Chapter 592: Internet Café Army! Roll out!
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
“Princess, Your Highness.” The old man wearing a white priest robe bowed, inviting the woman to sit down on the chair at the head of the table. This woman wore a luxurious, fiery-red long dress and an exquisite silver crown, looking extremely beautiful from every angle.
However, everyone knew that it was just her image projection.
Princess Isabella who had the most noble legendary bloodline wouldn’t come in person.
Sitting beside her was the famous St. Heinz.
Besides these two powerful figures, other powerful figures from the Radiant Light Godly Nation and other godly nations sat in the palace.
The image projection of the old man who had visited the Guardian of Wind also sat among them.
“Grand Emperor Warrior?” One of these prestigious existences frowned.
“Like ants, they don’t know how big the world is and how weak they are. They also have no idea that there are always stronger people out there, which is why they gave themselves such lofty titles,” the old man laughed heartily.
“It’s you, Mr. St. Hematon, the World Mage,” another existence said.
Before them, the scene turned to another place under the control of the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection.
“These are the legendary three saint factions on this continent. Behind these grand palaces, we can see Yuxu Mountain, one of the three saint factions. Oh! I can’t believe it! I thought it would be a hard battle! How dare such a weak faction call themselves saints?!”
“It seems that I must agree with you, Mr. St. Hematon,” a figure engulfed in golden light said, “It’s a shame that such an existence dares to use the title of saint.” The figure shook his head in disdain.
“Oh! What are we looking at? This human nation is so weak! Their king… Oh, my god! The strongest master of this nation is equivalent to a level 5 fighter here! Only level 5! It’s unbelievable!”
“I’m sorry for my outburst. What I wanted to say is that only uncivilized land can create such a nation!”
Then the scene turned to the Deserted Sea Realm.
“Oh! It’s unbelievable…” At this moment, Joseph, Cia, and other young people were also watching the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection while sitting on a bench on the edge of the square.
With disbelief in their eyes, they listened to Ambassador Luther’s explanations and saw how deluded the people in that land were about their own abilities and importance.
“How can they think this way?!”
“Oh! It’s hard to imagine how they can live in such a world! It’s horrifying!”
“I hope they will be saved so that we can see the redemption of this world…”
…
– Meanwhile, in the Yuanyang City Shop –
A young man with red brown hair was busy playing Dungeon Fighter Online; he was Gabriel.
Suddenly, he slammed his hand on the desk and shouted, “F*ck! Our home is being attacked!”
He actually spoke fluent Spiritual State Language!
Then, more warriors of the Ultimate West Realm jumped up from their chairs.
“Brothers! Grab your weapons and go!” Gabriel yelled.
“Bring more colorless crystals! More colorless crystals! F*ck!”
“Where’s the Disassembler?! Disassemble more of them! I’ll get some more spiritual artifacts and toss them in!”
Meanwhile, Zong Wu was practicing sword techniques outside the shop.
Dumbfounded, he watched the uproar among the warriors of Ultimate West Realm and wondered, What’s going on…?
“Bad news!” Elder Yu ran into the internet café in alarm. “Everyone! The catastrophe is about to strike the Spiritual State now!”
“What catastrophe?! Last time they claimed that it would come in three months, but nothing has happened after such a long time had passed,” Zong Wu shouted back, “What catastrophe are you talking about?!”
“Academy Master Gu has foreseen a greater catastrophe coming our way! Those existences… They are coming for real!” Elder Yu said in a loud voice.
“What?!”
“How come nothing came from the Heavenly Abyss Sea?”
“They attacked from the Ultimate West Realm!”
Right now, there were almost 10,000 players in the shop from all over the region. There were more who hadn’t come into the shop yet.
Groups of warriors and cultivators exited from the games and stood up while slamming the desk.
– Meanwhile, in the Jiuhua City Shop –
The street outside the shop was crammed with cultivators and warriors; there were more in the shop.
The purple-robed Daoist of Xuanzhong Manor and the old man of Yuxu Mountain stumbled out the shop with communication jades in their hands, almost spewing blood on the door. “No! Those people… are attacking from the direction of our factions!”
“What?!” Ji Wu was practicing sword techniques outside the shop. He was the emperor, but maintaining his warrior strength was quite important, which was why he spent hours on cultivation and practice each day.
“This time, we’re in it together! We must unite and work in consolidation!” the two faction masters felt like crying.
Why are the enemies attacking our factions first? And we are here in the internet café! They cussed silently in frustration.
“Don’t worry, Faction Master Wang!” Lan Mo thought for a moment, knowing that it wasn’t time to uphold personal grudges.
An Huwei said, “Where is the Jiuhua Army?”
At this moment, Deputy Commander Gong He was still playing the Legend of Mir 2. In the game, a warrior was chasing after a wizard while holding a huge and heavy saber.
“You dare to run?! Run more!” On the screen, a huge white spiritual sword crashed down viciously. “Watch my Sky-Opening Strike!”
Boom!
“Hahahaha! You can’t run now, huh? With my 40-meter-long big saber, I can let you run for 39 meters!” Then, this man put down the virtual reality headset and shouted, “Jiuhua Army! Jiuhua Army!”
Standing beside Nalan Hongwu, Elder Fu cupped his hands. “My Lord.”
“Okay!” Nalan Hongwu stroked his snow-white beard and stood as he withdrew his sword. “It’s time!”
– In the Half City Shop –
Sitting at the counter, Zou Mo slightly closed his eyes and seemed to see a strange scene.
He froze. “No!”
“Sister Ruan Ning, they… they are here!”
“What do you mean they are here?!” Mo Tianxing asked as he sat on the couch.
“Aha-! I calculated with my fingers.” A mass of black mist floated down from the second floor. “You’re all in danger!”
Ning Bi immediately stood up from her chair and gave it a hard look. “Smirking Face Emoji, you’ll be the first to be sacrificed if we’re in trouble!”
She frowned. “They are here!”
“Where’s my great internet café army?!”
“Here!” The cultivators and warriors in the shop answered. Row after row of cultivators and warriors stood up from their seats.
Tang Yuan said, “I’m tired of killing Abyss Demons 100 times a day. It’s great for us to fight for real to change it up!”
Black Demon said, “Let’s go! Come on! Let’s nail them!”
Mr. Fang sent a message in the group chat, [Some people are making trouble for us, homies.]
Gu Tingyu added, [Internet Café Army! Roll out!]
[Internet Café Army! Roll out!]
[Internet Café Army! Roll out!]
Messages instantly flooded the screen!