Minecraft players are invading the worlds.

Not far away in mid-air, a blue afterimage sped by as if teleporting, and then hovered steadily a dozen meters in front of Lu Chen.

The newcomer was none other than Pig Eleven, the fastest of the twelve fierce generals, who controlled wind magic.

A look of fear flashed in Zhu Meng Shiyi's scarlet eyes.

It stared intently down at the green belt around Lu Chen's waist, which was emitting a faint glow, and at the swirling whirlwind on the ground.

"This human's equipment is strange. Every time he kills one of our people, his speed and the surrounding wind magic increase by one point."

Pig Eleven suddenly turned its head and roared fiercely at the ordinary elite pig-headed men around it who were still trying to rush forward.

“A bunch of idiots, you’re feeding him. Don’t fight him, all of you get out of the way and let me handle this.”

Zhu Mengyi truly felt a lingering fear.

It didn't know how many layers this human's equipment could be stacked, but if it wasn't stopped in time, and allowed to continue its rampage among these hundreds of pig-headed men, it would be a disaster.

Once his speed reaches a point where even this wind-type magical beast cannot see him clearly, then all the pig-headed men on this battlefield will likely fall to his spear like lambs to the slaughter.

Upon hearing the officer's roar, the pig-headed men who had been itching to fight retreated like a tide, clearing a large circular dueling arena between Lu Chen and Zhu Meng Shiyi.

Seeing this, Lu Chen did not use the speed boost he had just gained to forcefully pursue the enemy.

With a flick of his wrist, he pointed the tip of his spear diagonally at the ground.

He stood there upright, his eyes beneath the mask fixed on Zhu Meng Shiyi, who was in mid-air as if facing a formidable enemy.

Lu Chen knew very well that the buff on his belt had only been stacked once. Although the speed boost it provided was considerable, it was far from being enough to overwhelm his opponent.

Without high-level buffs, going to fight a wind-type mini-boss that is known for its extreme speed and can fly is definitely a thankless task.

"My goal is to maximize my attributes and then hunt down Zhu Shitian who is standing in the rear. I don't intend to waste all my trump cards on these minor characters who are blocking my way."

Chapter 121 Who started this mockery?

Lu Chen secretly calculated in his heart: if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move either; he was waiting for a better opportunity.

Just as the two, one human and one monster, were locked in a tense standoff, the atmosphere remained deadlocked.

In another woodland not far from here.

Xu Tian, ​​who had just been pulled out of the monster horde by Old Cat's grappling hook, immediately spotted Lu Chen, who was surrounded by pig-headed men and being targeted by Pig Eleven.

"Brothers, let's go! Don't let Qingchen draw aggro alone in there. If he gets killed by that flying boss, half of our raid's high-end combat power will be wiped out."

Xu Tian shouted and immediately led the more than sixty men of the Third Regiment, who had just reorganized their formation, to charge towards Lu Chen's location once again.

This charge was completely different from Xu Tian's solo effort just now.

More than sixty fully armed high-level players formed a battle formation and forcefully crushed all obstacles along the way, marching into the heart of the most densely populated pig-headed people.

However, just as Xu Tian and his group broke through the encirclement, before they could reunite with Lu Chen...

A voice, extremely arrogant and filled with a strong sense of sarcasm, suddenly pierced through the noisy battlefield and entered the ears of everyone present.

"No way, no way? This is what a pig-headed man looks like?"

"Hey, you pig brothers over there, stop grunting and whining and throwing your lives away! Call out your clan leader, what's that Pig Slayer?"

"What? Could it be so scared that it's hiding under the covers and wetting its pants, too ashamed to show its face?"

"If it really doesn't dare to come out, then you all better line up, wash your necks and come over so I can chop them a few times to earn some gold coins."

"Everyone's time is precious. The sooner we die, the sooner we'll be reborn, saving everyone trouble, okay?"

This extremely irritating voice seemed completely out of place on the battlefield, where swords clashed and blood flew everywhere.

Xu Tian looked in the direction of the sound and saw a player with the ID "Crazy" on his head standing in an open space not far to the left. He was holding a long sword in one hand and had his other hand on his hip. He was arrogantly pointing at the more than twenty elite pig-headed men who surrounded him and was frantically attacking them with spittle flying everywhere.

He spews out a barrage of insane trash talk at an extremely high frequency, without ever using a single swear word, yet every single sentence precisely hits a landmine that sends blood pressure soaring.

The group of pig-headed men surrounding him were enraged when they heard him insult their leader like that. One of the largest pig-headed men brandished his spiked club and roared.

"Shameless human, how dare you speak ill of our great patriarch! You are courting death."

Facing twenty gleaming weapons, the madman showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he laughed loudly, his laughter filled with mockery.

"Hahaha, a great clan leader? That's hilarious! Your clan leader sent you bunch of idiots to the front lines as cannon fodder to die, while he hid in the back, and you're all grateful to him?"

"If it were me, and I encountered a boss who uses his subordinates as shields, I would have packed my bags and run away long ago. Don't you guys understand?"

"You are not great warriors at all; you are nothing more than tools for your chieftain to satisfy his own desires and seek revenge."

"It bestowed magic upon you not to make you stronger, but simply to delay our deaths by a few seconds so that it can escape on its own. You pathetic pigs, you're being sold out and you're still helping the seller count the money."

This barrage of barbed and incisive language, aimed straight at the soul, silenced the surrounding air for a fleeting moment.

The voice of the madman, thanks to the game's built-in regional voice broadcasting system, even drowned out all the sounds of weapons clashing around him, echoing throughout the entire forest.

Xu Tian was stunned by what he saw.

"Wow, whose warrior is this? He actually managed to draw the aggro of twenty elite pig-headed men with just his words? His taunt skill must be maxed out."

At this moment, the chat in Xu Tian's live stream exploded with excitement because of this shocking move by Dianfeng.

[Holy crap, wow, this guy's got something! He's got the pig-headed man's hatred completely under his thumb with just his words. That's some linguistic talent.]

Wow, that's some serious talking! But seriously, isn't that pig-headed guy just a piece of code in the game? How can it actually understand what the player is swearing at, and even get enraged and draw aggro? Is the AI ​​in Conquer Online really that amazing?

[This is terrifying! Unable to win physically, they resort to psychological warfare and verbal attacks. Who can withstand that?]

On the battlefield, Madman watched as the twenty pig-headed men around him, their eyes blazing with fury from his insults, pressed closer and closer, the encirclement growing ever smaller.

He was actually panicking inside, but on the surface he remained as calm as a rock, and his mouth never stopped talking.

"Hehehe, did I hit a nerve? Are you getting angry? Is that all?"

The madman curled his lip in disdain and continued his inhumane moral blackmail.

"Didn't your patriarch bestow powerful magic upon you and nurture you so that you would become truly noble pig-headed people with independent personalities, capable of one-on-one duels, and possessing noble chivalrous spirit?"

"But look at what you're doing! Twenty burly magic warriors are shamelessly surrounding a weak archer like me who can't even kill a chicken."

"Is this what you call pride? Do you think you've lived up to your clan leader's painstaking efforts in training you? Put your hands on your pig hearts and ask yourselves, do you deserve such powerful magic?"

Although the madman spoke with righteous indignation and a willingness to sacrifice family for the greater good, at this moment, his frantic SOS messages in the friend chat channel were almost overwhelming Xu Tian's system interface.

[Crazy: Help, Commander!]

[Crazy: Holy crap, holy crap, come save me! I overdid it with my cool act!]

[Crazy: These twenty big men are going to take turns on me, I can't take it anymore!]

Xu Tian stared at the chat history frantically jumping on the system panel, then looked at the madman not far away with his hands behind his back, looking like a grandmaster who was ready to die. His lips twitched uncontrollably.

If he hadn't seen this humble plea for help in the chat, he would have definitely thought that this guy called "Crazy" was an absolute powerhouse capable of taking on twenty opponents at once.

At this moment, the twenty pig-headed men in the encirclement were actually stunned after hearing the madman's long speech about noble pig-headed men, who fight alone and are not ashamed of ganging up on others.

The brains of these monsters, who had just begun to evolve in terms of intelligence and magic, were instantly overloaded.

Chapter 122 You're talking to me about morality?

They looked at each other, glancing at their companions who were also holding weapons, and then at the human in the middle who looked rather frail. For a moment, they were at a loss for words.

"It seems like what he said makes some sense?"

A rock-type pig-headed creature, not quite as bright as it thought, scratched the back of its head and hesitantly lowered its weapon.

"Yeah, if we're twenty against one, wouldn't that really tarnish the reputation of our new generation of Magic Pig-headed Men?"

The other pig-headed man also fell into deep self-doubt.

Just as this group of pig-headed people were collectively lost in philosophical thought, their guard was at its lowest point for a brief moment.

"Right now."

A glint of light flashed in the madman's eyes, and his righteous and awe-inspiring monk-like demeanor vanished without a trace.

He suddenly exerted force with both legs, and his whole body leaped up like a rabbit.

The enchanted longsword in his hand flashed with a blinding cold light. Without the slightest hesitation or martial virtue, he slashed the face of the pig-headed man closest to him, who was still contemplating the philosophy of pig life.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered.

"Ah, my eyes."

The pig-headed man screamed and retreated, covering his face. The previously impenetrable encirclement was instantly torn open.

The other pig-headed men around them suddenly realized they had been tricked when they saw their companion injured.

"Damn humans, you lied to us, you actually launched a sneak attack, you have no noble character whatsoever."

The pig-headed men roared angrily and raised their weapons to hack and slash at the madman.

"Idiot, all's fair in war, you know? I'm just playing a game, who the hell is talking to you about morality?"

Having landed a fatal blow, he didn't linger in the fight at all.

He glided smoothly along the gap he had just cut, and like a gust of wind, he dashed away.

While running, he didn't forget to turn back and deliver an extremely hurtful taunt.

"A bunch of brainless idiots who believe a few words of nonsense. Go back and let Zhu Shitian teach you a lesson."

After saying that, he ran away without looking back and hid behind Xu Tian, ​​who had just arrived.

Xu Tian looked at this madman who had gotten himself into a mess and whose hatred level had skyrocketed, shook his head helplessly, but quickly stepped forward.

Holding the flaming spear horizontally in front of his chest, he stood like an insurmountable wall, firmly blocking the twenty berserk pig-headed men.

At this moment, Lu Chen, who had been standing not far away observing the situation, saw the twenty pig-headed men who were blinded by rage and whose formation was scattered. His eyes under the mask instantly lit up with a sharp light.

"Twenty free stepping stones? This is practically a god-given buff-giving machine."

Without any hesitation, Lu Chen flashed forward, bringing with him a faint cyan whirlwind around his waist, and followed Xu Tian's steps.

The two top-tier players, one on the left and one on the right, acted like two guardian deities, simultaneously charging back towards the twenty pig-headed men.

Meanwhile, the madman who successfully shifted the blame and saved his life is now hiding in the extremely safe rear.

He leaned out halfway, drew his enchanted longbow to its full extent, and aimed at the pig-headed man in front of him.