Chapter 51: The Monster Slaying Feast, A Frenzy of Carnage!

At this moment, an utterly absurd scene unfolded across the Death Village zone.

The newly spawned wave of plague-ridden zombies was terrifyingly numerous! They even squeezed their torsos to shreds just to emerge from the houses!

Many of the monsters collapsed to the ground without even making an entrance, trampled in a frenzy.

It made one wonder how those dilapidated houses could contain so many monsters.

But, if the initial scene was merely horrifying, what followed was a vision of hell that would drive countless players to despair!

At the entrance of every household, at least a dozen plague-ridden zombies were stacked up. At a glance, those innumerable monsters crept forward at a slow pace.

The movements of the plague-ridden zombies were almost comical, but their sheer number was terrifying to behold!

Indeed, at this moment, numerous player teams exploring the Death Village were in utter chaos.

"What's going on?? Why are so many monsters spawning all of a sudden?"

"Fuck! The number of monsters is still increasing!"

"Holy shit! What's happening??"

"Don't come any closer, stay back!"

"Argh!!!"

...

Players were horrified to find that after the sky turned blood-red, the speed at which monsters spawned from the surrounding houses dramatically increased!

Leveling up and monster slaying in Death Village was always a risky endeavor. With every change in the village's coordinates as a cycle, hundreds of players would lose their lives in each cycle.

Many teams were already at their limit in terms of monster aggro and damage output.

With the sudden surge in the number of plague-ridden zombies, the players were overwhelmed! First, the warriors couldn't hold the aggro, allowing the plague-ridden zombies to rush towards the ranged classes. Then, once the ranged classes were entangled and their damage output was silenced, they couldn't use healing abilities.

In a vicious cycle, both front and back lines fell together!

Under the crimson sky of Death Village, a similarly bloody requiem played, with countless player teams wiped out in an instant!

Meanwhile, in the southwestern corner of this special region.

"Damn it!"

"Why did the difficulty of this map suddenly spike so much?" The blue-haired young man who had previously invited Sterl to team up was holding a tower shield, struggling to fend off the enemies.

The female assassin behind him cursed while trying to fend off the monsters that had lost their aggro, to prevent them from targeting the archers and mages.

Despite this team being very cautious and retreating to an area with fewer monsters after entering Death Village, and their strength being superior to others exploring this map.

But... facing the tidal wave of plague-ridden zombies was still too hard!

Previously, they faced only about twenty to thirty monsters at a time. But now there were at least a hundred monsters, with plague-ridden zombies continuously gathering from all directions.

The adventure team led by the blue-haired young man, even if they could resist temporarily, were doomed.

"We're done for! We're definitely going to die!" The team's mage, in the midst of casting, suddenly collapsed, throwing his staff to the ground: "I've got a private message from Norman and his team. They've been wiped out!"

Upon hearing these words, the team, already teetering under the onslaught of a tidal wave of monsters, became even more disheartened.

"Argh!!" The female assassin was the first to slip up, getting hit by several plague-ridden zombies at once. The stack of plague buffs on her skyrocketed, and her health plummeted rapidly... Despite quickly drinking a potion from her bag to halt the decline, her eyes were filled with despair.

Because their team could barely defend themselves, let alone kill the enemy, and the number of monsters kept increasing.

"Fuck... Let it go at that."

"Meeting you as a leader was my luck!"

"Let's be teammates in our next life," said the archer with a nonchalant smile.

Simultaneously, Sterl's experience bar surged!

The experience needed for level 21, filled!

The experience needed for level 22, filled!

Level 23...

Moreover, the power of blood within the Bloody Diamond also rapidly condensed.

31 strands...

32 strands...

...

Thus, while numerous players were wailing in despair,

Sterl forcefully carried out a rapid march through the Death Village, killing his way through and clearing vast areas!

Even more, the more he fought, the more proficient his movements became.

A Bloody Sprint suddenly accelerated him into the center of a monster group, followed by an explosive Flame Storm and a blooming Starlight Splash at the center!

Next, he utilized the teleportation ability that came with the Stellar Domain, diving into the monster groups and repeating the process.

After the continuous usage penalty for Bloody Sprint vanished, he switched back to this move for displacement.

Sterl aimed not only to farm experience but also to improve his proficiency with Bloody Sprint!

After such a mechanized operation, Sterl could even manage to take down a group of monsters every thirty seconds... This was mainly because he needed to keep moving. Otherwise his efficiency would be even higher.

Soon, due to the great distances he covered, Sterl encountered some players along the way.

Some were crying and laughing in groups, others were inexplicably killing each other, shouting, "We're going to die anyway, I've always hated your guts!" and some were holding their heads in their hands, sobbing, "Brother, let's hit the road together."

Then, these players were dumbfounded.

Because just a second ago, they were all emotionally prepared for a tearful farewell!

And what did they see?

A figure flashed by.

Seemed like a muscular man with a scarred face?

This big guy raised his hand—

Flames erupted.

Then, starlight scattered everywhere!

Gone.

This 'gone' didn't just refer to the big guy's figure disappearing. The surrounding monsters were also gone, all chopped into minced meat??

So much so that the players stood there, stunned for quite a while, even slapping themselves to make sure they weren't dreaming, this was real.

"What the hell is this??"

"Could it be that this is the Death Village's protection system, that an NPC comes to rescue us when the monsters spawn crazily??"

"It must be! How else could the difficulty of this place suddenly increase so much?"

"Only an NPC could have such strength, his skills must be of purple quality or higher, right?"

"Is this NPC in their second or third transformation? Too fierce."

"I get it now! Facing hundreds of monsters was just a cutscene for us to watch. As long as we hold on for a little while, we can survive!"