MMORPG: Martial Gamer
Chapter 1862 1862: The Expert

"Me?"

Upon hearing Fearless's order, Vainglory was surprised and said, "You're not joking, right? Such an important task should be handled by Uncle Bull, shouldn't it?"

"Exactly…"

The others also expressed their confusion: "Without hair on the mouth, the work isn't solid. Fearless, you're letting Little Chicken go to the control panel, isn't this setting us up for failure?"

When they first fought on the Inferno Factory map, the group from Quan Zhen Sect suffered quite a bit; the control panel was the most crucial part of this map.

Such an important task should be entrusted to the most reliable person.

"Logically, it should be Old Bull's job", Fearless said, "But you all saw the strength of the opponents. Without Old Bull, we certainly can't win just by relying on the few of us."

"Then let Uncle Evil go…" Vainglory suggested, looking at the prodigious Yao.

"???"

Yao, looking bewildered, replied, "This is my first time on this map."

"Uh…"

Vainglory was speechless; of course, someone coming for the first time wouldn't know how to operate this map. It was akin to letting someone who had never seen a car drive one—this not only endangers others but also oneself.

"Well, what about Sister Xue?" Vainglory then looked at Yang Nuo.

"She's a ranged DPS…" Fearless shot a disdainful glance at Vainglory and said, "Little Chicken, how can you push this kind of task onto a woman?"

"But… but I'm scared by myself", Vainglory said, feeling guilty.

The control panel was suspended in mid-air, and taking control of it would necessarily separate them from their team.

In the face of such a strong opponent, sticking together was certainly the safest option. Wouldn't going to the control panel alone mean becoming the isolated target? Moreover, since the control panel was the most important part of this map, going up there would probably make them the first target for the enemy.

"Look at what you're saying." Fearless scoffed, "As if you wouldn't be scared if I let Old Bull and the others go up. Hurry up and get up there; otherwise, if you stay down here, I'll make sure you're the first to die."

"Damn it, Fearless!"

Threatened like this, Vainglory burst into tears. Damn, what kind of people are these? So ruthless...

Of course, whether it was Vainglory or the others, despite always opposing Fearless verbally, they actually followed his orders very well.

There was no way around it; disobeying Fearless would definitely lead to a bad outcome. When he said he would make Vainglory the first to die, he was not joking.

Everyone wasn't like Wang Yu, who was powerful enough to disregard all schemes and tricks; naturally, they wouldn't want to seek trouble for themselves.

As soon as the match began, Vainglory leaped toward Crotch Lord, who was below the control panel.

Crotch Lord raised his shield to block above, and Vainglory used that force to perform a double jump, easily landing on the control panel.

At the same time, the members of the Free Combat Team had already spread out and charged toward the Crowd of Misfits Team.

Crotch Lord dashed to the front of the team, holding up his shield to block the members of the Crowd of Misfits Team behind him.

At this moment, Spring Halo glanced at the Free Combat Team members and immediately reported two coordinates in the team channel: "2.16, 7.15."

"Boom!"

As soon as Spring Halo finished speaking, the Mage in the back row of the Free Combat Team suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet give way, and the iron plate he was standing on sank.

"Ah!"

The Mage screamed as he fell into the lava.

Before the members of the Free Combat Team could turn around to see what was happening, the front-row Guardian also felt the ground give way and fell into the lava.

The surging lava instantly engulfed the two.

Indeed, the control panel in the air was used to remotely operate the iron plates on the ground. According to the background story, the creation of Inferno Demons required soaking and refining in Inferno Lava, and this factory's primary function was to refine Inferno Demons.

Although the lava damage wasn't lethal, it was still quite high.

The Guardian was okay due to his high defense and thick health; after being burned by the lava, his health bar only dropped by a small amount. However, the Mage was worse off; his health bar was halved after being burned.

For top-tier players, losing health was relatively trivial; what mattered was that the front-row shield and the back-row DPS were the basic elements of their formation.

The fall of the Guardian and Mage into the lava was not a big deal, but it directly disrupted their already established formation.

There was now a large gap in the front row, and the back row lost a main DPS.

In this moment of disruption, the ranged classes on the Crowd of Misfits Team began to unleash a relentless barrage of damage toward the front.

After just one exchange, the members of the Free Combat Team were left in disarray.

The players of the Free Combat Team were indeed top-tier experts. Wade, after losing a round, instantly realized what was happening and pointed at the members of the Crowd of Misfits Team, saying, "Everyone, move! Don't stay in place; try to get closer to the enemies."

One could say that these experts had strong adaptability and quickly formulated a response.

The iron plates fell according to coordinates and were not targeted at any specific player; it was like a non-targeted skill, and as long as they moved, they could dodge.

The reason for moving closer to the Crowd of Misfits Team was that the sinking of the iron plates did not differentiate between enemies and allies. If they mixed together, the coordinates would surely become chaotic, making it easier to accidentally harm teammates and thus restricting their movements.

However, the members of the Free Combat Team did not expect that, although the Crowd of Misfits Team had very few strong members, each of them possessed exceptional skills.

For example, Brother Spring was a top-notch calculation genius; his predictive abilities had reached an extraordinary level.

Without exaggeration, as long as a target moved a few steps in front of Spring Halo, he could calculate the target's movement speed and make precise predictions about their positioning, even against world-class experts like the Free Combat Team.

As long as he was given a safe environment to make predictions, Spring Halo could ensure that the opponent could not escape his calculations.

8.12, 10.13.

9.19, 11.16.

…

A series of coordinates were sent out in the Crowd of Misfits Team's channel, and the iron plates on the ground sank into the lava in sequence.

The members of the Free Combat Team, unable to dodge in time, also fell in.

Before they could even reach the Crowd of Misfits Team, nearly all members of the Free Combat Team were burned by the lava.

In the chaos, Crotch Lord held up his shield to protect Spring Halo, while the others took the opportunity to attack.

After a few rounds, the first Mage from the Free Combat Team to fall into the lava was shot out of the arena by Yang Nuo's arrow, having had their health completely drained.

"Stop moving!!"

At this moment, Wade finally sensed that something was wrong.

The iron plates on the ground were a bit sinister; no matter how everyone dodged, they couldn't escape the sinking plates, as if some kind of aim-assist hack was in play, the precision was simply shocking.

It was evident that there was definitely an expert in the Crowd of Misfits Team.