Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Villain Ch 650. Strategy And Survival

Elio's mind raced, the weight of responsibility pressed down on his shoulders like a ton of bricks. He could feel the eyes of his comrades boring into him, each of them hoping for a solution to their dire situation. Arcana, Warlord, and Red_King wore matching expressions of concern, their brows furrowed as they wracked their brains for a way out of the predicament.

"What should we do? What should we do?" Elio muttered, the words tumbling out in a frantic whisper. His thoughts were a whirlwind of possibilities, each one more daunting than the last. They were trapped between a rock and a hard place, and time was running out.

Meanwhile, Father^Alex worked tirelessly to tend to the wounded, his focus unwavering despite the chaos unfolding around them. He knew that his primary duty was to ensure the survival of the ranged players, but the gravity of the situation demanded that everyone lend a hand where they could.

Father^Alex couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. He knew that it wasn't his place to intervene in the affairs of the tank players, but the urgency of the moment compelled him to act. After all, in times of crisis, every pair of hands was needed. Even the new Order of Valiance's healers helped him.

But amidst the chaos, Elio remained oblivious to Father^Alex's efforts. His mind was consumed by thoughts of strategy and survival, his focus laser-sharp as he searched for a way to turn the tide of battle. He didn't notice who was healing him; all he cared about was finding a way to win this war.

Sophia's single-minded focus on gaining popularity outside the gate left everyone shaking their heads in disbelief. They watched as she ignored her responsibilities as a healer, completely absorbed in her quest for recognition. It was frustrating to see someone prioritize their own agenda over the well-being of their comrades.

James and Noah exchanged knowing glances, their brows furrowing in shared frustration. "It seems your coax is making her stupidity worse," Noah couldn't help but lean in and whisper a sardonic remark to James about Sophia's behavior, his voice laced with mockery.

James let out an exasperated sigh, his irritation evident in the way he clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"Yeah, seems like my coax didn't quite have the desired effect," James replied, his tone tinged with disappointment. He had hoped that Sophia would see reason and prioritize the needs of the team over her own ambitions. But it seemed that her desire for popularity had clouded her judgment, leading her to make reckless decisions that endangered the entire guild.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

James couldn't help but feel a pang of frustration at Sophia's actions. It was disheartening to see the team's cohesion crumbling in the face of Sophia's selfishness.

Meanwhile, Sophia remained oblivious to the discontent brewing among her teammates. Her eyes were fixed firmly on the battlefield outside the gate, her mind consumed by thoughts of glory and recognition. She was so caught up in her own ambitions that she failed to see the damage her actions were causing to the team's morale.

James and Noah knew that they couldn't let her selfishness drag them down. They exchanged a determined look, silently resolving to focus on their own duties and do whatever it took to ensure the city's survival.

James' eyes squinted through the chaos, his fingers tightening around his bowstring as he took aim at the devil emperor who was wreaking havoc among the tanks. He knew it was a long shot, pun intended, but he had to try something to disrupt the emperor's relentless assault.

With a deep breath, James released the arrow, watching as it sailed through the air towards its target. But even as he let it fly, he couldn't shake the feeling of doubt gnawing at the back of his mind. The distance was too great, and the emperor's speed too formidable.

His arrow would likely do little to deter the emperor's onslaught.

Beside him, Noah mirrored his actions, drawing his own arrow and taking aim at the devil emperor. His voice cut through the chaos, filled with a sense of resignation as he voiced the grim reality of their situation. "Looks like this is going to end badly," he muttered, his tone heavy with skepticism.

James couldn't help but agree with Noah's assessment. Despite their best efforts, it seemed that they were fighting a losing battle against an opponent who held all the cards. The devil emperor's power was unmatched, and his relentless attacks were pushing them to the brink of defeat.

The devil emperor surveyed the battlefield and found no more tanks around anymore, a sly grin curled on his lips. With a flick of his wings, he ascended into the sky, his gaze fixed firmly on the city gate and the horde of clawed monsters that lay before it.

The players below scrambled desperately to fend off the relentless assault with their arrows and spells, but the sheer volume of monsters seemed never-ending.

The devil emperor's subordinates continued to summon forth waves of creatures to join the fray, overwhelming the defenders with their sheer numbers. Boss monsters and mini-bosses alike surged forward, their claws slashing and their fangs gnashing as they pressed the attack.

They kept summoning their minions, filling the front gate with more monsters.

Amidst the chaos, the players struggled to keep up with the common monsters, minions, and huge beasts. Some focused their efforts on destroying Behemoth, hoping to eliminate the massive beast and weaken the enemy's forces. Others directed their attacks towards Alice's gigantic shadow monster, seeking to dismantle the creature before it could wreak havoc upon their ranks or reach the city gate.

But despite their best efforts, the players found themselves outnumbered and outmatched. The devil emperor's subordinates unleashed devastating spells and abilities, raining destruction down upon the defenders and further tipping the scales in their favor. Those attacks blocked theirs and prevented them from reaching the gigantic beasts.

Their determination was unyielding even in the face of overwhelming odds. But with each passing moment, the situation grew more dire, and the chances of victory seemed to slip further and further away.

Above it all, the devil emperor watched with amusement, his eyes alight with malice as he reveled in the chaos he had wrought.

With a sharp gaze, the emperor smirked wickedly. "Crush them," he continued to command his forces, driving them forward with ruthless efficiency as they closed in on their ultimate prize: the destruction of Gorroc City.

Upon that order, his subordinates wasted no time in executing their offensive skills. Each of them unleashed a barrage of attacks, targeting specific areas with deadly precision. Bella hurled fireballs towards the city gate, their flames licking at the gate in a relentless assault.

Meanwhile, Shea, who usually used her melody to make players fall asleep, unleashed a different kind of attack. Her feathery wings unfurled, shimmering in the dim light as they transformed into razor-sharp blades. With a graceful motion, she sent the deadly feathers soaring toward the gate, their edges glinting ominously as they sliced through the air with deadly precision.

Not to be outdone, the devil emperor himself joined the fray, his hands crackling with dark energy as he summoned orbs of shadow to hurl at the city defenses. Each orb struck with explosive force, sending shockwaves rippling through the air and shaking the very ground beneath.

The booming sound echoed across the battlefield. Dust and smoke billowed from the impact of the relentless attacks, obscuring the view and casting a pall of darkness over the once-vibrant scene. The magical barrier surrounding the city strained against the onslaught, cracks began to appear, shimmering lines of energy flickering with an ominous glow.

[Gate of Gorroc 702,034 /2,000,0000]

Yes, the players had upgraded the gate, so there were more fortification points than before. Thus, the gate should not be as easy to break as before. Moreover, every attack that landed on the gate, no matter how strong it was, still counts as one point of damage.

But with a messed-up strategy like this, the players were not sure.

"Use your barriers, guys!" Father^Alex ordered. It was his spontaneous command since there was nothing else he could do. According to his predictions, if the attack continued and the damage kept up at this rate, then the villains would breach the gate in less than ten minutes.

The barrier could slow down or reduce the damage received by the gate. The other blacksmiths were already in front of the gate to fix it, but he was sure that their speed in repairing it was not as fast as the emperor's attack.

Following Father^Alex's orders, the healers cast their barrier skill. They didn't know whether this would work or not, but at least it could slow down the monsters' attacks. And it indeed worked. The speed of damage received decreased as the attacks had to clash with the healer's barrier first before reaching the city barrier. But for how long?

This made the emperor grin, a wicked one as if he had just discovered another interesting thing.

"Trying to slow me down with barriers, huh?" the emperor said. "I expect nothing less from you, Father^Alex," he said. That was a genuine compliment since Father^Alex was usually more of a follower type, and this was the first time he had issued his command.