should have when facing a powerful race that they could not contend with in a cruel world.

That respect stems from the recognition of power, and also from the need for the continuation of the community.

But now, times have changed.

Player identity acts like an equalizer, smoothing out their inherent differences.

Now, they are standing on the same starting line.

The opponent may have taken a few steps ahead initially, but this is not an insurmountable gap.

At this moment, the battle is for the glory within the player's faction, as well as the future resources and prestige of the battle group.

Here, there is no General of the Mist, nor the Lord of the Dragon Sparrow, only competitors fighting for a common goal.

Respect should not be a reason to be afraid of battle, but rather a driving force to give it your all.

He wanted to use the Mist Clan's war-making skills to prove himself to this former powerhouse in this duel.

On this new stage, Ye Ming and the Mist Legion he leads are equally qualified to reach the pinnacle.

"Ready to fight."

Ye Ming's voice came through the guild channel, carrying an undeniable determination.

Sensing Ye Ming's change in mood, the members of the Mist behind him instantly sharpened their eyes, lowered their bodies slightly, and locked onto their target on the other side of the island, like cheetahs about to pounce.

The storm roared over the island, and a murderous aura filled the air.

"kill!"

At that moment, Ye Ming gave an order, and the members of the Mist behind him disappeared into the shadows of the reef like ghosts, vanishing in an instant.

"rise."

Minghou spoke calmly, and the five hundred Dragon Sparrow members behind him raised their hands simultaneously.

The faint spiritual patterns on the beach suddenly lit up, and a complex elemental magic circle covering half of the beach was instantly activated.

Flame runes flowed across the ground, vortexes swirled around it, and water vapor condensed into ice crystals that floated in mid-air.

The first round of the game has already begun.

Just then, nearly a hundred blurry shadows, using the reefs and the sound of waves as cover, cut into the Dragon Sparrow formation from different angles.

However, under the Eagle-Headed Demon's perception, stealth, apart from providing a speed advantage, cannot achieve any concealment.

They were met with a precise, millisecond-scale Frost Nova sweep.

The burst of elemental power, as if possessing a life of its own, bloomed at the most opportune moment as the shadows appeared, forcibly repelling the first wave of assassinations.

"Left side, triple flash, target the back row." Ye Ming's voice rang out coldly in the channel.

More than ten Mist Assassins appeared in quick succession on the left side of the beach, each time for less than 0.3 seconds, their blades aimed directly at the key support behind the formation.

[Spatial folding.]

Minghou didn't even look in that direction; he merely twitched his fingers slightly.

The space at the final landing point of the dozen or so assassins suddenly twisted and folded. Instead of successfully approaching their target, they were instantly teleported back to their initial jump point, bringing their attack to an abrupt halt.

High-frequency games are played out in the blink of an eye.

The Mist Legion, with its mobility and assassination skills, constantly probes and attacks, like a surging undercurrent.

The Dragon Sparrow Legion, with its exquisite elemental control and spatial manipulation, constructed an invisible barrier, precisely resolving crises time and time again.

Both sides primarily probed each other during this process, recording the other's attack characteristics and rhythm.

Both sides were like the card-counting process in a game of cards, sketching out each other's battle models in their minds.

As the battle intensified, Ye Xie made his move. With a wave of his hand, a grayish-purple dissolving mist spread from beneath his feet, quickly enveloping the Dragon Sparrow battle formation.

"Wind Barrier".

The girl wearing a wizard's hat next to Minghou suddenly raised her hand, and the raging sea wind was instantly drawn in, forming a rotating, violent wall of air in front of the battle formation.

The corrosive mist collided with the air wall, was deflected and diluted by the high-speed airflow, and could not penetrate it at all.

"Blow your gun." The girl raised her hand, making a shooting gesture in front of her.
"biu~"

boom!
The rotating air wall seemed to be infused with a soul, its front end suddenly contracting, and then, like a dragon opening its mouth, it spewed out a visible compressed airflow, transforming into a horizontally expanding destructive hurricane that crashed directly into the surging dissolving mist.

The grayish-purple poisonous fog collided head-on with the pure white hurricane. The thick, impenetrable fog, in the face of the storm, was like a nemesis; the fog was stirred up and then forcibly blown away and diluted like a rag.

Where the hurricane passed, the fog dissipated.

The dark battlefield, which was originally shrouded in poisonous fog, was instantly cleared out, revealing the corroded and pitted rocky ground below.

The strong wind pressure even forced the members of the Mist, who were hiding in the fog and preparing to launch a surprise attack, out of stealth mode. They steadied themselves in the wind, looking somewhat disheveled.

"It's now!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the Fate Clan cast a spell to deal with the poisonous fog, Ye Ming's figure suddenly blurred.

Approaching at high speed in a zigzag pattern, each leap precisely appearing in the gap where the nearby elemental senses were weakest, so fast that it left a trail of blue afterimages.

【Misty Mist - A Thousand Blades】

As Ye Ming approached within fifty meters of Ming Hou, he crossed his arms and unleashed a chain dagger that shot out. During its flight, the chain dagger multiplied into ten, then a hundred, creating hundreds and thousands of afterimages of daggers imbued with the "Spirit Sealing" property. Like a swarm of bloodthirsty bees, these afterimages enveloped all possible escape routes for Ming Hou.

This attack was conceived and unleashed in less than a second.

Faced with this deadly attack, Minghou slightly raised his eyes.

He did not dodge, but used one hand to draw and draw the elements together.

【Mirror World: Kaleidoscope】

Centered on him, the surrounding space instantly became like a kaleidoscope, fragmented, overlapping, and refracting.

The hundreds of afterimages of daggers shot into this distorted space. Some were deflected and shot into the sky, some were deflected and attacked the rocks to the side, and some were even bounced back along the same path.

The sealing spirit's properties continuously struck the folded spatial barrier, shattering it, but it never managed to reach the vital point.

Ye Ming's pupils contracted sharply, and he retreated rapidly, swinging his chains to deflect the scattered blade light sent back by the space. His expression was solemn.

Behind the Dragon Sparrow Legion, several members seized the opportunity to join forces.

"Earth's Veins Surge, Rocky Forest!"

The beach trembled violently, and countless sharp rock spears burst forth from the sand, covering a large area where the Mist Legion might be hiding, forcing out a series of disheveled figures.

The battle instantly became intense.

The Mist Legion has perfected the art of assassination, using blinking, clones, poison mist, and instant kills... their attacks are like a storm.

The Dragon Sparrow Legion demonstrated perfect control over elements and space, with each response being textbook-perfect, transforming raging energy and distorted space into the strongest shield and the sharpest spear.

The island trembled as the two sides clashed, and the waves, fueled by the dissipating energy, emitted a cloud of white mist.

This was the ultimate clash in the eyes of the spectators. Every attack and defense happened in an instant, extremely dangerous, dazzling and breathtaking.

The live stream chat was filled with exclamations of surprise:
"My god, that reaction speed is too fast. It feels like watching the finals. The Dragon Sparrow Legion's spatial technology is terrifying. Assassins can't get close at all. Several raids were teleported back." "I know that girl wearing the wizard hat. She often drinks spirit wine at the Dream Island Casino Resort. That move of turning the wind barrier into a hurricane was so cool. They are all magic gods, switching between elements at will."

"The Nightshade dagger clone army is also very cool. The rune resonance weapon has been used in all sorts of creative ways."

"Have you noticed that the Throat of Reversal didn't move a muscle from beginning to end? That's the composure of a mage god, the most powerful boss in the eyes of us magic-based players."

"This is a top-level showdown. Although it's not large in scale, it's a clash of top-level awareness and skills from start to finish."

"It feels like any random person from either of these guilds would be a top-tier player, yet they're all stuck in two small guilds. It's a bit hard to understand how they managed to recruit so many top-tier players."

……

The situation on the battlefield subtly shifted amidst the dazzling exchanges.

The Dragon Sparrow Legion's control over elements and space gradually revealed its terrifying dominance.

While maintaining a passive defense, they launched a sophisticated tactical suppression.

"Path of Blaze!"

Several members of the Fate Clan crossed their hands, and trails of burning flame spread across the battlefield like living things, scorching the Mist members who stepped into them, restricting their movement routes, and constantly compressing the safe zone available for blinking.

"Static field!"

On the other side, the air became viscous, and an invisible force field enveloped a large area, attempting to forcibly drag the high-speed assassins into a slow-moving quagmire.

"Clone"

Members who have mastered spatial magic can create indistinguishable clones of themselves at key moments. These clones can even simulate the aura of elemental fluctuations, increasing the Mist Legion's judgment time during assassinations.

In an instant, the Mist Legion seemed to be caught in a vast net woven from elements, space, and false illusions.

Their offensive continued, but their space for maneuver was constantly being squeezed, and every move came at a cost, causing their physical exertion to rise sharply.

But even in dire straits, the fangs of a top assassin can still gleam with a chilling light.

A dragon-sparrow mage was doing his best to maintain a wide-ranging "blazing path" when a dagger suddenly appeared beside him. The space rippled slightly, and the figure of a mist assassin emerged like a ghost, grabbing the dagger and stabbing it towards his neck.

The magic-based players of the Fate race reacted extremely quickly, and a scorching "Sun Shield" instantly appeared on their bodies.

A resolute glint flashed in the assassin's eyes. Without dodging or avoiding, he allowed the blazing sun shield to scorch him, his dagger undiminished in its momentum. Using its spirit-sealing properties, he forcefully pierced through the shield and struck the magic-based player hard in the neck.

Although he was instantly killed by the Dragon Sparrow members around him who reacted in the next second, the spell node collapsed and a large area of ​​the flame path was extinguished instantly.

To trade one life for the paralysis of a critical node.

This demonstrates the ruthlessness and decisiveness of the Mist Legion in dire circumstances.

Elsewhere, three members of the Mist appeared simultaneously from three different angles in a near-suicidal manner, rushing towards a member of the Dragon Sparrow who was guiding a "static field".

Two of them were instantly blasted into white light by the pre-set "Arcane Explosion" trap, but the third person managed to insert a dagger into the target's throat by taking advantage of a tiny opening created by his companion's sacrifice.

They traded their lives for injuries, and paved the way with blood.

In the most brutal and arduous way, they painstakingly tore open brief gaps in the Dragon Sparrow's impenetrable defensive net, proving that their sharpness could still pierce through the most magnificent magical barriers.

Even so, it's clear to anyone with eyes that the Mist Legion is gradually losing ground.

The Dragon Sparrow's tactical system is more complete and its strength is greater. They can withstand such exchanges, while the Mist Legion's weakness in sustained combat capability is being increasingly magnified.

The scales of victory are gradually tipping in favor of the Dragon Sparrow Legion.

During this time, Ye Ming's figure flickered across the battlefield, trying to find a weakness in Minghou.

But Minghou remained at the heart of the formation, the space around him slightly distorted, as if he were in another dimension, calmly directing the overall situation, making all of Yeming's attempts futile.

Ye Ming could only retreat continuously during the feint attack, awkwardly weaving between the reefs. With each brief pause, his toes would lightly touch the inconspicuous shadows with utmost subtlety.

It left behind a barely perceptible runic beacon that shimmered with a ghostly light.

In just a few breaths, seven beacon points had been set up in the arc-shaped area on the flank of the Dragon Sparrow Legion.

At this moment, a Dragon Sparrow Warband player is raising a glow stick staff, channeling the raging power of lightning, preparing to wipe out the shadows in an area.

Completely unaware, the death beacon had already lit up three steps behind him.

"It's now!"

Ye Ming silently activated the beacon sequence!

Buzz!
His figure suddenly vanished from his spot, as if time had been reversed, and he began a dazzling series of extreme jumps between the seven beacon points.

At the first beacon point, he appeared behind the elementalist who was channeling lightning. Two daggers, imbued with the power of condensation to the extreme, precisely pierced the elementalist's back, interrupting the spellcasting and delivering the fatal blow.

The next second, before anyone around him could react, he appeared at the second beacon point, his dagger slicing through the throat of a Fate Clan player.

With his third teleport, he appeared at the beacon to his right, his two daggers crossed, severing a mage who hastily raised his hand to try to retaliate, along with the glow stick in his hand.

The fourth, fifth time...

His figure leaped swiftly through the Dragon Sparrow Legion's formation, each appearance accompanied by a crimson blade and the fall of a Dragon Sparrow member.

The beacon's transmission speed was so fast that it left behind seven or eight afterimages that had not yet dissipated.

It was as if several night seas were simultaneously carrying out a massacre.

This "killing dance," initiated using beacon transmission, is completed in the blink of an eye.

When Ye Ming's figure finally settled at the last beacon point, which was the relatively core area of ​​the Dragon Sparrow Legion's formation, he left behind the white light trails of six Dragon Sparrow members.

At that moment, he single-handedly tore a brief gap in the Dragon Sparrow's tight formation, allowing all the spectators to witness the terrifying dominance of a top assassin in a desperate situation.

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with exclamations like: "So cool!", "What amazing moves! Doesn't he get dizzy from using beacons so many times?", and "The Legion Commander is awesome!"

Having completed the kill, Ye Ming leaped up and used Star Shift on Ye Xie in the distance.

The switch was complete; Ye Ming escaped, and Ye Xie entered the scene.

The dissolving mist instantly spread out from Night Evil's center, enhanced by its "diffusion" property.

The Dragon Sparrow Legion was instantly shrouded in thick fog.

Faced with the sudden change, the members of the Dragon Sparrow Legion remained completely calm.

Minghou decisively activated the Eagle-Headed Demon Perception Perspective, using the Reflection property to project the analysis of the entire environment into the minds of all members.

Despite being deprived of their sight, the Dragon Sparrow members could clearly visualize the location and shadow trajectory of each enemy in their minds under the "omnidirectional illumination" of Life Throat, enabling them to launch precise counterattacks.

"The earth's veins are shaking!"

Several Dragon Sparrow members cast spells simultaneously, causing the ground of the entire island to vibrate at a high frequency, disrupting the stealth balance of the Mist members.

"Purification Nova!"

A soft silver light burst forth at multiple points, neutralizing the corrosive effect of the dissolving mist.

The battle has officially entered its most brutal and intense phase.

The Mist Legion launched a desperate charge, using their flesh and blood to breach the Dragon Sparrow's defenses.

The Dragon Sparrow Legion coordinated their efforts based on shared perception, maximizing the power of elements and space. Every flame, every ice spike, and every spatial distortion was precisely aimed at a fatal spot.

Members from both sides continued to leave, turning into mist, and the number of people on both sides decreased.

However, the Dragon Sparrow Legion, with its stronger foundation, has always maintained a stable formation.

The Mist Legion's offensive, after three consecutive rounds, showed signs of fatigue.

Ye Ming's figure flickered in the mist, trying to find an opportunity to strike and kill, but Ming Hou was always protected by layers of spatial barriers and elemental shields, leaving no opening.

Finally, in the instant when Minghou effortlessly defused yet another feint attack, a resolute glint flashed in Ye Ming's eyes.

He abandoned all defense, pouring all his power into his twin daggers and chains. His body and weapons seemed to transform into a blue meteor that pierced the heavens and the earth, carrying an indomitable and tragic momentum as he thrust straight for the throat and head.

This was his final strike, a culmination of all his strength.

Faced with this earth-shattering blow, the throat finally moved.

He did not retreat, but simply raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and gently clenched them in the direction from which Ye Ming was attacking.

"Destiny: Return to Ruins".

In an instant, everything in front of Ye Ming vanished.

Space is rapidly distorted.

The dagger with the spirit-sealing property of Ye Ming broke through layers of spatial barriers, but it was exhausted before it even got close to the throat.

At that moment, Minghou clenched his fist, and the space instantly compressed Yeming to the center, causing him to float in the air.

He raised his head, looking at Minghou who remained as calm as ever, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.

The gap... is still too big.

The outcome has been decided.

The remaining members of the Mist were quickly wiped out by the Dragon Sparrow Legion's counterattack.

Shortly after, the challenger's notification sounded:
[Challenger's Announcement: This battle is over. Dragon Sparrow Guild wins!]

The system notification sounded, bringing this exciting dark horse showdown to a close.

Ye Ming and his Mist Legion ultimately failed to overcome the formidable Dragon Sparrow Legion, stopping at the fifth round.

But the cheers from the sidelines did not stop.

I think this was the most exciting round of competition since the start of the tournament.

Both sides consisted entirely of top-tier players, engaging in high-frequency combat with near-zero errors throughout, which truly thrilled the audience.

The exciting competition continues even after this event has concluded.

The following day, another peak showdown became the focus of attention both inside and outside the game.

The moment the match list for round 13 was refreshed, one particular pairing surged to the top of the trending charts:

Kindergarten Liver Guild VS Skywing Guild.

If the duel between Dragon Sparrow and Mist was a clash of titans between emerging dark horses, then this match is a fateful showdown between a veteran top player and a rising star.

The number of players on both sides is vastly different, but the Kindergarten Hardcore Guild is composed of two top-tier player teams.

As the first batch of players, each member of the "Grinding Master Group" and the "Baby Group" stood at the very top of the player pyramid.

They lack a glamorous pre-game background and substantial real-world wealth, but both teams have candidates for the "strongest player" in the player faction.

In particular, the members of the "Liver King" group are a group of players whose DNA is engraved with the word "liver." With an indomitable spirit, they fought their way out from the bottom and advanced to the battlefield of adversity.

It is a spiritual totem in the hearts of all ordinary players.

Their rival, "Wings of the Sky," is known as the overlord of the sky and is one of the newly emerging top guilds born after multiple reorganizations within the Skyfeather Clan.

The forum went completely crazy at this moment:
"Hilarious! The 'hardcore' group and the 'children' group are probably going to get beaten up. The size difference is too big."

"This match is interesting, but the outcome should already be decided. The individual abilities of the Hardcore Team and the Kindergarten Team are overwhelming for the Skywing players, but their numbers are too small, so it feels like they can't win at all. I can think of many counter-tactics."

"It's already pretty good that we made it to round 13. I'm looking forward to a comeback."

Amidst countless expectant and skeptical gazes, the teleportation beams cast two legendary guilds with vastly different styles onto the battlefield.

　Asking for a monthly ticket at the beginning of the month~
  　　
　
(End of this chapter)