Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 890 - 251: The Evil Boss’s Wrath, Beset by a Horde of Children

This is also the terror of the Newbie Village battlefield.

Those who can stand here are seasoned warriors hardened by mental strain, witnessing the Earth Thought Bully's taunting level evolve from ineffective strikes to precise defense breaks.

If a newbie player arrives, they may be verbally abused by the Evil Spirit controlled by the Earth Thought Bully to the point of questioning their existence.

Even a single Evil Spirit battling a newbie can find time to point out the player's technical deficiencies and use this as a breakthrough for various taunts.

Recalling the Spirit Breath World campaign, the exhilarating feeling of crushing fish easily.

Returning to the Imperial Tomb Village now, the mental stress mode most familiar to the United Battle Group players has returned.

The ultimate foul-mouthed, unbreakable walls, perfect tactical transitions... This is the Earth Thought Bully players are most familiar with.

An ever-growing supervillain that hasn't been taken down since the game launched.

To the players, no Ancient God Race or Lord of Welfare provides as strong a sense of oppression as the Earth Thought Bully.

And the players look the same way in the eyes of the Earth Thought Bully.

Just a few days ago, it received a distress signal from another Black Tide Node, hoping for resource assistance.

It naturally didn't give any, even if it had them.

Not opening its mouth to request help was already giving a lot of face.

During this time, it had a brief exchange with the Evil Spirit Commander from that node.

Learning that the Commander of that node arrived in Monster World at a similar timeline, and has currently devoured 384 racial forces.

This made the Earth Thought Evil Spirit's defense break.

Thinking of itself still battling Insect Tide and the Player Clan, it wanted to curse: "Beast, you damn cheat! Is the King your father? Why is your starting environment better than mine?"

But ultimately held back.

Now the most annoying Player Clan has returned, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit pours out all its resentment.

The players don't hold back either, knowing the Earth Thought Bully can hear them, they all start spewing venomous words.

"Old Earth, your skill is only in talking. If you're capable, stop hiding in that broken tower of yours and come out for a duel with Grandpa, let you make the first move!"

"Tsk tsk, only crying in the arms of the Evil Eye, then controlling Catastrophe and Plague Series soldiers to play defensive counter-attacks. If you've got the guts, bring out the Deadly Disaster and Surge Series soldiers for a real clash between men and your grandpas."

"Old Earth, you're like a shrinking turtle, only fit for whispering cowardly fart in the tower. I miss those days of the majestic Bully who beat down the God of Wealth. Time has changed you... stop hiding like a lady, come out!"

The two sides grow increasingly agitated in the red temperature state while fighting.

In uncontrollable anger, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit even has the urge to rush onto the battlefield and crush each player's head with a punch.

"Kill!"

Looking at the emotionally charged, endlessly furious Earth Thought Bully, the Evil Eye's eyes reveal helplessness:

"Earth Thought, calm down, the confrontation with the Player Clan is a long one, no need to be impatient."

"Shut up, dumbass Evil Eye."

"Oh." The Evil Eye decisively gives up, knowing advice is useless at this time.

Even if the King arrives, he'd probably get cursed by the furious Earth Thought Evil Spirit.

Thinking back to their first meeting, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit exuded pride and confidence.

Ultimately, it was worn down by the players.

Switching focus to the battlefield, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit controlled Black Tide surged violently, Evil Spirits falling like dumplings.

The confrontation and slaughter entered a fever pitch stage.

But the core of the battlefield, aside from tactical and strength confrontation, is the collision of completely uncontrollable emotional torrents.

The grand battle eventually concludes three hours later.

Yet the Earth Thought Bully clearly isn't satisfied, still spewing venom.

Recalling the players' insults, the more it thinks, the angrier it gets, with no outlet for the anger.

Much like players feeling driven to smash the Game Pod, the Earth Thought Bully has an impulse to dismantle the Tower.

This feeling of anger without an outlet compels it to fly high in the sky, under the Evil Moon's glow, roaring to the heavens.

While immersed in overwhelming anger towards players, it inadvertently glances up at the high-hanging Evil Moon.

In a flash, the furious black mist surging around it experiences a brief pause.

Originally under the Waxing Moon shape, the Evil Moon seems to be subtly manipulated by an unseen force.

The arc of the Evil Moon's edge begins to show slight changes.

As if pebbles were thrown into a lake, ripples begin to appear on the Evil Moon's surface.

The once sharp angles of the Waxing Moon are as if being slowly eroded, being slightly worn away.

The once relatively calm blood-colored halo, like a boiling Blood Sea, churns violently.

The thick blood mist rises from the moon surface as if countless evil souls are struggling and howling.

These blood mists continually accumulate and twist, seemingly dragging the entire earth into a dark abyss.

Seeing the changes in the Evil Moon, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit's anger dissipates, decisively descending onto the Tower platform.

The Evil Moon's fluctuations signal the start of a new Moon Phase transition.

Be it good or bad, it remains unpredictable.

The assessment method of Evil Moon changes learned back in the Abyss proves ineffective. Perhaps this pertains to the Evil Moon's evolution.

The version learned has already fallen behind.

"Earth Thought, the Moon Phase is about to switch." The Evil Eye floating by blinks.

"No need to state the obvious, I have eyes." While responding, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit's gaze locks intensely on the still fluctuating Evil Moon.

Both expectant and anxious.

Currently, the changes in the Evil Moon are intense, as if struggling to break free of shackles.

The originally devoured contour growing into a Waning Moon shakes eerily again.

The edges of the blood glow seem to possess life, twisting and entwining madly, gradually filling out.