Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 889 - 251: Wrath of the Evil Boss, Bullied by a Horde of Brats (Monthly Ticket Requested)

Emperor Tomb Mountain Range.

Heavenly Abyss Domain Node.

"Damn, why are these bastards here again?!"

Above the high tower platform surging with black mist, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit stands suspended in mid-air, with an Evil Eye connected behind it.

The two seem like a symbiotic entity, exuding an aura of extreme evil.

At this moment, black mist gushes from the bottom of the tower, like thousands of hungry black serpents entwining together.

In an instant, it swells into a monstrous wave, roaring across the cracked earth.

In the mist, countless wriggling shadows congeal into Evil Spirits, surging forward, devouring everything in their path.

Under the control of the Earth Thought Evil Spirit, the Black Tide surging in other areas also reverses at this time, converging in a single direction.

In the perception display, the annoying players are back again and again.

The reason for using "again" is because these Player Clan beasts always disappear for a while like madmen.

Giving him the illusion that the Player Clan has indeed abandoned this land and turned to fight in other regions.

Filling him with anticipation, thinking he can finally break free from one of the seals, also the most disgusting seal.

But the result is always no exception.

After disappearing for a while, the Beast Player Clan returns with a vengeance.

They are almost like the scumbags in player quotes, playing a back-and-forth game with him, manipulating his emotions and anger.

At this moment, the long-unseen Beast Players in the perception display have updated their outfits.

Riding absurd mounts that are beyond comprehension, such as a rainbow-farting snot slug, a coffin with built-in DJ turntable function, and even a giant Kun Kun in suspenders, all sweeping in grandiose style.

The assorted mounts are so abstract that the Evil Spirit suspects whether the members of the Player Clan are brain-dead.

The weapons are also idiotic.

Wielding pink magic wands and hoisting weapons that resemble glowing lamp tubes... too shameful to look straight at.

The boomerang-like return of the Player Clan is also why it chooses to concentrate the Black Tide Power without scattering development.

At this moment, it sees two banners raised high among the Player Corps.

[Earth Thought, we're here to farm you, how about dropping some equipment?]

[Earth Thought Earth Thought you're the coolest! Dropping some materials is also love!]

"I'll drop your mom, you bunch of beasts." Earth Thought's forehead veins bulged.

The Evil Eye floating behind it opens its eye at this time.

Looking at the raging Earth Thought Evil Spirit, it remains silent.

Before the Player Clan arrived, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit perfectly matched its image of a war commander.

Like a flawless war machine.

The Black Tide obeyed its every command, and the Evil Spirit Army followed orders without question.

It always hovers atop the high tower, overlooking all beings, like a cold-blooded war commander, during which the Black Tide's tactics are precise as a chessboard, threatening at every step, devouring all living beings in its path.

You could even see the Earth Thought Evil Spirit at this time as a war artist, internally devoid of any emotional fluctuations, only driven by the goal of devouring and growth.

But as long as the players appear, the cold commander stance of the Earth Thought Evil Spirit collapses instantly.

It's like a stress response, always unable to control emotions.

The furious Earth Thought Evil Spirit at this time controls the Black Tide, generating a black mist gate in front of the advancing Player Corps, with the words floating above:

[Beasts Not Allowed!]

As it turns out, this trick is utterly useless, as the Player Corps continues to advance, erupting into collective laughter along the way.

"Earth Thought, we're about to push the door in, are you ready?"

With Qi-Blood attacking the heart, the enraged Earth Thought Evil Spirit decisively controls the Black Tide to generate Evil Spirits.

Despite being angry, it knows it must not act on impulse when facing the Player Clan, still generating Catastrophe and Plague Series Soldiers.

The player's provocation is clearly to make it angry, hoping it'll generate offensive troops to engage in direct confrontation.

It just won't let the players have their way.

Soon the Catastrophe Series Soldiers form a defensive line, a familiar tug-of-war begins.

During this time, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit doesn't stay idle, and its voice echoes continuously over the battlefield:

"You bunch of dogs, coming to clock in with me, really think this is a popular attraction?"

"Still want some materials to drop? Drop my ass! I'm gonna blow your whole family tree to dust today!"

"That moron riding the Kun Kun, get down here (black mist slap), your thing is uglier than the lowest worm in the Black Tide, don't bring it out to disgrace yourself, where do you think you are? I'm the Black Tide of annihilation, can you show some respect, annihilation Black Tide, understand? I can wipe out your whole clan with a flick of my wrist!"

"You front-line damage takers, holding your shields like turtles, I'm gonna summon an Evil Spirit to dig up your ancestral graves in a bit, and you're still serving as damage-taker troops, go home and plant sweet potatoes!"

"Today, none of you better think of going back alive, I'm gonna kill you all, use up all the supplies in your Space Items, you beast players!"

Long unseen, the Earth Thought Bully goes all out.

Initially, the players listened to the Earth Thought Bully's foul-mouthed broadcast, still cheerfully treating it as entertainment.

The Warband channel is filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

As the Bully's verbal abuse intensity gradually climbs, even targeting them directly, players begin to get defense-broken.

From both sides engaging in tit-for-tat spraying, to both sides finally losing their cool.

The smiles on the players' faces gradually freeze, some holding their weapons begin to tremble.

It's not fear, but a kind of burning emotion climbing up their spines.

Their rage and blood pressure start to uncontrollably soar.

But both sides are in a state of impotent rage.

The players can't break the "Golden Bell Iron Cloth" of the Earth Thought Bully, and the Earth Thought Bully can't completely wipe out the players.

They can only fight and curse, while their anger keeps rising.