Serial Player
Chapter 343 - 43: There is Only One Person on the Enemy Side

Chapter 343: Chapter 43: There is Only One Person on the Enemy Side

In the jungle, several figures intertwined as the sparks from clashing weapons illuminated several ferocious faces.

The Martial Art Transcendents began to grow impatient. Their weapons swung faster and faster, but they still could not overcome the Moon God.

Meanwhile, several soldiers who survived the bombardment looked up in horror, raising their guns.

Instead of firing at the Moon God, they aimed at the surrounding trees, where a few pale figures darted back and forth. The swaying branches and dim light nearly shattered the soldiers’ mental defenses.

The wild people were drawn to the fight!

This was the price to pay for instigating fights and attracting attention in the forest!

When the Moon God and the Transcendents fought with Volga, they attracted the wild people hiding in the dark forest. The wild people lurked nearby, ready to strike at any moment.

Volga’s gaze flickered, and he felt uneasy.

Why did the Moon God dare to intercept him after being injured?

"Is it the Fallen Ones?" Volga could only think of this possibility. Was the Moon God seeking revenge on behalf of the Great Tang soldiers?

Despite his injured body, he attacked Volga, planning to draw the wild people to fight against him?

"Foolish! You Hua Country people are always so arrogant! Risking your lives for a plotline faction? The punishment for this task is not death. You should have used an [Escape Coin] to leave the instance instead of putting your life on the line for some plotline faction!" A fierce aura erupted from the red stripes on Volga’s body as he activated his [Title Skill] once more, intending to either break free from or kill the Moon God quickly. Otherwise, attracting too many monsters would be troublesome.

The Moon God swung his scimitar, cutting out a galaxy-like blade of light that heavily struck Volga’s fist.

"Crack!"

Instead, the attacking Moon God was knocked back several steps, while a gash appeared on Volga’s fist, blood gushing out.

Volga’s expression changed slightly as he suddenly turned his head towards a certain direction. His exceptional physique granted him keen senses, and he spotted a faint spark in that direction.

This tiny flame was strikingly visible on the dark island.

And that direction was... the World War II faction’s camp!

Daring to light a fire? Impossible!

Lighting a fire at night would attract wild people to attack, the soldiers would never do such a thing!

Something must have gone wrong!

Had the remaining [Players] on the enemy side led troops to attack? Had Paperman Zhang’s plan failed?

"You wanted to stall me?" Now, Volga understood the Moon God’s intentions.

His heart sank, and he messaged Snow Shadow through [Friends]: "Return to the camp first, something must have happened! I can handle things here! We can’t afford to lose any more strength!"

"Yes, I’m on my way!"

Snow Shadow, who was running towards Volga’s direction about a kilometer away, instantly changed his course and headed towards the direction of the rising flames.

Previously, he had used the World War II faction’s mortar on a hill to bombard the negotiation site from beyond the effective range.

The indirect fire aided Volga’s retreat.

After packing up, he planned to rendezvous with Volga and make their next move.

At this moment, he ran back towards the camp with all his might.

The negotiation site was quite a distance from the World War II camp, and since the wild people were becoming agitated, it would take him some time to reach the camp.

On the other hand, the Moon God glanced back at the western flames that seemed to illuminate the entire night sky and smiled faintly: "It has already begun over there..."

Before his voice faded, Volga struck him with a flurry of punches.

Volga’s high Physique allowed him to fight against the Moon God’s scimitar with just his bare hands.

He could feel that the Moon God’s movements were somewhat unnatural, clearly due to his injuries: "Under these circumstances, you still plan to desperately hold us back?"

The Moon God felt a twinge in his lower ribs. Indeed, he hadn’t fully healed yet.

His ribs had been fractured during the bombardment. But what of it?

Upon hearing Volga’s voice, the Moon God sneered coldly: "Hold you back? You’re overthinking it."

As he spoke, a silver light flickered around his body, and the moonlight under the night seemed to brighten considerably.

The Transcendents were taken aback by the sudden event and halted their attack, feeling that something was very wrong.

This kind of celestial phenomenon was too frightening for them. It felt as if some terrifying entity was about to descend.

This wasn’t just the moonlight getting brighter, it was the moonlight condensing and gathering.

A column of light descended from the sky, focusing on the spot where the Moon God stood. It was as if they were welcoming their king!

This was the [Moonlight Throne]!

As the light column dissipated, the Moon God, clad in ethereal armor, slowly emerged.

He still held two carefully carved stone pieces the size of coins in his hand.

Volga’s face changed slightly, as he recognized those as... Energy Rune Stones! In other words, this guy wants to!

"Hold you back?" The Moon God grinned, tossing the stones in his hand and sneering, "No!"

Crushing the stones in one hand, his ferocious aura grew even stronger!

[Noon Chasing Order]!

This is the Moon God’s strongest state!

[Moonlight Throne] plus [Noon Chasing Order]

Two enhancement-type [Title Skills] activated one after the other, making the current Moon God strong enough to challenge LV10!

"I want to see if I can kill you guys!"

Martial Art Transcendent’s face showed fear.

Volga’s face was full of worry.

Wild men in the forest were attracted by the moonlight, letting out a howling noise.

Moon God twisted his twin blades, laughed loudly, and the battle began anew!

Meanwhile, Snow Shadow was still ten minutes away from the World War II forces.

The nearby commotion of the wild people forced him to be cautious on his journey, lest he get caught in an ambush.

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie on his back sounded. This communication device of the World War II soldiers was especially carried by Snow Shadow to keep in touch with them better.

The effective communication range of this walkie-talkie is 1.69 kilometers. Now that he can receive communication, it means that he is not far from the World War II camp.

Snow Shadow dodged the view of wild men while walking around a large tree and answered the walkie-talkie.

As soon as it was connected, gunfire came from the other side along with a tense voice, "Sir, we’ve been attacked!"

"Hold on, I’ll be there soon," Snow Shadow replied, "Move towards the sea, the wild people have rushed towards you guys. Abandon the camp and escape to the ocean if necessary!"

"But...our enemies came from the sea!"

Snow Shadow was taken aback, knowing that the Great Tang forces did have an iron-armored ship.

But hadn’t it been damaged and stranded on the shore? Could it be that the enemy [Player] had repaired the iron-armored ship?

"Weren’t there any sentries to warn? How did they manage to land successfully?"

"Sir...he...came crashing over." Frightened screams came from the other side of the walkie-talkie, and the communication soldier was so nervous that he couldn’t even speak clearly.

Snow Shadow was puzzled for a moment, crashing over? The camp was at least thirty meters away from the seashore. How could the enemy crash into it?

"Ahh!" A scream came from the other side of the walkie-talkie, mixed with gunfire.

"Stop him! Machine guns..."

"He’s coming!"

"Devil!"

"Grenade! Hurry up!"

"Hurry...hurry up and drive away!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Snow Shadow’s eyes flickered, unable to imagine a modern army equipped with firearms and artillery being so panicked. Did the Great Tang army have such strength?

Suddenly, he realized he had overlooked a problem.

The communication soldier kept saying he...not them.

"How many enemies are there?"

"Many... no! There’s only one person."

"No! That’s not a person, it’s a demon!"

"It’s a demon who can summon the undead!" The voice on the other side of the walkie-talkie cried out in despair, "He’s coming, no, no! My Lord, please...."

Then, the voice of the communication soldier disappeared.

A chilling laugh echoed through the walkie-talkie.

Snow Shadow only felt a chill spreading from his waist throughout his body.

The enemy.... there was only one person!