CHAPTER 1662: CHAPTER 60: LUXURY SPOILS OF WAR

"Sword of Damocles, sever all sins!"

Tao Ran’s eyes burned blood-red, fresh blood streaming down her cheeks. The excruciating pain tore through her nerves, even making Black Long Straight bite her lips until they bled. Yet she gritted her teeth and endured it without letting out so much as a whimper.

An ornate and sacred longsword materialized above the head of the Dark Avalokitesvara, the Power of Destiny locking its body in place, plunging it into a state of temporal suspension.

Divine punishment descended, and in a blaze of dazzling white light, the Holy Sword struck down!

Lin Weiguo and his veteran group members, well-acquainted with Dantai’s strategies, immediately launched their attack as soon as they heard him signaling Tao Ran.

Not to mention that Li Xinlan was utterly drained after unleashing the Extreme Winter Star moments earlier—even if her life energy had been at full capacity, the time it would take for that star to fall from the sky would have given the Dark Avalokitesvara plenty of opportunities to escape several times!

"Save your energy!" Jiang Xiuming, being psychic-type, was the first to sense the ripples of attack emanating from Dantai. He hurriedly stopped Ruan Feifei and her team, needing to save reserve power to guard against sudden, underhanded strikes from rivals.

Ruan Feifei’s lightning and Pang Meiqin’s annihilation sniping were fast, but still just a fraction too slow compared to Tao Ran’s swiftness; they were also more traceable, making them easier to intercept. The two hesitated momentarily instead of attacking, Jiang Xiuming’s cautious tone prompting them to glance toward Dantai for further instructions.

In that fleeting moment, the opportunity passed.

Qin Yan didn’t hesitate. Her ultimate ability also required time to activate, so she opted to use Blood Oath Song and hurled the Magic Spear Thorn.

Whoosh—the Magic Spear pierced through the air like an arrow, disappearing in a flash. The next moment, it reappeared behind Avalokitesvara and drove into its back. At that very instant, dozens of other skills rained down upon Avalokitesvara.

A mixture of light, flames, and smoke obscured the scene, preventing anyone from seeing Avalokitesvara’s condition. But one thing was clear—it had not managed to escape.

"Damn it! We should’ve used the swiftest attack!" Zhang Anyuan cursed in frustration as he watched Avalokitesvara engulfed in an energy explosion. "With this many people surrounding Avalokitesvara, it’s guaranteed to die. The fight then comes down to whoever lands the fastest hit."

"Nonsense! A swift attack might strike first, but it won’t pack enough power to kill it. How could you claim the glory?" Group Leader Zhao sighed. "If the first hit doesn’t finish it off, then it’s a matter of luck—just focus fire together and see whose attack delivers the final blow!"

"You’re full of shit! Avalokitesvara’s basically on its last legs! Even a Level 1 Hero hit would have been enough to kill it!" Zhang Anyuan huffed, still angry at his missed chance.

After the Sword of Damocles activated, flames and holy light clashed violently. Everyone scrambled to claim the first strike, not even able to see Avalokitesvara clearly. They simply unloaded their attacks without hesitation.

Someone attempted to check the battlefield only to be blocked.

"Hold up! Dantai, what the hell is the meaning of this?" A bearded group leader stepped forward, demanding an explanation from the special agent. With everyone’s psychic-type group members around, the record of who launched which attack was fully transparent.

"Do I owe you an explanation?" Dantai scoffed coldly, thinking to himself that if this guy couldn’t even figure it out, he was beyond foolish.

The bearded leader’s group members glared at Dantai with furious eyes, leveling their gun barrels at him. Lin Weiguo stepped forward, shielding the special agent behind him.

"Too arrogant! Beat them up!"

Some, knowing they had no chance of landing the final blow, vented their frustration by blaming it on the Warhammer team, and several others also raised their guns in hostility.

The atmosphere instantly became tense!

Of course, many chose to remain on the sidelines. For one thing, the Warhammer team’s brutal performance during the earlier boss battle had already instilled fear in them. For another, starting a fight now, before the results were even confirmed, risked antagonizing the Warhammer team—a foolish move indeed.

"What now? Planning to fight?" Lu Fan twirled his dual guns before sliding them to his waist and cocking them, aiming directly at the bearded leader. "Oh, by the way, didn’t the Trojan set a rule against team battles? Won’t you be wiped out if you make a move?"

Appearing reckless on the surface, the Little Lolita was secretly cunning to the core. This one remark instantly sowed doubts and hesitation among the crowd.

The Silver Trojan’s malicious personality and brutal rules had already worn everyone’s nerves thin. Only a handful still had the guts to rebel against it.

"Everyone, our vice leader didn’t cause you any harm, did he?" Jiang Xiuming tried to mediate. "He was just in a rush and misjudged the attack range."

Even a ghost wouldn’t buy such an excuse. Dantai had always been calm and composed—mistaking his attack range was unthinkable. However, with a path to de-escalate presented, the tense expressions in the crowd softened slightly.

"Quick, check the leaderboard to see who got the final blow!" someone urged anxiously. The final strike awarded significant points. If any of the top 30 teams claimed it, they could turn the tide, potentially securing access to the world-class BOSS’s spoils of war.

"No need to check—it’s the Warhammer team," Zhu Xiaolei sighed.

On the virtual screen, the Warhammer team had surpassed the Dragon King Group, rising to first place and looking down on everyone else.

A wave of murmured complaints and sighs swept through the crowd, followed by a heavy silence. Thanks to landing the final blow, the Warhammer team had narrowly claimed the lead, while the third-place team was left far behind in the dust.

"Let’s see what dropped!" Zhang Anyuan exclaimed as his words sent everyone who could still move rushing toward the spot where Avalokitesvara had fallen.

Tang Zheng descended from the sky, supporting Mu Nianqi. He did not rush to claim the spoils but instead focused on treating his injuries and replenishing his life energy.

A dozen group leaders approached, some congratulating Tang Zheng with cupped fists, while others wore expressions of thinly-veiled resentment. Had the Dragon King Group claimed victory, it would have been tolerable, but that the Warhammer team of all teams had triumphed rankled badly with several leaders who considered themselves their equals.

"Tang Leader, congratulations! You’ve struck it rich this time. Don’t forget to treat us when we return to the present world!"

"Hmph, don’t get cocky. Better figure out how to deal with Di Jingfei first. Do you think he’ll just let it go after his prey was snatched away?"