You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

Chapter 497 The final imperial city national war begins!
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Afterwards, Tang Ping's gang, "Glory", began to apply for a siege, and the one defending the city was the "Pawnshop No. 9", the highest-level gang in the area.

Although Tang Ping's Glory Guild only had three people, they were not afraid at all when facing the enemy's massive army.

The walls of the Imperial City towered majestically, reaching into the clouds. Atop the walls, the banner of "Pawnshop No. 9" fluttered in the wind, as thousands of players stood in formation. Below, three lone figures emerged: the entire "Glory" guild—Tang Ping, Little God of Wealth, and Big Black Bull.

The city walls were crowded with people, shouts of killing shook the sky, and armor and weapons gleamed in the sun. The defenders' lineup was formidable:
The front row is composed of shield warriors wearing heavy armor and holding huge shields, forming an indestructible line of defense.

In the middle are the mage and the archer, their spells flashing and their arrows ready to be fired.

In the back are the nurses and assistants, ready to provide support at any time.

In stark contrast were the three figures below the city wall who were "overconfident." Their equipment was exceptionally ornate, and the aura they exuded was undeniable.

Tang Ping was wearing dark red armor, holding a blade of heavenly punishment that was flashing with blue light, and staring straight at the top of the city wall with a sharp gaze.

The little God of Wealth is wearing a golden robe, and a mysterious gem is floating on the top of the staff in his hand.

The big black bull has a burly figure, with ferocious skull patterns all over his black heavy armor, and he holds a huge axe in each hand.

On the city wall, "Night," the president of "Pawnshop No. 9," sneered, "You think these three people want to attack the city? That's just a foolish dream!"

However, when he saw Tang Ping's ID and equipment clearly, his expression suddenly changed: "It's 'Marfa Supreme'! The madman who just killed the Dark Dragon!"

At the foot of the city, Tang Ping turned to look at his two teammates and whispered, "Are you ready?"

The Little God of Wealth and the Big Black Bull nodded simultaneously. Determination gleamed in the eyes of all three.

"Attack the city!" Tang Ping gave the order.

In an instant, the sky and earth seemed to change color. The Blade of Heavenly Punishment in Tang Ping's hand erupted with a dazzling blue light, and a massive sword energy shot straight into the sky. A massive magic circle suddenly appeared above the Little God of Wealth's staff, countless runes flowing through it. The big black bull roared angrily, and his muscles bulged as if they were about to burst through his armor.

The players on the city wall were immediately panicked. This wasn't just a normal siege; it was clearly three humanoid natural disasters!

Tang Ping flashed, arriving at the foot of the city wall. The Blade of Heavenly Punishment swept across, a flash of sword light piercing the entire wall. Dozens of players were instantly killed, dissipating in white light.

The Little God of Wealth's spell followed closely behind. With a wave of his hands, the sky suddenly became overcast with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning flashed. Countless bolts of lightning descended like a dragnet, electrocuting the players on the city wall until they were charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

The big black bull, like a human tank, rammed directly into the city gate. The sturdy gate was as fragile as paper before him, collapsing with a loud bang. He rushed into the enemy camp, sweeping with his two axes, and instantly threw people and horses to the ground.

The players on the city walls were in a panic. Their vaunted human wave tactics paled in comparison to these three. Neither the shield warriors' defense nor the mages' damage output could stop the three members of "Glory."

"How is this possible?!" Ye Mu watched the scene in disbelief. He commanded the guild elites to attack the three people, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, to no avail.

In just ten minutes, the proud defenses of Pawnshop No. 9 were breached. Tang Ping and his two companions advanced unimpeded, advancing straight into the Imperial Palace.

On the city walls and in the streets, players were everywhere, instantly killed and dissipated in white light. The survivors stared at each other in silence for a long time. They finally understood how insignificant the advantage of numbers was in the face of absolute strength.

When Tang Ping stood in front of the palace, raising the Blade of Heavenly Punishment and pointing it towards the sky, the entire server was shaken. A system announcement resounded through the sky:
"Congratulations to player 'Marfa Supreme' for leading the 'Glory' guild to successfully capture the Imperial City and earn the title of Supreme!"

At this moment, everyone understood that a new era had arrived.

As the charge horn sounded, the siege officially began.

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At the foot of the Imperial City wall, Tang Ping, holding the Blade of Heavenly Punishment, scanned the densely packed enemies with his gaze like lightning. He took a deep breath, and with a flash of his body, he rushed towards the wall like an arrow from a bow.

"Here they come!" shouted a sharp-eyed archer on the city wall.

Suddenly, countless arrows rained down like raindrops. Tang Ping sneered, and the Blade of Heavenly Punishment danced in front of him, slicing down all the arrows. A few that slipped through the net grazed his armor, making a crisp sound of metal clashing, but not even a trace was left.

"Is that all you can do?" Tang Ping dodged arrows while rushing forward.

The mages on the city wall were not to be outdone, casting a variety of spells like fireworks. Fireballs, icicles, and lightning intertwined into a gorgeous and deadly curtain, covering Tang Ping's path.

However, Tang Ping's figure moved between the spells like a ghost. He dodged, blocked, his movements flowing and dazzling. Occasionally, a spell would strike him, but it was completely neutralized by his world-destroying magic armor.

"Is this guy a monster?" a wizard exclaimed.

Tang Ping had already reached the foot of the city wall. He leaped, shooting skyward like an arrow. The players defending the city watched in amazement as this figure leaped over the nearly 100-meter-high wall and landed lightly among them.

"Kill!" Tang Ping roared, and the blade of heavenly punishment swept out.

A brilliant sword light pierced the entire wall, instantly severing over a dozen players in half before dissipating in a flash of white light. The remaining players panicked and retreated.

Tang Ping moved unimpeded, his Heavenly Punishment Blade whirling up and down. Each strike took the lives of several players. His figure weaved through the crowd, reaping life like the Grim Reaper's scythe.

"Concentrate your firepower and kill him!" shouted a commander of "Pawnshop No. 9".

Suddenly, dozens of players gathered around. Shield warriors formed a defensive line, shields raised. Mages and archers stood in the back, ready to deliver ranged damage. Several nurses stood guard, ready to heal at any moment.

Tang Ping looked at the formation with a cold smile on his face. He suddenly leaped up, transforming into a streak of blue light, piercing the center of the formation.

"collapse!"

With a loud explosion, a wave of blue energy spread out from Tang Ping's center. The surrounding players were thrown back like scarecrows, tumbling off the city walls. Before the survivors could rejoice, they saw Tang Ping approaching them like a leech.

The blades of divine retribution slashed gracefully through the air, each strike delivered with impeccable precision. The shields of the shield warriors were cleaved in two, the staffs of the mages snapped, and the longbows of the archers shattered. In a matter of seconds, this carefully orchestrated formation collapsed.

"No, impossible!" The commander looked at the scene in disbelief.

Tang Ping turned around, his gaze piercing the commander like a knife. The commander felt his legs go weak and he almost fell to his knees.

At this moment, the catapults and arrow towers on the city walls began to unleash their might. Huge rocks whistled down, and arrows swarmed like locusts. But Tang Ping, as if prescient, always managed to dodge them beforehand.

He flipped over and arrived in front of an arrow tower. Before the archer guarding the tower could react, he was struck in the throat by a sword. Tang Ping leaped onto the tower, looking down from above, like an emperor reigning supreme.

"You are so slow." Tang Ping said contemptuously.

Before he finished speaking, he leaped forward, charging towards another arrow tower. The Blade of Heavenly Punishment drew a graceful arc, and the entire tower collapsed, turning into a pile of broken wood.

The players on the city wall were stunned. This wasn't a game; it was clearly a one-man show. Tang Ping's every move was smooth and flowing, every strike perfectly timed. He weaved through the crowd, teasing his enemies like a clown.

"Back off!" someone shouted in horror.

However, it was too late. Tang Ping had already reappeared in the center of the crowd. The blue light on the Blade of Heavenly Punishment was brighter, and sword energy whistled out. "Swish, swish, swish!"

The sword energy moved through the crowd like a living thing, and wherever it passed, players fell to the ground. In just a few breaths, a large area on the city wall was cleared.

Tang Ping stood on the corpse-strewn city wall and surveyed his surroundings. The surviving players were hushed in fear, not daring to utter a single breath. They finally understood how this man could single-handedly challenge an entire guild.

"Who else?" Tang Ping asked calmly. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

No one answered.

Tang Ping chuckled and turned to walk into the city. His back stretched out in the setting sun, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, its edge exposed.

The players defending the city stared blankly at the figure's back, with only one thought in their minds: this is the real master, the one who can shake the entire server by himself.

The first phase of the siege concluded in front of everyone's astonishment. Tang Ping single-handedly slew the countless defenders, forcing them to flee in disarray. This battle was destined to go down in the annals of the game, becoming a legend recounted by countless players.

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Tang Ping entered the city, and the quaint buildings and narrow streets came into view. The air was filled with tension and fear, like the calm before the storm. Suddenly, a cold voice shattered the stillness.

"Mafa Supreme, your good luck ends here."

Tang Ping looked up and saw a woman in silver-white armor standing on the roof, holding a long sword that shone with a cold light. Her ID was "Frost Sword Princess," and she was one of the vice presidents of "Pawnshop No. 9."

Frost Sword Lady leaped, her longsword piercing Tang Ping's throat like a meteor. Tang Ping dodged sideways, and the Blade of Heavenly Punishment met his blow. With a clang, sparks flew. The two exchanged blows, swords flashing and footwork executed with exquisite precision, a thrilling duel unfolding in the narrow streets.

Frost Sword Lady's swordsmanship is lightning-fast, and every strike is deadly. Her ultimate move, "Thousand Frost Blades," is even more terrifying: countless icy blades appear out of thin air, surrounding Tang Ping.

However, Tang Ping remained calm, his figure weaving through the ice blades like a ghost. Suddenly, he flashed behind Frost Sword Lady, and the Blade of Heavenly Punishment drew a graceful arc.

"Impossible!" Frost Sword Princess exclaimed, but it was too late. Her body turned into a streak of white light and dissipated into the air.

Before Tang Ping could even catch his breath, a sudden gust of wind blew over him. A burly, bald man, his ID "Kuangfeng Polang," appeared, and he was the other vice president of the "Number Nine Pawnshop."

"Supreme Mafa, prepare to die!" Kuangfengpolang roared angrily, and his fist, wrapped in violent elemental power, smashed down on Tang Ping's head.

Tang Ping raised his sword to meet the blow, but was knocked back several steps by the force of the punch. Kuangfeng Polang pursued the attack, his punches and kicks raining down like raindrops, each one packed with astonishing power.

Tang Ping was cornered and seemed to be in danger. At this moment, he suddenly revealed a strange smile.

“You’ve fallen into a trap.”

Before he finished speaking, Tang Ping's body suddenly transformed into a phantom. Kuang Feng Po Lang's punch missed, and he instantly lost his balance. Tang Ping's true form descended from the sky, the Blade of Heavenly Punishment pointing directly at Kuang Feng Po Lang's back.

"How is this possible?" Kuang Feng Po Lang couldn't believe his eyes. The next second, he also turned into a white light and disappeared.

Just as Tang Ping was about to move forward, the surroundings suddenly darkened. Countless shadows surrounded him, and a cold voice rang out in the darkness:

"Mafa Supreme, come and play a game with Shadow."

Tang Ping looked around warily, only to see a thin figure in night clothes emerge from the shadows. It was Shadow Demon, the master assassin of Pawnshop No. 9.

The Shadow Demon's speed was astonishing, moving freely in the shadows, sometimes appearing on Tang Ping's left, sometimes flashing to the right and behind. Although Tang Ping was alert, he was still ambushed several times, leaving several bloody marks on his body.

"What a tough opponent," Tang Ping thought to himself, and suddenly an idea struck him. He closed his eyes, as if giving up resistance.

The Shadow Demon was overjoyed at this and prepared to deliver a fatal blow. Just as his dagger was about to pierce Tang Ping's back, Tang Ping turned abruptly and the Blade of Heavenly Punishment accurately pierced the Shadow Demon's chest.

"What's wrong with you?" The Shadow Demon looked at Tang Ping in disbelief.

"I used my hearing to detect your location," Tang Ping said calmly. The Shadow Demon, unwilling to give up, turned into white light and dissipated.

Tang Ping had just breathed a sigh of relief when the ground suddenly shook violently. A three-meter-tall giant appeared at the end of the street. His ID was "Titan," the tank king of "Pawnshop No. 9."

The ground shook with every step the Titan took. He brandished his massive mace and charged at Tang Ping. Tang Ping raised his sword to block, but the sheer force numbed his palms.

Titan's defense was amazing, and Tang Ping's attack could only leave shallow scars on him. Tang Ping, on the other hand, was already shaken by the aftermath of Titan's attack, and his blood was boiling.

"Looks like I have to use that trick." Tang Ping secretly made up his mind. He suddenly put away the Blade of Heavenly Punishment and formed seals with his hands.

"What do you want to do?" Titan asked warily.

Tang Ping didn't answer, but closed his eyes and concentrated. Suddenly, a dazzling blue light burst out from his body. When the light faded, Titan was horrified to find that Tang Ping's body had become as tall as himself.

“What kind of skill is this?”

"Giant." Tang Ping said calmly, then punched out.

The two giants engaged in a terrifying melee in the narrow streets. Buildings collapsed, the ground cracked, and the entire city seemed to be razed to the ground. Finally, Tang Ping seized the opportunity and hit the Titan's jaw with a powerful uppercut. The Titan's massive body collapsed to the ground and dissipated in a white light.

Tang Ping released his giant form and gasped for breath. At this moment, a sinister laugh was heard.

"As expected of the Mafa Supreme, he actually came here to kill us."

Tang Ping looked up and saw a white-haired old man standing in front of the palace gate. His ID was "Time Warlock," one of the strongest in "Pawnshop No. 9."

The Time Warlock held a staff, surrounded by mysterious runes. He waved his hand gently, and Tang Ping suddenly felt the flow of time around him slow down.

"In my time domain, you will age faster until you turn into dust." The Time Warlock said proudly.

Tang Ping felt the life force rapidly draining from his body, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes. He forced himself to take a step forward, but each step felt extremely difficult.

At this moment, Tang Ping suddenly remembered something and took out a golden hourglass from his backpack.

"That's the hourglass that reverses time!" The time wizard exclaimed in surprise.

Tang Ping crushed the hourglass, and a magical power surged into his body. He felt as if he had returned to his peak state, and the Time Warlock's skills had lost their effect on him.

The Time Warlock wanted to use another skill, but Tang Ping was already in front of him. The Blade of Heavenly Punishment drew a graceful arc, and the Time Warlock's head flew high.

"No, it's impossible. I am the master of time." The time wizard unwillingly turned into white light and disappeared.

Tang Ping stood at the palace gate, looking back at the battlefield behind him. The once bustling streets were now devastated, with traces of fighting everywhere. He took a deep breath, pushed open the palace gate, and prepared to face the final challenge!

(End of this chapter)