Second World-Novel

Chapter 1572 1572. Master’s True Intention

"Jeanny…!!" Jet had been using his super jumps as he fought through the barricades to get to Jeanny, but he was not fast enough. Jeanny had been bound by a runic rope upon his approach.

Once Jeanny was incapacitated, Spring Crown turned his attention elsewhere. He saw Jet's approach.  He changed his weapon into an axe and slashed at Jet who was coming in with a high jump. The heavy axe collided with Jet's claw weapons. Jet was forced away from where Jeanny was at.

Jet looked helplessly as Jeanny was carried away.

"What are you people trying to do?!" Jet yelled with anger. His claw weapons jabbed with ferocious stabs.

Spring Crowned simply smiled as he stepped back slowly to accommodate Jet's violent assault. His weapons had changed to twin swords. He was just keeping Jet at bay. He had no intention of clashing with this old martial artist directly.

His objective had been achieved, after all.

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The whole of Cakra Basin was full of players trying to bash each other in. Those who were still undecided about who to support had moved further away out of the basin. They were now watching the battle from the hills.

In terms of the general situation, the Everlasting Heavenly Legends and its allies had the upper hand. They slew many of their opponents. Aside from their higher number, it was also because of the opponent's formation. The spectators who watched from afar thought that the World Maker and its allies had made a grave tactical error. Most of their forces were concentrated in a few spots, leaving the rest vulnerable. The World Maker and its allies suffered more casualties than their opponents.

John had just realized these peculiarities. If he had the war table or the guild army platform, he would have noticed this arrangement immediately, but he didn't.

He called for his allies to check on the places where the enemies were concentrated. While he was still giving orders, several allied players came to him bearing three news almost simultaneously.

"Jeanny has been taken!"

"Leavemealone is kidnapped!"

"The enemy has taken Red Death!"

This news gave him a revelation. They had all been duped by this so-called convention. He turned to Master who was protected by his followers.

"So, this is your intention all along?!" John gritted his teeth. "How do you know Jeanny has one?"

"… I sensed the divine pulse when I killed her," Master answered. He had also received reports that his followers had bagged those three. "Time to end this."

Master came forward. Everlasting Heavenly Members who saw their target coming forward immediately redoubled their efforts. Each player tried to compete with the others to get to Master, but the opponents' barricade held.

"You people better run now. My reinforcement will arrive soon," Master declared.

"Tough talk!" Giant Steve yelled. He pushed using his shield to get to Master. "We have scouted the lands around here. No one but players and monsters for miles."

Master smirked. "You have scouted the lands. What about the skies?" Master pointed up.

Giant Steve didn't look up. He wasn't going to get tricked into looking elsewhere in the middle of a fight. John, however, looked up.

What he saw were two specks in the clear sky. These specks were getting bigger. As they did, so did John's eyes.

"Motherf*cker… Retreat! Retreat!!" John called.

The others who heard John's shout were confused. They were winning, weren't they? Why should they retreat? The enemy should be the one retreating.

They then heard thundering roars. Everyone looked up. They too saw the specks then, which were now revealed to be two gargantuan dragons. One was covered in dark red scales. The other seemed to be made out of wood. Both had hollow eyes.

"Uddroth…?" Viking and the players from Palgrost recognized the red dragon. They had seen this dragon when they were preparing the defense in Balgadur.

Nova and Jennifer from Wicked Witches also recognized the other dragon. "That… That's Eurdrasill," Jennifer stammered. She happened to see the wooden dragon once when they were doing the kingdom faction quest for the previous Aurebor's queen.

The two eternal-grade dragons were also affected by the Hex of Power Restraint. They couldn't use their breath attacks or cast any spells. They didn't need to. Their huge bodies slammed into the ground where most of World Maker's opponents were concentrated.

Their landing caused an earthquake. The shockwave made everyone fall to the ground. The ones who were unluckily squashed by the dragons upon landing died at once. The others nearby soon joined their fates as the two dragons started stomping and chomping.

"Crap! Pull back! Pull back!"

Everyone started to echo the retreat command. Those who were closest to the dragons fled haphazardly.

The garrison that was guarding the Hex of Power Restraint was confused about what to do after seeing the turn of events. Should they flee as well? But the hex would stop working once they moved it.

They couldn't send and receive messages due to the hex's power. One of them then spotted a guildmate in the distance who was sending them a hand signal. The signal was to retreat at once. They quickly packed the artifact and fled from there.

Once the artifact's power was gone. The dragons started unleashing their breath attacks, slaughtering even more players. To make matters worse, Master was able to use his spells again. He cast the spell that had been interrupted earlier.

A huge meteorite fell on the fleeing players, killing many in the process.

Master followed up with Wind God Blades and donned his Earth Titan Suit. Like a giant mech, he charged forward. Everyone ran away at their fastest speed. Under the protection of his Earth Titan Suit, Master continued casting one AOE spell after another, blasting those who were slow in fleeing.

He grinned savagely while doing it. He disliked letting emotion get the better of him, but he couldn't deny the satisfaction he felt at the moment when his enemies scattered like ants.