Dark Sand: My Players Are All Actors-Chapter 559 - 282: Who is the Regulator?

In the sky, Xingtian stared intently at Zhao Haiping, who was wreaking havoc below.

"Strike now! That’s that damn Returner, isn’t it?!"

"Besides him, which other native could possess such skills?"

For Xingtian, it was the first time he had seen Zhao Haiping in action so clearly.

Previously, when he had clashed with the players, it was within the "Instance on the Verge of Speaking".

But in that instance, the players were acting collectively, whether it was lining up for shootings or as a cavalry unit. Though they had shown good combat qualities, Xingtian’s perspective was too high, his form too large. Moreover, being mindless, it was unlikely for him to notice a specific player in the vast sea of people.

But as Zhao Haiping grew larger, he stood out in Xingtian’s field of vision like a light in the darkness.

Naturally, Xingtian reasoned that he was probably the real Returner.

After all, Zhao Haiping’s combat skills were truly exquisite!

In the concept of the demons, apart from a possible few hero spirits, most of the natives were ordinary people from historical slices.

And if there were any particularly strong fighters, they were likely to be the Returner himself.

Thankfully, Feilian had a bit more sense than Xingtian.

"No!

"This Returner’s own combat abilities might not be strong. He’s more adept at tapping into the potential of these native phantoms, enabling them to unleash power far beyond their limits!

"Don’t make a move!"

Feilian had witnessed the players’ immense performance after being enlarged, so it wasn’t particularly surprised by the monstrous Zhao Haiping.

"Those whose combat skills are not strong, but who are extremely intelligent, accustomed to lurking in the shadows, possessing a strong sense of righteousness, are more likely to be the Returner!"

Xingtian suppressed his impetuous mood and decided to listen to Feilian.

After all, it was self-aware. Last time, in the "Instance on the Verge of Speaking," if Feilian hadn’t rescued it, it might have collapsed by now.

As for Feilian, although it had also been severely beaten in the Great Sheng Dynasty, it at least had richer experience. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The situation on the battlefield subtly changed once again.

Zhao Haiping had cut down several powerful demon soldiers in front, and the players also fought bravely, recapturing the crumbling city wall, and even advancing the field players back out.

Feilian and Xingtian were obviously puzzled.

Weren’t only a few people enhanced?

Why did it seem like the combat abilities of the others had also increased?

In their eyes, these native phantoms seemed to have suddenly taken some drug, shouting as they rushed forward. And it wasn’t just one or two; all of them were like this!

But the demons did not feel any change in the righteous energy; these native phantoms were still weak as before, with no enhancement.

They just... had inexplicably high morale.

Ever since the Returner had appeared, he had brought them many mysteries, but no matter how puzzled they were, they could not understand what was happening.

Finally, when the demons’ losses were about to make Xingtian lose patience, the situation on the battlefield changed once again.

The first batch of players who were enhanced rapidly shrank and returned to their original state.

Zhao Haiping was in the midst of his slaughtering spree; after a thorough mowing down, the area around him for a hundred meters was littered with corpses, and he was slaughtering on all sides like a demon god...

And then he suddenly weakened.

His massive body, several meters tall, suddenly shrank and reverted to his original size.

"Damn! I forgot to watch the time!"

The scene instantly became somewhat awkward.

In fact, the leaderboard in their sight had clearly shown the players the duration of their enhancement, with a diminishing progress bar behind each name.

Zhao Haiping should have retreated before the progress bar completely disappeared.

But he had been killing so joyously that he forgot the time and ended up isolated amidst the demon army.

Not only was he stunned, but the demons that he had been slaughtering like chopping vegetables were also stunned.

The giant that they had to look up at suddenly became a small figure again.

Moments later, the demon soldiers reacted, raising their swords and spears, crossing over the bodies on the ground, and charged towards Zhao Haiping!

"Goodbye!"

Zhao Haiping waved his reins, mounted his horse in an instant, and broke through towards the direction of the Returner’s fortress!

It was a good thing he was a cavalryman; otherwise, he might as well lie down and wait for death.

However, the chances of escaping were still slim, for the demon army had mostly regrouped, despite the bloody path he had cut when he jumped down from the wall.

Although the number of demon soldiers on the way back was not as dense as in the front, there were still enough to stop him.

Zhao Haiping went all out; he prepared himself as if he had already resigned himself to his fate and was ready to go back to run spring water. He charged towards the demons solely relying on his instincts honed in the Cavalry Trial, where amidst a sea of armies, he could slay enemy generals.

Riding solo in the vast, sea-like hordes of demon soldiers, he appeared quite heroic.

However, after a fierce battle, Zhao Haiping suddenly realized that the situation had changed.

Many demons stopped intercepting him and instead launched a fierce attack on Linyuan City!

This aggression was somewhat illogical, as it was undoubtedly a very uneconomical act.

But the demon soldiers still rushed over recklessly as if they had completely lost their minds.

Zhao Haiping scratched his head in confusion: "What’s going on?"