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Chapter 929: Chapter 875 “Brother, you have been cuckolded”_1 Chapter 929: Chapter 875 “Brother, you have been cuckolded”_1 In the gaze of thousands who have been anticipating, the minute hand finally reached 8 o’clock.

An almost imperceptible whistle filled the entire Chang’an, and the daytime meteor shower, appeared!

Not one, but one after another is falling down!

“1, 2, 3, 4…” Yi, along with some fans, squeezed onto the top of a watchtower near the middle section of Zhuque Street.

They looked at the meteors in the sky, trying to count how many there were.

It took them three attempts to finally get it right: “28!

Is this…

28 swords?

Is Cloud Dream being so generous?”

“Don’t worry about that, just go chase them!” A fan whose arm was tied with red silk was a bit impatient.

Yi looked at the meteors in the sky, trailing long white smoke trails and slowly falling down.

After estimating their trajectory, he finally pointed a finger and said, “Go!

To Peace Square nearby!

Hurry, hurry, hurry!”

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Everyone started to move.

Looking down at the entire city of Chang’an, people quickly formed long lines, rushing towards the spots where the “meteors” were about to fall.

And those lucky players who were already directly beneath the falling meteors, stood there calmly, waiting for the meteor to fall, while warily watching their competitors around them.

It wasn’t until the meteors were very close to the ground that everyone finally saw what they were-

They were square sword boxes!

Moreover, due to the violent friction, these sword boxes seemed to have reached their limit and were emitting a dim red glow.

Yi and his team members used their lightness skills to move quickly.

When they got a clear view of the sword box, it was not only glowing, but even started to spark!

“?!” Looking at the increasingly bright sword box with more and more sparks flying out, Yi suddenly had a bad feeling…

This feeling had just emerged when a [Curse Pendant] that he had been wearing suddenly vibrated violently!

Yi, who had just come out of “Battlefield”, was about to dive forward and fall to the ground instinctively while shouting to others:

“Get down!!”

At the same time he shouted, the sword box in the sky finally reached its limit and exploded violently!

“Boom!!!”

Red-hot metal fragments rained down from the sky, spraying all over, creating a rain of death within a hundred meters!

“Damn!” Yi looked at the terrifying widespread fragment attack engulfing his entire team, and the red-hot iron pieces piercing player after player.

He felt awful.

—A broken sword box, where did all these fragments come from??

This must be another surprise from Lincoln!

He even made a drama in the sky!

Fortunately, the damage caused by this round of attack was not as exaggerated as it seemed—Among Yi’s 100-people team, only eight unlucky ones were hit directly in the head and heart and died on the spot.

The rest could recover to their usual state within few seconds after tasting fierce wine.

But the damage aside, this was too immoral!

Especially those players directly under the sword box, all their attentions were on guarding against other players.

How could they have expected the sword box to suddenly explode?

They were the most miserable—After the sword box exploded, the metal fragments were denser the closer they were to the center area.

The few houses near the point of impact were almost turned into sieves by this wave of fragment attack, through the dense holes, one could even see the situation inside the house.

Yi looked at the players who had fallen in front of the central area, and suddenly turned his anger into joy—

The direct competitors were instantly reduced by more than half, and those who were not dead were also a bit stunned.

They didn’t care about the sword in the sword box, which caused the treasure sword to fall into a house and was not seized by the players at the first time.

“Lincoln, you did a good job!”

Laughing, Yi knocked open the door and rushed into the house.

Then he was greeted with a sharp sword light!

“Wha…”

Yi didn’t even have time to leave his last words before he was slashed from the forehead to the belly with a “swish” and started to turn into light as he fell to the ground.

“…ppened!” Yi found himself floating.

Before he was teleported out to resurrect, he stared intently at the person who ambushed him, hoping to remember his ID for future revenge.

But what puzzled him even more was: there was no ID popping out at all!

—The one who ambushed him was not a player, but a NPC!

Even the clothes he wore were the most common, nondescript civilian clothes found on the streets!

Resurrected Yi stood by the gate of the market, his mouth wide open, speechless for quite a while.

“This event…

even NPCs can join?”

“Can you play it this way?”

“Yi!

Come and see!

The NPCs have gone mad!” A fan sent Yi a private message excitedly.

“Eh?” Yi was even more surprised, he ignored the “hahaha” comments in the live room, and rushed back to the scene again.

When he jumped onto the rooftop and approached from a high place, he saw a dense crowd of people surrounding the house.

Everyone was orderly leaving the crowd in turns and rushing towards the house.

But all the players who rushed in were killed by the NPC with a few sword strikes.

The NPC’s moves didn’t seem to be very proficient, he simply used the sword like a knife—Although these weapons could indeed be reforged into other types of weapons that one would prefer through activity-specific blacksmiths, it was undoubtedly inconvenient to use a sword like a knife before reforging.

The NPC doing this only showed that the NPC was indeed very ordinary and didn’t know any martial arts.

But with the sword in hand, the NPC’s slash speed was terrifyingly fast, and its strength was alarmingly high.

Ordinary players couldn’t withstand a few strikes.

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Yi even saw a few unlucky souls whose weapon grade was too low, get blown up by a single slash from the NPC!

The durability was instantly reduced to zero, utterly irreparable.

“Don’t we have explosives?” Yi barked, reprovingly, “Bomb this house and charge together!”

He had already figured it out: not being able to snatch the sword was simply because the NPC guarded the door, preventing the players from leveraging their numerical superiority.

So, why not just blow up the house?

Even if it was the NPC’s home, now they only needed to say sorry!

Who told him to steal from us?

Heaven’s treasure falls upon those with virtue.

So, who is the virtuous one?

Of course, the one with the highest combat power and fiercest firepower!

As the leader of the hundred-people team, Yi, of course, wouldn’t step down.

“Bomb the hell out of it!”

Good brothers immediately took out explosives from their weapons storage box – the martial arts secret book was useful, but their love for explosives had become so instinctual that they didn’t feel comfortable without having some on hand.

“Boom–Boom–Boom!”

Amid the roar of the barrels of explosives, the poor NPC lost his home.

The players lunged forward, rushing into the smoke to scramble for the divine weapon.

…

The dust from the house’s collapse finally dissipated, and a mass of players squeezed together among the ruins, desperately trying to worm their way into the center.

Yi, looking at the crowd, loudly asked: “Where’s the sword?!”

“Where’s the sword?!”

He had to ask.

Because all he could see was a heap of players pushing and squeezing their way into the crowd, but the players at the heart of the crowd seemed clueless.

They were trying to resist the crowd to avoid being pushed out while eagerly looking for the sword.

“Did anyone see the sword?”

“Didn’t see it!”

“Didn’t see it, who the hell took it?”

“Search well, the announcement said it won’t run in 20 minutes without being put in the weapon box!”

“Is it really damaged?

A real man should fight face to face, what kind of skill is hiding?”

…

The crowd chattered and debated endlessly.

But after half a day of noisy and bustling discussion, it was no use, and so everyone began clearing the ruins, thoroughly cleaning the wreckage of the house, nearly digging three feet into the ground, but the sword still couldn’t be found.

Everyone claimed not to have taken it.

The atmosphere at the scene became delicate…

The sword couldn’t just disappear, so it definitely had been secretly hidden by someone.

The question was –

Who was it?

Where was it hidden?

Yi was also secretly anxious, noticing that the sky was about to darken, and it would be more difficult to discover any trickery in the dark.

If it was hidden in a corner, it was still manageable, but if it was hidden on one’s person, and as soon as 20 minutes were up, stuffed in a weapon box, where would they look?

“So long a sword, where could it be hidden?”

“How did Cloud Dream design the event?

It’s so lax!”

The passage of time in “Chang’an” is much faster than in reality, going through a 24-hour sunrise and sunset process in 3 hours.

A day in the real world is equivalent to 8 days in Chang’an City, so the event started in the clear daylight, but the sky gradually darkened not long after.

Then an older brother suddenly took out a liquor gourd without warning, and chugged a few gulps.

This immediately drew a lot of attention.

—Why are you drinking when you’re not fighting or losing blood?

“Sorry, just had an alcohol craving,” the older brother calmly explained.

As soon as his voice fell, his eyes suddenly turned green.

Then his nostrils, mouth, and ears—green light was oozing out from every orifice!

Three seconds later, even his head started emitting a green glow.

This glow wafted and condensed into a thin beam of light straight into the night sky.

But the older brother himself seemed oblivious and stood there drinking, as if nothing had happened.

Until a player poked him:

“Brother, you’re glowing green.”