Destiny Mission of game ‘Star Ring’
Chapter 341 - 341 341 Lost First Update

341: Chapter 341: Lost (First Update) 341: Chapter 341: Lost (First Update) In the Unified Combat Room on the tenth floor of the Dawn Group building in Imperial City.

Click!

A game cabin began deflating, its operational indicator light transitioning to a state of inactivity.

Following that, the game cabin opened, and Qian Chengxue slowly opened her eyes, then sat up, looking around at the reality surrounding her.

She sighed forlornly, muttering to herself with great complexity.

“It’s finally over.”

At that moment, Qian Chengxue had the illusion as if she had been in a lengthy dream and was now awakened.

Of course, Qian Chengxue knew very well that it was not a dream; it was all real.

Her journey in Star Ring had come to an end.

Outside the room, it was extremely lively, as the fallen sisters had all gathered, discussing events within Star Ring.

“With such a big incident, who knows how Sister Xue and the others are now?”

“Don’t worry, others might run into trouble, but how could Sister Xue face any, when she’s so strong?

Besides, there’s still Su Mo.”

“Right, there’s also Su Mo.

Su Mo is really strong.”

“Don’t get your hopes up too much about Su Mo, strong as he is, he is still just one person.”

A male member complained displeasedly.

“We just support him, what’s it to you…”

“Fine, fine, pretend I didn’t say anything…”

…

At that time, the vip room of the women’s section opened, and Qian Cengxue walked out.

Instantly, the lively atmosphere froze, everyone’s eyes widened, disbelieving as they looked at Qian Chengxue walking out.

“Xue, Sister Xue, how did you come out?”

“You couldn’t possibly be…”

…..

Qian Chengxue took a deep breath and answered calmly, “I’m sorry, I was killed.”

“No way, Sister Xue, how could you die?”

“Yes!

Sister Xue, how were you killed, where did you die?”

“Sister Xue, don’t worry, Sister Sun Li and Su Mo will definitely find a way to resurrect you.”

“Yes, Sister Xue, don’t feel pressured.”

…

The crowd frantically comforted Qian Chengxue.

Once Qian Chengxue died, the situation became very serious.

It was as if the whole Legion had lost its leader, and it was possible that the Legion’s advance could be halted.

Then everyone would be doomed.

“Okay, everyone, no need to say more.

I know my situation very well; the chance for resurrection is almost nonexistent, as we did not carry any spark this time.

Even if we had carried spark, Sun Li and the others could not locate our place of sacrifice.

Even knowing where we died, they would not have the capability to save us, so it is basically a confirmed death.”

Qian Chengxue spoke composedly to all her sisters.

Hearing this, everyone fell silent, some sisters even starting to tear up; they felt very lost and uneasy.

Seeing so many heartbroken sisters, Qian Chengxue’s slightly settled heart was once again touched.

Actually, at that moment, her mood was also full of regret, but the ultimate failure could not be blamed on anyone else; she could only blame herself for not being strong enough.

She still had to rely on Su Mo too often.

Thinking of Su Mo, she spoke, “Alright, everyone, don’t be sad.

Death is inevitable; it just came a bit earlier than expected.

By the way, where’s Su Mo?

Hasn’t he logged off yet?”

“No, has Mr.

Su Mo also been sacrificed?”

The crowd exchanged glances.

“That shouldn’t be, let’s go check the men’s room.”

Qian Chengxue was also slightly taken aback, as under normal circumstances, Su Mo should have been killed as well.

Thus, she led everyone toward the Opposing Combat Men’s Room.

Soon, they arrived at the men’s room and walked up beside Su Mo.

There, they saw Su Mo wearing a helmet, still lying on the space chair.

The helmet’s indicator light was also strange, it didn’t display the online status or the idle offline status, but showed a standby state instead.

“What’s going on?”

Everyone looked around at each other.

Qian Chengxue was also very puzzled about why Su Mo had not logged out yet.

In that situation, she was certain that Su Mo had absolutely no chance of winning.

Moreover, no matter who came to support, she guessed it would be of no use.

….

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At the western battlefield area of Praying Dragon City, a large number of surviving elites were gathered here.

Several Mechas were clearing the area of remaining mutated players, though there were quite a number of them.

But under the one-sided slaughter by the gathered elites, they were quickly cleaned up.

Everyone was busily setting up remote firepower points.

Because of the time taken to escape and gather the survivors, they didn’t have much time left.

“Hurry up!”

“Quick!”

Various languages burst forth from the mouths of different commanding captains, the scene was unusually harmonious.

In the heavy snow, a specially modified command vehicle was there, and a hand-drawn map of the western side of Praying Dragon City was laid out on the table.

Long Ming, Augustus, Fujiwara Tani (president of the Heavenly Light Guild), Cui Dao (president of the Noble Grace Association)… were all gathered together.

“The defense at this West Gate, I reckon it’s about the same as the South Gate, shouldn’t be much weaker,”

Long Ming mused.

“I think so too, conventional weapons are definitely not going to breach it,”

Augustus said with a grave expression.

“So, what do we do?

We don’t have time to plan for long now, we have at most three days of attack time, if we can’t handle it we’ll have to beat a major retreat.

Keep in mind we are now on the western side, if we can’t take down Praying Dragon City, escaping to the Skyline Canal will take a very long time.”

Fujiwara Tani and others were almost driven to desperation, now that they didn’t have enough people gathered, and there wasn’t enough time.

Augustus turned to Long Ming and said, “I think it’s not the time to hold back anymore, it’s time to launch that weapon.”

“I think so too, that’s why on my way here, I had already asked Zhang Wei to make adjustments to that weapon; it should be ready soon,”

Long Ming revealed a faint smile.

“Then let’s do that, deploy that weapon.”

Augustus nodded in agreement.

The people present were all confused and looked around at each other.

Suddenly, it seemed like they thought of something, and their expressions became remarkably vivid.

…

At dusk, in the rear of the temporarily constructed camp, a Giant Armor Transporter was placed with a fifty-meter tall gigantic metal sealed box.

Two Third Generation and thirty Second Generation Mechas were guarding this transporter.

All access was strictly prohibited!

At this moment, Li Ruiqi and Putmi, among others, hurried over.

The guarding NCO immediately saluted.

“Hello!”

“Hmm, have Zhang Wei and the others come out yet?”

“No, they are still inside the metal sealed box,”

the guard captain replied respectfully.

Li Ruiqi checked the time on his bracelet; the planned time for the attack was almost upon them, so he took a deep breath.

“I understand.”

Putmi, growing impatient, asked, “How much longer will it take?

Are your people reliable?

If we had known, we would have sent our mechanics up there too.”

“You have the nerve to say that?

Come on then, we can’t even see a shadow of yours,”

Li Ruiqi was already very frustrated, and hearing Putmi say that, his temper flared up.