novelCarried to a Win? Powerhouses Come Forth Together!
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Link wasn't civil either; he landed a kick on Zhu Changfeng's body.
Zhu Changfeng had a Mage profession after all. His mental strength was considerably higher than that of Fighter players, so he would probably break out of that state in a while.
This Evil Sect elder was like a sandbag; he flew several meters away with a kick from Link...
Zhu Changfeng's body was still a good deal weaker than that of Jiang Wencheng; otherwise, he wouldn't have prepared those protective talismans.
Link's attributes were higher to begin with. As the kick landed, Zhu Changfeng let out a piteous shriek and directly blacked out, becoming completely unconscious.
This battle was very... brief. So much so that Zhu Changfeng didn't even hang on till the multiple dominant auras' arrival.
Up till now, Link had yet to go all out. Even Yuna and God Devourer Ant hadn't been summoned to fight. It could be said that Link was merely warming up before exploring the historical ruin.
A Star-rank powerhouse of the Evil Sect, an existence that countless people looked up to... When put before Link, they weren't even qualified to have Link strike with his best!
It was just like how Zhu Changfeng, Jiang Wencheng, and the others brought Link to the campsite and then orderly presented their heads.
It was difficult to estimate how great the psychological trauma that these two Star-rank powerhouses had suffered.
Of course, Link didn't really kill them.
It wasn't because he was being merciful; having lived two lifetimes as a human, Link was never soft-hearted. He simply still had some use for them.
After that, Link sat on a wooden stool, silently waiting for the three major factions' powerhouses to arrive.
Luo Haoyue easily took care of the remaining group of Evil Sect and Ancient Martial Alliance Stage Four players, not requiring Link to act.
Those with weak willpower and had aberrated due to their inability to resist the pollution were dragged into the abyss-like shadows by the distorted spider shadows. Whereas the remaining people were wrapped into balls using the firm spider silk, only leaving their heads exposed. They were then neatly piled up.
Presently, Ou Chen, the Temple of Light members, Xue Linglong, and the others had gradually broken away from the mental impact's influence and sobered up.
Among them, as his capabilities had reached Stage Five Star-rank, Ou Chen had recovered the fastest. He had more or less spectated the entire battle.
Right now, Ou Chen was looking at those captives—who had been piled together neatly. The corner of his lips couldn't stop twitching...
Good lad! Even a chatterbox like him was actually speechless now... This was truly because the impact that Link gave him was too great!
Originally, Ou Chen had thought that he and his company were doomed. Even if he were to expose all of his trump cards, they would have to go through a painful fight before he could barely cover the minority as they escape. d
But when Link came forward, everything before his eyes changed instantly... So much so that Ou Chen was still in disbelief; he just found it absurd!
Those were Stage Five Star-rank powerhouses, children of heaven that had started the climb to the stage of sanctification!
Ou Chen had never heard of a Stage Four powerhouse being able to defeat two Stage Five powerhouses. He had then witnessed Link completely thrashing Star-rank powerhouses today...
And he just needed to lie on the ground...
These people were easily suppressed by Link, and they had almost no way of fighting back. It could be said that this experience had refreshed Ou Chen's values and outlook!
Link is ultimately still the older brother! He is virtually... brutal!
After regaining consciousness, the others were also at a loss about what to do about the scene before them. Of course, they mainly felt confused and puzzled by the pile of well-arranged captives.
Our side had been set up; how did we just win all of a sudden?
Xue Linglong and the others were slightly better. Their psychological endurance had been steeled by Link and had become very strong. It could be said that almost everyone was cool in the face of danger.
Upon seeing the sight before them, they quietly moved to stand behind Link, awaiting their City Master's orders.
Meanwhile, a considerable number of Temple of Light members lacked this calm.
Everyone stared at one another. There were Priest players—who used healing spells for the masses; then, they quickly questioned one another about what had happened.
"Why have all these people been bundled into balls?"
"I don't know!"
"Did His Highness save us?"
"His Highness is indeed powerful after advancing to Stage Five! He is truly reputed to be the man who is qualified to attain sanctification in my Temple of Light!"
...
The Temple of Light members speculated as they directed their gazes toward Ou Chen in undesigned agreement.
Ou Chen was currently watching the pile of captives with mixed feelings, and that somewhat desolate, 'did-not-manage-to-help' back view appeared to be tall and lonely in the eyes of the Temple of Light's people.
"The Holy Son is so powerful; is he feeling sad for the enemies? It is indeed the woe of those people to be born in the same generation as the Holy Son!" said a Temple of Light member.
Somebody retorted, "No, the Holy Son is feeling lonely—the loneliness of being too high up!"
Ou Chen: "..."
He really could not stand to listen on; his entire face was clouded... The situation before us clearly has absolutely nothing to do with me, alright!?
Ou Chen had thought that Link and the others would come forward to explain things. In the end, Link totally couldn't be bothered to do so. Xue Linglong and the rest were even watching with great interest.
Ou Chen couldn't help but roar, "It's not me, it's Brother Link. He easily suppressed two Stage Five powerhouses, and I was still lying on the ground at that point!"
The Temple of Light crowd was dazed for a moment, and then everyone broke out into laughter.
Someone even gave Ou Chen a meaningful glance."We understand! The Holy Son is refusing to take credit; he's really too humble!"
"How could a Stage Four powerhouse suppress a Star-rank powerhouse? Two of them at that! Holy Son, you are too humble!"
The Temple of Light's people clearly didn't believe Ou Chen's words.
Ou Chen felt that the size of his psychological trauma was probably about the same as that of those captives.
"Holy Son, the corner of your lips are twitching really violently. Were you injured in the fight earlier?" someone asked concernedly.
"Holy Son, your face is really grim, but you appear to be even more dignified now!"
Ou Chen was almost unable to contain himself; he was about to fly into a rage then and there!
Meanwhile, the two elders—Tian Mingyuan and Wu Hao—were extremely sober. They knew what their Holy Son was capable of.
The scene before them certainly wasn't something the Holy Son could achieve. Hence, they directed their grateful gazes at Link.
"Many thanks, Little Brother Link. This is the second time my Temple of Light has received your kindness; we will certainly remember this great kindness in our hearts!" Wu Hao said with emotion.
Link only nodded slightly."It's nothing."
Both Tian Mingyuan and Wu Hao's faces were slightly hot.
They originally wanted to protect Link, but Link carried them into victory in the end... They were also even more sure that Link absolutely wasn't an ordinary person.
The Temple of Light must stay on friendly terms with such a powerhouse and build a deep friendship!
At the same time, streams of vigorous auras rippled outward at the area!
Those Star-rank powerhouses at the campsite—who hadn't shown themselves previously—arrived as a group!
Strong pressure instantly swept through the area; the frightening suppression felt as if tempestuous tides were pushing toward them!
The crowd of Temple of Light Stage Four powerhouses was pale as a strong sense of suffocation surged into their hearts!
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