Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 553 - 201: Top Holy Land? Half-step Legend? Feel the Great Terror of the Mage! (15K)_9

Those wounds did not seem self-inflicted.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt that the shadows cast by the campfire were somewhat amiss as he stood up.

On alert, he feigned annoyance and said,

"Ah, I really should check to see if the axe blade got nicked after chopping that goblin today..."

Then he turned and walked toward a corner of the camp. As he turned, he suddenly accelerated, grabbed the iron axe in his hand, and chopped down at a shadow.

The shadow writhed, and an Infiltrator scrambled out in a panic. Just as Sean was about to strike down, another Infiltrator sprang from another shadow that had appeared completely still just a moment before.

A dagger, flickering with magic light, was about to leave a bowl-sized scar on his back when a gust of malicious wind suddenly blew.

A spinning battle axe was thrown at the Infiltrator.

If he didn't choose to dodge, he would be cut in two by the following axe even if he managed to kill Sean.

So, he decisively chose to retreat.

"Damn it, these guys are tough to kill!" the player cursed aloud, as the old dwarf outside already started charging at them with a speed that belied his seemingly heavy body.

"Sean! Have I not told you to stay vigilant even in camp?"

"Shut it, I noticed them first thing. It's just that there were too many of them," Sean replied excitedly, ready to make the Infiltrators bleed rivers, when suddenly, a massive head flew into the air.

Blood sprayed, covering Sean's face.

Sean blankly watched as the old dwarf's headless body thunderously fell. He was about to say something when he found a long blade protruding from his own neck and chest.

In the end, he did not manage to utter a single word, falling down with a puzzled look on his face.

The five players each removed their face coverings and exchanged glances. One of them sighed,

"The intelligence of these instance NPCs is just too high. It turns out it's really difficult to just go on a rampage and kill!"

"Enough talk, don't brag about your good fortune. If these guys hadn't split up and stayed together like in the previous instances, we'd have had no chance to take them out."

"Move on to the next one… Stop wasting time, we don't have much time to take more heads, and we need to make a quick getaway as soon as we're done, not even a minute to spare. Don't forget, the real reward is at Kael's!"

"Indeed, indeed!"

The players once again blended into the shadows.

In the silently enveloping night, the stillness was soon broken. Although the Dwarfs' decision to spread out made it unlikely for them to be wiped out in one fell swoop by Kael like the Elves had been before.

But during a night march, when the troops are overly scattered, it undoubtedly provides ample opportunities for a large number of Infiltrators to act.

Soon, while the Dwarfs in the camp were running to and fro between tents, the majority of the rational Infiltrators had already quietly retreated.

Only a few who had "indulged in drink" or encountered exceptionally strong members of the Dwarf Clan left their corpses on this land.

Even so, after carefully counting the number of Dwarfs still alive in each tent, the person in charge of the Dwarf Army was still furiously shaking with rage.

In just such a short span of time, 730 of his subordinates would never open their eyes again.

With bloodshot eyes, Flo Copperbeard angrily grabbed an Infiltrator player's neck, and after a few punches, the player's face swelled up:

"Speak, who sent you, how many of you are there, if you don't tell me, you're as good as dead!"

The Infiltrator player, held up in mid-air, was not annoyed; after being captured by these guys, there was no chance of escape anyway, so he might as well toy with them.

So the player laughed wildly and while laughing, he said:

"Guess what, big beard, do you think I am from Wandong City, or someone from the Supreme Forest? Maybe I'm from the Great Grave or Shadow Country!"

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"Do you want to die?" Flo Copperbeard's face was red with anger.

Then, the next second, to his shock, the Infiltrator player revealed a strange smile, opened his mouth, and bit his own tongue off, then the gushing blood spattered on Flo's face.

With a fierce expression and slurred speech, he said, "Want to know? Go ask in Hell!"

Then, he immediately conjured a ball of Shadow Energy in his hand, and under Flo's wary gaze, ready to defend, the player smashed it onto his own head with a pop.

Instantly, the brain and a mix of red, white, and green matter splashed out from the player's head, whose brutal actions stunned the onlookers.

"Aaahhh #$#% (profanity) …" Flo let out an angry roar.

It was unclear whether he was angry for not having extracted the truth from the man or for the man's eagerness to die.

Regardless, as the top half of the Infiltrator's body fell to the ground and vanished into streams of light under the stunned gaze of everyone, they suddenly felt a genuine sense of fear.

Yes, at some point, a terrifying trend had begun to spread among the player community, exemplified by the behavior of this player:

"Inflict harm upon oneself to inflict psychological harm upon the enemy!"

After all, players had the Holy Light Shielding System and shadow priests, and couldn't see those extreme, gory scenes.

But NPCs are different, like the Dwarf Clan now witnessing the mad, wild spectacle of a player in front of them.

The scene was even more death-defying than the Dead Pool!

Somehow, as a cold breeze passed, the huddled Dwarves felt even colder.

A Dwarf murmured quietly, "Do we still need to split up and station ourselves separately? These Dead Pools, who turn into light and vanish upon death, seem a tad dangerous."

Flo Copperbeard let out another angry roar, and after a moment, he snorted and said:

"Continue to spread out, increase the number of people in each camp, and the night watchmen are to be three per camp. The more the enemy doesn't want us to do something, the more it proves our decision is correct."

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