Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 872 - 871: Defeating Generals

The giant tentacle was entirely dark greenish-black, with spikes and thorn bundles stretching for several meters, even tens of meters, and scissor-like fork spines growing on its sides.

The rock dome, which was exceptionally sturdy for players, was effortlessly sliced apart with just a gentle scrape of the thorny spines.

Below the tentacle, a dense mass of fine tendrils grew, numbering in the astronomical figures, merely glancing at them was enough to make those with trypophobia feel intensely uneasy and restlessly anxious.

All the tendrils were arranged in orderly rows, interspersed with numerous deep and large hollow circular holes,

The inner walls of the holes were extremely smooth, pitch black, and devoid of light,

not resembling biological pores, but rather... as if they were mineshafts polished and excavated by industrial facilities.

In the holes, a viscous and dense amber liquid occasionally flowed out, greatly resembling the amber energy the players found on the edge of the Lost World's walls,

The only difference possibly was that the amber liquid directly flowing from the tentacle's wounds had a higher density, and included blood-like red threads...

Under the Dragon Head Mask, Li Ang didn't display the same astonishment and bewilderment as the other players. Using the insect nest as eyes and ears, he possessed more intelligence than others,

Considering the contents of those comics, Li Ang vaguely guessed the reason behind the overall layout of the Lost World and the thoughts of those Otherworldly Players...

The giant tentacle unconsciously crawled over the dome, causing the entire rock layer to collapse along the route it took, with falling rocks veiling the sun each day.

Such a cataclysmic scene still didn't stop the mutual fighting among the players,

In mid-air, Li Ang swung his long spear, cleaving apart a huge rock that came crashing towards him. His left pinky finger suddenly flipped horizontally with a dislocated bone-breaking angle, releasing a green beam of Disintegration Technique towards Dann Chenzi not far away.

Dann Chenzi reacted swiftly, controlling a flying sword to cut off a falling rock, using it to block the Disintegration Technique.

The same trick can't work on the Saint Fighter more than once nor does it on high-level players.

Boom!

Perhaps the collapsing rocks from above caused the load-bearing structure of the Lost World level to fail, resulting in the ground beneath to collapse in large patches, exposing a bottomless darkness.

The Closed-eye Monk and Dann Chenzi suddenly retrieved their moves, with the former calling back the Phantom Arhat and grabbing the remaining Otherworldly Monks that were shocked into the air, diving towards the pitch black space below,

The latter also summoned back the remaining flying swords hanging above his head, clearing the falling rocks for himself and his companions.

The Lost World was originally collapsing from top to bottom, with the super-large tentacle, its unknown origin possibly being the cause of the collapse, above,

Escaping upwards or sideways held no meaning whatsoever.

"Move downward!"

Tai Hao shouted, flying into the air dragon's cavity, mounting the air dragon, following behind Dann Chenzi and others, together diving downward, and the others followed suit.

Boom——

The deafening sound of rocks exploding kept echoing incessantly, Li Ang activated Divine Power detection, swinging the long spear in the pitch black environment, splintering the flying rocks that splashed around, while silently counting the time and distance of the fall.

Fourteenth floor,

Thirteenth floor,

Twelfth floor...

[Current player count reduced to fifty, automatic end of the third stage, gateway battle officially initiated]

[Mission objective: Survive in the Lost World]

[System will issue rewards based on exit time and performance throughout the entire stage after the gateway battle ends]

Without any prelude, the system's notification suddenly echoed,

Players uniformly showed intense changes in their expressions, evidently everyone heard the information,

Plus Li Ang himself had the Anti-Dragon Madness Helmet that resists external spiritual power impacts, it could be certain that this was indeed the system's notification sound, not an illusion technique by a Transcendent.

Something was wrong,

It's indeed true that Tai Hao and the others suffered significant casualties, but Li Ang, more precisely the insect nest, still held more than a dozen 'hostages' from different factions,

Moreover, according to Tian Jinghutu's news, Side Truth and Hoenhem on the tenth floor witnessed the Otherworldly Monks kidnapping nearly fifty players, including Michael, Lose Control, Zhongli Mieming, and Selcius.

Why suddenly dropped to only fifty people?

Could it be that the Otherworldly Monks dealt with them? Or did Side Truth find a way to release these people...

Everyone's minds were racing,

Meanwhile, the collapse finally halted—the ground of the eleventh floor was battered beyond repair but barely managed to withstand the crushing of falling rocks above.

And the two groups of people, following the huge fissure in the middle of the eleventh floor, plunged straight down to the tenth floor of the Lost World.

"This place is..."

With the Cloud Ascending Ladder airborne skill, Li Ang was the first to land smoothly,

Using the right eye equipped with the Detective's Monocle, scanning the surrounding dim environment through the swirling dust.

The space around was vast, overall ellipsoidal, egg-shaped, with a particularly thick dome above supporting the higher falling rocks,

While the hole in the center of the space piled with rubble was supported by a layer of light-golden energy shield, preventing it from falling down.

"Roar!!"

A beast's roar of extreme anger sounded from ahead,

Li Ang gazed into the distance, seeing a massive lion with red mane, wearing gold rings on its four legs, roaring fiercely upwards,

Its fur moved autonomously without wind, emitting a concentrated demonic aura almost solidifying.

Boom——

The ground beneath its feet inexplicably collapsed, developing web-like cracks,

Even the distant Lost World walls, under the power of this roar, cracked with continuous fissures.

So formidable.

Li Ang felt his specially tuned ears fill with blood, buzzing loudly, every bone from the top of his skull to the bottom was vibrating, the Mirage Dragon Red Mane Coat he was wearing seemed to be affected by some kind of impact, suddenly swelling, then rapidly shrinking,

slowly digesting the energy contained within the roar.

The just-landed Tai Hao next to him had a sombre expression, Zhan Lu's face pale, his grasp involuntarily trembling, the sword gang qi etched a deep scar on the ground.

That lion is stronger than Qingqiu, much stronger...

Raging Fire stamped on flames, landing on the ground, beside her Amber's gaze had completely returned to clarity, she blinked her eyes somewhat dazedly, surveyed the surroundings, murmuring to Raging Fire, "Eh? Where is this? Did everyone go to barbecue?"

"Barbecue my foot, wake up."

Raging Fire gritted her teeth, knocking on Amber's head, feeling a sense of egg-like frustration without a place to vent,

If not for the wrong setting, she would really want to ride on Amber's shoulder, rotate her knuckle fiercely against Amber's temple, loudly scold: "For thy lass, cost me several generals!"

Li Ang's sight passed over the stunned Amber and the just-landed Dann Chenzi and others ahead, looking towards where the lion was.

Beside the lion, was a twenty-meter diameter pitch-black hole, the space below the hole was dim and lightless, the shadow emitted a foreboding aura.

Around the hole,

was a group of hunched figures in gray robes, a total of thirteen, 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

circling the hole in formation, extending their arms, faces beneath hoods shrouded in shadow, continuously emitting obscure and malevolent chants.