Black Tech Internet Cafe System Chapter 855
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Black Tech Internet Cafe System Chapter 855 – Black Volcano!
Chapter 855 Black Volcano!
“Coming! Coming!”
“Are you ready? If you are, we’ll begin the raid now!” On their screens, the countdown began.
[3] [2] [1] [The raid begins!]
“What’s going on with them?!” Mr. Fang looked at these people in bafflement.
“They are a group that is doing the Anton raid.” Su Tianji walked past them to buy a mug of milk tea, and she said, “Lately, they have been working hard to obtain breakthroughs in order to raid Anton. I can’t talk to you now; I need to go and watch the raid.”
With that said, she walked over to watch with a mug of milk tea in her hand.
“Ah?” Mr. Fang looked in Su Tianji’s direction and glanced at these people. “How come you’re so passionate about a raid?”
“Aiya! Scummy shop owner, you know nothing.” Walking past him, Lan Yan rolled her eyes at him contemptuously.
Then, she hurried over to watch as well.
At this moment, the players again entered this ocean, and their auras and the glints in their eyes were totally different from before!
“Who are in Team One, the one going to the volcano?” While watching from behind, Su Tianji asked this question. “I know Senior Nalan and Zong Wu are going. Who are the Avenger and the healer?”
On the screen were an Avenger dressed in a black military uniform and a Crusader dressed in a snow realm fox fur coat.
“The Avenger is the black uncle who worked together with First Champion Rosen Rain in the tournament,” Lan Yan said, “The healer is Luo Piaoling, the mild-tempered blond man from the Ultimate West Realm.”
“I thought he played as a slayer.”
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“He’s been playing the game all the time and has many alt accounts.”
“Indeed?”
As mentioned before, after Anton’s legs were cut off, a huge protective energy shield appeared around the vast continent-like a turtle shell, and no attack could breach it.
The adventurers had to fight their way into it and destroy the energy supply before damaging its core.
It would be like Sun Wukong entering a demon’s belly as a fly and destroying its bodily functions.
Su Tianji stood behind Nalan Mingxue and watched the game.
On the screen, the continent-like turtle shell on Anton’s back had a totally different look.
This was the inner layer of the turtle shell made of lava. The players came here through the joints in the legs.
With lava flowing, it wasn’t too dim in this place.
It looked like an underground world full of lava and flames.
Meanwhile, people saw thick and ugly meridians and some fiery-red huge eggs in incubation.
Looking down from the high sky, they saw a layer of pale blue and almost transparent energy light engulfing the huge volcano.
Outside the energy shield, the layer of thick grey rocks protected Anton’s limbs and head like armor.
The energy shield protected the dark red and hot summit and its core.
Under the volcano, the adventurers advanced toward the source of the energy shield.
They must find the meridian point which transmitted the energy and block it, like cutting off qi by pressing on an acupoint.
In fact, the adventurers didn’t need to search for it since many monsters guarded this place. The two-headed monster with horizontal horns and a huge eye in its belly drew everyone’s attention.
Perhaps since it had put all its energy into defense, its defensive abilities were horribly high. Only when it attacked did its defense lower.
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The eye in the monster’s belly suddenly opened, and the blinding evil light almost turned everything in the underground space heated and white!
A sword beam fell on it and was absorbed completely without a sound.
“Don’t look at it in the eye!” Instantly, everyone, even those who were in the process of attacking, had to turn around even though it meant that they had to take the monster’s attacks.
Anyone who saw the evil light even if they didn’t look at the eye would instantly die!
When the light dimmed, a figure dashed over like a swift wind and landed before the monster in the blink of an eye.
“Healer! Sun (Light Orb)!”
Jessica controlled a female priest and chanted. As if a hole appeared in the sky, golden light fell, and she soared up. The golden light fell like sunshine — it was the light from god.
At this moment, everyone was bathed in the golden light, and a horrifying godly power surged in their bodies.
Meanwhile, Nalan Mingxue stood before the monster. “Spacetime Cutter!”
Opening its huge arms which looked like iron pincers, the monster lunged at her viciously. However, the moment that it charged up, space shattered and Nalan Mingxue stepped into the void with perfect timing!
“Tricked it! Hypervigilance!”
A pure sword beam flashed, and the monster’s body, including the flowing energy in its body, was frozen!
“Verdant Blast!” “Ultimate Slay: Tempest!”
“Team Three and Team Four have almost suppressed the energy. Team One, get ready to get up the mountain!”
Some time later, the huge energy shield that was protecting the Black Volcano evaporated with the disappearance of the energy source.
Now, the four players stepped across the boundary and climbed onto the Black Volcano in the center of Anton’s back.
The other teams guarded the outer range of the volcano. Under the support of Anton’s huge reservoirs of energy, the monsters that they killed would respawn, and the meridians that they had destroyed would recover.
The other players waited for the energy to gather again and the monsters to respawn. Then, they would kill the monster and cut off the transmission of energy again!
– Inside the Black Volcano –
With the pungent smell of sulfur filling the scorched air, it was hotter than any other place, and it felt as if the air could burn anyone in it.
On the ground were puddles of lava. All the power of the blazing flames and everything else was derived from the interior of the volcano.
Lava flowed, golden lightning flashes tore open the darkness, and the surging power of flames filled this space. Even an ordinary god would think that he saw a vast ocean when seeing this horrifyingly huge power.
When the figure engulfed in the protective energy shield of flashing lightning snakes soared up into the sky and looked down on the intruders with chilly murderous spirit in its eyes, the final battle began.
“I’m the last successor of Odin, King of Tartans!” The figure before the players roared, and Anton’s extremely huge body also let out earth-shaking noises.
Omnipotent Mateka.
It shared one mind with Anton, but they had different bodies.
In other words, it was Anton.
With it guarding the place, no one could pass.
The blue energy shield around its body condensed the huge reservoirs of energy that Anton had absorbed for countless years. No one could breach it from the outside.
Any attack would activate powerful energy reflection which would lead to the annihilation of everything around it.
There was no way to dodge it, and no one could escape from it in any way!
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