Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1532 - 120 - s Death is Inevitable

Chapter 1532: 120 Chapters Death is Inevitable

The entire Light Gate was filled with a breeze from an unknown source, making the green grass bow and the sky dotted with white clouds - a perfect day for a spring outing to fly kites.

Tang Zheng’s group dared not be careless; they carefully watched their surroundings.

Boom! The ground suddenly shook violently, as if an earthquake of magnitude eight was occurring, unceasingly swaying and making it difficult for anyone to keep their balance.

"It must be a BOSS battle; I wonder whose luck is so good to have encountered it!" The man with the Eye Patch spoke up, stealing a glance at Wang Fang, merely trying to draw her attention, but unfortunately, she was looking at Li Zheng with no intention of responding.

"I think it’s bad luck instead, no matter who it is, let’s hurry up and take down the BOSS," Sha Ou said, spitting, wanting to leave this damned world as soon as possible.

The atmosphere was oppressive like a mountain, and even the azure sky seemed to have cracks appear.

Ferrando’s Team and Bingxu had encountered each other, embroiled in an intense conflict. The Trojan wasn’t stupid; strong enemies such as these are naturally pitted against each other, but it seemed to have bad luck as well.

Vasily’s Team Battle achievements were reputed to be the world’s first, and it wasn’t just bragging. In other worlds, they had obtained a unique magical prop capable of tracking down the target.

If it were any other Trojan Squad, they would definitely choose to stay away from the BOSS, but the Moscow Team would only face difficulties head-on.

"If even we back down, who else can support this sky?" The King of War stood a hundred meters away from the Trojan, staring at it and spoke with considerable bravado.

As the strong, one should have the awareness of the strong, and not be discouraged by death.

"Keep it occupied, everyone else prepare the AIM Diffusion Stand!" Without any hesitation, Natasha commanded the operation.

Above Vasily’s head, a Teleportation Gate appeared, and all of his stored Combat Fortresses were deployed onto the battlefield at this moment, covering the skies and casting large shadows.

Teams also unleashed Full Firepower, working together on the ground to launch a fierce assault on the Trojan!

"For victory, for triumph!" Not a single Soldier retreated, they roared, exploding with high fighting spirit, and burning with life.

"Maggots, a waste of my time!" Bingxu looked at Ferrando with an iron blue face; he, too, had a way to locate the Trojan, it just needed time to initiate the tracking spell.

"We have no need to fight." Ferrando was still weighing the pros and cons; as someone from a staff background, when facing danger, his first consideration was whether the fight was worth it.

"Judgment, Eightfold Hell!"

"Divine retribution, Ten Calamities of Heaven!"

Without another word, Bingxu opened his realm and attacked Ferrando; as a formidable Group Leader, he wouldn’t, and couldn’t be bothered like Emily to ponder gains and losses. In his view, the opposing Team was just like a stumbling stone in the road encountered by chance and should just be kicked away.

A detour? That was never Bingxu’s style!

Accompanied by countless Golden Butterflies fluttering around, spilling golden scales, a solemn aria filled with a holy aura echoed through the sky!

"I am the direct connect to Endless Suffering, here is the path to the fall of living beings, I exist forever without cease, before me, all things remain unformed..."

"I shall return the sins of evildoers tooth for tooth, blood for blood, O foolish kings, emerge and receive the teachings of the judge of the earth!"

Waves, rage, spreading, rinsing sin, returning to the beginning!

As the Broken Puppet chanted, the earth Cracked and blood rivers appeared in the sky, churning, reversing like a pouring Heavy Rain, cascading down.

Those struck by this downpour screamed in agony, their bodies showed signs of rotting, burning, their Souls ignited, tormented.

Other than Tang Zheng’s group, these Lucky ones, everyone else was in battle, either facing the ultimate BOSS or the enemy’s Trojan Squad.

The Trojan still had spare energy before and could transfer the winning teams to other Light Gates, but after the attack by the Moscow Team, it could no longer attend to that and had to let the Light Gates establish Passages autonomously.

Warcraft Brother still had some trump cards; putting all his effort, he finally killed the BOSS, but before he could catch his breath, his body disappeared.

"Group Leader, what’s happening?" Wei Xiangnan exclaimed in shock.

"Keep calm, Full Defense!" Warcraft Brother didn’t have a better solution and could only leave it to fate.

In an Ancient Roman Arena, Warcraft Brother appeared with his Team, along with several fearless fighters; all had entered together and had only just managed to survive.

They exchanged looks, identifying each other as allies through their Protective Clothing. Before they could greet each other, another group of people was Teleported in.

"Psychic Storm!" The purple-haired woman, Maggie, bellowed. She too had many wounds, looking ragged, evidently having faced a brutal battle beforehand.

The Warhammer Team didn’t know that by following Sister Q’s advice, they encountered the fewest battles, but even so, it was still extremely dangerous.

Feeling the earth shaking and seeing no other Conquerors or Monsters for a while, Yu Deye couldn’t help but let out an anxious roar. This kind of waiting was in itself a kind of torture.

Fu Tianxiao approached Tang Zheng, preparing to exchange a few words and bond. A hundred meters away, the glow of Teleportation flickered again.

"Be alert!" Yue Jing shouted.

A Mutated Beast teleported in, its entire form resembling a pile of fat. Its features were distorted, and from its large mouth dribbled yellow saliva as it emitted a piercing screech.

"Ruan Feifei, Dong Zixuan, go, blow it up," Dantai directed the group members to divide the labor and avoid chaotic firing.

"Doesn’t this guy’s look seem familiar?" Tang Zheng thought of the unlucky Zhu Dehou. He wasn’t wrong; this creature was what Zhu had become.

Kevo extended his right hand, and beams of light shot forth. He wouldn’t miss out on such an opportunity for scoring points. Although Yue Jing didn’t receive the order, he also activated his Infinite Projection, trying to snatch the kill.

Li Zheng didn’t care about these things. As he spoke to Wang Fang, envy flickered in the eyes of the man with the eye patch beside them, wishing for Li Zheng’s demise.

Lu Fan fired his dual guns rapidly, shattering the Mutated Beast to pieces as chunks of flesh fell to the ground where maggots crawled out from the underbrush.

The battle held no suspense, and in three minutes, the Mutated Beast was killed, but it didn’t drop anything, resulting in a bout of cursing from Yue Jing.

"Rest!" Just as Dantai finished speaking, another glow appeared a hundred meters away. This time it was a Trojan Squad that teleported in.

The man with glasses who had once offered advice beside Ferrando was also among the strong, his strength ranking within the top twenty in the world. However, battling now left him extremely weak. Inevitably, anyone who had been constantly fighting against five Trojan Squads would be in this state, despite emerging victorious.

"Psychic Impact!" The man with glasses was quick to react. But as soon as he shouted, he remembered that all their psychic types had died, and the number of group members had been reduced by three-quarters.

As the party waiting in ambush, how could Tang Zheng give this guy a chance to counterattack? Four psychic types exploded with their power, unleashing their maximum attack.

"Heh, it seems my journey to survival ends here," the man with glasses smiled grimly as he looked at the twenty-odd people, a fully equipped force, across from him.

In a single encounter, the severely injured foes were halved by the Warhammer Team, with Yue Jing’s and Li Zheng’s teams leading the charge to beat the dogs while they were down while seizing spoils of war.

"Group Leader, the exemption card cannot be used." A man spat blood, his voice filled with resentment. Trojan was really too bad, they had no intention of leaving a way out for the survivors.

"If death is certain, then drag the enemy down with us. Let’s be miserable together so that they can’t be happy," the man with glasses gave up completely, setting his sights on Yue Jing.

"Not good." Yue Jing, seeing the man with glasses covered in wounds, thought he had an opportunity, not expecting his foe to bet everything in a desperate move.

"Tang Zheng, save me!" Yue Jing threw aside any concern for pride and screamed, rapidly retreating while activating his Infinite Projection.

"Pity, I have the Eye of Truth!" The man with glasses revealed a ferocious smile, instantly shifted positions, and appeared behind one of the Yue Jings, clamping his hands around the waist like a gate, "You took pleasure in killing my group members? Well, then join me in death."

"Don’t!" Just after Yue Jing shouted, the severely wounded man with glasses self-destructed.

With a bang, the two of them exploded into pieces of flesh, and blood poured down like heavy rain onto the ground.

Fu Tianxiao trembled all over, not expecting the Group Leader to die in such a place. Until now, only she was left in the whole team, the beastified man Bai Guoqiang who liked to wear Real Madrid’s jersey had not protected himself well and been killed in a previous battle.

"This guy was too smug, look, it came back to bite him," Yu Deye exploded the last enemy’s head, blew the gunsmoke from the muzzle, and made a cold remark.

The severely wounded man with glasses was no match for Yue Jing. Previously, Yue Jing’s smooth sailing had made him arrogant, and in his desire for spoils of war, he had approached too close to the man with glasses and ended up being dragged into the self-destruction.

"Who asked Yue Jing to be a Group Leader? Naturally, the self-destructing person would choose a close and valuable target," Kevo saw through the situation, "Given the man with glasses’ current state, if he chose a farther target, he’d probably be killed halfway through the charge."

Pang Meiqin stepped on the blood-soaked grass, picked up the Space Wristwatch of the man with glasses and Yue Jing, and tossed it to Tang Zheng.

No one dared to object. Fu Tianxiao moved her lips slightly, wanting to speak, but ultimately she did not.

"After returning to reality, come find me for that set of Power Armor!" The battle wasn’t over, and Tang Zheng didn’t mind naming his price to win over Fu Tianxiao. Besides, he wasn’t in need of these items now; this mission, although highly difficult, brought an excess of spoils of war, enough for everyone to have their own Power Armor.

Due to the loss of life, the atmosphere was somewhat somber, and nobody felt like waiting to strike it rich anymore. They just hoped to quickly and safely teleport back to the Trojan Room.

This was destined to be wishful thinking. Two minutes later, the teleportation came.

"Shield up, the moment the teleportation completes, launch a Psychic Storm," Dantai roared a reminder to everyone.

Tang Zheng’s vision went dark, then light returned, and he found himself in an Ancient Roman Arena, its air thick with the smell of blood, while shadows and tense shouting came from the other side.

Tang Zheng’s Shield had just unfolded when the opponent’s psychic assault wildly swept across; Fu Tianxiao and her companions were obviously the first targets.(To be continued. If you like this work, please support it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets on qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)