Chapter 1701 - 432: Player Migration, Happy Hour

Chapter 1701: Chapter 432: Player Migration, Happy Hour

As the topics of Land of Chasing the Sun and Mechanical Army explode in popularity on the forum.

A spontaneous cross-map migration begins.

Regional Chat Channel (Emperor Tomb Mountain Range):

"Brothers, move to the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range, let’s teach our old friends, the Mechanical Army, a lesson. The topic is: Player Revenge, Never Too Late Even After Three Years."

"We can’t beat the demigods, but surely, we can earn a wave of sacrificial power."

"The units appearing now are all basic level, many aren’t even war power. There’s no pressure, let’s push across the map and show the villagers how strong we are, it’s time to show off!"

As several United Battle Groups prepare to move, the Earth Thought Bully, hovering at the Evil Eye Tower, remains utterly calm.

Based on past experience, the creature players are going to leave for a while.

Facing the players’ withdrawal, the Earth Thought Bully decisively controls the black mist to retreat, not obstructing and allowing passage freely, avoiding any trouble for itself.

"The wonderful holiday begins." The Evil Eye’s slightly emotional voice echoes in the Earth Thought Bully’s mind.

"I hope they never return." The Earth Thought Bully’s perception view locks onto the withdrawing player army, saying gruffly.

"Based on past case analyses, the probability of players returning from vacation is... 99.99%, and they are highly likely to become stronger."

"Stop analyzing, just shut up."

"Okay, boss, happy holidays to you." The Evil Eye closes its eyes at this moment.

...

Other regions:

"(Sand-breaking Spear) Finally, the large-scale war that Monster Stream loves has appeared, the clash between the Giant Beast Legion and Mechanical Army, I can’t wait, brothers have gone to work next door, let’s go!"

"(Bright Star Sea Area) How can we sit idle when our fellow villagers are in trouble, brothers reel in the rods, set off, let the Mechanical Army see what it’s like to fish up a river, then shatter a demigod, bait army, march with me."

"(Emperor Tomb Village Mine) Just heard our fellow villagers are in trouble, our mining faction has lifted the seal, returning to the world, never say Player Clan lacks a Great Emperor, watch my three thousand miner avatars step through the void... Our mining faction Great Emperor, march with me!"

"(Eternal Silence Ice Lake) Brother, it’s time to follow the old folks to the battlefield to enjoy, the ground is full of mechanical scrap, dismantling it yields sacrificial power, for Brother Di Zhao’s recycling business, target the Land of Chasing the Sun, charge!"

"(Fallen Star Sea Area) Good fellow, about to get a full meal again, the last time with the Monument Abyss Clan was glorious, tombstone shards to the face, this time can’t leave me out, I’m bringing the sack!"

...

The space teleport points leading to the Land of Chasing the Sun are bustling with noise.

The light on the teleportation arrays flickers constantly.

Players dressed in various attire from different maps.

Like rivers converging to the sea, they form a colorful torrent descending upon the node of the Land of Chasing the Sun.

Self-made war flags of different guilds stand tall in the Sun Chasing Space.

When the spatial load reaches its limit, forced transmission activates.

The battle situation, originally retreating under the Mechanical Army’s offensive, is instantly reversed as the newly arrived player reinforcements join, suppressing the situation entirely.

The counter-attack now begins.

The first batch of players stepping out from the space node can’t wait to start their performance.

"For the sacrificial power, charge ya!"

Players dressed in colorful attire need no instructions, barking like unleashed stray dogs, rushing at the nearest Mechanical Army unit.

No formations needed, no coordination.

Purely relying on numerical superiority, using the most primitive method to counterattack the Mechanical Army.

Soon, the familiar chaotic scene of old players reappears.

Monster Stream players, first to step onto the battlefield.

Rock colossi, towering over a hundred meters high, stride with heavy steps, crushing an Iron Soul unit into an iron pancake with one stomp.

Thunder Beasts, wrapped in arcs, let out deafening roars, spewing Thunder Balls from their mouths that explode into chain plasma storms within the Mechanical Army.

Winged snakes soaring in the sky, raining down large swathes of corrosive poison, making the metal shells of mechanical units sizzle and rapidly dissolve.

Miner teams, usually reclusive and hidden in Imperial Tomb Village, follow suit and enter the scene one after another.

While running, one transformed to two, two to four... with Clone Soul as the Star Vein core, Miner Party players quickly generate a massive army of avatars.

Calling themselves "Mineral Emperors," they charge into the fray wielding their Rune Resonance Shovels.

Perhaps in technique, Star Vein combination strength, Miner Party players are far inferior to mainstream system players.

But in weapon strength, Miner Party players submit to no one.

As their livelihood, their core upgrade route almost entirely focuses on the "Rune Resonance Weapon" growth path.

Dealing with a variety of hard mineral veins for years, ordinary tools fail to satisfy their needs long ago.

They spend a lot of sacrificial power, deeply enchanting their accompanying mining shovels and mining pickaxes.

The weapons of the earliest Miner Party players have price tags even exceeding 2 million sacrificial power.

The shovel blades commonly inscribed with combinations of armor piercing, shock, shattering, and other enchantment particle resonance traits.

The pickaxe tips combined with: sharp, solid, material dissolution, and other resonance traits.

The seemingly cumbersome mining tools, when activated, emit a low hum.

Shovel blades cycling with fine runes capable of cutting through most materials.

Against the hard alloy shell of the Mechanical Army, Miner Party members don’t even need to think about how to hit.

They simply swing their resonance mining shovels and pickaxes with the momentum of mountain splitting stone, hammering down fiercely on the hardest part of the mechanical unit.

In the eyes of forum players, there are three gameplay factions possessing Divine Weapons.