Minecraft players are invading the worlds.

He quickly realized that an absolute difference in strength could not be bridged by skill alone.

"Hmm, what you said makes some sense."

Lu Jiawu nodded, barely accepting his grandson's explanation.

"Alright then, since the monsters here have all mastered the Iron Shirt and Golden Bell techniques and can even use evil magic, then I, your grandpa, will not presume to presume. Lead the way to your armory."

Seeing that his grandfather had finally relented, Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up his spear, and led Lu Jiawu toward his territory.

A dozen minutes later.

When Lu Jiawu walked out of the gate again, he had undergone a complete transformation, as if he had become a completely different person.

The old, worn-out leather hat was replaced by a helmet that shone with a dark gold hue.

The ridiculous coarse linen clothes he was wearing had been transformed into a set of armor with enchanted effects flowing across its surface.

Not only that, Lu Chen also brought out all his most treasured possessions for the old man.

His entire body, from helmet and chest armor to pants and boots, was uniformly equipped with four max-level attributes.

It has all the top-tier enchantments you'd expect, such as [damage reflection] and [protection].

The most dazzling thing was the brand-new flaming spear that Lu Jiawu was holding at that moment.

The gun was wreathed in visible flashes of fire.

Looking at his dazzling, god-like divine armor, Lu Jiawu casually swung his spear a couple of times.

Feeling the power fed back into his body through the equipment, the old man couldn't help but reveal a very satisfied and unrestrained smile on his weathered face.

"Hahaha, fine weapons, fine armor."

Lu Jia, the general, slammed his spear heavily into the ground.

He turned his head and looked at Lu Chen beside him, who was also armed to the teeth. His eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit, and his voice was loud and clear.

"My dear grandson, is my outfit acceptable now?"

Lu Chen looked at his grandfather, who had completely transformed into a humanoid beast, and nodded repeatedly.

"You're good enough. With this outfit, you could easily take on a mini-boss."

"it is good".

Lu Jiawu waved his hand, hoisted the gun onto his shoulder, and pointed it at the vast, unknown world in the distance.

"Then what are we waiting for? Lead the way. Today, Grandpa will show you what it truly means to have a gun that moves like a dragon, killing and drinking blood."

"Alright, let's go."

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other and laughed heartily. Then, side by side, they transformed into two streaks of light and strode out of the base.

“Perfect timing, Grandpa.”

Lu Chen pointed to the distant horizon beyond the territory.

"I just checked the coordinates on the world channel. There's a large group of brothers besieging an orc town. Judging from the commotion, the battle must be quite fierce. Since you're so eager to see blood and practice your skills, why don't we head over now and join the siege?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jiawu was slightly taken aback, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a fervent fighting spirit.

"Attack a city? Hahaha, good lad, you start with such a big show. Back in the day, when your grandpa was practicing martial arts in real life, the most I did was hit wooden stakes and challenge other martial arts schools. I've never experienced the thrill of an ancient general attacking a city. Alright, let's go."

Seeing the old man's heroic and spirited appearance, Lu Chen decided not to delay any longer.

With a flick of his wrist, a Poké Ball appeared out of thin air in his palm, controlled by his will.

Lu Chen gently pressed the button in the center of the Poké Ball with his thumb.

"Come out, Crimson Flame."

"boom!"

With a crisp unlocking sound, the top of the Poké Ball snapped open.

A blinding crimson light surged forth from the small sphere, instantly coalescing in mid-air in front of the two.

"Wow!"

A clear bird song, piercing the clouds and carrying a strong fiery aura, resounded loudly across the open space.

The temperature of the surrounding air suddenly rose by more than ten degrees with this cry.

As the light faded, a magnificent bird, enormous in size and covered in crimson feathers that resembled real flames, appeared before the grandfather and grandson.

This giant bird has a wingspan of seven or eight meters, and its tail feathers trail like several dazzling meteor streaks. Every time it gently flaps its wings, it stirs up a scorching whirlwind on the ground.

This was the powerful flying mount, the Crimson Storm Bird, that Lu Chen had painstakingly cultivated to level 30-something with a significant amount of real money.

"Let's go, Grandpa, time is of the essence, let's fly there."

Lu Chen nimbly flipped and leaped onto the broad back of the Crimson Flame Bird, then reached out his hand to Lu Jiawu, who was still standing below with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Looking at the fantastical creature before him, which could never possibly exist in the real world, Lu Jiawu couldn't help but smack his lips in amazement.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this virtual world stuff is even more realistic than in the movies. The texture of the feathers, the heat wave coming right at you, it's amazing."

Even so, the old man's movements were by no means slow.

He didn't even reach for Lu Chen's outstretched hand; instead, he slammed his legs into the ground.

With a muffled thud, Lu Jiawu's body rose from the ground like a light leaf and landed steadily behind Lu Chen.

His movements were fluid and graceful, showcasing the style of a martial arts master.

"Sit tight, Grandpa."

Lu Chen gave a soft shout and pulled with both hands.

The Crimson Stormbird let out a high-pitched cry, and its massive body suddenly shot upwards.

A violent burst of flames erupted beneath it, transforming into a powerful thrust that carried the two of them into a streak of crimson light, hurtling towards the distant horizon.

The wind howled in my ears, and the mountains and rivers below rushed past me as if I were watching a fleeting scene.

Lu Jiawu stood on the bird's back, facing the fierce winds high in the sky, without the slightest fear.

Meanwhile, in an open basin hundreds of kilometers away from the central base of Eshilia.

Chapter 226 Fourth-Order Magical Beast

A vast orc town, its architecture a blend of savagery and luxury, stands silently on the earth.

This town was clearly vastly different from the Black Stone Fortress where Xu Tian and his companions had previously carried out a rescue mission.

Its city walls were not made of ordinary stones, but were constructed entirely of a kind of stone that emitted a dark luster.

The surface of the city wall, which is over twenty meters high, is densely engraved with countless defensive magic arrays that emit a scarlet light.

A dense aura of magic, almost visible to the naked eye, enveloped the entire town like an invisible protective shield.

The towering towers and luxurious spires within the city all demonstrate the town's profound cultural heritage.

Meanwhile, outside this magnificent orc town...

More than a hundred players, each with a different ID above their heads, had already gathered in a dense crowd.

They were in small groups, holding all sorts of enchanted weapons, their eyes fixed on the town ahead with fanaticism.

Unlike the previous Blackrock Fortress raid, which had clear system mission guidance and required a step-by-step infiltration operation, this one was different.

This time, the players did not receive any so-called siege missions issued by the system.

So what if there are no quests for these players?

Players never need a grand reason to start a war.

"Brothers, this is a really big fish in the sea."

A player carrying an enchanted greatsword licked his lips, his eyes filled with greed.

"Look at the magic crystals embedded in the city wall. You could get rich just by taking one off."

"Who cares about missions? With over a hundred of us, we could flood this city with a single spit from each of us. I'm going to loot all the supplies in this city today."

"Charge! Charge ...

The players' camps were filled with this unbridled, frenzied noise.

The two sides have actually engaged in several small-scale probing exchanges on this open ground.

Scattered on the ground were many charred craters created by magic, as well as the corpses of some low-ranking orc guards.

Above this somewhat chaotic player camp, high in the clouds.

A gigantic blue eagle, the Ice Shadow Eagle, so large it could blot out the sky and with a wingspan exceeding thirty meters, was flapping its wings and slowly circling in the air.

On the back of this giant eagle, which exudes an aura of extreme cold, stands Feng Xue, the commander-in-chief in charge of this temporary siege operation.

Fengxue was peacefully taking care of her pets on her ranch when she was urgently summoned by a group of battle maniacs who were clearing land on the front lines and were about to launch a full-scale attack on the orc capital.

After all, facing such a fortified city, without a powerful air unit to suppress vision and provide fire support, the casualties of the ground troops would be an astronomical figure that would be unbearable.

At this moment, Feng Xue's brows were slightly furrowed, and his clear eyes stared through the clouds at the tallest black tower in the center of the town.

On the town's walls, countless fully armed and burly orc guards stood ready for battle.

They not only wielded sophisticated magical weapons, but also several heavy crossbows radiating dangerous magical energy, which were aimed at the player camp below.

What truly made Feng Xue wary was the figure standing in the very center of the city wall, like a commander.

It was an exceptionally large werewolf.

Unlike other orcs, he did not wear armor, but instead casually draped a red cloak made of high-level magical beast fur.

The magical energy emanating from his body was so intense that it caused visible distortions and ripples in the surrounding air.

"A fourth-tier magical beast..."

Fengxue took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

According to the current system's assessment, fourth-tier magical beasts have completely transcended the category of ordinary magical beasts; they possess extremely high intelligence and destructive power.

On the city wall, the orc lieutenants surrounding the werewolf commander looked down at the group of players dressed in all sorts of different clothes and in a scattered formation, and they all let out contemptuous laughs.

"Commander, look at those reckless human reptiles down there."