Second World Chapter 1499 1499. A Welcome To The Surprise Party

Chapter 1499 1499. A Welcome To The Surprise Party

"Such a petty move! You are taking revenge for what I did to you the last time," John sent his mother a message as the werebats were approaching.

"Disrupting the enemy's chains of command is a common tactic," Linda returned. "What's best than to take out the command base?"

"I agree with you, mom," John replied.

Linda frowned. John didn't sound panicky.

"What are you up to?" Linda asked.

"Hehe. Why don't you guess?" John simply gave her a vague response.

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The approaching werebats numbered 10,000, while the defenders were fewer than one thousand. These defenders had been surveying the lands below them to make sure no enemies sneaked into them. Little did they know the enemies came from above instead.

As the werebats approached, the people they carried on their backs readied themselves. The first Werebat that came swooping down targeted the main prize straight away, which was John. The rider of this first werebat was none other than Long. Long used the werebat as a stepping stone and kicked himself forward. He dove at John with extreme speed.

The last time, John sent their guild's strongest martial artist to take down Linda's command base. Sending Long here was Linda's gesture of returning the favor. Plus, Long would be able to make sure that John didn't escape.

However, as Long neared John, he immediately knew something was wrong. He sensed nothing!

His fist pa.s.sed through John as if he was air and it smashed into the ground below, causing a small crater. He quickly stood back up and looked at John who was still standing in front of him, smiling. He didn't sense any presence where John stood. The war table was the same, he tried grabbing it and his hand just went through it.

The other riders jumped down from the werebats. They unleashed their attacks at the same time as the werebats' claws came slas.h.i.+ng. The defending soldiers fought back, but the werebats' attacks simply pa.s.sed through the guild players with the guild army command platforms. The defenders were real. The guild players were not.

Long sent a report to Linda, "The enemy strategist and the guild players on this mountaintop are just illusions!"

"What?!"

John sent a message to Linda at this time. "Hehe, I got you, mother."

"Where do you hide?" Linda asked.

"Oh, if you think I don't prepare a welcome for your surprise party, then you don't know me well enough," John replied.

"What do you mean…?" Linda asked.

While John didn't answer Linda's question, the answer showed itself soon.

Long sensed something invisible coming at him. He used Ki Bullet in that direction. His attack struck something and a player appeared. He then sensed other presences, a whole lot of them.

A large number of players and native soldiers came out of thin air. As more and more appeared, Long's troops soon found themselves greatly outnumbered. Even the werebats were having difficulty as many flying enemies attacked them in the air. These were players with the inquisitor cla.s.s as well as natives who had flying spells.

Long found himself besieged by many enemies. The regular enemies didn't trouble him much. He fought them while retreating. His eighteen subduing dragon palms repelled anyone who tried to come near him. However, he suddenly found himself beset by a few experts. These experts were Domon's old students. Balo, Michele, and Jason.

While he easily dealt with the regular enemies, these three were not that easy to deal with. Not to mention these three also had companions who were ex-members of the Council of Charites. These companions cast ranged spells that were hard to dodge.

Long had to activate his skill, Golden Body, and his buff martial art, Muscle Tendon Transformation, to mitigate the damage he received.

He summoned his pet, the Celestial Lindworm, to deal with the enemies' companions. The lindworm opened its mouth and light breath poured out of it. Some of its scales opened and poisonous spikes shot out from the openings. Most didn't expect these secret weapons and were struck by the spikes. Aside from poison, the spikes also caused Weakness.

The Celestial Lindworm was also very formidable in melee. The large claws of its two forelegs dealt high physical damage and inflicted Poison status. It was very fast and its scales were very durable, giving it incredible defense.

While his pet took some of the pressure off, Long executed Nine Yang Scorching Blade to force Balo and the others back. When he wanted to use this chance to land a few solid hits, he found his sight blurred by countless sword lights.

He wasn't able to use another ancient art so soon after using Nine Yang Scorching Blade, so he resorted to using his game skill, Infinite Lightning Punches.

Fists and swords collided. The impact threw the sword user away.

The sword user was Warpath. After joining Everlasting Heavenly Legends and receiving a direct tutorial from Domon, Warpath's martial arts underwent improvement. His shadowless slash could now unleash almost infinite sword lights providing he could maintain the sword art. The longer he maintained the shadowless slash, the more strain he felt on his body.

Thanks to Warpath, Balo and the others recovered their balance without incident and advanced again.

"F*ck this!" Long cursed. He briefly glanced around him and the situation was not good. He used his Fist Lord's skill, Infinite Comet Fists. Countless comets struck everything around him.

While the opponents were occupied, he transformed into Enhanced Dragon Form and flew away. His Celestial Lindworm followed after him.

Ranged attackers and those who could fly tried to stop Long but he was very fast. His palms were also very accurate and deadly. Every incoming opponent was smacked to the side by his Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. No one could stop him from leaving the place.

Long didn't care about the comrades he left behind, who were not as lucky as him. They couldn't fly. They were surrounded and systematically killed. More than half of the werebats were also killed. The remaining ones fled after suffering many wounds.