Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 762 - 339: Gathering of Sages

Xu Dejun saw Hercules’ headless corpse, his body instinctively shuddered, and he almost couldn’t hold the knife steady.

He didn’t answer Wu Chang’s question, but cautiously approached with the knife, incredulously saying:

"Is he really dead?"

Wu Chang kicked Hercules’ corpse, and the headless body fell to the ground on the spot, without a trace of life.

"Dead as a doornail."

With his head blasted apart, even someone with a Titan title like him had no chance of surviving.

Not to mention he had already absorbed Hercules’ vitality, temporarily increasing his Strength Attribute by 90 points.

Speaking of vitality, he hadn’t expected the Sea Giant’s ability to stack even in the Realm of Reason.

However, compared to in the dungeon, the stacking duration was pitifully short, only twelve hours.

Twelve hours, although not short, was enough time for Wu Chang to accomplish many tasks, but if it could persist until the next entry to the dungeon like in the World Dungeon, it would be better.

Then he wouldn’t need to return to the Desolate Realm, nor prepare for the World Dungeon, and could immediately start cleaning up the Bright Society.

Xu Dejun, hearing Wu Chang’s response, still couldn’t believe it. He approached Hercules and gently poked the body with his knife.

The blade easily cut through the skin without any resistance.

Xu Dejun shook his head. It seemed the other party was truly dead, but why was seeing his death harder to accept than if he were still alive?

When Kuafu and Hercules chased him into the Order Sect’s secret space, Kuafu merely observed while Hercules took action.

Xu Dejun had witnessed Hercules’ combat prowess more than once.

He possessed monstrous Power, able to cleave through players’ Skills with just a swing of his Longsword; his Lion Skin Armor maximized the advantages of Divinity, allowing him to simultaneously repel all incoming damage from players.

Paired with his seemingly endless Endurance, he could single-handedly capture an outpost guarded by nearly twenty players.

In Xu Dejun’s impression, Hercules seemed like he had invincibility hacks, as no attack, not even an Ultimate Skill from a Hidden Class, could harm him in the slightest.

However, what was even more despairing to Xu Dejun was that even with such War God-like prowess, in front of Kuafu, Hercules acted like a subordinate.

The Abyssal Game doesn’t care about seniority, especially in the Realm of Reason; if you lack Power and still act superior, you might be dealt with by those beneath you at any time.

This left only one possibility: Kuafu was stronger than Hercules.

Witnessing their exaggerated strength, Xu Dejun started to doubt whether they were playing the same Abyssal Game, and whether the Bright Society had a cracked version.

Because of this, he had already lost the Will to win, only hoping to buy time for Wu Chang to escape.

Yet the Hercules he regarded as an undefeatable monster was dragged into the eerie black mist by Wu Chang, and within just a dozen minutes, his head was blown apart.

Is this fair?

He knew Wu Chang had the Power of Authority, but using Authority takes time.

Hercules wouldn’t give Wu Chang the time.

This is the Realm of Reason, not the Desolate Realm where Wu Chang repelled Joy; Hercules here was in his true form, not some projection, and his Attributes wouldn’t be suppressed by the world’s Rules.

Not to mention an ordinary player from the Desolate Realm; even a top-ten player from there wouldn’t last ten seconds against Hercules.

"How did you do it?" Xu Dejun asked puzzledly.

Wu Chang replied, his tone relaxed:

"There’s no such thing as a perfect creature in this world, not even a true God in the Abyss is without weaknesses. By discerning the weakness and striking precisely, one can find the opportunity to win."

"His strongest point is also his most vulnerable. The Lion Skin Armor grants him the ability to be immune to all non-divine attacks, but if your strength surpasses his, the Lion Skin Armor will backfire, doubling the damage he receives."

"Learning this intelligence made defeating him not difficult at all."

Xu Dejun nodded after hearing this. So that’s it, as long as one can be stronger than Hercules, beating him is easy—bullshit!

Does he think Xu Dejun hasn’t witnessed how much Power Hercules has?

In the first breached outpost, there was an Order Sect player with a Hidden Class of Cyclops, specializing purely in Power, and when activating the Ultimate Skill of Reincarnation, his Strength Attribute could reach 380 points.

Xu Dejun personally saw the Cyclops try to go head-to-head with Hercules, only to be overpowered in just three seconds, his arms violently torn off, and then impaled through his fused single eye with the Longsword, dying on the spot.

Conservatively estimating, Hercules’ Power was at least 50 points higher than the Cyclops.

In the entire Realm of Reason, a single Attribute breaking 400 was already rare, belonging to the absolute masters.

So where did you, a player from the Desolate Realm, pull out over 430 points of Power?

You’re done pretending, aren’t you?

Xu Dejun took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to complain.

Previously, upon seeing the Bright Society playing a cracked version of the Abyssal Game, he felt as if the sky was falling. Now, seeing his own teammate having some cheat, he felt much more balanced suddenly.

"Now isn’t the place for talking. Previously, there was another Bright Society member with the codename Kuafu acting together with Hercules."

"Once he locks onto you, even a secret space can’t hide you. As soon as he realizes Hercules hasn’t returned, he’ll catch up eventually, and we must find a way to shake him off."

Wu Chang raised an eyebrow and reached out towards Xu Dejun; with a flick of his hand, he magically produced a light orb the size of a ping pong ball.