The Night Shadow Assassin followed Zhao Can and the others, overheard their conversation, and then relayed it.
Consequently, Song Gua and all his clones knew that this group, seeing him level up faster than them, had deluded themselves into thinking he possessed some kind of treasure.
As for why Baldy came back, it went without saying. Naturally, he harbored thoughts of murder and robbery.
In that case, Song Gua was not going to hold back.
If the whole group had returned, Song Gua would have definitely made a run for it.
But since only one person came back, there was no reason to chicken out.
Among the 200 clones, 185 were combat-oriented classes, and 19 of those were crowd-control classes.
Because Baldy had high resistance, each person could only control him for less than a second; even the stronger ones could only manage a little over a second.
However, there was strength in numbers. One after another, they chained their attacks, making up for the skill cooldown times.
Baldy was continuously bombarded by crowd-control skills like Thorny Vines, Ice Crystal Cages, Dazzling Poison Mists, and Chaotic Flames.
He could only struggle to take a few steps during the brief gaps between each control effect.
"Damn it, why are there so many people..."
In the darkness, Baldy saw silhouettes approaching one by one.
Song Gua's voice rang out once again.
"If people don't provoke me, I won't provoke them. If they do, they can either leave their backpacks or leave their lives!"
Baldy looked at the speaker and let out a cold sneer.
"A level 5 noob wants to loot my resources? Take a good look in the mirror!"
The one walking over this time was Song Gua's true body.
The one squatting by the campfire earlier was just a logistics-class clone.
If Baldy had been a bit more observant, noticed the level discrepancy, and left, Song Gua would have let him go.
Unfortunately, he was a crude and careless brute.
And his intentions were filthy.
Then he could not blame Song Gua for acting in self-defense.
Although Baldy could not figure out the situation, he still managed to use a defensive skill during a gap in the crowd control.
This was a very common type of skill for classes in the Guardian sequence, and its effect was a temporary boost to both physical and magical defense.
"Hahaha, so your power-levelers are just a bunch of level 1 and 2 rookies? With so many people, no wonder you managed to reach level 5. Just who the hell are you, kid? How could you get so many newbies willing to sacrifice their progress for you?"
Song Gua stood on higher ground and looked down at him disdainfully.
"That is not something you need to worry about. DPS group, attack!"
A Fire Martial Artist wearing a Red Dragon mahjong mask shot flames from his hands, hovering in the air like Iron Man.
"Pouring Fire Rain!"
The Fire Martial Artist was an S-rank class, innately possessing five skills, ranging in quality from normal to rare, one of each.
This Pouring Fire Rain was of rare quality.
It was equivalent to using an ultimate move right from the start.
A massive vortex of flames, resembling a galaxy, spun as it descended from the sky, engulfing Baldy.
The spinning flames were calculated as a multi-hit attack, roasting him repeatedly and stacking layers of the burn status effect.
Other classes with ranged damage capabilities also began unleashing their skills.
Arrows from Archers, magic bullets from Mages, Holy Light Smites from Priests, bricks from Hooligans...
The melee classes rubbed their hands together, eager to jump in, but afraid of friendly fire, they had to hold back.
In the wild, friendly fire could not be turned off.
Moreover, a party could not hold two hundred people all at once.
Despite the spectacular barrage, when the clones saw the damage numbers, they were all dumbfounded.
-15!
-20!
-6!
-1!
...
Health points regenerate naturally.
Health regeneration rate is a basic attribute influenced by the Constitution stat.
Classes in the Guardian sequence were especially prominent in this regard.
In other words, the damage dealt by the clones was not enough to outpace his self-healing.
"It's no use! We can't break his defense!"
"Even though enough ants can bite an elephant to death, this guy is like a Garen with a Warmog's Armor! He's going to outlast us!"
"We can't kill him, we absolutely can't kill him."
The level gap, the equipment gap.
This meant that even when the Fire Martial Artist attacked, the skill only looked flashy; in reality, it caused almost no damage to Baldy.
Baldy laughed uproariously.
"A bunch of weaklings who don't even have basic gear on want to ambush me? Bet you're stunned now! Once these crowd-control classes run out of mana, I'll slaughter every single one of you!"
Song Gua pulled out a pile of minor mana potions from his backpack and distributed them to the dozen or so crowd-control clones.
These were all dropped by wild monsters while they were leveling up that afternoon.
Baldy sneered.
"Mana potions will run out eventually too! How many could you possibly carry?!"
Song Gua cracked his knuckles and walked toward Baldy.
"Enough to keep you controlled until you die."
"Just you? So what if you're level five? You're no different from these level one and two pieces of trash!"
Song Gua extended a finger and wagged it.
"There is actually a bit of a difference. Power of Unity, activate!"
Behind Song Gua, five level 0 clones went weak in the knees and collapsed to the ground.
"Ugh... I can't... I'm so weak, so weak..."
"I feel like my body has been hollowed out."
"This Weakness status is so thorough, and it lasts for a whole hour? No wonder they say this is a trash class."
Although these five clones were level 0, as long as they had successfully changed classes, they would possess initial stats tied to their class.
After stacking the stats of the five clones, among Song Gua's four main attributes, his Strength and Agility broke straight past 100!
He could now use the skills of these five clones and possessed the talents of their respective classes, though the skills and talents could only exhibit a portion of their full effects.
These details were not important.
Song Gua borrowed their power for another of the Bonder's talents: Unpretentious, which converted basic attack damage into true damage!
"Serious Punch!"
With over a hundred Agility, he was already faster than this cumbersome knight.
Coupled with the fact that Baldy was constantly under crowd control, he could not dodge even if he wanted to, so he had to take Song Gua's punch head-on.
"Hilarious! Are you trying to tickle me?"
-1200!
Baldy's eyes widened to the size of saucers.
"That's impossible!"
Song Gua pulled his fist back and, without a word, unleashed his next skill.
Eight-Stage Fist: The attacks of this skill are treated as basic attacks. Throw eight consecutive punches with a base damage of 90%. If the previous punch hits the target, the next punch deals an additional 10% damage. Cooldown: 30 seconds.
-900!
-990!
-1089!
-1197!
...
Eight consecutive punches, every single one dealing true damage!
Baldy was continuously controlled and could not even use any blocking or interrupting skills.
In just two skills, this guy's health bar hit rock bottom.
"Spare me! Spare my life! If you hit me again, I'll die!"
Song Gua raised an eyebrow.
"No way, you look perfectly healthy to me."
"We are Professionals! We've been digitized! Destroying the body's structure will kill us, and having our health points emptied will kill us too!"
"Really? I don't believe you."
"You don't... Fuck! You're committing murder, do you know that? Aren't you afraid?!"
Song Gua smiled.
"Afraid? This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Whoever feels fear is the weak one!"
No longer wasting words on this guy, once the skill's recovery animation ended, Song Gua used his next skill.
Wind Fist: Instantly deal two basic attacks. Afterward, attack speed increases by 50% for 30 seconds. Cooldown: 2 minutes.
The Bonder's initial skills were all perfectly suited to its talents.
Treating skills as basic attacks and increasing attack speed were both ways to maximize the benefits of the Unpretentious talent.
After two solid punches, Baldy reluctantly closed his eyes.
Clatter...
Upon the death of a Professional, all of their equipped gear and the items in their inventory would drop completely.
"Hahaha! Brothers, we got quite a haul this time!"
"Killing and looting really is the fastest way to make money!"
"Hurry up and bag the loot so we can slip away. Watch out in case Zhao Can and his group come over to check things out!"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
