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"What the hell! What is this?! Is it a Zombie? Stay steady, Fellow, focus fire and take down that bss!" A furious shout came from someone called Old Man Song, and then they saw this man erupting in a riot of colors.
What the hell. Isn't this the kind of effect you'd see in a Post-Apocalypse Online Game? Look at those flames on him, and the red glow on the statue across from him, along with the data appearing above.
Are we seriously playing a game here?
Zheng Yifan felt like his world was crumbling. Was there an even stranger Superpower?
However, when his Superpower actually hit the statue, Zheng Yifan was even more astonished. No way! Not only did his attack look bizarre, but it seemed like everyone who was targeted by him had their attacks transformed into that strange form as well.
Then Zheng Yifan watched as flames, ice balls, and all sorts of Superpowers struck the statue.
Damage messages erupted like a fountain, but none exceeded 10.
However, looking at the top of the statue's head, Zheng Yifan suddenly felt something strange. The statue's health bar showed a value in the thousands. If this bizarre attack really took down that much health, would the statue actually be defeated?
It's important to note that these clowns together couldn't even fight against the statue; they couldn't inflict any damage at all.
At that moment, the statue moved like a storm, shifting its attack from the Adamantium Shield to the Silver Spear. White beams of light shot towards those Superpowered Individuals, instantly trapping them with no chance to escape.
It seemed that the statue's power was indeed reliable. These fools had almost no strength to fight back; they could only use those ridiculously low-level Super Ability Attacks against one statue.
Even by Health Bar calculations, it would take them several minutes to take down one statue.
And there were five statues in total; they were sweeping through everyone like a tempest.
"Take him down, then everyone retreat from battle!" Old Man Song shouted loudly, as if he were truly playing a game.
Then everyone else began to howl together. It was as if they really believed they could escape.
Was his subordinate a non-player character? Would he really show mercy to you? Would retreating from battle be like the monsters in a game, standing there foolishly and watching you?
Don't be ridiculous; that was a Superpower used by a Superpowered Individual. Ultimately, it was still under human control.
But at that moment, something strange happened. They saw the health bar above the statue they were attacking continuously decrease. In the final moment, it collapsed.
With the health bar at zero, streams of Power of Faith began to scatter uncontrollably, spreading throughout the area.
Zheng Yifan felt it most clearly. Those Powers of Faith instantly entered his body, returning to their source.
However, the believers' Superpowers were gone. The two followers stared blankly at the dissipating Power of Faith before them, completely unable to use that power again.
Unless Zheng Yifan gave them the Avatar of the Believers once more.
Of course, while they were in a daze, Zheng Yifan had already done just that.
They were all his subordinates; they were part of the Patrol Team. If he didn't return their Superpowers, would he really let them start cultivating again?
Don't joke around; those ruthless foreign Superpowered Individuals would definitely take them out. This was a violent mechanism; combat capability had to be ensured.
Zheng Yifan didn’t waste any more words and directly provided Power of Faith support.
Streams of Power of Faith entered their bodies.
They could use Holy Power again. However, this encounter still left them feeling quite uncomfortable.
What Zheng Yifan couldn't accept the most was that those fools actually started to run away after the battle ended. He then saw them being repaired by a surge of Vital Energy, restoring their strength.
What the hell! What kind of bizarre superpower is this? It actually allows people to possess powers like those in a game, and it even comes with team play.
Are they treating my Gathering Place like a dungeon?
Without hesitation, Zheng Yifan focused his mind, and streams of Power of Faith flowed into the statue, replenishing its strength. He manifested his Adamantium Shield and Silver Spear into the hands of one of the statues.
These people must be captured! How did they manage to do this?
But Old Man Song and the others showed no signs of stopping; they turned and ran. Zheng Yifan's statue continuously used the power of the Silver Spear to catch one person after another, tossing them behind.
The fastest runner was that guy called Old Man Song, who was a cripple but could run faster than a rabbit.
Fortunately, with the support of Zheng Yifan's Power of Faith, he was caught in no time.
Not a single one can escape. Those fools came to my Gathering Place to put on a show, staged a monster siege, and then just ran away.
I absolutely cannot tolerate this. In no time at all, with the empowered statue, these clowns were all captured.
In just a moment, they were gathered together.
However, the faces of the Patrol Team warriors and Gatekeepers were not looking good.
The statue had actually been taken down by this group of fools once; if it weren't for the leader's help, who knows how many would have escaped.
That would have been quite embarrassing.
Now they stood there like little chicks waiting for Zheng Yifan's reprimand. Over two thousand people, not a single one dead, all captured and thrown in front of the city gate, bound so tightly they couldn't move. Yet there was no sign of fear on their faces.
"What the hell are you all? Do you think this is just a dungeon to clear?" Zheng Yifan was the first to step forward, a smirk on his face.
"Tch! It is a dungeon. We didn't level up properly, and we failed to take down the BSS by fighting above our level. You can kill us or do whatever you want. If you want to let us go, then hurry up. We still want to clear the next BSS!" Old Man Song scoffed, disdain written all over his face. The group of jokers around him joined in with their cheers.
"Yeah! Let us go quickly; we still need to fight the BSS! We ended up in a hostile faction's dungeon after all. This is such a damn trap!"
"Exactly! Exactly!"
"Hurry up and let us go!"
...
Who the hell is trapping whom? We know what's going on here; it's you who randomly showed up on my turf and started shouting about fighting the BSS, then attacked my subordinates.
After I took care of you, you act so righteous.
However, Old Man Song's next words nearly choked Zheng Yifan. He really didn't want to ask anything more; he just wanted to grab these fools quickly. Otherwise, he'd end up looking like a fool himself.
"You're all just a bunch of idiots! This is a level 69 lord-level BSS; let's just accept our fate. It's probably the total BSS for the newbie area."
Damn it, you're the BSS; your whole family is BSS. (To be continued.)
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