newbobooks Chapter 626 Ding, teleportation failed.
Chapter 626 Ding, teleportation failed.
"Thor—descend from the sky!!!"
This is Marcus's strongest single-target skill. It requires a three-second channeling time during which the user cannot move or defend, but it deals extremely high damage.
The greatsword pierced the Earl of Twilight's left chest.
Lightning poured from the sword tip, flooding the BOSS's body. In the clash between shadow energy and lightning power, the Twilight Earl's body began to disintegrate.
First the robe, then the skin, and finally the bones—all turned into black fragments that drifted into the air.
The boss's last bit of health is reduced to zero.
A system notification popped up in front of all surviving players—
[Ding! Congratulations on defeating the boss, Earl of Twilight (Nightmare Difficulty).]
Marcus fell from mid-air, kneeling on one knee, his two greatswords planted in the ground in front of him, panting heavily.
His half-body plate armor was covered with dents and cracks, and his bare arms had several charred marks from the burning of shadow energy, with veins bulging from his arms all the way to his neck.
But he did not fall.
"We won..." Someone uttered the first sound, weak as if talking to themselves.
Then, cheers of relief erupted throughout the BOSS hall.
"Damn, we finally killed him!"
"First kill on Nightmare difficulty! The Imperial Bastion is awesome!"
"The guild leader is awesome! That last sword strike was so cool!"
Marcus slowly stood up, pulled the greatsword from the ground, and the lightning on the sword gradually dissipated.
He turned around and glanced at the surviving members.
Of the three hundred people who went in, two hundred and fifty are standing there now.
Fifty were killed in action.
He brought up the system panel and glanced at his experience bar.
Level 40, 25%.
I had just reached level 40 before entering the dungeon, and after defeating a level 45 Nightmare difficulty boss, plus the mobs along the way, I gained 25% experience.
not bad.
Jack Carnegie walked over, his earthen shield shattered, the surface of the shield pitted and corroded by the BOSS's shadow energy, but his eyes remained resolute.
Isabella Ford approached, the icy light on her staff had dimmed, and her face was somewhat pale, but her eyes remained calm.
"Guild Master, there are less than three hours left in the third round of the Multiverse Battle."
Marcus nodded.
He glanced at the dark purple crystals on the dome of the BOSS hall, then at his own hands—the afterglow of lightning still lingered in his palms, tiny arcs of electricity dancing at his fingertips.
"Back to town," Marcus said. "Resupply, rest, prepare for battle."
He clenched his fist, and the electric arcs crackled.
......
Time was ticking away, second by second.
In the final minutes before the start of the third round of the Battle of the Myriad Realms, all players on the server focused their attention on the countdown.
Some people were so nervous that their palms were sweating, and they kept checking their equipment and medicine backpacks.
Some people were leisurely leaning back in their chairs, cracking sunflower seeds and watching the lively world channel.
The World Channel has never been as lively as it is now.
There is one minute left before the third round begins.
"It's here! It's here! It's here! The last minute!"
"I managed to sneak into the top 1,000 in the second round, but I don't know what the format will be for the third round."
"...Bro, how did you make it to the third round?"
"Stop talking, look at the countdown, forty seconds left!"
"I've emptied my backpack, bought fifty stacks of potions, and spent eighty gold to repair my equipment. It hurts."
"Fifty groups? Are you fighting in a guild war?"
"What if the third round takes a long time? It's better to be prepared."
"That makes sense. Is it too late for me to buy it now?"
"You have thirty seconds left. If you run fast, you might make it in time."
"It's too late. Oh well, let fate decide."
"...ruthless person."
"Twenty seconds left!"
"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, my heart is about to jump out of my chest."
"Calm down, take a deep breath."
"I took a deep breath, and then I got even more nervous."
"Ha ha ha ha."
"Ten seconds!"
"Nine!"
"eight!"
"seven!"
"six!"
"five!"
"Four!"
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
The countdown on the world channel jumped to zero.
Almost simultaneously, a huge system notification popped up in the center of the field of vision of all online players, with a gold border, glowing text, and a stirring background music.
[Ding! The third round of the Interdimensional Battle is about to begin.]
[Transferring players to the Misty Continent. Please prepare.]
[Countdown: 10, 9, 8...]
"Here it comes!"
"Please, please, don't let us be eliminated in the first wave."
"I'm not ready yet! I haven't bought my medicine!"
"I told you to go earlier but you wouldn't go, so crying won't do you any good now."
"3, 2, 1..."
The teleportation light rose from beneath each player's feet.
A golden beam of light enveloped my body, warm and gentle, as if I were being lifted up by an invisible hand, slowly rising.
Everyone was waiting for that familiar scene to change—the screen went black, and then they appeared on a new map.
But this time, it's different.
A flash of golden light appeared.
It flashed again.
Then it went out.
The players remained standing in the same spot.
......
No one was teleported away.
"???"
"What's going on?"
"Why didn't it spread?"
"Where's my golden light? It was just here a moment ago!"
The tone of the world channel instantly shifted from excitement to confusion, and then from confusion to irritability.
In Lin Tian's vision, the golden teleportation light also went out.
He stood in his residence in the Great Gorge City, the afterglow of golden light still lingering beneath his feet, but the teleportation was not yet complete.
He frowned.
According to the information previously released by the system, the third round of the Battle of the Myriad Realms will start on time after the countdown ends. All players will be teleported to a map called "Misty Continent" to participate in the subsequent matches.
But the transmission failed.
This is not a normal situation.
Lin Tian didn't rush to speak in the world channel, but waited quietly for the system to give an explanation.
Sure enough, about five seconds later, a new system notification popped up.
This time, the border of the notification box is red, not gold.
[Ding, teleportation failed.]
[Reason: The current beginner continent is currently engaged in the third round of the Multiverse Conquest, but no other beginner continents were detected to be engaged in the third round of the Multiverse Conquest at the same time.]
According to the rules of the Interdimensional Conquest, the third round requires the participation of at least two players from the new player continent. The current matchmaking queue is empty, and the third round cannot be started.
[Re-matching with other newbie continents... Estimated matchmaking time: Unknown.]
Please wait patiently.
The system notifications were short, but each message was like a bomb, exploding in the world chat.
"What???"
"No other continents? What do you mean??"