My Disciples Are All Absurd Gamers
Chapter 34: Slash, Slash, Slash Them All!

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“Pour the oil!” Indomitable Bear Strong shouted, and a group of players emerged, dumping barrels of oil down the stairs.

The oil, extracted and refined from War Camel Beasts, cascaded down the steps, splattering the Sea Tribe warriors and causing many to slip and fall embarrassingly. Soon, the entire stairway was coated in a slick, gleaming layer of oil.

“Oil?”

Zilom froze for a moment before his face twisted in rage.

These despicable humans were resorting to such petty tricks!

“Water Manipulation Technique!” Zilom commanded.

Nearly a hundred Sea Tribe warriors opened their mouths and unleashed torrents of water, attempting to wash away the oil.

However…

As the water receded, the oil remained stubbornly in place.

“These Sea Tribe morons! Water can't wash away oil. Ever heard of soap, you idiots?” One player laughed so hard he nearly fell over.

“Rocket Team, ready!” Indomitable Bear Strong bellowed.

Over a dozen players armed with wooden bows and arrows stepped forward. The arrowheads were wrapped in cloth, set ablaze with fire.

“Not good!” Zilom's face paled as he realized what was about to happen.

These damned humans were planning a fire attack!

“Fire!”

At Indomitable Bear Strong's command, the flaming arrows rained down, igniting the oil-coated stairway in an instant.

The flames spread rapidly, engulfing the Sea Tribe warriors. Many were turned into walking infernos, screaming in agony as the fire consumed them.

“Don't panic!!!” Zilom roared furiously.

While the flames were effective against the Sea Tribe, they were still ordinary fire. For the Spirit Vein-level warriors, their durable bodies would only suffer burns, not fatal injuries.

“Kill them!”

With a thunderous shout, Indomitable Bear Strong led over twenty players into the fray, each wielding crude bone knives crafted from Sea Tribe bones.

Unlike the Sea Tribe warriors, the players wore makeshift spiked shoes, allowing them to move effortlessly on the oily surface.

The Sea Tribe, already clumsy on land, now struggled even more as they slipped and slid on the treacherous footing. Coupled with the searing flames, they were thrown into disarray, unable to mount an effective counterattack.

“You die!”

Zilom, enraged, ignored his struggling warriors and hurled his bone spear directly at Indomitable Bear Strong.

As a peak Spirit Vein warrior, Zilom's attack was lightning-fast, leaving no room for evasion.

“Armament Haki!”

Indomitable Bear Strong crossed his arms, the black energy of Armament Haki swirling around them. With a deft motion, he deflected the spear, redirecting it into an unfortunate player who was instantly killed.

“Damn you, human!!!” Zilom roared, lunging at Indomitable Bear Strong. The two began an intense one-on-one battle, each testing the limits of their strength.

Meanwhile, the other players plunged into the chaotic melee, slashing wildly at the disoriented Sea Tribe warriors.

“Slash, slash, slash them all!” The players shouted gleefully as they swung their knives recklessly, moving from one target to the next without even checking if their previous target was dead.

Indomitable Bear Strong rolled and darted around, engaging Zilom while simultaneously slashing at other Sea Tribe warriors.

The combination of oil, fire, and the players' relentless assault had the Sea Tribe caught off guard, and many were quickly injured.

Some unfortunate warriors were left with multiple gashes, their blood mixing with the oil and flames.

“Damn humans! Do you really think you can defeat the great Sea Tribe?” Zilom bellowed in fury.

Sure enough, the tide of battle began to shift.

The Sea Tribe warriors adapted to the slippery oil, dousing the flames and regaining their footing.

With their superior numbers and strength, they quickly launched a devastating counterattack.

“Ahhhh!”

The players, one by one, fell under the Sea Tribe's overwhelming might.

Aside from Indomitable Bear Strong, the strongest player present was only at the third level of the Body Refinement Realm—a pitiful match against the Spirit Vein-level Sea Tribe.

Outnumbered ten to one, the players stood no chance.

Several players were gruesomely impaled by multiple bone spears, their bodies left mangled and broken.

Within moments, only two players remained.

A battered and cornered Indomitable Bear Strong.

And Theory of Evolution, pinned to the ground by a spear through both legs, unable to move.

“Humans, no matter how many petty tricks you play, you cannot overcome the absolute gap in strength!” Zilom sneered, towering over the kneeling Indomitable Bear Strong.

“These pathetic humans dared to injure me!”

“I'll devour them all!”

“This one? Let's not kill him just yet—let's torture him slowly!”

The remaining Sea Tribe warriors surrounded Indomitable Bear Strong, their mocking laughter echoing through the stairway.

All 200 Sea Tribe warriors stood unharmed, their superior Spirit Vein-level strength unchallenged by the players.

“Do you really think you've won?” Indomitable Bear Strong suddenly smiled.

“Hahaha! Isn't it obvious? Your comrades are all dead, and not a single one of my warriors has fallen!” Zilom scoffed, convinced the human was bluffing.

“Time's just about up, isn't it?”

“Yeah, just about,” Indomitable Bear Strong and Theory of Evolution exchanged a knowing look and spoke softly.

“???”

Zilom's expression turned wary.

What time?

“Urgh… what's happening… why… why is my body losing strength…”

Suddenly, a Sea Tribe warrior collapsed, black blood trickling from his lips.

The warrior reached out as if to grasp something, but the light in his eyes faded, and he slumped lifelessly to the ground.

His wide, fish-like eyes stared blankly, refusing to close in death.

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