Sacred Souls: Genesis-Chapter 267 - 265 Prelude (3rd Update)
Chapter 267: Chapter 265 Prelude (3rd Update)
Chapter 267: Chapter 265 Prelude (3rd Update)
Mo Shigui was in no mood to pay attention to the real-world issues right now; the strategies of the in-game world had him practically pulling his hair out in frustration.
The progress in tackling Eternal·Thorne wasn’t very promising, but the progress in the New World Plaza area was ideal; the issue was that it wasn’t his guild making the ideal progress, it was the Cola Fanatic Guild.
The Guardian of the New World Plaza area was the Daylight Chosen, an old friend to many players, a genial muscle-bound uncle… Even if the players got along well with this NPC, they would show no mercy when they struck.
In half an hour, the Daylight Chosen’s health had been reduced by two hundred thousand; its total health was only around one million five hundred thousand, and the highest output contribution came from none other than the Cola Fanatic Guild.
They didn’t need to focus their energies on Eternal·Thorne!
That’s what Mo Shigui thought, but…
“He prefers stabbing over slashing, so you can bring more gear with anti-piercing properties,” said someone.
Caramel crouched on the ground with a stick, searching for a patch of dirt to sketch something out.
“Our main goal is to reduce Thorne’s HP. I remember the Magic Swordsman has a skill called Killing Intent Wave. Any monster that gets close will have its HP reduced. Which of you is a Magic Swordsman?” Black Pot Boiled Meat looked around at the familiar faces and asked.
“Do we even have any big shots playing Magic Swordsman in Spirit? That role doesn’t have an equivalent in the game Dispute, who would play a role they’re completely unfamiliar with?” the president of Nightsprint, Cruel Moonlight, asked in return.
“Magic Swordsman is useless, the seventh Challenger was a Magic Swordsman, and that NPC noticed it; the output speed increased instantly, and it was KO’d in less than twenty seconds,” said Broken Arm from the Abyss Temple, chiming in.
“That was just a casual Magic Swordsman! We need a professional-level one, do any of you know a professional-level Magic Swordsman?” another person asked.
As they spoke, all eyes gradually turned to Mo Shigui…
I know someone? There isn’t even a Magic Swordsman role in Dispute!
And are you guys playing in an all-star league or what?
Mo Shigui glanced at the fourteen players who were crouched and huddled together; they were all professional gamers from the seven major guilds, with a small portion being retired gamers.
After being thrashed by Thorne, they gathered together to discuss tactics to bring him down, taking advantage of the queue time.
The lineup of this strategy group was enough to form an all-star team for Dispute, yet they still weren’t satisfied, because everyone here had been defeated by Thorne.
Professional gamers being defeated by artificial intelligence AI was nothing new, but the problem was… they couldn’t swallow their pride!
If it was only spread within the Spirit community, it wouldn’t be so bad, but now, the onlookers from Prosperous Square had all surged in, and they could watch their confrontation with Thorne through holographic projections.
If they were to suffer another crushing defeat, it might not just be within the Spirit gamers’ circle anymore, the entire gaming community might come to know of this event.
And then the word would spread…
“Do you know about the great Caramel?”
“Yeah, the one in Spirit who was beaten so badly by a computer AI that they couldn’t fend for themselves?”
No! Absolutely not! It’s too late now to regret using the same ID for both games, a choice most players would make; there was no need to change IDs if you weren’t playing with an alternate account.
So under the encouragement of Caramel, professional gamers from the seven major clubs united to discuss how to resist the tyranny of the computer AI.
Humans absolutely cannot lose to computer AIs anymore!
“I remember that Nan Feng’s Xiao Nan plays as a Magic Swordsman, but he is a third-wave player and only level forty, he should still be sleeping now.”
“We can call him over, who has Xiao Nan’s contact information?” Caramel is among the more extroverted and well-liked players, which is why he could unite other players from the seven major guilds.
It is not that he’s sleeping, but he’s training! Mo Shigui remembered that ten in the morning was Nan Feng’s training time, leading to not a single professional player from the Nan Feng club being online.
“I have it, got through! He’s very interested in this NPC, Thorne, and said he’ll log in to check it out after half an hour,” a player from the Gray Eyes Association said.
“Ah! Don’t just look for Magic Swordsmen. Half of the top hundred players in the Spirit ladders are here, right? Contact them and have them come and give it a try?” Can Xin suggested.
The situation was already beyond Mo Shigui’s control. Led by Caramel, inquiries were made to the players in the Spirit within the Dispute Profession Alliance regarding their roles, and the seven major guilds also shared this information, though it wasn’t particularly important.
Those players who were still training or sleeping all received a message titled ‘Team in danger, return promptly!’
At this time, Thorne had just defeated the twenty-third Challenger, and when the name of the twenty-fourth Challenger appeared before everyone, it sent a shock wave through them… that was the happy game Zhao Mingwei used.
“Mingwei, can you win?” Mo Shigui glanced at Zhao Mingwei crouched next to Caramel and asked.
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“Most likely not.”
Zhao Mingwei shook his head straightforwardly, giving… an answer that made everyone present feel a chill in their hearts.
Zhao Mingwei had watched all the twenty-three battles Thorne had with other players, and he wasn’t completely confident he could defeat Thorne.
“The weapon, Thorne’s twig has durability.” Rain Song sent a series of screenshots to the Spirit quarrel group.
This series of screenshots showed the state of the twig in Thorne’s hand throughout his twenty-three battles. Normally, an NPC’s equipment should have infinite durability, but Thorne’s twig was wearing down with each fight.
At first, there were one or two leaves on the twig, now only a bare branch remained.
“Isn’t breaking someone else’s weapon kind of despicable?”
While speaking, Can Xin deliberately glanced at Mo Shigui. He was the kind of person who didn’t mind using shameless methods but didn’t like others using them, although most of the time, the shameless methods used by Can Xin were futile.
“As long as we win,” Mo Shigui’s words received approval from everyone present.
They were players… As long as they could defeat the NPCs in the game, it didn’t matter how despicable the tactics, process, or methods were – as long as they could win, that was enough!
“I’ll give it a try.”
Zhao Mingwei with the hope of the whole village on his shoulders, ascended to the platform under the watchful eyes of numerous players behind him… and as he stepped onto the platform, a subtle change occurred in Thorne’s gaze.
As the countdown to the beginning of the duel floated into the air, Thorne finally gave up the lazy posture he had been using to buff players before the start of combat.
He took up a simple starting stance.
“Many talented spirits have crossed swords with me,” Thorne said suddenly. “You must be the most outstanding among them.”
“There are many more talented than me among my friends, only they haven’t gotten the qualifications to play Spirit,” Zhao Mingwei told Thorne a sad fact since only about two-thirds of Chinese players had received the qualifications to play Spirit, and not a single professional player in the world had.
Zhao Mingwei didn’t think he was the most outstanding among the top-tier players, he had just started playing earlier than most, whether it was in the Dispute or in Spirit.
