Chapter 566: Push The Tower
Bakura almost had a seizure on the spot, and wanted to kill this unsightly screwball, but he held back after thinking about it.
At that time, if things really got out of control and he had to face Yuei Vu directlyand then Yuei Vu happened to be the avatar of Holactie, then he must find a way out for himself.
The screwball in front of him was one of his preparations.
The biggest weakness of heroes was that they always had to consider protecting the weak. As long as some useless civilians were used as shields to block the front, it was easy to make the hero of justice hold back.
And One Hammer Deal No Counter-Offer became the number one hostage candidate in Bakura's eyes at this time!
In addition, he also focused on the old man named Simon in the priest group, because that old guy looked exactly like the grandfather of Yugi Muto three thousand years later. If he was taken as a hostage, the restrictions on Yugi should be even greater.
Thinking of this, he simply didn't say a word for the time being and only looked at the screwball who was in danger without knowing it and was even foolishly stuffing gold into the sack with a cruel grin.
Take it, you can take all you want.
Just hold that pile of virtual treasures till the end of your short life!
The Great Evil God thought that he was still a chess player who could strategize and control everything, and One Hammer Deal No Counter-Offer was just his pawn, the kind with a simple mind that posed no threat.
Little did he know that this screwball was still posting messages on the forum while picking up trash.
"@One Hammer Deal No Counter-Offer, bro, have your positions not changed? We are going to push the tower!" It was Snow Wave who sent the message.
"Yes, yes, still here." One Hammer Deal No Counter-Offer shared his location information.
"Okay, wait for us for a few minutes, we will be there soon."
Fae posted a little soybean smiley emoji, and followed up: "Pharaoh and the Seven Priests are here, followed by a huge army, it's like fighting a national war in an RPG .
"What is the Great Evil God doing?" Coke Sprite asked, "Can you take a picture?"
Trying to stuff a gold plate into the sack, he made room in his busy schedule, turned his head, and took a picture of Bakura.
The picture was uploaded on the forum, and it showed Bakura eating beef with his underpants on and his legs crossed.
"Wow, his living conditions are improved, there's even beef to eat."
As Native Noragami said, he posted a picture of the "great evil god chewing garlic" taken a while ago.
The "great evil god chewing garlic" picture was also secretly taken by One Hammer Deal when he was with Bakura. Now it has become popular in the forum, and it has been turned into various emoticons by screwball players.
"Hasn't it arrived yet?" Posted by One Hammer Deal No Counter-Offer.
"It's coming, it's almost at the door!" Snow Wave replied.
"Wait, you wait a little longer for two minutes before you enter! I think the Great Evil God seems to be about to take a nap after eating"
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In the midst of the noise, the Pharaoh's crusade army had already marched mightily from the royal city to the stronghold of Bakura.
You may ask, in such an important place as his lair, how could it be possible for Bakura not to arrange any manpower to guard outside?
Well, he did arrange manpower to guard outside
an army of undead.
However, maybe the undead soldiers themselves were stupid, or maybe there was something wrong with the AI of this Shadow Game. In short, the army was marching to the opposite door, and this team of undead guards was still standing there blindly, not moving at all.
True gatekeeper.
Don't care about anything but the gate.
Finding that the gatekeepers on the opposite side seemed to be just for display, the priests discussed with the pharaoh and his friends and decided not to break through forcibly for the time being, but to set up an airtight and perfect siege.
So everyone summoned monsters, cast spells, and set traps, and the army quickly dispersed under the command of their respective leaders, forming a fan-shaped area that blocked the stronghold of Bakura in the middle.
The priests also began to chant those large spells that took a long time to prepare and were powerful. A group of Egyptian soldiers dragged out a thing that looked like an ancient anti-aircraft gunbut this thing seemed to be powered by magic. Two priests engraved a magic circle behind the magic cannon and cast spells.
Priest Mahad, who was the strongest mage, was naturally not idle and began to arrange large-scale spells with very complicated pre-work on the periphery. As the number one disciple, Mana ran around under the instructions of her master and was extremely busy.
During the preparation time of more than half an hour, the gang of naive gatekeepers did not move at all, until the cannon was set up, the barrier was activated, and the entire stronghold was surrounded by groups, they still stood stiffly.
During the period, the players also kept confirming the situation with the "inside mole".
"Don't worry, it doesn't matter, the great evil god is taking a nap, and he slept deeply!"
When he talked, One Hammer Deal attached a video recording of about five or six seconds. In the video, Bakura was sleeping soundly in that red robe, snoring loudly.
After the preparations were completed, the pharaoh gave an order, and the crusade against the evil gods kicked off.
The highest-level magic barrier was activated, and at the same moment, the surging torrent of the magic cannon instantly blasted a bunch of naive undead at the gate into pieces.
The great evil god who was snoring suddenly woke up from his dream, sat up suddenly, and looked around, his frightened expression seemed to say
What the hell? What is the situation? An assault on my HQ?
After realizing that the enemy had already started to push the tower, his gang of naive undead all died, and Bakura's lungs almost exploded.
But now he had no time to think about it. Hiding in the dark and taking the initiative to attack was his biggest advantage in this game. Now that the whole army was attacking him, that advantage was gone.
What else can I do? Run away.
Under the leadership of the priests, the Egyptian soldiers poured in like a tide and surrounded them from different directions.
"A bunch of small fries."
Marik quickly summoned several monsters and ordered them to rush to meet the opponent in different directions.
"Go, prepare to retreat!"
Bakura summoned as many undead soldiers as he could and had them temporarily fend off the enemy's slow progress while turning to Marik.
"We have no advantage in fighting here, so let's get out of here first!"
Marik snorted as if he was a little displeased with Bakura's cowardly attitude. But he still didn't say much, got up, and prepared to leave with Bakura.
Bakura was anxiously preparing to flee for his life but suddenly realized that he had forgotten something. He turned his head and saw that he would put something in the sack without haggling over the price
Bakura was almost mad at him.
Still picking it up? At such a time?
Are you a poor ghost?
Bakura's arm grew, and he couldn't help but lift up One Hammer Deal No Counter-Offer, and turned around and ran away.
The screwball dragged two big bags, with a dazed expression on his face.
Huh? Catch me for what? Is this some kind of hidden plot?
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