Ashen Dragon-Chapter 1217 - 360: Players’ Creative Ways to Die

Before crossing the boundary line of the forbidden zone, someone in the [Mortal] Guild was quite worried and asked: "Big brother, going through just like this—is it really okay? Those Powerful Families all returned defeated; can we commoners truly outdo them?"

"Hmph, don’t praise others while belittling ourselves. We’ve made thorough preparations; we just need a chance. Don’t forget our goal—we’re aiming for those so-called Powerful Families up on high!"

Chaotic Life, full of confidence, took out a stack of spell scrolls from his backpack, purchased painfully at the expense of his family wealth, and radiant spell auroras emerged from them.

Seeing this, everyone in the [Mortal] Guild’s eyes suddenly lit up.

"The guild leader’s magnanimous spirit!"

"Such generosity, truly worthy of our Mortal Guild’s strongest!"

"These scrolls must have cost a fortune..."

Chaotic Life snorted: "In the face of our grand enterprise, what’s this little money?"

Though he spoke lightly, Chaotic Life’s heart was bleeding. At this stage, mages had become highly sought after by various guilds but still remained a profession that only the wealthy could afford.

As a purely grassroots guild, [Mortal] lacked sponsors, startup capital, and spell resource reserves, with only two fourth-level half-baked mages who could only cast Fireball Technique and were otherwise useless.

In this situation, Chaotic Life had to work everywhere to accumulate gold coins to buy spell scrolls, hoping to turn the tables with this precious opportunity.

Suppressing the pain in his heart, he forced a nonchalant expression and consecutively activated those spell scrolls.

The first scroll: Group Elemental Damage Resistance, covering everyone’s bodies with an almost transparent film made of energy.

This film could provide heat insulation and cold resistance, adjust the temperature of the skin surface, allowing the recipients to adapt to temperatures ranging from -30°C to 60°C, protect from external harm, and walk freely in extreme climates.

The second scroll: Group Enhanced Resistance, a flickering white light appeared on everyone’s bodies, granting the recipients a +3 bonus to resistance checks.

The third scroll: Group Protective Energy Damage...

...

After activating a dozen or so scrolls consecutively, the members of [Mortal] Guild had spell radiances flickering across their bodies, revealing multiple layers of shields.

Though they were common low-level spells, they provided these commoner players with a great sense of security.

"Brothers, follow me!"

Chaotic Life took the lead, with the support of [Jumping Skill] and [Featherfall Technique], and relying on his robust physique as a ninth-level [Champion Warrior], he leaped directly into the air over a dozen meters high, reaching above the River of Magma.

"What a remarkable guild leader!"

"So dashing and stylish!"

The members of the Mortal Guild started singing praises, with two others closely following Chaotic Life, gathering strength, leaping into the air, their bodies light as the wind.

Soon, he was about to reach the other shore. Chaotic Life felt a surge of joy, eagerly anticipating unleashing his prowess.

But at this moment, a huge force suddenly pressed down on Chaotic Life’s shoulders, as if bearing a heavy mountain, trying to smash him into the River of Magma.

Amidst the cries of shock from the crowd, Chaotic Life plummeted down. But being a high-level warrior, possessing far superior body control abilities, he struggled to twist mid-air forcefully, turning aside and clinging with all his strength onto the riverbank rocks with his arms, avoiding falling into the scorching River of Magma.

"Phew, phew... what was that? Could someone be plotting against me?"

Narrowly escaping death, Chaotic Life climbed onto the opposite shore, panting heavily, feeling shocked yet somewhat relieved.

If he died in the River of Magma, he would lose face in front of the players, and his previous confident declarations could become material for others to mock him.

But then, cries of shock followed by dull noises and the sound of bubbling magma were heard from behind.

"Oh no!"

Chaotic Life’s expression changed dramatically, his face turning pale. He suddenly turned his head, only to see his two main generals already engulfed by magma, vanished without a trace, with the magma continuing to flow and churn endlessly.

"Aren’t they just here for laughs?"

"Haha, seen people die in the first stage, never seen someone die at the start interface."

"Truly a jinxed guy..."

Laughter erupted from across the way, causing Chaotic Life’s face to turn red, trembling all over, filled with anger, yet unable to utter a word.

"Big brother, this place is peculiar."

"Now two of us are dead right away; shouldn’t we re-assess the situation first..."

But Chaotic Life sternly shouted: "No, we must continue! I’ve invested my entire life here—this is our chance as commoners to surpass professional gamers!"

"Big brother!"

His words were powerful and inspiring, arousing intense emotions and even tears in many [Mortal] Guild players.

What spirit is this!

What will is this!

However, other players watched them with a foolish gaze, as if watching a performance, wanting to learn lessons and gain experience from it.

Luckily Chaotic Life had made second-hand preparations, considering the failure of Flight Magic. He took out a Longbow from his backpack, along with an arrow equipped with a grappling hook and rope.

Chaotic Life nocked the arrow onto the bowstring, drew the Longbow, gathered strength, only slightly aimed before releasing his hand, propelling the arrow to shoot out.