The Fourth Disaster: People become gods through high martial arts and gaming

Chapter 157: One Shot to the Soul (Long Chapter)

In the valley.

Four large transport trucks with the Gorilla Gang logo printed on them blocked the rear of the road. Hundreds of Gorilla Gang members got out of the trucks and surrounded the rear of the road.

In front of the valley road, more than ten large transport trucks completely blocked the road, and thousands of people surrounded them, completely blocking the ten large transport trucks on the road.

The player's convoy could neither retreat nor advance, and there were hundreds of fully armed archers holding A6-level compound bows on both sides of the road, as well as advanced apprentices and extreme apprentices holding heavy shields in the front row.

After the people from several major families completed the encirclement, a Feather Clan warrior wearing B2-level armor also respectfully came to the three Feather Clan youths who were dressed in luxurious clothes.

"Master Dibs, the road has been blocked. We can capture those people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School at any time." The burly middle-aged warrior of the Feather Clan looked at the elegant young man with light golden wings among the three and reported in a low voice.

"Very good." The young Feather Tribe member named Dibs nodded and gave the order directly, "Go tell those people to give up resistance and surrender now. Our three major families and the Gorilla Gang can promise to spare their lives. If they resist stubbornly, they will be killed!"

The two young men from the Feather Clan standing by didn't say anything, but just looked at the Beiao family's ultimate beginner warrior wearing B2-level armor.

There are three major families of the Feather Clan in the suburbs of the City of Chasing Light, namely Beiao, Bain, and Pewen. Among them, the Beiao family is the most powerful and can be ranked among the top ten families in the suburbs.

However, the young men from the Bain and Peven families did not focus on Dibs just because of this incident.

Dibs is the seventh young master of the Beiao family. He is only eighteen years old, but he is already an extreme quasi-warrior. The training method he practices is the most profound high-level warrior training method of the Beiao family. Once he becomes a warrior, he will definitely enter the genius training camp in the future. His status in the Beiao family is extremely high, and he is not comparable to the two ordinary young masters who are still at the age of 24 and are still at the extreme quasi-warriors.

"Yes!" The burly man wearing B2-level armor bowed and retreated.

"Dibs, although we have surrounded the people in the Obsidian Martial Arts School, are you really sure that the Obsidian Martial Arts School has the remains of a lord-level monster?" Gal Bain, who is two meters and two meters tall and has a pair of light blue wings and is from the Bain family, couldn't help but confirm again.

Gus Pevin, who came from the Pevin family and had a pair of light blue wings, couldn't help but look at Dibs.

This time, the three of them joined forces mainly because of Dibs's suggestion. He said that they were willing to join forces only if he could help them become warriors before the registration for the genius training camp closed.

The same is true for the gorilla gang on the other side.

They were after the remains of the lord-level monster that Dibs mentioned. As for the rumors from the outside world that the Obsidian Martial Arts School had obtained various treasures, they were not fools and of course they did not believe them.

But the remains of lord-level monsters is not impossible. After all, any warrior association has a lot of remains of lord-level monsters in its warehouse, but their suburban families are not qualified to obtain them.

"Don't worry, I can confirm this. The White Feather Gang secretly provided me with photos of the Obsidian Martial Arts School transporting the remains of a lord-level monster at night. Although there are not many remains of that lord-level monster, just a claw weighing several hundred kilograms, it is enough for us to be promoted to warriors!" Dibs smiled and clicked the smart watch on his wrist, showing the photos provided by the White Feather Gang to the two of them.

The photo showed several people in silver-gray clothes transporting a large tricycle in the middle of the night. The tricycle was wrapped in a layer of rain cloth, and its huge claws were exposed in the strong wind.

No matter how you look at it, that claw is not the size of an ordinary monster. It is definitely the sharp claw that only a lord-level monster with a body size of more than 20 meters can possess.

"It's true!" Gal Bain looked at the photo, his eyes shining with greed.

The remains of lord-level monsters are the main materials for making type three potions. Even if you don’t have the ability to make type three potions, you can make soup from them to improve your qi and blood and quickly break through.

Moreover, if they break through in the soup made from lord-level monsters, their potential will be greatly improved, giving them the opportunity to become excellent potential and directly enter this year's genius training camp.

"This time we only need to take these people as hostages, and then combine with our several major forces to put pressure on them. The Obsidian Martial Arts School will be more clear-headed and will definitely hand over the remains of those lord-level monsters." Dibs said as he looked at the transport convoy not far away and couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth.

With the remains of a lord-level monster, he will be able to break through and become a warrior this year, and he will also be able to enter the genius training ground this year. It may not be impossible for him to win first place at that time.

At Dibs's command, the middle-aged and strong warrior of the Beiao family also came to a place less than a hundred meters away from the transport convoy.

"Everyone, get out of the car and surrender now. We, the three great families of Beiao and the Gorilla Gang, will guarantee your personal safety. If you resist stubbornly, you will all die!" The voice of a burly middle-aged warrior wearing B2-level armor was loud and clear, like a lion's roar. The energy emanating from his body even caused a strong wind to whirlwind within a radius of dozens of meters. "I give you ten seconds to think about it. If you don't make a decision after ten seconds, you will die!"

As the burly middle-aged warrior issued the final ultimatum, the members of the Liusen Gang who were hiding seven or eight hundred meters away could hear it clearly.

"Oh my god! Are you crazy? The three major families of Beiao and the Gorilla Gang actually teamed up to rob. What on earth is in that transport convoy?" Rosalina stared at the transport convoy, her eyes full of shock.

Whether it is the three major Feather Clan families in the suburbs of Light-Chasing City or the Gorilla Gang, they are also quite famous in Star Tower City. They once had conflicts with the suburban gangs and families of Star Tower City because of selling some goods in Star Tower City. In the end, those suburban gangs and families chose to compromise.

Any one of these four major forces, if placed in the suburbs of Star Tower City, would be ranked among the top 20 major forces.

With the four families joining forces, even the major forces in the suburbs of Star Tower City had to give in.

But now the four forces have joined forces and actually come to rob the transport convoy. I'm afraid no one will believe it if I tell others about it.

"The people in this convoy are really unlucky. They were robbed by four forces like this. They didn't even have a chance to escape." A young Sen tribe member watching the figures disembarking from the transport vehicles said sympathetically, "If it were us, most of them might have escaped."

"These people are dressed in uniform. They should be from a certain force in the City of Light, but I have never heard of them." Rosalina looked at the figures getting out of the car, each wearing a silver-gray long-sleeved T-shirt, and felt very curious.

"Boss Rosa, let's go quickly. If we are targeted by these four families, we won't be able to leave even if we want to." The young man from the Sen tribe looked at the thoughtful Rosalina and reminded her.

"Let's wait and see. This time, the four major forces of the City of Light are joining forces to plunder." Rosalina completely ignored the young man from the Forest Tribe and said excitedly while looking at the transport convoy, "For these four major forces to attach so much importance to it, there must be valuable treasures on this convoy. Although we can't get the valuable treasures, if we can get news about them, we can sell them for a high price when we go back." The young man from the Forest Tribe was also helpless and had to stay aside and look at the convoy as well.

At this time, all the people in the transport convoy got off the vehicles. There were more than 200 people in total, which shocked everyone present.

"Why are there so many people?" Gar Bain looked at the Obsidian Martial Arts School disciples who got out of the car in surprise. "Didn't they say that the Obsidian Martial Arts School had only a small number of disciples?"

"Isn't this even better? With so many people, that should be all the manpower the Obsidian Martial Arts School can provide." Dibs laughed at the side. "With this group of people, the Obsidian Martial Arts School will hand over the lord's remains even if they don't want to."

Gus Pevin on the other side also nodded, agreeing with Dibs' words.

Such a large number of members of the Obsidian Martial Arts School should be all that the Obsidian Martial Arts School can offer. If the Obsidian Martial Arts School wants to continue to develop in the City of Chasing Light, this group of people must not be given up.

In today's major cities, what is the most important thing for a force to develop?
That's right!

That’s talent!

If a force does not have a large supply of talent, it will be difficult for it to gain a foothold in the city even if the leader is very powerful. After all, it is impossible for the leader to do everything by himself and he will be too busy to handle it. All these things require a large number of talents to lead their subordinates to do them.

There are now more than 40 apprentices coming down from the convoy, and each of them is a senior apprentice or above, including many quasi-warrior-level masters. These are all talents of a gang, and the training of these talents requires not only a lot of resources, but also a lot of time.

For a gang, giving up is not easy.

However, just when Dibs and his men thought they had made a profit, they saw the ordinary people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School standing on both sides of the convoy, one by one throwing the metal boxes in their hands to the ground and stepping on the metal suitcases.

Card! Card! Card!
In less than three seconds, more than a hundred Obsidian Martial Arts School disciples wearing A6-level armor appeared on both sides of the convoy.

The appearance of this scene instantly stunned the people from the four major forces, and even Rosalina and others who were watching the show from a distance.

A6-level armor is so precious that each set is worth millions of bits, which can be said to be more valuable than the life of a would-be warrior.

Even the major forces in the suburbs do not have many A6-level armors in their hands. Generally, they only have dozens of sets, and some have hundreds of sets. Each one is treated as a treasure, and only apprentices above the advanced level can equip it.

But not only does the Obsidian Martial Arts School have more than a hundred sets of armor, but each person wearing A6-level armor is also an ordinary person. It is so luxurious that it is inhumane.

But before everyone present could react, these ordinary people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School wearing A6-level armor, led other ordinary people and rushed directly towards the archers and shield bearers on both sides of the road.

"They dare to resist! Kill them!" Beiao's burly middle-aged warrior roared as he looked at the disciples of the Obsidian Martial Arts School who were taking action.

Following the orders from the Nordic warriors, archers on both sides of the road also shot arrows.

In an instant, hundreds of arrows fell like raindrops on the disciples of the Obsidian Martial Arts School who were rushing towards them, while the disciples of the Obsidian Martial Arts School wearing A6-level armor stood in the front.

boom! boom! boom!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the A6-level arrows landed on the A6-level armor, leaving only white marks, causing the player wearing the A6-level armor to retreat several steps without suffering any injuries.

"Awesome! This battle is so realistic. Even if you are wearing magical armor, the places hit by arrows feel as painful as being pricked by needles." A wealthy man said excitedly while touching the place where he was hit.

"It's worthy of being a magical outfit for novices. I'm not hurt at all. The money is worth it!" Another rich man looked at the A6-level arrows on the ground with shining eyes.

This scene also made the old players sigh.

When they were newcomers, they could only dodge the arrows desperately and die if they were not careful. Now the newcomers don’t even dodge the rain of arrows, but just wear their magical equipment and withstand it. There is simply no comparison.

"Brothers, we're almost close, let's go!"

After a wave of arrow rain, the newcomers of the Obsidian Martial Arts School also arrived. They stood in front of the archers and shield bearers who were already very close to each other, and picked up B2-level arrows and threw them into the air.

This made the senior apprentices and extreme apprentices in the front row holding A6-level heavy shields look bewildered. They had no idea what these disciples of the Obsidian Martial Arts School were doing.

They had clearly rushed to a distance of three or four meters in front of me, but they threw away the B2-level arrows they were holding. Are they planning to surrender?
However, just when the people from the four major forces didn't know how to respond, two hundred newcomers had lightning flashing in their hands and slapped the tails of the falling arrows.

boom!
For a moment, two hundred beams of blazing light illuminated the dim valley, as if the whole world was lit up.

Then everyone present saw an incredible scene.

The shield bearers standing on both sides of the road had large holes on their A6-level heavy shields. These holes not only penetrated the shields, but also the A6-level protective gear behind them, leaving a burnt hole on their chests.

These holes are the size of fists, as if these people's chests are naturally empty.

Then two hundred shield bearers, even including some archers in the rear, fell to the ground one by one, motionless, blood flowing, soon soaking the ground.

They all died to the point where they couldn't die anymore.

(End of this chapter)