Don't Heal the Others

Chapter 187 Just Obey My Order

“Warning! Midsummer Guild, attention please! Creeps have invaded your Guild encampment! The creeps in the encampment will not disappear at the end of this attack. Clean them right now!”

This was the 35th creep wave, the second-to-last. The creeps were all level 30. Divided, each was rather mighty; united, their overwhelming numbers made them unstoppable.

After a few hours of fierce fighting, players of Midsummer inevitably made a mistake. The north side was broken through by the creep wave, and the rampant creeps swarmed into the encampment.

“Go! Elite Group! The north side! Cleric Group! Back up!”

“Assassin Group! Back to the encampment! Wipe out the creeps there!”

Liu Qiangwei frowned and her ethereal voice became rather anxious. She was continuously giving one order after another on the guild channel.

Fortunately, she had predicted the trouble and prepared for it. At this very moment, an elite player from Midsummer rushed to act as back up immediately.

Though the north side was supported as quick as possible, tens of thousands of invading creeps, let alone that they were all level 30, could not be tackled in a short time.

The lasting warning created a tenser atmosphere. Si Yejing, leading the Assassin Group, fought desperately to stop the creeps from entering the encampment hall. If they had any lapse, all their previous efforts for the Encampment Defensive War would have been for nothing.

“Cleric Group Ⅱ! Go! Back up the Assassin Group! Clean the rest of the creeps! Now!”

Those creeps invading the encampment were just like a fire in Midsummer’s backyard. They threatened the encampment hall, and drove the players fighting on the front to be distracted. These had to be settled down without any delay.

“Congratulations to Midsummer! The 35th creep wave ends! The next wave will come in 10 minutes! Please get ready! You will win after resisting this attack. But you will lose if any creeps break into your encampment hall!”

However, there was some good news. The previous attack ended and the tidal wave of surrounding creeps was retreating away from the encampment. Midsummer could finally take a rest and have a quick adjustment of its formations, especially the Four-side Formation.

“Go, go, go! Clean the remaining creeps now! The next wave is coming! We’re running out of time!”

The Elite Group also joined in the cleaning task, and then the town-sized encampment was filled with players chasing and fighting against the remaining creeps.

The creeps would disappear when the system refreshed at the end of each attack, but those that had invaded in the encampment would remain, which would be a great threat.

If the cleaning was not finished before the next wave, it would be impossible for Midsummer to win the Defensive War with the enemies both inside and outside the encampment.

Tens of thousands of players were wiping out the rest of the creeps who had begun to ruin the half-built encampment. Fortunately, the most critical encampment hall and the temporary Transmission Formation were guarded by groups of core players.

For this situation, Xiaofeng could not help. After all, he was a Cleric with no efficient skills to tackle such scattered creeps. The Vast Plain’s creep wave belonged to Life Attribute to which the Divine Power did not work. Moreover, he could not summon Xiaobai here.

He could only keep giving BUFFs to those players preoccupied with cleaning, increasing their efficiency.

Fortunately, due to the timely backup, the number of remaining creeps was within control, but still horrifying. In fact, there were even more players chasing and killing. Basically, four or five players were fighting with one creep. Although the creeps were all level 30, the players felt it less difficult owing to the Cleric’s BUFFs.

“Attention! Midsummer, the final creep wave of your Encampment Defensive War is coming! FYI, this is a BOSS wave! You’ll win after resisting the BOSSes’ attack and you’ll lose if your encampment hall is invaded!”

The 36th wave began the moment the last creep died. This was the last fight, a BOSS wave—an extremely challenging one.

“Level 30 BOSSes! Quite a few!”

Hunter players, who were capable of advanced Scouting, sent news from the frontline spawns that BOSSes were leading elite creeps attacking from all directions. The south side, with the largest number, had eight Elite BOSSes. Besides, the east, with the second number, had four Rare BOSSes, and the west two Silver BOSSes.

The north side, though there was only one, had the mightiest Golden BOSS!

Compared with common waves, BOSS waves had creeps that were fewer in number but greater in mightiness. Without proper arrangement, an attack from the Elite BOSSes was absolutely catastrophic.

Let alone these level 30 Super BOSSes—they were far more potent than average players.

Even in common BOSS instances, casualties would be heavy. Any BOSSes’ skills could seckill and result in great suffering. Some people might have thought that a BOSS only released skills at certain HP amounts, but actually there were other triggers.

In addition to HP, battle time, hate points, and rage points, other factors could also trigger BOSSes’ releasing skills.

Generally, a BOSS had quite an enormous build and any ordinary attacks could lead to damage in a certain range. With so many players around, even a BOSS’s step would result in carnage.

They could be described as unstoppable. A BOSS could step on the masses like a steamroller, leaving countless broken corpses behind.

Most importantly, the offensive BOSS in the Monster Siege instance was different from the jungle BOSS. And since their hatred was highly gathered at the encampment hall, if not lured away by other players, these offensive BOSSes would stride toward the hall and then nobody could stop them.

In this case, the only solution was to sacrifice an enormous number of players, attracting the BOSS’s hatred and fighting on despite everything. Otherwise, nothing could stop the BOSS.

It was also a challenge to the strength and unity of a guild. After all, faced with the BOSS wave, the guild had no other choices but to sacrifice its members. Maybe ten thousand, or a hundred thousand, and even much more.

That was why only famed large guilds like Dynasty, War Spirit Hall, and Wolves could establish their branches in a new server. Small guilds did not have such strength.

“15 BOSSes! How many are we?” Liu Qiangwei asked nervously on the guild channel.

“All group leaders, give a head count and report to your hall leaders! I want to know the total number!”

“This is Shield Warrior I. We still have 23,000.”

“This is Shield Warrior II. We only have 18,000.”

...

It didn’t take much time to count. There were 300,000 left. Things were getting worse.

“300,000...”

Liu Qiangwei spoke no more, and had a depressed and thoughtful look on her charming face. The 300,000 players had to resist the attacks from four directions. It was an extremely critical situation. Any single lapse would ruin all.

The Golden BOSS in the north was particularly unstoppable!

The Encampment Defensive War had lasted for several hours. All Midsummer members had died more than four times on average. Without the experience points brought by the creep wave, all of them would have been downgraded.

The loss of weapons was countless, except for the heal profession players like clerics and mages, who did not suffer a lot, for they stayed at the rear where it was safe. Almost no frontline players were still fully equipped due to the great damage to their weapons.

This was the last wave. With the huge loss, the final 300,000 players persisting in the last battle were the most loyal of Midsummer. Most of them had followed Midsummer from other online games to this one. They embodied the essence, the history, and the strength of Midsummer. They were evidence of the original guild’s influence.

The maximum membership of a level 1 guild was only 500,000. Midsummer must have reached this, or it would have been impossible to initiate the Encampment Defensive War. Among the total 500,000, there were still 300,000 persevering on the battlefield, which had been glorious.

Of course, this was owed in large part to Xiaofeng. As in the first Encampment Defensive War, Midsummer initially established the guild and received a system bonus. At that time, Midsummer was a level 2 guild with a maximum membership of one million. If on that scale, it would have been easier to resist the last wave.

Unfortunately, due to the failure of the previous Encampment Defensive War, the guild had lost a massive amount of members. Now with the maximum membership of a level 1 guild, Midsummer was passive on resisting the last wave of attack.

“You... have any ideas?”

Liu Qiangwei gave an elegant glance at Xiaofeng and whispered, “This is the last creep wave to the forge, the most difficult and crucial one. But now it is too hard to resist, considering how many people we still have.” She hoped Xiaofeng could figure this out.

“No way. Just fight. You distribute the people evenly to the east, west, and south. I will handle the north.”

Xiaofeng shook his head and thought, “Nothing can help now. Just go and do it. Anyway, this is the final battle.”

The north had the most potent Golden BOSS, but only one was there. What Xiaofeng could do was to try to hold the BOSS back for 10 minutes, preventing it from entering the encampment.

Moreover, faced with such a BOSS wave, Xiaofeng’s BUFF had little bonus effect on other players. The level 30 BOSS’s attack was so potent that Xiaofeng’s BUFFs did not work. Anyone directly confronting the BOSS would be seckilled. Besides, with or without a BUFF, nobody could break through a BOSS’s defense.

“Okay, I’ll arrange it right away.”

Liu Qiangwei had no doubts in Xiaofeng’s words, even on such an adventurous decision to give up one side of defense. She immediately began to command on the guild channel.

“Rose! Why give up the defense in the north?”

“Why! Why don’t you arrange people to the north? You’re opening a door to the BOSS!”

“That’s a Golden BOSS! We should focus our major defensive forces on the north!”

Liu Qiangwei’s command rather caused dissent. Although Liu Qiangwei was a young lady, her majesty in Midsummer was unparalleled. “Just obey my order,” she said. Then, hundreds of thousands of guild members said no more and just did it.

As for Xiaofeng, he left the encampment and went to the deserted north alone.