Chapter 61

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In the warehouse, the battle was in full swing.

"Focus fire, focus fire, try not to scatter your attacks, take them down one by one." This was the players' cry.

"Hold the line, hold the line, steady your positions, don't panic, don't lose your composure, we have the numbers." This was the NPCs' hesitation.

"You rebels, daring to oppose us, the Celestial Beings, you truly have no sense of life or death! Watch my Xingyi spear!" "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Suddenly, a player brandished a white wax spear, the spear tip swirling like a flower, and charged into the rebels' defenses.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The sound of rapid clashes filled the air. The spear tip deflected many attacks from all directions, but not all. In the blink of an eye, the player was struck by several blades, suffering serious injuries. However, his spear also hit several NPCs, one of whom was pierced through the chest. The NPCs' line was thrown into chaos, and the player took advantage of the confusion to launch a fierce attack.

The player who charged into battle laughed loudly, shaking his head and even began to sing: "Breaking through Cao's formation in the dark, my lord is nowhere to be found at dawn. Since Zhao Yun has accepted the heavy responsibility, I will search for him in heaven and on earth..."

"Ah! Ah! Ah... Old Li!" Among the rebels, someone cried out in sorrow, clearly a close friend of the NPC who had been pierced through the chest. A roar cut off the singing, and a figure charged out like a mad tiger, swinging a large saber, the blade flashing. "Thud! Thud!" Instantly, several sounds of the blade piercing flesh were heard.

But a few players were quick to react, intercepting him before he could get close, swinging their weapons to block him. In an instant, the NPC was covered in blood, his body a mess. However, the NPC seemed oblivious, "Thud! Thud!" swinging his large saber like a butcher, chopping at the player who was singing without regard for his own life or the cost.

The player's body trembled, his singing off-key, like an old record player losing power. He never finished the song. But the NPC couldn't hold on either, suffering repeated heavy blows, and fell into the pool of blood, like a pair of lovers dying together.

"Ah! Ah! Ah... Old Du!" The NPC who had been pierced through the chest, already on the brink of death, somehow found the strength to stand up again. He roared and lunged at a player who had just rushed to his side. The player reacted quickly, turning his blade horizontally, a Japanese sword piercing the NPC's abdomen and emerging from his back.

But... it was useless.

The NPC seemed to feel nothing, allowing the blade to pass through his body, even pushing the player's hand to secure the blade. Using his body as a sheath, he trapped the player's sword. Unable to pull the blade back, the player let go and tried to retreat, not wanting to tangle with a dead man. But it was too late.

The NPC wrapped his arms around the player, holding him tightly, making it impossible to move. Helpless, the player was chopped to pieces by the subsequent NPCs.

The flames and shouts rose and fell, life and death separated by a thin line, slaughter and bloodshed intertwined—this was the battlefield!

However, this fighting style was too primitive... Climbing up the slope and leaping into the warehouse, Dugu Fu sighed and shook his head as he watched the intense battle.

As he pondered, some players noticed him and two of them ran over.

"What? Can't you tell we're on the same side?" Dugu Fu called out calmly, pulling out two short staves from his spatial bag and waving them.

Actually, the simplest way to distinguish between NPCs and players was through forced quests, but that required being very close. The second method was to check the team markers on the map, but that required the other party to be in a team. Otherwise, one had to look at the other's attire, behavior, speech, and whether they had a bag.

Dugu Fu clearly had all these, his superb acting instantly confusing the others.

"Tch, why didn't you say so earlier?" The two players spat, giving him the middle finger, and turned to leave.

Having fooled the two, Dugu Fu scanned the surroundings. If he remembered correctly... indeed, he hadn't forgotten. The items were still there! Tsk, tsk, tsk, with such convenient conditions and not thinking to use them, these must be newbies. Shaking his head, Dugu Fu approached the edge of the warehouse, where a circle of fishing nets was drying.

The fishing nets already had lead weights, making them very handy. Untying the nets and grabbing the weights, Dugu Fu took a few steps to gain momentum and threw the weights over the heads of the player cluster. Due to the different speeds of the weights, the nets naturally stretched and opened, suddenly descending from the sky. Caught off guard, a dozen players were instantly entangled in the nets, tripping and tangling each other.

But that was just one net. The entire perimeter of the warehouse was lined with them. In the blink of an eye, Dugu Fu threw out a second net, trapping another group of players.

The players were caught off guard, their formation in disarray.

"Damn! It's that guy!" The two players who had been fooled traced the direction of the flying nets and immediately spotted Dugu Fu. Realizing they had been deceived, they were indignant and rushed to attack.

However...

As they fell into chaos, the NPCs naturally gained the upper hand, breaking through the formation in an instant and cutting the players to pieces. The two players were also caught in the tide, stumbling and unable to control themselves.

"Be careful! Be careful! Don't kill them!" Seeing the NPCs' violent actions, Dugu Fu shouted, "The resurrection point is too close. If you kill them, they'll be back in no time. Capture them alive, capture them alive, tie them up here."

Actually, the NPCs knew that these Immortals couldn't be killed, and chopping them was futile. But they couldn't contain their anger!

Though the battle was short, dozens of NPCs had fallen under the Immortals' blades, including their relatives, friends, and comrades... But with Dugu Fu's reminder, they gradually calmed down and stopped the slaughter. Out of more than fifty players, over twenty were killed, and the remaining thirty were captured alive.

"It's you..." As his subordinates tidied up, the warehouse manager, Lin Ziqing, looked at Dugu Fu, his hand on his sword, his face dark.

Though he didn't say anything, Dugu Fu understood his suspicion and quickly waved his hands. "I know you suspect me of being a spy, but I'm not."

Lu Tao's accusation, upon careful consideration, was actually quite reasonable. The warehouse had been here for who knows how long, always safe, but trouble started as soon as Dugu Fu arrived. Anyone would be suspicious. "I came to tell you not to take the water route. According to the information I have, the three thousand system troops pursuing Senior Gong should be urgently dispatched to Lingling and will arrive soon," Dugu Fu said sincerely.

Lin Ziqing looked at him, his expression uncertain, unsure whether to believe him.

"As for the spy..." Dugu Fu dragged Lu Tao out from the shadows. "I just ran into him. He was trying to sneak Guo Xingxing away, claiming it was on your orders..."

Lin Ziqing's expression changed, and he finally began to believe.

Lu Tao struggled, but his mouth was gagged, and he couldn't say anything.

"Don't hesitate, quickly get the brothers in the river to shore."

"I..." Lin Ziqing was still hesitant.

Suddenly, "Boom!" a loud explosion shook the ground, a towering water column shooting into the sky, and the water surface was roiled by waves. The few small boats that had just left the shore were instantly capsized by the waves.

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