Can't we just restrain him

The Counterattack Build!

Although the sky screen only displayed the map and a few red and green dots, practically everyone who had witnessed what happened—whether inside or outside the battlefield—had more or less figured out Liu Xuan’s ability.

He was a counterattack-type player!

And unlike those who could only activate a Thorn Aura, his counterattack ability was terrifyingly powerful.

Across the battlefields in Europe, the participants of the next round of promotion defense battles were also watching the outcome of this battle closely.

Unfortunately, the sky screen only showed a rough overhead view. It did not provide a real-time view of the battlefield.

When they first saw Liu Xuan face thirty thousand enemies alone outside the south gate, everyone was stunned.

They say people cannot imagine something for which they have absolutely no frame of reference. They can only make guesses based on their existing knowledge and experience.

Thus, even though Liu Xuan had repeatedly completed one battle after another, causing everyone to continually raise their estimation of him, most people—including those with hidden classes—had only guessed that he was ten or twenty times stronger than themselves at most.

But now, seeing the enormous difference in numbers, they analyzed the situation from the standpoint of their own forces and all came to the conclusion that Liu Xuan had no chance of winning.

His damage output wouldn’t be enough to kill so many people. And even if it was, he would still have to withstand the damage dealt by all thirty thousand of them.

Could he deal damage, tank, and heal all at once?

That was usually another way of saying he was mediocre at everything.

Thirty thousand people was simply too many.

If each of them dealt just one point of unavoidable damage, that would add up to thirty thousand damage.

Who would dare claim they could withstand thirty thousand points of damage?

Yet Liu Xuan had just shown them exactly what it meant to fight thirty thousand opponents alone.

After a long silence, someone nudged the companion beside him.

“Did you figure anything out?”

“This person’s damage is terrifying. If I’m not mistaken, he should have a skill that continuously spreads damage. Group tactics are completely meaningless against him.”

“It might even be the opposite. The more people there are, the stronger he becomes.”

“But someone rushed up to challenge him one-on-one earlier and was killed instantly. His one-on-one abilities must be extremely strong as well.”

“Fuck, why is this class called a Pacifist? It’s insanely violent!”

Although none of the people present knew the person who had charged forward at the beginning, no one thought that challenger had been some weakling.

The movement speed Ikeda Masato had displayed on the map alone was enough to prove that he was no ordinary player.

Either he could move that fast on his own, or someone else had given him a large number of buffs. Either way, he couldn’t possibly be a nobody.

“Perhaps we don’t need to be so pessimistic. In the second round of the promotion defense battle, we’ll be defending two cities. No matter how powerful Liu Xuan is, there’s only one of him.”

“Wait, I have an idea. Unless something unexpected happens, I think Liu Xuan will definitely still defend one city by himself. Especially after winning this time, he’ll be even more likely to do so. We can organize two large control teams. Don’t attack him—just keep him under constant control!”

“That’s a great idea! As long as we restrain him, he won’t be able to do anything no matter how strong he is. If we don’t attack him, his counterattack damage will be useless!”

“Hahaha, at least the failure of these Asians has been useful. They’ve provided us with crucial intelligence.”

“Quick, spread the word! Anyone with control skills should hurry up and level over the next two days and try to qualify for the next defense battle!”

……

The current defense battle had yet to end, because several “geniuses” on the attacking side had ignored their orders from the start and chosen to hide in other areas instead.

But the outcome had already been decided.

With just those few people, it was impossible for them to break into Orenburg. Even surviving would be difficult.

Before Liu Xuan lay a golden “ocean.”

The equipment and money carried by thirty thousand people had all been dropped, covering the ground as far as the eye could see.

These people were, after all, the highest-level players in all of Asia besides China.

In a sense, they could be considered the strongest and best-equipped players from their respective countries.

Liu Xuan had asked Zhang Meng to arrange for people to come over in advance specifically to collect the equipment.

As for himself, he looked at the items Ikeda Masato had dropped, which had been automatically picked up and placed in his inventory.

More than forty gold coins. He was quite wealthy.

That was the equivalent of three Zhang Mengs.

As for the equipment, Liu Xuan glanced through it and found little of interest.

The levels were too low. Everything was around Level 10, and most of it was blue or green equipment.

Only the pair of punching blades was of Epic quality, but they were merely Level 10. There was no way they could compare to Liu Xuan’s Heavenly One and Golden Wind.

These pieces of equipment would have been valuable to ordinary people. After all, Ikeda Masato had been a top-tier expert. But in Liu Xuan’s eyes, they held little value.

The only things that caught his attention were the ten bottles of Advanced Healing Potion.

During battle, they restored 2% of the user’s health every second for ten seconds.

Their effect was already excellent. Moreover, unlike ordinary healing potions, they restored health based on a percentage of one’s maximum health, meaning they would remain useful no matter how high the user’s level became.

More importantly, Liu Xuan had the Jarhead passive skill. When he drank one of these potions, it would restore 12% of his health every second. At a critical moment, it could save his life.

You might ask whether someone as powerful as him still had any use for potions.

Although he had just killed tens of thousands of people, Liu Xuan was not arrogant enough to believe he was invincible in the world.

Take the Destroyers in the north, for example. They had voluntarily withdrawn from Moonshadow City, which could be interpreted as them being afraid of Liu Xuan.

But first, from a practical perspective, the Destroyers were most likely regrouping for another plan. Given their intelligence, they might even devise a plan specifically designed to counter Liu Xuan.

Second, from a gaming perspective, if a player performed too well and forced the developers to modify the game’s settings, many developers would choose to “retaliate” in a later version.

Therefore, based on instinct and experience, Liu Xuan reached a conclusion: the Destroyers in the north were definitely preparing something major.

The more life-saving tools he had, the better.

After quickly looking through Ikeda Masato’s drops, Liu Xuan turned his gaze toward the “golden ocean” ahead.

There were still the drops from tens of thousands of people waiting for him.

As he ran over, he sent a message through the channel.

[Blue Star’s Number One Warrior] [Light of Orenburg] [Star of Sun and Moon] Liu Xuan: “Have those six hundred brothers arrived yet? Hurry up and come collect the equipment.”

Although his inventory had more than 130 slots, it had instantly filled up as soon as he approached the “golden ocean.”

Fortunately, gold coins did not take up inventory space. Liu Xuan’s automatic pickup range was currently twenty meters in radius, so as he walked along, he could simply vacuum them up.

Gold coins flew toward him continuously from all directions.

As mentioned before, the people who had died here were the highest-level players from countries other than China. Who among them didn’t carry at least a few gold coins?

There were thirty thousand people. Liu Xuan estimated that once he absorbed all the coins, he would have at least one hundred thousand gold.

Seeing Liu Xuan’s message in the channel, Zhang Meng had a vague idea of what had happened, but he still couldn’t bring himself to believe it.

“You’ve already… taken care of everything over there?”

Everyone in the other areas knew what had happened through the sky screen. Ironically, the people on this very battlefield still had no idea what was going on.

“Everything’s been dealt with. But the defensive battle isn’t over yet. There are probably still a few people hiding somewhere. Old Meng, pull another five hundred men from each direction and have them search the areas outside the city. Hurry up and flush out those ‘rats.’ Once that’s done, we can call it a day.”

The channel Liu Xuan was using now was the full-battlefield channel he had set up with the Light of Orenburg, so everyone could see the message.

Earlier, Zhang Meng had ordered that unless there was something especially important to report during the battle, no one except the captains and other leaders was allowed to speak freely in the channel. As a result, it had been mostly silent.

But now that everyone had heard Liu Xuan had already wiped out nearly thirty thousand enemies, they could no longer hold back. Almost instinctively, they began chatting in the channel.

“What? They’re already all dead?”

“We didn’t get to participate at all!”

“I’ve been looking forward to this for days. I was hoping to take down a few of those Japanese bastards...”

“Legendary Liu Xuan isn’t leaving us so much as a scrap!”

“Aren’t there still a few hiding outside?”

“I’m volunteering for the search party! Damn it, whoever finds the last few gets the kills!”