I Can Get 1,000,000x Returns from Selling Anything!-Chapter 131 --Players Who Refused to Believe, The Hunt Begins
If Daniel wanted to break past the Level 100 limit, he had to complete the prerequisite SSS-rank quest, Worldwept, and obtain ten Primordial Crystals.
Wasn’t that exactly why he had been so impatient to start the World War in the first place?
At that thought, he clicked exchange without the slightest hesitation.
[Ding! Consumed 3 billion points. Obtained: Primordial Crystal x6!]
As he stared at the six gems in his inventory, the smile on his lips simply refused to fade.
"There are still 400 million World War Points left..."
"I need ten crystals to reach the class change quest... I’m still short three."
He had already decided on his next target—
Aha Harbor.
As long as he harvested another wave of World War Points there, it would be enough to exchange for the remaining three Primordial Crystals.
Daniel left several legendary-grade powerhouses behind to guard Mauler and wait for the two great armies to arrive and take over.
Then he spread his wings and flew toward the next fortress.
...
Aha Harbor.
At this moment, the sounds of slaughter shook the heavens outside the city.
Countless players from World Zone No. 1213, together with vast NPC armies, were locked in a bloody battle against a tide of undead creatures.
The undead legion had a strict hierarchy.
Among them, the Hellreapers were the strongest, each possessing legendary-grade combat power. At this moment, they were fighting fiercely against the elites of World Zone No. 1213 inside Godscar.
Below them were the Lich Kings, which were Exalted-grade monsters.
The Vampires were epic-grade.
Further down the chain were Hellswordsmen as first-tier units, Sin Wraiths as second-tier, Rot Corpses as third-tier, while Skeleton Warriors were the weakest—but also the most numerous, swarming across the land like a plague of locusts.
The most terrifying part of the Undead Cataclysm was not the undead themselves.
It was that the moment an NPC died in battle, they would immediately be seized by necrotic power and turned into fresh soldiers for the undead army.
The undead could only grow stronger the longer they fought.
The undead could only grow more numerous the longer they fought.
They were almost endless.
Such a horrifying undead trait was nearly impossible to counter.
That was exactly why the Undead Cataclysm was known as an apocalypse capable of destroying the world.
...
Whoosh!
Daniel hovered above the clouds, silently watching the fierce battle below.
The players of World Zone No. 1213 roared with killing intent, while the undead army advanced without fear.
The moment they sensed living prey, they surged forward like a black tide.
"Kill these damned skeleton monsters!"
"Charge! For the glory of World Zone No. 1213!"
"What Undead Cataclysm? They’re just skeleton soldiers. I’d be too lazy to farm EXP from trash like this!"
Daniel did not rush to make his move.
He simply remained suspended in the sky, watching the two sides below fight with blazing passion.
But it was not long before a sharp-eyed player from World Zone No. 1213 spotted the figure hovering in midair.
"That ID is... Faustus? Wait, when did he get here?"
"The real question is, what is he doing up there right now?"
"What else could he be doing? Waiting for the perfect moment to wipe us all out in one shot!"
"That old fox! He forced the World War open right when the Undead Cataclysm was invading!"
"Brothers, remember this—better to die to the undead than die to Faustus. If he makes a move later, kill yourselves if you can!"
"Bastard! How can you even say something so demoralizing? What are we players afraid of? At worst, we revive and charge back in!"
"Exactly. No matter how strong he is, he’s only one person. We’ve got all of World Zone No. 1213 behind us. One spit from each of us would be enough to drown him!"
"That’s right. What a coward. Even if he were a god, as long as he has HP, he can only tremble before players! And he’s just one man!"
"You... you people!"
The player who had warned them at the beginning was flushed red from being shouted down by the crowd.
"Forget them. We already gave them a fair warning. If they won’t listen, then whatever happens is on them."
"Exactly. Once Faustus kills them once, they’ll understand."
...
The clash between the players of World Zone No. 1213 and the undead army was nothing short of spectacular.
Even Daniel, watching from above, found it astonishing.
In almost every game and online setting, players were known as the Fourth Calamity.
Meanwhile, the undead, as the Undead Cataclysm, were likewise famed for being deathless and unending.
Now that these two supposedly undying forces were smashing into each other head-on, the whole scene was undeniably entertaining.
Players who had just fallen on the front lines would revive and rush out from the city again, fearlessly throwing themselves back into the battlefield.
But the players of World Zone No. 1213 fought without any real coordination. They were practically no different from the undead themselves—charging forward and spamming skills blindly was enough for them.
By contrast, the Doom Legion under Daniel’s command was on a completely different level.
Those players had gone through many large-scale wars and already understood the power of teamwork.
Under the control of NPC commanders, every layer of the formation—from large battalions to small squads—had its own coordination and tactics.
Watching the chaotic, smoke-filled mess of the World Zone No. 1213 player formation, Daniel shook his head in disdain.
...
Soon enough, the brutal battle finally came to an end.
In the end, it was the players who claimed victory.
After all, the undead had limited revival counts and limited resurrection speed. And once those undead priests were killed, the speed at which the undead could revive dropped dramatically.
By contrast, the death penalty for players was not particularly severe, and once revived, they could return to the battlefield at full combat strength.
This result was entirely within Daniel’s expectations.
At this point, only the battle inside Godscar was still continuing.
An hour later, after paying a grievous price, the NPCs of World Zone No. 1213 finally managed to outlast the Hellreapers.
Daniel felt that the time was about right.
He activated the Ring of Void and released all of the legendary-grade powerhouses under his command.
"Attack Godscar immediately."
"Kill every legendary-grade expert of World Zone No. 1213."
"And remember to bring back their remains."
"As you wish!"
The powerhouses turned into streaks of light and shot straight toward Godscar.
Daniel then lowered his gaze toward the players of World Zone No. 1213 below, who were still immersed in the joy of victory.
"Long live World Zone No. 1213! Glory belongs to us!"
"Hahaha... What bullshit Undead Cataclysm? Didn’t we still win in the end?"
"These undead dropped quite a lot of good loot. Add that to the EXP bonus from the kills, and we made a killing in this battle!"
Hearing those optimistic voices, the corners of Daniel’s lips curved upward slightly.
Yes, it was true that you killed the undead.
But their drops...
did not necessarily belong to you.
At once, he summoned ninety-nine clones and raised Stellar Wrath.
[Shadowfont]!
[Shattering Comet]!
[Aetherlance]!
[Serpent’s Thundercell]!
[Arrowstorm]!
-8,434,661!
-8,364,919!
-8,616,619!
The smiles on the faces of the players from World Zone No. 1213 were still bright and carefree.
But in the very next instant, countless skills crashed down and completely swallowed every player and NPC present from World Zone No. 1213.
Every flash of white light marked the death of yet another player or NPC from World Zone No. 1213.
Some players who had experienced this before tried to kill themselves first—
but they were already too late.
[Ding! You have slain World Zone No. 1213 player "Anjieke"! Obtained: Gold Coin +100,000!
World War Points +20,000!
Obtained: "Obsidian Armor (Blackgold-grade)" x1!
Obtained equipment...]
[Ding! You have slain World Zone No. 1213 player "Captain Starriver"! Obtained: Gold Coin +250,000!
World War Points +20,000!
Obtained: "Starlight Warblade (Epic-grade)" x1!
Obtained equipment...]
[Ding! You have slain World Zone No. 1213 player "Dream Specialist"! Obtained: Gold Coin +330,000!
World War Points +30,000!
Obtained: "Blazing Bracers (Blackgold-grade)" x1!]
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