Published: February 11, 2025
Seeing the unmistakable surprise on Ye Zhongming's face, the president revealed a smug expression. No matter how much he had hidden his strength before, he still had a yearning for fame and fortune. It felt incredibly satisfying to have someone in the top ten of the national district rendered helpless.
“Before our children complete their preparations, you won't be able to do anything,” he said.
In response, a gunshot rang out.
Ye Zhongming put down his sniper rifle, his expression growing even darker. An Energy Vortex had appeared right in front of the president, directly swallowing up the bullet Ye Zhongming had fired.
Ye Zhongming recognized it; it was a rather advanced bulletproof equipment that required charging. Once fully charged, it could block dozens of long-range shots.
Ye Zhongming raised his arm slightly and shot at another warrior on the opposite side, but this time, it was intercepted by that seemingly omnipresent black maw.
The president's laughter was piercing.
Ye Zhongming didn't know what this black maw was. It could be a team amplification ability or some kind of equipment. But whatever it was, its effects made Ye Zhongming's head throb.
The five rings society was indeed the five rings society, at least in terms of high-end equipment; it seemed they weren't lacking much compared to Cloud Summit.
Zhao Xiangxue also attempted to attack, but all her efforts were blocked by that black maw.
However, this didn't mean that this black maw was invincible. There was nothing in this world that was truly invincible. As long as Ye Zhongming and the others were given a little time, they would definitely be able to break through the maw’s interception. After all, such powerful interception methods either wouldn’t last long or had a peak value of energy they could intercept. With a bit of patience, they could certainly find a breakthrough point.
The only issue was that the surrounding warriors had entered a special state of team amplification, and this process wouldn’t take long, leaving Ye Zhongming and the others with insufficient time.
In just a moment, the black maw disappeared, and the soldiers of the royal guild around them had completed their preparations and entered a full combat state.
At that moment, they were surrounded by armor made of black mist. Some warriors held long guns formed from the same mist, while others carried mist shields. The remaining warriors wielded long mist grappling hooks. The three types of weapons formed a circular battle array, tightly encircling Ye Zhongming and the others.
“Pounce!”
A sound similar to the word "pounce" came from the mouths of these warriors. The front row of shield-bearers stepped forward in unison, immediately shrinking the encirclement. At the same time, the long-gun warriors rested their weapons on the shoulders of the shield-bearers, aiming at the three people trapped within the circle.
The last batch, the smallest group but still nearly fifty grappling hook warriors, began to move steadily around the outer edge, spinning their grappling hooks above each warrior's head, waiting.
At this time, outside the Sea of Blood and Evil, in the huge conference room of the entertainment area, Tong Steward, Water Steward, and Elder Ouyang sat together, equally focused on the battle.
In front of them was an ink-wash painting, like a silent live broadcast, clearly displaying everything happening in the Sea of Blood and Evil. They watched as the royal guild was about to launch their attack, and many questions arose in their minds.
It seemed that these hundreds of warriors with team amplification abilities were the royal guild's trump card, a secret weapon they had secretly invested considerable resources to nurture. The power of these warriors left the stewards feeling a bit shaken.
What puzzled them was why this old fellow from the royal guild revealed such a card? Knowing that the other stewards could find out?
What was his aim? To kill Ye Zhongming? What benefits could that bring him? Was it worth exposing these trump cards so early?