[82 Wu Di: Help! Guys, can you stop attacking my door? We all came from the same roots, why so eager to turn on one another!]

[83 Sun Haochen: If you break my door, please don't kill me. I can give you all my equipment, even the dorm owner key!]

[84 Zhou Xiaoyu: Big brothers, please stop hitting the door, the durability is about to drop to zero, I'm begging you, boohoo!]

[85 Li Dabiao: Can anyone invest some alloy steel? Payback tenfold after this round!]

[86 Li Qin: @Tang Ze, where are you? Brother Tang? Come save us!]

[90 Zhao Xiaomei: I saw it, the Golden Armored Corpse came out of Dorm 89, Tang Ze, you will get what's coming to you!]

"Help! Help! Help!!!"

Desperate screams echoed through the fifth floor.

These monster players were not joking — they really intended to kill them!

Bang!

One player's door was smashed open, seven or eight monsters poured in.

"Hahaha, Kong Qian, I've wanted to kill you for a long time, for stealing the Ghost King mask during the day!" a werehyena stared at a leather-jacketed man wielding nunchaku, laughing wildly.

The leather-jacketed man's expression shifted slightly. "Zhou Lie?! We only had a little spat, it shouldn't go this far."

"A little spat!?" The werehyena flew into a rage, spitting saliva. "You stole supplies I discovered first, and you call that a little spat! I'm going to skin you now!"

"Boss, stop wasting time arguing, tonight's time is limited!" a bald fiend with a rotten gut said.

Fighting noises erupted in the room, then subsided.

The werehyena bit off Kong Qian's face in one bite and kicked him away, sneering, "Screw you!"

Kong Qian's belly had been ripped open;he was already dead. They did it to vent their anger.

"Kehehe, they actually have a lot of stock!"

"I've wanted Kong Qian's nunchaku for ages!"

"Move faster, boss is hurrying!"

These monster players fought like real monsters, even crueler!

...

Less than twenty minutes into the game, the fifth floor was wiped out!

Some strong players had rushed to help, but it was useless.

The Monster King's unified command was far too powerful, boosting the monster players' combat ability by a full tier.

With the fifth floor annihilated, players on the fourth and sixth floors suffered the most.

They were panicking.

Zhai Ren kept a calm face, watching the chatroom intently.

Suddenly, he received a message.

The monster army had all moved to the sixth floor!

"These idiots, they actually skipped the fourth floor. This will be their biggest mistake!" In Dorm 66, a bald man laughed.

Another man with chest muscles like a C-cup mocked, "That Monster King is stupid. If it were me, I'd split my forces!"

Hei San frowned and looked at Zhai Ren. "Boss, these monster players are playing too brutally."

"Wait, we'll rip them open and pinch them from both sides!"

"We can't let this momentum spread!"

Zhai Ren nodded. "Contact Xiao Yan, and send word to Li Shuwen and the others. Get anyone who can come help to shout out."

After speaking, he stood and walked toward the door.

The monster faction's momentum was too strong;it needed to be checked, or no one would be able to play.

Earlier, Zhai Ren once wanted to become the Monster King!

Now he was going to stop the Monster King!

They were all players;there should be no permanent allegiance!

...

"This is aimed at us!" In the tenth-floor hallway, Xu Lang listened to the commotion downstairs and chuckled.

Each person's choice seemed random, but had reasons behind it.

There were only two directional choices. Why did Tang Ze choose to go up instead of down?

There was clearly a glaring four-time champion up there!

The reason was simple: Tang Ze wanted to challenge that four-time champion, to maximize his gains!

"That Monster King is really Tang Ze? That's too much. I used to think he was somewhat human!" Cao Yaxuan snapped.

Cao Yaxuan and the others stood in the hallway, expressions varied, but all showed outrage.

No matter what, players slaughtering players en masse was inhumane.

"Lang Ge, Huihui and the others went down." Tong Qi looked toward the other end of the corridor.

She saw Wu Huihui and two other women all heading down the other stairwell.

"Should we go help too?" Sherry asked.

"Of course. It's a faction war!" Xu Lang nodded, looking at the girls. "Whoever wants to join, come. This fight could be dangerous."

The women responded one after another — none of them chickened out!

After sticking with Xu Lang for so long, it's hard to be timid!

Dorm 200 was stealthy when needed and fierce when necessary.

Xu Lang didn't hold to absolute dogma, he adapted to the moment and followed momentum.

"Teacher Sherry, you're coming too?" Xu Lang asked.

Sherry liked adventure and puzzles but disliked killing.

"Yes, yes. I can heal everyone!" Sherry nodded her pale chin.

"Alright, Dorm 200, everyone mobilize!" Xu Lang smiled.

This time it was truly everyone — not even one person stayed to guard the door.

The River Mouth Child opened his eyes and watched them leave, showing a hint of worry.

The Ghost Child stood up and anxiously watched them go, its chubby little feet tiptoeing as if it wanted to follow.

...

A steady stream of human players surged toward the sixth floor.

The dorm corridor was at least six meters wide.

It looked like a chaotic battlefield platform: turrets roared, humans howled, monsters bellowed in a deafening chorus.

Tang Ze's expression was fierce, but he felt a twinge of panic.

He had not expected other floors to reinforce so quickly.

This game was different from before.

Players were getting more mature.

"Tang Ze, stop them!" Xiao Yan shouted from behind his door. "You don't want a repeat of last night, do you?"

"Last night? Hah, that won't happen again!" Tang Ze sneered and slammed his fist like a thousand scales against Dorm 95's door, producing a drumlike boom.

Xiao Yan watched the door's durability plummet, face filled with shame.

How terrifying must Tang Ze's personal attributes be?!

"I'm not afraid to die. Come and kill me if you can!"

"Bring it on, head-on!"

"Ah, damn it!"

While Tang Ze attacked the door, screams of injured monster players were heard elsewhere.

His brow furrowed;he finally gave up on breaching the door and rushed to support the monsters to his right.

Li Shuwen's gaze was razor-sharp. His black spear flickered like a streak of lightning emerging from storm clouds, repeatedly sending monster players into critical condition.

Martial Master is a pure combat sequence. Even though the monster players had decent stats and monster-form bonuses, they couldn't match Li Shuwen.

Zhu Yan assisted beside him, patching gaps and shoring up defenses.

Zhai Ren was also fighting in that direction, leading muscular men like heavy infantry, absorbing most attacks.

"No wonder pressure is so high here — it's because of you two!" Tang Ze's every step boomed like a small mountain.

"Tang Ze, turn back while you can!" Li Shuwen's expression hardened.

"Old Wen, if you were me, would you turn back?!" Tang Ze grunted and suddenly burst forward like a golden comet. "On the road to the throne, there is only advance, no retreat!"

Either become bones or become king!

He had no other path!

Zhai Ren took a deep breath and hefted a half-meter-thick dark shield, planting it in front of Tang Ze.

The next second!

He and the shield were launched forward, soaring over ten meters and smashing straight into the corridor.

"Weak, too weak..." Tang Ze shook his head and sneered, but his words cut off abruptly.

A tall figure carrying a demonic blade strode out of the stairwell!