MMORPG: Divine Mech Hunter - Chapter 231

Chapter 231: Chapter 231: Don’t Mistake the Person (I want Jin Jin to add more cuteness 4/10)

Translator: 549690339

They were already at the top of the mountain, and not far off was a waterfall. Below the waterfall was a pond, from which water was diverted to various parts of the city, making it the city’s main water supply.

Li Yao didn’t come here to poison the water; there are no odorless and colorless poisons in this world to contaminate the entire city.

The stronger the poison, the stronger its smell and color. Besides, even if the trolls were blind, it would take an enormous amount of poison to poison a whole fortress of trolls.

Poisoning is an impractical strategy. Li Yao plans to flood their armies instead.

However, Li Yao’s plan is still in the conceptual stage and implementation could be quite challenging. Unexpected events could arise, but he would do his best. If it worked, great; if not, he would resort to other means, however time-consuming and labor-intensive they could be, to weaken the trolls.

The river feeding the waterfall was the result of melting snow and mountain springs, both of which were abundant, making springs on the mountain a common sight.

The riverbed had been widened and deepened by erosion over time, but the river was shallow, and the waterfall was not very turbulent.

Li Yao placed three Walls of Mist side by side upstream of the waterfall, stopping the river flow completely.

The water level in the river rose very slowly.

Seeing that the waterfall had stopped flowing and fearing that it might attract the trolls’ attention, Li Yao commanded his fire hawks to attack one of their defense points.

The commotion caused by the goblins had alarmed many trolls, and their troops began to mobilize to investigate what had happened.

The Trade Viscount had lost too much property and was driven to desperation. The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became of the troll patrol.

When representatives of the troll hierarchy accused the goblins of failing to secure the copper balls, causing damage to the city…

The Trade Viscount angrily countered, questioning why the troll patrol had fooled him. He even suspected that the trolls were envious of his wealth and deliberately created chaos to steal his property.

Otherwise, how could more than a hundred adventurers brazenly infiltrate his territory? Why did they have to antagonize the goblins and venture into the sixth level? Could they have accomplished this without the indulgence of the trolls?

Both sides were furious, and it felt like a fight could break out at any moment.

Especially the trolls, the destruction caused by those copper balls in the fifth and sixth layers was catastrophic. Many trolls in the fifth layer were killed or injured, and they lost many kinsmen. Their anger reached its boiling point.

Moreover, more and more trolls were converging on the sixth level, which was already overcrowded. They all wanted to know the truth.

Essentially, these trolls still bathed in the glory of ruling the world in ancient times, considering their race to be the most noble, and themselves unsurpassed.

To them, goblins were just filthy, smelly, stunted creatures. How could they respect them?

Had it not been for the command to cooperate with the goblins, the trolls would not even bother to use them as food, let alone live with them in the same city, especially in the best layer, the sixth one.

A thunderous rumble…

The earth shook violently again, interrupting their argument.

Especially the trolls, who, frenziedly, rushed towards the source of the noise.

Then came more rumbling sounds, as the fire hawks continued to wreak havoc on the trolls’ defense system, releasing the stone balls from the sealed path.

Although there were tunnels and special passages, the stone balls would inevitably cause damage to the city and the fortress. The trolls viewed this as a necessary measure.

With each rumbling sound indicating another passage connecting the upper and lower layers being opened, stone balls rolled down to the next level. Even if there were no casualties, the rolling stones blocked many passages and disrupted the fortress.

The trolls deployed Wind Snakes to deal with the fire hawks, but the fire hawks didn’t engage them directly. While the Wind Snakes could fly, they were no match for the fire hawks in speed.

All they could do was follow behind the fire hawks, eating their dust while the fire hawks continued to harass the fortress, causing chaos everywhere.

As for Li Yao, he had to replace the Wall of Mist every hour as the water level had risen significantly. However, Li Yao was not satisfied; he would need more time.

But now, the trolls really had no time for Li Yao. The fifth and sixth layers were in chaos and needed to be cleaned up, but many passages had already been blocked by rolling stones.

The trolls were having difficulty in mobilization. Except for the essential defense locations, most of the trolls had to start clearing and opening up the fortress again.

Many trolls understood very well that war was imminent. If problems occurred in the fortress, they would suffer when the High Priest returned from the tribe.

If the fortress was in its current state when they were attacked, they wouldn’t be able to mobilize their forces, rendering them helpless.

In the sky, the fire hawks were still kite-flying the Wind Snakes. Even two Wind Snakes would prove to be a handful for a fire hawk, but due to the speed advantage, they could only eat dust behind the fire hawks.

As a result, when the entire city’s river flow stopped, many didn’t take it seriously. They were cleaning up the city thinking it was damage caused by the fire hawk.

They didn’t realize that a real disaster was imminent.

The morale of the players from the Blood Leaf Guild was low. They continued to mock or insult Li Yao on the regional channel, and this continued for several hours.

Li Yao, when bored, would open the live stream, chat with Sister Li about guild matters, or chat with Tong Tong and Feng Yi.

If he was really out of steam, he would just watch them chat on the regional channel. Li Yao didn’t feel angry. After all, making the guild play so miserably and being scolded a few times didn’t matter to him.

Moreover, in his view, cursing was the most powerless form of retaliation. The more you get upset, the more victorious and accomplished the person being cursed feels.

Although Li Yao didn’t have such a perverse mentality, it was quite interesting for him to learn their cursing techniques. As for their prefix “Prairie Fire” or whatever, Li Yao automatically ignored it and didn’t feel they were cursing him at all.

“Everyone, I admire your persistence. It’s been five or six hours, and I’ve learned quite a few cursing techniques from you. So, to thank you, I’ll let you watch a good show. Look towards the fortress. Don’t miss it. Remember to capture it, such scenes are rare.”

“I won’t charge you for this time. After watching it, please disperse and think about how to kill me. That’s the right thing to do. What’s the point of cursing? Oh, I’m the guild leader of Starfire Guild. Don’t target the wrong person. You don’t have to thank me, because I’m Lei Feng.”

With a snort…

Thank you, my ass! Thank you, you son of a bitch. We can recognize you even if you’ve turned into ashes.

Li Yao actually closed the regional channel, stood up, walked a long distance away, and waited. In a few minutes, the Wall of Mist would dissipate…