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Chapter 118 Now, the game has only just begun.

On the control tower, Zhang Wei fell straight down for the second time.

His close confidants looked at each other, and this time they didn't even bother to help him up.

What's the point of helping him up?

Will I faint from anger again?

The huge virtual screen above the fortress did not disappear after it finished playing the news segment that resembled a public execution.

The screen went black.

Then, a line of golden text slowly appeared.

[Alien: Warm-up complete.]

For all the players still online, their hearts skipped a beat.

warm up?

You brought down a real-world multi-billion dollar conglomerate, sent its chairman and his father to jail together, and all you've done is treat this as just a warm-up?

So what's next?

Before anyone could think it through, the second line of text appeared.

[Alien: Now, I'll show you what a true top-tier version looks like.]

The moment the words fell.

Below the fortress, the aliens that were still tirelessly climbing upwards, clumsy in their movements and jokingly referred to by players as "comedians," suddenly all stopped.

They were like puppets whose pause button had been pressed, hanging motionless on the wall.

"What's going on? Is it stuck?" an archer asked instinctively.

"Something's not right." The shield warrior beside him tensed slightly. "Look at them."

Everyone stared intently at it.

Fine cracks began to appear on the smooth, black shells of those alien creatures.

"Click."

"Click, click..."

The crisp cracking sound was particularly jarring on the silent battlefield.

The sound wasn't loud, but it struck like a drumbeat, resonating in everyone's heart.

"What are they going to do?"

The voice of a timid mage trembled.

next second.

The answer is revealed.

"Bang!"

The alien closest to the city wall suddenly had its seemingly fragile shell explode.

Fragments flew everywhere.

What emerged from inside was no longer the small, thin monster from before.

Instead, it was a killing machine whose size had nearly doubled, whose entire body was covered in bone armor, and whose arms had mutated into two giant scythes!

Its head was no longer smooth, but split open with a hideous slit, revealing layers upon layers of sharp teeth inside.

A pair of scarlet compound eyes lit up in the darkness.

[Elite Raider]

Level: 15

A player instinctively activated the Detection spell, and when he saw the information that appeared above the monster's head, his staff fell to the ground with a clatter.

Level... Level 15?

Are you kidding me!

The world boss of the beginner planet, the Thunder Giant Lizard, is only level 15!

How dare this ordinary monster be on the same level as a world boss?!

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

It seemed to be a chain reaction.

Beneath the city wall, hundreds and thousands of alien shells exploded simultaneously.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, one after another, brand-new, ferocious figures rose from their shattered shells.

Raiders whose arms have transformed into scythes.

Corroders whose backs sprout cannon barrels.

And those worker bees that used to just gnaw on the walls on the ground, now twisted and elongated their bodies, transforming into ghostly figures with deadly stingers growing from their tails.

The quantity is in the tens of thousands.

They no longer make any clumsy movements.

They simply covered the ground and walls beneath the city walls quietly and densely.

Countless pairs of scarlet eyes shot up in unison, locking onto the group of players on the city wall who were already terrified.

One player looked down at the black ocean of bones and blades, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

"I remember now."

His voice trembled, choked with sobs.

"The official game background description states... that the Xenomorph race... is best known for... camouflage and evolution..."

"They will use their weakest form to probe their prey and gather information..."

"Once the information is gathered... it will instantly evolve into a form perfectly suited for killing..."

Before he could finish speaking, one of the thieves next to him broke down.

"Shut the fuck up!"

He frantically brought up the game menu and frantically tapped the "Exit Game" button.

"I'm not playing anymore! Whoever wants to play this game can play it!"

However, after poking around for a long time, the button remained grayed out and could not be clicked.

A cold, impersonal system notification popped up in front of him.

[Note: You are currently in combat and cannot exit the game.]

The thief was stunned.

"Combat status?"

He looked around blankly.

"But they haven't started attacking yet?"

And at that very moment.

Above the fortress, on that enormous screen, the golden text changed once more.

[Alien: The feast is about to begin.]

"roar--!"

It was as if they had received the order for a general offensive.

The black ocean below instantly boiled!

Thousands of fully evolved elite aliens, like a black waterfall flowing upstream, charged upwards along the vertical city wall at a terrifying, physics-defying speed!

"Fire! Fire now!"

A commander roared at the top of his lungs.

The surviving players snapped back to reality and haphazardly threw down their skills and arrows.

However, these attacks, when they landed on the bone armor of those elite aliens, only caused a series of insignificant sparks to fly.

-1

-3

Critical Hit -5

Those pitiful damage numbers seemed to mock their powerlessness.

"It's useless! It can't break through the defenses!"

"My blue gauge is about to run out!"

"Forget about it! Run! Log off!"

"I can't download it! Damn it, I can't download it either!"

"Why is this happening! We didn't even lift a finger!"

Panic, like a plague, swept across the entire city wall in an instant.

They finally understood why the system had identified them as being in "combat mode".

From the moment that devil announced "warm-up is over".

They were already fish on the chopping board.

There is no escape.

The black tide arrived in an instant.

Leading the charge were raiders whose arms had transformed into scythes.

Their silhouettes cast long, afterimages on the city wall.

A shield warrior, still in a daze, felt his vision blur and then a chill ran down his chest.

He lowered his head.

I saw two enormous bone sickles, already piercing through my body.

His health bar was instantly emptied.

"Pfft!"

Before he could turn into a white light, another raider flashed past and its sharp tail blade easily sliced off his head.

Blood stained the cold city walls.

This is not a battle.

This was a one-sided, predictable... massacre.

The equipment and levels that players are so proud of are as fragile as paper in front of these level 15 elite monsters.

A mage had just finished chanting a fireball spell, but before the fireball could even be cast, a lurking creature descended from the sky and pierced his throat with its tail spike.

A berserker unleashed his fury, charging towards a Corruptor, only to be sprayed in the face with a mouthful of concentrated acid, instantly melting him and his armor into a pool of foul-smelling liquid emitting white smoke.

Screams.

A plea for mercy.

The sound of equipment shattering.

Above the fortress, a symphony of despair sang out.

Players who couldn't log off could only watch helplessly as their companions were torn apart, melted, and devoured.

Then, it was my turn.

……

Cloud Top Villa.

Inside the gaming pod, Li Haotian yawned.

On the screen in front of him, the hellish massacre was being broadcast live.

His face was expressionless, as calm as if he were watching a boring movie.

He casually turned off the live stream.