Online Game: My Decay Drives the Entire Server Crazy

Chapter 87: Solo Invasion of the Korean Server, Applying the Ultimate Social Death Debuff to Kim Hyun-taeKim Hyun-tae stared at the private message from Lin Ye for a full ten seconds, then made a decision that stunned everyone around him. He withdrew all Korean Server players from the cross-server passage entrance back to the Korean Server main city.

Vice President Park Min-ho was puzzled: ”President, are we just withdrawing like this? Did our brothers lose their levels for nothing?”

Kim Hyun-tae walked toward the teleportation array without looking back: ”If we don’t withdraw, should we wait to be wiped out? The freelance players from the Chinese Server each have a Cross-Server Protection Package now; our guerrilla tactics are useless.”

Park Min-ho followed behind him: ”Then what should we do next?”

Kim Hyun-tae stood on the teleportation array, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth: ”Since we can’t beat Lin Ye in the Chinese Server, we’ll bring the battlefield back to the Korean Server. The cross-server passage is symmetrical; if he can come to the Korean Server, we can surround him on our home turf. Notify everyone to set up defenses around the teleportation array in Seoul City. As long as Lin Ye dares to come, we’ll make sure he never returns.”

More than three hundred elite players from the Goryeo War God Temple quickly assembled around the teleportation array in the Korean Server’s main city, Seoul City. Kim Hyun-tae stood directly in front of the teleportation array, holding a newly crafted legendary Korean Server special weapon. He had spent a fortune to have this weapon customized by the top blacksmith in the Korean Server, and its added attribute was ”Double Damage to Cross-Server Targets.” He had prepared it specifically for when Lin Ye crossed over to the Korean Server.

The three hundred people guarded for a full hour, but the teleportation array didn’t even flicker. Kim Hyun-tae’s patience began to wear thin, and the elite players behind him started to slack off; someone complained in the guild channel that their feet were sore from standing.

Just then, the teleportation array lit up. It wasn’t the blue teleportation light commonly used by Korean Server players, nor was it the dark red teleportation light of the cross-server passage. It was a black-purple teleportation light that no one had ever seen before. After the light faded, a person stood in the center of the teleportation array, leaning on a pitch-black longsword—the Abyss Decay Longsword.

The expression on Kim Hyun-tae’s face was complex after he saw who it was. Half was the smugness of ”he really came,” and half was the confusion of ”why is he alone?” He stepped forward, gripping his special weapon: ”Lin Ye, you came to the Korean Server alone? Where is your team? Where is Su Qinghan? Where is Fatty Wang?”

Lin Ye stepped off the teleportation array, and the three hundred elite players from the Goryeo War God Temple collectively took a step back. The scene was quite comical; three hundred people were surrounding one person, yet it was the three hundred who were retreating.

”Do I need a team to deal with you?”

Kim Hyun-tae’s face darkened, and he waved his hand: ”Attack! Dying outside the cross-server battlefield results in a level loss. If he dies, he’ll drop back to the Novice Village. Let’s see how arrogant he can be then!”

Three hundred elite players bit the bullet and rushed forward. Lin Ye didn’t even raise his weapon; he just raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. The crisp sound of the snap echoed over the Seoul City Square, and a black-purple energy wave spread out from him, instantly covering the entire square. A debuff icon appeared above the heads of all the Korean Server players swept by the energy wave.

Kim Hyun-tae subconsciously glanced at his status bar and was stunned. No health lost. His health bar remained steadily at one hundred percent. He had just wanted to say, ”Your Decay Talent has failed in the Korean Server,” but the sound that came from his throat startled him.

His voice had changed; it wasn’t a normal speaking voice, but a pig’s squeal. A sharp, loud pig squeal burst from his mouth, sounding particularly jarring in the silent square. He wanted to tell Lin Ye not to leave, but what came from his throat was a series of pig squeals, rapid and loud. Every Korean Server player in the square had turned into a pig squealer, with three hundred people squealing one after another; the scene was spectacular to the extreme.