My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 812 - 277. What era are we in, what’s the use of just being able to fight!

Chapter 812: 277. What era are we in, what’s the use of just being able to fight!

Kenbote Bitebone thought he could easily crush this bunch of fools who didn’t know whether they were dead or alive, as they were all weaklings who only dared to play the numbers game against him.

But this wild and formidable Silver Grade Wolf Person quickly found that things weren’t proceeding as smoothly as he had imagined.

The flail he wielded was immensely powerful, and even though the opponent was holding a heavy shield, it was difficult to block. Each strike could push them back, but as soon as one was repelled, a second would immediately take their place.

This bunch of cowardly scoundrels had quite a few tough shield soldiers capable of ensuring that this continuous rotation in combat didn’t break down, and if he couldn’t kill these entanglers with one blow, those who were knocked down would quickly recover with the help of healers cowering at the back, ready to continue fighting.

This greatly annoyed Kenbote.

He felt trapped!

Like a fierce beast caught in a net, with sharp claws and fangs still lethal but unable to break free.

He realized that the enemy was skilled at coordination, functioning like a well-oiled machine. While the shield soldiers absorbed his attacks, other melee fighters desperately attempted sneak attacks. Even if their weapons could hardly penetrate his armor, there were always areas that the armor didn’t protect, which would be hit by those poison-coated weapons.

What was even worse, amongst these scoundrels were spellcasters. Whether it was direct spiritual attacks or curses that weakened him, his armor was powerless to stop them.

He didn’t have a character interface to clearly show the multitude of debuffs he was suffering, but as a Hunting Priest, he was no stranger to Psychic Spells.

He could discern that he had at least several negative effects on him, such as slowness, weakness, increased damage, mental shock, and chaos. Even if these people weren’t adept in using Spiritual Energy and his own resistance as a Hunting Priest was decent, every time he managed to purify the negative statuses on himself during a break in the battle, it would only be seconds before new ones were inflicted on him.

It was incredibly frustrating!

He felt like an elephant besieged by ants or a leopard trying to hunt a porcupine—full of strength but with no way to use it effectively.

"Despicable and weak bloodsuckers!"

He cursed loudly.

With increased ferocity, he swung his flail as if he wanted to transfer all his inner rage and humiliation onto these oblivious fools.

This blow was brutally savage; the swinging flail could deliver three heavy strikes in one movement, and the unfortunate shield holder Shield Hand San Wu Dou just happened to be in front of Kenbote at the time.

Despite using witch hunter techniques and doing his best to defend, San Wu Dou couldn’t withstand the overpowering damage from the boss. The first strike cracked his shield, the second shattered his defenses, and the third smashed into San Wu Dou’s head amidst the exploding shield.

There was a "thud" as if a watermelon had burst open.

San Wu Dou didn’t even manage to scream before his headless body crashed to the ground.

"Fuck!"

Wumeioge and Stick Brother exclaimed in shock at the same time.

This was bad!

The coordination among the shield holders had broken down, and Kenbote’s reaction was quicker than they had anticipated.

After crushing the damned defender, the savage Wolf Person charged straight through the defense, his eyes a blazing red as he rushed towards the healers’ position.

Fast and fierce, Bull Bull swiftly charged to intercept, but he couldn’t stop the onrushing Kenbote, who let out a brutal and expectant laugh as he slammed his bloodied flail towards the human healer dressed in a nun’s robe wielding a strange, large sickle.

Lady Shui felt helpless being targeted.

Why did it seem as if every time they fought in a group she was always the first to go down? So, were healers this hated on a completely real battlefield?

"Dodge it!"

Sister Pomegranate panicked when she saw Lady Shui just standing there as if waiting to die, so she leaped forward and kicked Lady Shui’s bulging chest, sending her flying.

But the Wolf Person’s flail was already in mid-swing, and Sister Pomegranate felt she was done for.

The next moment, however, accompanied by a weird smacking noise, a black gargoyle with folded wings darted from the side, its limbs bunched into a rocky form, taking the hit instead of Sister Pomegranate.

A loud bang followed as the black gargoyle, made of ordinary stone and therefore lacking in strength, was entirely smashed to bits.

This miraculous intervention saved the precarious situation. Several bloodwood seeds thrown out by Wumeioge quickly sprouted into Bloodthirsty Treants, and Orchid, Bull Bull, and Stick Brother charged in to fill the gap, just managing to pull the berserk battlefield back into the previous rhythm.

Sister Pomegranate, who had barely recovered from the shock, got up from the rubble and turned to see Professor Chen waving at her with a beaming smile not far away.

Clearly, it was Old Chen who had commanded the gargoyle to rush over and save Sister Pomegranate’s life.

"It’s moved away from that damned totem’s range! Quick, use the guns!"

Xiaowei, gliding over, drew out an Iron Hammer Guard and shot at the howling Wolf Person below.

The fearsome single shot struck Kenbote’s war helmet, finally flipping off that heavy thing, and the instant the Wolf Person’s neck was exposed, Touching Your Poverty’s eyes lit up.

He let out a loud whistle.

The increasingly cunning Celestial Scorpion Lion Stinky Bao, who had learned well from his master, leapt out of the shadows and struck the Wolf Person from behind.

But that wasn’t the focus. Its black tail, glistening with metallic sheen and deadly poison, stuck out like a legendary Stupa, and with a ’plop,’ it plunged into Kenbote’s thick neck.