In Minecraft, not eating slows movement speed. The same applied in this game world.
Grayfist's brief pause once again allowed Black Blade's players to close the distance.
The two people quickly took the supplies they needed and immediately left the deep pit. Before leaving, Steve also directly set fire to the remaining supplies in the deep pit.
Just as the two were about to part ways, they discovered that Black Blade and the remaining six people had already appeared in front of them.
Seeing Black Blade appear so quickly, both of them were somewhat surprised.
After glancing at the leaves above, which had been knocked away, they finally understood—Black Blade had been leading the others while staying in the trees the whole time.
Black Blade only took a brief look at the deep pit behind Steve and Grayfist, which was now burning with flames, before shifting his gaze to Steve and Grayfist.
"Had your fill?"
"Time to hit the road."
Black Blade never expected his subordinates to be able to kill Steve and Grayfist. It was also his own negligence—if he had been leading the team himself, he definitely would have noticed Grayfist's little tricks.
By some twist of fate, Black Blade had specifically instructed his people not to be alone, in order to prevent them from being taken down one by one.
And because of this, they had suffered a complete defeat. If they had just spread out a little, it wouldn't have ended in total annihilation.
At this moment, Black Blade also understood very well that most of the supplies from these people had probably already ended up in Steve and Grayfist's hands. What was originally his own resource depot had been taken advantage of by Steve and Grayfist.
Although they hadn't officially fought yet, he had already lost ten people.
But Black Blade wasn't impatient. Ever since he had been granted power by HIM, his temperament had unknowingly become much calmer. His way of thinking had also become more rational.
As he spoke, Black Blade gestured with his hand toward the six people behind him.
The six players behind him, upon receiving the command, immediately spread out to a certain distance.
Earlier, while they were in the trees, Black Blade had already told them their next task. They didn't need to engage Steve and Grayfist in close combat—they just needed to interfere with them from a distance.
As long as they could deplete their supplies, that was enough.
With Black Blade's strength, as long as these six people interfered with Steve and Grayfist, he wouldn't feel much pressure fighting both of them at once.
These six only needed to stay alive and act as backup support.
Seeing Black Blade's actions, Steve and Grayfist exchanged a glance. Although the two of them were already at odds, standing on opposite sides, the powerful enemy before them—Black Blade and his six mobile supply depots—meant they had no choice but to set aside their hatred temporarily and face the external threat together.
Grayfist shrugged and shamelessly smiled. "How about I let you kick me once, and we'll call it even for last time?"
Hearing Grayfist's words, Steve couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Don't worry. I'll personally return that kick to you!"
As they spoke, the two of them turned to face Black Blade, preparing for battle…
Although Steve and Grayfist had temporarily set aside their grudges and united, and their backpacks were filled with supplies, they still had no certainty in their hearts when facing Black Blade and his six backup supply team members.
It wasn't that Steve and Grayfist lacked confidence—it was that they had never fought Black Blade before. They had no idea what Black Blade's attack style and strategy were.
Although they had seen Black Blade's videos on the forum before, those were from when Black Blade was a zombie player.
At that time, Black Blade's stats already crushed regular players, so he had never revealed too much of his actual combat skills.
So while everyone knew Black Blade was strong, very few actually knew his true level of strength.
On the other hand, Steve and Grayfist were the exact opposite. Both of them were well-known among players. Their brilliant combat clips had been widely shared and saved by many players.
If someone wanted to study their attack patterns and strategies, they could just go through the various compilation videos.
Right now, it was like a game of "Landlord." The two "farmers" had strong hands, but their cards were completely revealed. While the "landlord" held six wild cards.
At this moment, although the battlefield was filled with tension, neither side made the first move.
Steve and Grayfist were just about to discuss their battle strategy, when suddenly, they saw four arrows and a bunch of strange objects whistling toward them.
These four arrows came from different angles, evenly distributed—two on each side.
As for those strange objects, some were cacti, some were half bricks, some were eggs, and some were wooden fences…
This was the attack launched by Black Blade's subordinates.
They had fully embraced Black Blade's leadership philosophy.
Since arrows were limited in number, out of the six remaining subordinates, only two were equipped with bows.
Those four arrows had come from those two bow-wielding players.
As for the strange objects thrown along with the arrows, those came from the other four players who didn't have bows.
One had to admit, they really went all out to interfere with Steve and Grayfist.
While Black Blade's subordinates were quite accurate, Steve and Grayfist weren't sitting ducks either.
Grayfist immediately pulled out his shield, blocking two incoming arrows, a cactus dart, and a half brick.
"These guys have no manners—just throwing whatever they have at people." Grayfist complained while trying to retract his shield.
At that moment, he suddenly noticed a faint purple particle effect flash across his shield.
"Not good!"
Grayfist knew exactly what that purple effect represented. That was the effect produced when an Ender Pearl landed.
Before he had time to react, he saw that Black Blade had already appeared right in front of him.
His entire body was pressing down on Grayfist's shield. The shield, which had been held upright, was now tilted at nearly a 60-degree angle due to Black Blade's weight.
Seeing this, Grayfist was about to retract his shield and take advantage of the moment to stab Black Blade in the stomach.
But at the last second before the shield was fully withdrawn, Black Blade suddenly stepped on the shield and leaped into the air.
As he jumped, he raised both hands. In his left hand was an enchanted iron axe, and in his right was an enchanted gold axe. Crossing both axes, he swung them directly at Grayfist's face.
"Shit! A double-axe jump attack?!"
"Is this bastard trying to one-shot me?!"
Seeing Black Blade in mid-air, holding both axes high, for some reason, a familiar scene flashed through Grayfist's mind.
"Younger Grayfist, did you drop this golden axe, this silver axe, or this iron axe…?"
At this moment, Black Blade was just like that River God. Except instead of asking Steve what axe he dropped, he was about to make him eat one…
Grayfist snapped out of his daze in an instant. Seeing the twin axes about to strike his face, he quickly switched back to his shield.
Fortunately, his reaction speed was fast enough.
With a loud "boom," Black Blade's axes struck Grayfist's shield. Grayfist had successfully blocked the first double-axe attack from "River God" Black Blade.
While Grayfist was fighting Black Blade, Steve had already made his move on one of Black Blade's subordinates.
A moment ago, both Steve and Grayfist had been pestered by Black Blade's six subordinates.
Grayfist had blocked with his shield, while Steve had dodged with a backbend, avoiding all the incoming projectiles. After dodging, seeing that Black Blade had chosen to attack Grayfist, Steve quickly made his battle plan.
Instead of teaming up with Grayfist to fight Black Blade, he set his sights on the six backup supply members.
If they dragged the fight out, Black Blade had the advantage. His subordinates would keep interfering like flies, while Black Blade would find opportunities to strike.
So Steve pulled out his favorite rod.
He cast the hook at the nearest player, hooked onto their chest, and with a strong pull, yanked both himself and the player toward each other.
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