Chapter 601 The Mystic Forest [Part 2]
Villain Ch 601. The Mystic Forest [Part 2]
Father^Alex, multitasking like a pro, swiftly cast a Barrier around himself. The tendrils, unleashed by the awakened Trent, posed a threat to everyone, even the dedicated healer. With a focused gaze, Father^Alex skillfully avoided the sinister appendages, ensuring his Barrier held strong.
In the midst of the turmoil, the thought of retreating crossed Father^Alex's mind. It seemed like the logical choice to escape the tendrils' reach. But a split-second decision kept him rooted in place. Retreating would mean leaving his team vulnerable, without the safety net of his healing skills.
'I can't…' he thought.
He dodged tendrils with practiced finesse, the Barrier absorbing the occasional blow. Father^Alex understood that his ability to support the team was paramount. To retreat would mean abandoning them to the whims of the Wisps and the relentless attacks of the Trent. It was a calculated risk, and Father^Alex, seasoned by countless battles, chose to stand his ground, determined to weather the storm and guide his team through the chaos.
Panic etched across the team, an unspoken acknowledgment that things had taken a chaotic turn. The archer, a realization of his misstep evident on his face, grappled with the consequences of his arrow that had rudely awakened the Trent. The leader, caught in the grip of uncertainty, stood frozen, unsure of the next move.
In the midst of the confusion, Father^Alex assumed the mantle of leadership. His voice cut through the disarray, a calming presence amidst the storm.
"Mage, archer, kill Trent first!" Father^Alex's instructions were clear, a strategic directive to address the immediate threat. "Others, hold the Wisps until they manage to kill the Trent!" he reiterated, distributing tasks with a seasoned commander's precision.
For a moment, Father^Alex marveled at the value of experienced players like those in his main team. Their ability to adapt, execute strategies, and display combat finesse set them apart. Not to mention Allen's team. He reflected on the simplicity of assisting Allen's group, where buffs were the primary need.
'Talk about skill issues,' he thought. The irony wasn't lost on him, but he refrained from passing judgment. After all, the team he found himself assisting comprised low-level players still finding their footing. His initial plan involved lending a hand for just one session, a temporary alliance until his main team was back online.
A second later, without warning, a fiery deluge cascaded from the heavens, transforming their serene surroundings into a raging sea of flames. In an instant, the inferno consumed every monster in the vicinity. The creatures, once menacing, met their fiery demise in a spectacle that left Father^Alex and his team dumbfounded.
Strangely, the flames spared the players, confining their wrath solely to the beasts. Panic rippled through the Mystic Forest as the engulfing fire not only targeted Father^Alex's team but also other unsuspecting players scattered throughout the area. Teams fled in disarray, the once-bustling hunting ground now a blazing inferno of unexpected proportions.
The flames danced around them, Father^Alex's team found themselves in a surreal moment of respite. The monsters that had threatened to overwhelm them moments ago now lay charred and defeated. The unexpected intervention, a divine rain of fire, reshaped the dynamics of the field.
Confusion and panic echoed through the forest as the unexpected firestorm unfolded. Father^Alex, still processing the bizarre turn of events, couldn't help but wonder about the source of this fiery salvation.
"What's going on? Where did this fire come from?" stammered the swordsman, his eyes darting frantically across the fiery landscape. The sudden turn of events had caught the team off guard, leaving them bewildered in the face of this unforeseen catastrophe.
The mage, dual dagger user, and archer huddled together, their expressions mirroring the same mix of confusion and panic. The mage, attempting to make sense of the chaotic scene, voiced his bewilderment, "Is this a game event or a glitch? I've never seen anything like this in Hell's Gate before."
The dual dagger user, blades at the ready but uncertainty etched on his face, added, "Maybe it's a high-level player's ultimate skill? But why would they target us? This is nuts."
The archer, still shaken from his accidental awakening of the Trent and now confronted with an even more bizarre situation, chimed in, "I've never seen the system go haywire like this. Father^Alex, any ideas?"
Father^Alex maintained a thoughtful silence, his eyes narrowing. Quickly, he recognized the distinctive fire skill—a signature move of the Devil Emperor. A wave of uncertainty washed over him. Why would the Devil Emperor unleash such destructive power in an area teeming with low-level players? Typically, the Devil Emperor's interests revolved around the elite, the high-level players who posed a more substantial challenge.
When Father^Alex mulled over these perplexing thoughts, soon, his suspicions found confirmation in the form of a dramatic entrance from the sky. The Devil Emperor descended, an ominous figure against the backdrop of the blazing inferno. His motives remained shrouded in mystery, leaving the low-level players, including Father^Alex and his team, on edge.
Hovering in the crimson-tinted sky, the Devil Emperor made a grand entrance, his imposing silhouette casting a shadow over the once serene Mystic Forest. The flames danced in eerie harmony with his malevolent aura, amplifying the intimidating atmosphere.
The Devil Emperor hovered in the mid air. His form exuded an arrogance that sent a shiver through Father^Alex and his bewildered team. The very air seemed to ripple with disdain as the Devil Emperor greeted them with a tone laced with condescension.
"Well, well, if it isn't the great healer, Father^Alex," the Devil Emperor sneered, his voice echoing with a calculated arrogance. The unexpected encounter left Father^Alex and his team in a state of shock.
To add to the surreal nature of the situation, seven ominous figures materialized alongside the Devil Emperor, his subordinates forming a foreboding backdrop. The revelation that not only the Devil Emperor himself but his entire retinue had chosen this moment to make an appearance left Father^Alex and his team grappling with a sense of overwhelming dread.
'What the hell is happening?' Father^Alex thought in confusion.
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