I became a saint in the game

No one is blind!

As the battle situation further developed, the indigenous monks also noticed some clues.

Then a funny scene happened. On the battlefield, except for the people from Dayun Temple who were still fighting desperately, the other monks began to let go and their attacks became increasingly weak. When the distance was less than five meters, the spells in their hands could not hit the target.

Moreover, after meeting Chen Shicheng, even before he was attacked, he let out an exaggerated shout and fell to the ground, and then was thrown obediently by the minions into the hill of wounded people.

In this situation, the monks of Dayun Temple could not hold the front line and were soon killed and their weapons and armors abandoned. The players advanced quickly and arrived next to the altar in the blink of an eye. Some ranged attacks could even reach the edge of the altar.

The head monk of Damo Academy of Dayun Temple certainly noticed this situation. After his face changed several times, he sent people to fight their way out of the encirclement and came to the general to seek help.

It's a pity that the general would never let his men die at such a time, not to mention there were secret orders from above.

So after righteously rejecting the request to join the battlefield, he directly ordered his troops to change direction, and while maintaining the formation, he led another wave of players who were guarding against them to another direction.

It's just that this direction has a good angle. Not only can the soldiers see the situation on the battlefield, but even the players can guard against them while looking at the battlefield with their peripheral vision.
Without waiting for his disciples to come back and report, the chief of the Dharma Academy, who had been observing the situation here, also knew the general's answer. After cursing inwardly, he looked towards the battlefield with a serious expression.

The situation is very critical for him!
Although these players have not actually come into contact with the altar, some long-range attacks can already reach the altar. Although the altar itself has defensive capabilities, they are not very strong.

However, these players do not know that the core magic weapon is in Chen Shicheng's hands, and he can end the battlefield and affect the player group at any time.

Therefore, with the resurrection mechanism in place, none of them are afraid of death at all. They would rather risk dying last time and run a few more steps forward with excitement on their faces, just to make sure their attacks hit the altar. What if their attacks can destroy the altar?
Even if they cannot destroy such a huge altar in one go, as long as there is a little damage, they will have a share in the task settlement. Wouldn't that be a big profit!
With this idea in mind, these players launched an attack towards the altar like the Death Squad. For a moment, even the chief of Dharma Academy couldn't hold on and was almost broken through.

"Big Brother, what should we do now? The disciples can't hold on any longer!" The second brother from Dayun Temple shouted anxiously as he looked at the disciples who were retreating step by step.

"Hold on a little longer. The opponent's realm is not high and his true energy will soon be used up. Then, we will be able to fight back."

This statement is obviously self-deception, and even the chief of Dharma Academy seemed a little lacking in confidence when he said it.

But what can he do? He can't just retreat at such a critical moment. Although the fellow disciples who came to help were all ordinary disciples, if he really abandoned them and retreated, the reputation of Dayun Temple would be completely ruined. He didn't want to go to the Discipline Institute.

"boom!"

Just as he was still recalling the various punishments in the Discipline House, a roar suddenly came from the altar behind him.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look, and saw a sable as big as an elephant suddenly appeared on the defense line that was in a stalemate.

After swallowing a monk alive, the sable bent its waist to gather strength, then kicked the ground with its two hind paws, and flew towards the altar with its huge body like a missile.

The altar sensed the incoming attack and instantly produced layers of runes to defend itself. However, Latiao's spiritual attributes far exceeded Chen Shicheng's. Coupled with the weight of his huge body, there was no way the unfinished altar could block it.

The next moment, Latiao’s huge head collided with the rune.

"Not good!" The moment the chief of Dharma Academy and others saw the spicy strips, their hearts skipped a beat and they realized that the situation was not good.

And the facts did not exceed their expectations. The defensive runes of the altar only lasted for less than a breath before turning into light spots in the sky and dissipating with the sound of shattering glass.

Latiao did not stop either. After breaking through the defense, he opened his mouth as wide as possible and bit into it directly under the desperate eyes of the chief of Dharma Academy.

"Crack!"

The altar made of white jade was like a cream cake, and a large piece of it was easily bitten off.

He chewed the spicy strips for a few times, frowned, and reluctantly swallowed the white jade fragments. Then he held the altar and started to chew it non-stop. This time he didn't chew it anymore, but swallowed it directly after it entered his mouth, which was considered to be less suffering.

"Big brother"

The second apprentice brother at the side looked at the destroyed altar, not only was he not frustrated, but he was delighted, "The altar has been destroyed, and we can't defend it anymore. In this case, can we..."

He didn't finish his words, but everyone who heard him knew what he meant, and they all turned to look at the chief of Dharma Academy who was in charge.

Finally, under everyone's expectant eyes, the head of Dharma Academy nodded with difficulty, "Gather the disciples and prepare to retreat!"

"Yes!"

The disciples of Dayun Temple began to gather immediately, formed a new formation, and prepared to break out under the leadership of several senior brothers.

The initiators of this action were about to break out, and the other disciples who came to help certainly could not fight to the death. They jumped out of the battlefield at the first opportunity and ran to the general to watch the fun.

"Want to run?"

Unlike other players who rushed to the altar and started demolishing the place with a bang, Chen Shicheng directly blocked the people in Dayun Temple by shrinking the distance. Before he could stand firm, he slashed a sword at the chief of Damo Academy who was leading the group.

"boom!"

The chief of Damo Academy swung the long stick in his hand with all his strength and smashed it on the sword energy at the critical moment. While deflecting the attack, he retreated four or five steps before he barely stopped.

Looking at the knife marks that almost split the long stick in two, the chief of Dharma Academy hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, let's talk. How about a truce now?"

"truce?"

Chen Shicheng stopped his raised hand above his head and said with a smile.

"You've seen that if we continue to fight, we will both lose, and your goal is just to destroy the altar. In this case, I will give the altar to you, but the premise is that you must let us leave safely!" The chief of the Dharma Academy and his junior brother changed their long sticks, guarding against Chen Shicheng, and said calmly. (End of this chapter)