noveltune Chapter 207 Bloodbath in the Sands: The Battle of Cairo
Chapter 207 Bloodbath in the Sands: The Battle of Cairo
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Cairo.
Outside the city stretches an endless expanse of yellow sand and Gobi Desert.
"Hahaha! Come on! You bunch of bone scraps! Didn't you eat?!"
Rajina's signature maniacal laughter was particularly conspicuous in the Sea of the Dead.
He was shirtless, wearing only leather pants that revealed his bronze, scarred, muscular physique. He wielded two axes, each the size of a wheel, like windmills.
He didn't bother with any defenses; he charged straight into the horde of undead. With each swing of his double axes, skeletons crumbled and zombies shattered. He carved a bloody path through the dense horde of monsters, becoming a veritable human meat grinder.
The boss he faced was the level 35 [Sandstorm Lord].
This thing isn't a physical entity; it's more like a large, conscious, constantly rotating sandstorm.
It floated in mid-air, with two scarlet points of light at its core, like eyes.
It doesn't engage in melee combat; instead, it stays there constantly summoning small sand whirls to harass players, or creating large sandstorms to reduce visibility, disorient players, and even summon sand zombies from the sand.
This type of boss, which controls the battlefield, should theoretically be the best counter to a melee fighter like Raji. But Raji doesn't play by the rules.
"Damn it! This constant hiding is so annoying!" Raji roared at the massive sandstorm in the sky, cleaving a small sandstorm in two with his axe.
"Come down here and fight your grandpa Raj one-on-one, you cowardly bastard!"
The Sandstorm Lord clearly couldn't understand his shouts, but it sensed the threat posed by Raji.
More sand tornadoes converged on Raj, and the sandstorm intensified, with the sand and gravel stinging like knives on the face.
"Raji! Don't be impulsive! Lure it over and fight it!" A calm voice rang out not far behind Raji.
It was Arjun Mishra, who sat cross-legged on the sand, his hands clasped together, chanting ancient scriptures in a low voice, his body radiating a faint golden light.
The Buddha's light was like an invisible domain. Any spirit enveloped in it would become sluggish, and the necromantic energy on its body would be slowly purified and weakened.
"Shut up!" Raj cursed without turning his head, but he still adjusted his direction slightly, slashing at the undead around him as he moved toward the edge of the area covered by Arjun's Buddha light.
This is the battle pattern in Cairo—Raji is the sharpest and most uncontrollable blade, while Arjun is the one holding the hilt, making sure the blade doesn't hurt him.
Raji's health was constantly fluctuating because of his reckless fighting style.
One moment it gets scratched by the sand zombies, losing a piece; the next moment it loses another piece while trying to withstand the sand swirls.
But instead of panicking, he became increasingly excited.
"Yes, yes, that's it! Give me some more! Let your grandpa warm up!"
Raji sensed that the talent of [Berserker Blood] was being activated; the more injured he was, the more significantly his attack speed and power increased!
The double axes were swung so fast that afterimages appeared, and the damage numbers began to jump wildly.
-25,847!
-31,562!
-28,941!
The damage he dealt was almost equivalent to that of an entire squad!
The Sandstorm Lord seems to have been thoroughly enraged by this particularly energetic "bug".
It stopped summoning minions, and its massive sandstorm body began to spin rapidly. The red light at its core flickered violently, and the surrounding sand was pulled into the sky by a powerful gravitational force, forming an even larger sandstorm tornado that connected heaven and earth. The eye of the tornado was directly facing Raji!
"Raji! Retreat! It's about to unleash a powerful attack!" Arjun's voice was urgent for the first time.
He could sense the destructive energy contained within the sandstorm tornado.
"Retreat? That's not in my dictionary!" Instead of retreating, Raji excitedly licked his dry lips, his eyes bloodshot with fighting spirit. "Finally serious?"
He glanced at his health bar, which had dropped to below 30%, and felt the surging, violent power within him. He let out a beast-like roar and charged headlong into the devastating sandstorm dragon!
"You fucking get down here!"
[Berserker's Fury]! Activated!
Raji's body was instantly covered in a layer of bloody light, his muscles bulged further, his veins stood out, and his speed and strength surged once again!
Wielding his double axes, he actually cleaved through the outer wind barrier of the sandstorm tornado and charged towards the [Sandstorm Lord] at its core!
But this was, after all, a full-force attack from a level 35 boss. Countless grains of sand struck Raji like bullets, and his health plummeted at an unprecedented rate!
-12,587!
-11,452!
-13,894!
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The health bar is about to run out!
At this critical moment between life and death, Arjun made a move.
A hint of solemnity appeared on his usually calm face, and he suddenly pushed his clasped hands forward!
"Om!"
A powerful and mysterious chant, like a resounding bell, echoed across the battlefield!
A solid golden light of Buddha, arriving after the initial strike, precisely enveloped Raj's collapsing body!
+45,821!
+1,585!
+1,585!
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Rajina's health bar, which was about to reach zero, was suddenly lifted up by a large margin! And it continues to recover!
"Hahaha! Arjun! Well done!" Raji laughed wildly, using this momentum to completely break through the sandstorm's barrier. With his double axes carrying an indomitable spirit, he fiercely slashed at the two scarlet points of light at the core of the sandstorm!
"Smash it for me!"
[Unrivaled Dance]!
-78,541! The first axe blow!
-152,387! Second Axe - Critical Hit!
-85,621! The third axe blow!
-201,455! Finishing Blow - Berserker Burst!
Terrifying damage numbers erupted from the core of the Sandstorm Lord like a volcanic eruption!
The rapidly spinning sandstorm suddenly stopped, and the scarlet light at its core emitted a piercing sound like shattering glass before quickly dimming.
The massive sandstorm lost its cohesion and disintegrated with a roar, sending countless grains of sand falling from the sky like a torrential rain, crashing to the ground with a crackling sound.
[System Notification: Successfully defeated the level 35 Undead Commander [Sandstorm Lord]!]
The yellow sand gradually subsided, revealing Raji, who was panting heavily and covered in fine wounds but still stood straight, and Arjun, whose Buddhist light slowly faded and whose face turned slightly pale.
"Ptooey!" Raji spat out a mouthful of bloody sand, wiped his face, and grinned as he watched the large pile of sand on the ground gradually disappear. "Awesome!"
Without their leader, the remaining undead became easily defeated and were quickly wiped out by the fierce players of Cairo City.
The battlefield was a mess, and the players were exhausted, but the atmosphere was unusually high.
Raji's aggressive, relentless fighting style, risking injury for injury and going all out, greatly stimulated the fighting spirit of the others.
"Raji is awesome!"
"Master Arjun's timely intervention was brilliant!"
"Haha, it's so much fun killing alongside the boss!"
Raj walked over to Arjun and patted him hard on the shoulder, almost knocking Arjun, who was sitting cross-legged, over: "Thanks, bro! I almost messed up just now."
Arjun glanced at him helplessly, straightened his disheveled clothes, and said calmly, "Next time, don't be so impulsive."
Raji laughed nonchalantly, shouldered his double axes, and looked north, his eyes filled with undisguised fighting spirit: "I wonder if Lin Tian is this enthusiastic when he's killing monsters! I really want to have a go at him sometime!"
Arjun shook his head slightly, closed his eyes, and continued to pluck the prayer beads, silently thinking, "Compared to that one, we are ultimately... nothing."
Cairo, in the wildest, most passionate, and most dangerous way, defended their homeland.
Raji's madness and Arjun's composure created a unique and efficient rhythm of killing on this yellow sand.