Bored Gamer In Other Worlds Chapter 711
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Later in the day, the 17 leaders moved as planned.
"Begin." Ancestor Pan said and they were the first ones to unleash their might upon the doors of the Nine Saint Demon Sect.
"God Murdering Sword!"
"Silver Titan Fist!"
"Timeless Lotus Explosion!"
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The 17 Dao Profound Realm experts were followed by millions and millions of cultivators behind them.
Most of them used long ranged attacks since it would be suicide to directly stand in the vicinity of the conflict. They would get killed by friendly fire as a consequence.
What was curious to see was how the Nine Saint Demon Sect withstood the combined offense at this time.
A sect which weathered the test of time for many thousands of years was definitely not easy to unravel!
This violent siege lasted for 3 hours straight before everyone had fully exhausted all their techniques.
It did not need telling that everyone from the Profound Delight Sect did not join in the fun. Their turn would have to come much later in the day.
Dinner came and passed then the coldness of the night resurfaced once more. And just as everyone expected, the 9 giant monsters came right on time. Exactly at the kiss of midnight.
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"
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The snakes arrived but different from the last encounter, they did not attack on the only camp that dared to use torches in their vicinity.
It seemed like they had learned their lessons and so they sought for weaker targets this time around.
"Don't let these worms run! Tear them into pieces!" Sect Master Ren Zemin called her disciples to battle and she personally led the charge unto the immortal snakes.
She flew and began her carnage while the rest of the Profound Delight Sect ran to catch up to their beautiful sect master.
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This would be another glorious evening for them and they don't want to waste this chance of experiencing how it felt to become invulnerable.
''We are the apocalypse!"
"Here we come!"
"Bring me their snake guts!"
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The disciples shouted battle cries left and right and that has only emboldened them to feast in this night of blood.
"Can I also join them in the fun, Brother Bu Fang?" Mu Ningxue asked even though she already knew the answer to her question.
"Go." Our bored gamer nodded.
"Don't worry, Brother Bu Fang. I shall take good care of Sister Mu Ningxue on the battlefield." Ye Xinxia said on the side and then the two turned into blurred figures without ado.
It was obvious that both were very much excited in fighting something that was countless times bigger than they were.
"BANG!"
"BANG!"
"BANG!" Might and magic exploded thereafter that hinted for a long battle on this eve.
No more than 10 minutes later, the defensive barrier set up around the camps was finally broken into pieces.
Although the 9 immortal snakes were easily pulverized into pieces but they were not dumb in their approach at all.
They visibly shy away from the gathered Profound Delight Sect disciples and scatter to find their respective targets at this time.
This has gotten the attacking serpents some results using this smart strategy.
"Save us, master!"
"HELP!"
"Don't eat me! I don't taste good!"
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Hundreds of souls departed in an instant. Some were squashed alive while others were eaten in full.
"You fucking monsters!"
"DIE FOR ME!"
"STOP!" The disciples of the Profound Delight Sect cried on the spot.
They had seen these deaths happen before their eyes and yet with all the borrowed gifts that they received from our bored gamer, they were still so powerless to change this result.
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Ye Xinxia and Mu Ningxue were particularly demoralized in consequence. They had wanted to have some fun but found a cause for sadness instead.
After some several long hours, the tragic visage of war finally left its mark on the landscape. No one bothered to count the casualties after the 20,000 mark.
There was no use to such a statistics at all.
"Senior Bu Fang." The disciples of the Profound Delight Sect came back to the camp.
Alas, how they appeared tonight was a difference between heaven and earth from their animated appearance yesterday. Every single one of them had sad faces on.
This was especially true for Ye Xinxia and Mu Ningxue who had red eyes from crying all throughout the ordeal.
"This is the real face of war. You may think that you are lucky to see it and survive but the burden of this truth will linger for as long as you live on this earth.
Don't let it bring you down. Use this experience instead to safeguard whatever peace you can in your life." Clark took a deep breath and walked into his personal tent.
"Wash up and sleep! We shall face the same monsters tomorrow!" Sect Master Ren Zemin ordered unto her disciples.
She fared much better than them since she got loads of tribulations passed under her belt. It was indeed a pity for Body Forging Realm juniors to experience this kind of horror.
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In our bored gamer's tent, Ye Xinxia and Mu Ningxue took a long time to get ready for bed.
They seemed spiritless as the trauma of what they had been through was still so fresh in their minds.
"DING!"
"DING!" Two bodies joined the sleeping form of our good gamer in the bed.
"..." Only silence reigned for a minute or two until someone decided to break it in order to speak her mind.
"Are you still awake, Brother Bu Fang?" One of Clark's wives asked.
"Hmmm..." Clark mumbled and said nothing more.
"Couldn't you have done something to save those people?" This kind hearted soul asked once again.
"They are neither my family nor friends. Why would I lift my hand to rescue them?" Our bored gamer responded with a question of his own.
In his old immortal eyes, death was simply a part of life. And besides, death was also only a beginning.
The endless cycle of reincarnation was ever there to give infinite chances to the immortal soul of mortals.
"..." The wives of our avid gamer could not retort at these words.
"The boon I have given them with the assistance and defense of the Profound Delight Sect is enough. Else a million lives would have easily been stolen from this world tonight. Sleep."
Clark said in conclusion about this topic. His snores rang a little while later but the same could not be said towards Ye Xinxia and Mu Ningxue.
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