Sacred Souls: Genesis-Chapter 165 - 164: Dying of Laughter (2nd Update)

Chapter 165 -164: Dying of Laughter (2nd Update)

Denghis Xisi was a soldier, a veteran in his youth, who had fought in five wars for the Radiant Empire and had made significant contributions in each.

On the battlefield, he learned one thing: all soldiers were a disorganized mob; you just needed to kill the enemy’s leader, and then it was easy to induce panic and rout an entire legion.

This experience of Denghis Xisi also carried over to the battle against the Spirit.

To him, the Dancing Nuclear Guild was indeed a formidable legion, with their close-knit coordination being particularly troublesome.

But all of this coordination was built upon Mo Shigui’s command.

Denghis Xisi knew that the core of this team was Mo Shigui, so he seized the opportunity and was the first to kill Mo Shigui, who was surrounded by several buffs.

In an instant, Denghis Xisi channeled his strongest power into his longsword and struck at the critical area of Mo Shigui’s heart.

He knew that the characters known as “healers” nearby would try to heal Mo Shigui, so he aimed to ensure his strike would instantly kill this Heavy Armor Warrior.

Denghis Xisi succeeded… The moment his sword pierced Mo Shigui’s chest, his figure turned into a shadow and began to fade away, indicating he had successfully killed a Spirit.

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The resurrection of a Spirit took time! At least Mo Shigui would not be resurrected so quickly.

Denghis Xisi’s gaze then shifted to the other members of the Dancing Nuclear Guild.

As expected! The moment Mo Shigui died, Denghis Xisi saw the same astonished expressions on their faces as he had seen on soldiers after he killed their legion commanders.

They were thrown into confusion, as lost as lambs without their shepherd when the wolves attacked, the flock of lambs could only be slaughtered at will!

Just as Denghis Xisi was about to say something more to further demoralize them, laughter came from the other side of the team.

“Hahahahaha, I am dying of laughter, Lao Song, how did you get killed by the BOSS as soon as you arrived, and you’re the number one Tank in China! Oh! I forgot! You’re the former number one Tank, now the number one Tank in China is in our team.”

The moment Can Xin saw Mo Shigui’s health emptied, he really couldn’t help but cover his stomach and burst out laughing. He wasn’t intentionally mocking; he really enjoyed seeing Mo Shigui getting defeated.

The profession Mo Shigui mainly played was a Tank, meaning the one who takes on the monster’s aggro and damage in online games, has the highest health and defensive power.

In the past, Mo Shigui was known as the strongest Tank in the national server, a reputation that lasted until he retired to become a coach.

Now, as new talents emerged in the game, Mo Shigui’s remarkable in-game performance was still remembered by players. As long as Mo Shigui played the role of a Tank, he was considered a deity.

But it was such a player, who once represented the highest level of a national server Tank, who got killed by the BOSS within a few encounters.

Naturally, Can Xin had to take the opportunity to mock him thoroughly, and it wasn’t just Can Xin; the players of the Dancing Nuclear Guild were also stunned.

They had followed their guild leader for so many years and had never seen him get killed by the BOSS upon entering an instance.

“F*ck, Lao Song, are you really getting old?” Hei Guo Zuzhou also raised his voice.

“The guild leader was the first to rush in just now, I didn’t even have time to buff him before he went toward the BOSS,” Rong Mao Tu also shouted helplessly.

“Tsk tsk, a mistake newbies make. Guild leader, you’ve been quite irritable since you came online, why don’t you go to sleep and let Lao Yu take over the command?” Mama You Gou called out in follow-up.

Denghis Xisi’s face completely froze upon seeing this scene.

The mockery from Can Xin was one thing, but Denghis Xisi could tell they were members of the Abyss Temple. The Abyss Temple had indeed helped the Dancing Nuclear at the end, yet Denghis Xisi felt they were some sort of competitors.

But when members of Mo Shigui’s guild started mocking him, Denghis felt that it didn’t make sense at all!

Does this guild have no order whatsoever? Even leading the mockery against their own commander! In any other nation’s army, this would be grounds for execution!

It seemed that there really were people in the Dancing Nuclear Guild who thought the same as Denghis.

“The president got one-shot by the BOSS, can you guys be serious for a moment? Who will take the lead in feeling sorry for the president? Or shall I start the pity party?” Lanlan shouted.

“Shouldn’t we be spamming ‘President——ah’ in the main channel? Oh right, I’ve got some mourning fireworks here. Who wants to let them off?”

“Where did the mourning come with fireworks from? F***! The BOSS is going berserk, Old Song if you’re still there say something, otherwise, we’ll just be fighting on our own.”

Now in tombstone status, Mo Shigui was covering his forehead with his hand, feeling very embarrassed. There were two reasons for his embarrassment; the first one was that he had just entered the instance and got one-shot by the BOSS, which was really a slap in the face for his status as a top player.

The second reason for his embarrassment was that every single member of his guild seemed to be celebrating the holiday cheerfully.

Enjoying watching a big shot take a hit is in the nature of every human being, even if it’s their own guild members.

Lanlan had already started leading the way in setting off the mourning fireworks to commemorate Mo Shigui’s instance raid, which ended less than ten minutes after entering the instance when Denghis struck him down with a single sword blow.

The fireworks were still the magic fireworks previously given by Lyla, and when Jiang Qiao saw the fireworks set off by Lanlan, though it startled the Magic Thieves around, it didn’t seem to cause them any actual spiritual damage…

Jiang Qiao was certain that all the supposed weaknesses of Magic Thieves against light and loud noises were false information.

On the other hand, Denghis was doubting his life choices.

If people from the Dancing Nuclear Guild didn’t panic when their ‘guild leader’ fell in battle, he might have attributed it to the Spirit members’ strong psychological resilience.

But to celebrate with fireworks and play some unknown music was just too damn much, wasn’t it?

Even Denghis felt it was over the line, at least it was their leader who got cut down by someone else’s sword. Not even a word of basic comfort, instead, they started dancing on Mo Shigui’s grave?

Fucking Spirits.

A curse unexpectedly exploded in Denghis’s mind.

Curse aside, the Spirits’ battle continued in an orderly fashion, without Mo Shigui’s command, they shifted their focus to the Magic Thieves attacking them.

Denghis realized that it wasn’t as simple as defeating a commander to rout these Spirits.

“Get out of here, kids!” Denghis didn’t want his apprentices to sacrifice themselves meaninglessly anymore!

He needed to study these terrifying opponents again, not just the fighting capabilities of the Spirits, but he also needed to understand their behavior.

This Molten Lava Cave was only a breeding ground for the Molten Core Dragon. The Magic Thieves’ true base wasn’t here. As for the red crystals… leaving them to the Spirits was okay. What mattered more was that he couldn’t afford to lose more students.

The Obsidian-paved ground suddenly cracked open, and the Magic Thieves hopped one after another into the magma, where the Molten Core Dragon swallowed them as they jumped in.

“Think about it again, Yelena, about what you really should be doing,” Denghis said to Yelena, who was lying on the ground as he escaped, before leaping into the lava.

The players around him tried to grab Denghis but were knocked off balance by the heatwave erupted by the red crystal.

“Is that thing about to explode?” someone suddenly shouted.