Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Villain Ch 656. Till The Bitter End [Part 4]

Sophia gritted her teeth in displeasure as The Hunter Military Chief Ghost continued to rain arrows down on her, relentless in his assault. She tried to open her mouth to call out to Allen, to get his attention, but each time she tried, another arrow would pierce through the air, silencing her efforts.

Frustration boiled within her as she realized that her attempts to stand out had only resulted in more punishment. The devil emperor remained indifferent to her plight, and she was left to fend for herself against his relentless minion.

With a determined scowl, Sophia summoned all her focus to maintain her Barrier skill, deflecting the barrage of arrows as best she could. But The Hunter Military Chief Ghost was persistent, his attacks unrelenting. Each arrow came faster and with more force, testing the limits of Sophia's skill and endurance.

Despite her best efforts, Sophia could feel her Barrier weakening with each successive hit. She knew she couldn't hold out much longer against the relentless assault. With a grimace of pain, she braced herself for the inevitable. Stay connected with empire

And then it happened.

- Crack!

The final arrow pierced through her Barrier, its tip finding its mark on Sophia's shoulder with a sharp, searing pain. She cried out in agony as she stumbled backward, clutching her wounded shoulder.

[You have taken 256 damage points!]

Sophia's shoulder seared with pain as the arrow found its mark, the sharp sting radiating through her entire body. She clenched her teeth to suppress a cry, her muscles tensing with the effort to endure the agony. But even as she struggled to withstand the pain, her mind remained focused on the task at hand.

Her attention was divided between the relentless assault of The Hunter Military Chief Ghost and her burning desire to advance towards Allen, to finally capture his attention and perhaps engage him in conversation.

With determination coursing through her veins, instead of using her Healing skill, Sophia summoned her Barrier skill once more, a transparent shield materializing around her in a desperate bid for protection.

But The Hunter was relentless, his attacks coming faster and more ferocious than before. Arrows rained down upon Sophia with increasing intensity, each strike pushing her to the brink of exhaustion. Despite her best efforts to deflect the onslaught, she could feel her Barrier weakening under the relentless barrage.

As if her predicament wasn't dire enough, the monsters lurking below had begun to take notice of her presence, sensing her vulnerability. They clawed their way up towards her, their eyes glinting with hunger as they closed in on their prey.

Surrounded on all sides by enemies, Sophia found herself alone in the midst of chaos. The players around her were too preoccupied with the rampaging Behemoth to spare her even a passing glance.

Sophia's panic grew with each passing moment. She stumbled backward, her movements increasingly frantic as she struggled to find a way to escape the overwhelming onslaught. Her heart hammered in her chest, the fear and desperation threatening to overwhelm her.

With a sense of rising dread, Sophia realized that her attempts to retreat were futile. The monsters below were closing in, their hungry eyes fixed upon her with savage intent. She could hear their guttural growls growing louder, their menacing forms looming ever closer.

Frantically, Sophia summoned her Barrier skill once more, but her efforts were in vain. The transparent shield shattered almost immediately under the onslaught of arrows and the ferocious onslaught of the monsters. She screamed in terror as the creatures lunged at her, their claws tearing into her flesh with brutal force.

Panic coursed through her veins as she fought desperately to fend off her attackers with her staff, but it was no use. The monsters overwhelmed her, their savage strength overpowering her feeble defenses. Sophia's screams echoed through the chaos of battle as she was torn apart, her body ripped to shreds by the merciless onslaught.

Meanwhile, Allen's frustration bubbled beneath the surface as he surveyed the wreckage of the building, his eyes narrowing in annoyance. He had searched every nook and cranny, torn through every wall and beam, but there was no sign of Father^Alex. The priest had slipped through his fingers, evading capture with infuriating ease.

With a snarl of frustration, Allen clenched his fists, the urge to lash out coursing through him. He had never failed to eliminate his target before, and the realization left a bitter taste in his mouth. But even as anger simmered within him, a smirk tugged at the corners of his lips.

"This is interesting. Very interesting," he hissed to himself, his voice laced with a mixture of annoyance and amusement. It was rare for Allen to encounter a player who could outwit him, and the challenge sparked a flicker of excitement within him.

Part of him wanted to be angry, to unleash his wrath upon the city and all who dared to defy him. But another part, a smaller, more rational part, recognized the thrill of the chase, the satisfaction of a worthy adversary. He couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for Father^Alex's cunning, even as he seethed with frustration.

But there was no time to dwell on his failure, no time to indulge in idle speculation. Allen knew he had to focus on the task at hand, to continue his assault on the city and claim his victory once and for all.

Allen gritted his teeth in displeasure, his frustration simmering just beneath the surface. With a flick of his wings, he launched himself into the air, soaring effortlessly above the chaos of battle. The cool wind whipped against his face as he ascended higher and higher, until he reached the towering form of the Behemoth.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

With a cold determination in his eyes, Allen landed gracefully on the creature's back, his grip tightening on his sword.

"Dark Storm!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Allen unleashed the full force of his fury, casting his skill upon the unsuspecting players below. The air crackled with energy as bolts of lightning rained down upon the battlefield, leaving destruction in their wake.

It was a ruthless display of power.

At the same time, Father^Alex's heart pounded in his chest like a drum, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he raced through the narrow alleyways, his footsteps echoing off the walls. Adrenaline surged through his veins, heightening his senses and sharpening his focus as he pushed himself to the limits of his endurance.

He couldn't believe he had just narrowly escaped death, his mind still reeling from the close call. Every fiber of his being screamed with the urgency of survival, driving him forward with single-minded determination. The sound of explosions and rumbling reverberated through the air, a constant reminder of the chaos unfolding around him.

Father^Alex's surroundings blurred into a blur of motion as he navigated the labyrinthine streets, his only goal to put as much distance between himself and the danger as possible. He dared not look back, fearing what he might see if he did.

But even as he ran, a sense of urgency gnawed at his mind. He knew that he couldn't afford to remain on the sidelines for too long, not when the fate of the city hung in the balance. Behemoth and the shadow creature loomed ominously on the horizon, their presence a harbinger of destruction.

He knew that time was of the essence, that every moment wasted brought them closer to defeat. With a final burst of speed, Father^Alex emerged from the alleyway, the chaos of the battlefield stretching out before him. He could see the entrance to the city, its defenses crumbling under the relentless assault of the enemy. There was no time to waste. He needed to join with the others.

From their vantage point at a distance, the tank players could only watch in frustration as Gorroc City was torn asunder by the relentless onslaught of monsters. Their hearts sank as they witnessed the destruction unfolding before their eyes, the once-proud city reduced to rubble and ruin.

Some of the tank players couldn't bear to stand idly by and watch the city fall to the enemy. With a roar of defiance, they charged headlong into the fray, determined to break through the siege of monsters and defend their city at all costs.

But this time, the monsters showed no mercy. They descended upon the brave tank players with ferocious intensity, their claws and fangs tearing through armor and flesh alike. The battlefield became a maelstrom of chaos and carnage as the tank players fought desperately for survival, their screams drowned out by the roar of battle.

Despite their valiant efforts, the tank players were no match for the overwhelming numbers and sheer brutality of their foes. One by one, they fell in battle, their lifeless bodies left to join the ranks of the fallen.

For as they breathed their last, they were transported back to the entrance of Gorroc City, ready to respawn and rejoin the fight once more. And it was at the entrance where the monsters gathered in the greatest numbers, their insatiable hunger driving them ever forward in their quest for destruction.