Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

Chapter 671 493 Dragon Blood No.3_3

"Alright, alright, everyone stop blabbing; Kunlun and Nine Heavens have joined forces to raid the Boss. Shufen, quickly switch the feed over, or we'll lose viewers."

With a reminder from someone, Zhou Shufen realized her stream with over a million viewers was plummeting at an alarming rate, dropping to just over six hundred thousand in no time.

"Damn~ When did this happen?!"

She didn't have time to worry about the two seafood feasts she left behind, hastily switched the camera, trying to find an angle that could perfectly capture the entire battlefield.

This was a race among all streamers; if someone could first find a perfect camera angle, they would no doubt have an advantage in the upcoming broadcast.

Fumbling around, the camera shifted to the Desert Oasis field, which was now filled with Kunlun Warriors and Nine Heavens support members.

Looking down from above, the place was packed with people; a variety of Energy attacks filled the sky, making it impossible to glimpse the true battlefield scenario.

"Switch to close-up! Zoom in!"

"First, let's see Kunlun and Nine Heavens' formation!"

"No, give the Boss a shot first; I've never seen what the Desert Oasis Boss looks like!"

The barrage was unsatisfied, with everyone chiming in with their suggestions.

"Stop arguing!" Zhou Shufen simply turned off the barrage feature, randomly selecting a player's perspective to integrate into the scene.

The next second, the entire stream was obscured by sand, as if a building was about to collapse, an overwhelming pressure paralyzed the viewers' breath.

"Block it! All wind and air controllers, give your all, stop the sandstorm for me!"

A roar sounded from afar, and the screen showed bizarre shapes densely appearing in the curtain-like yellow sand.

As if someone sketched on this curtain from mid-air, fist imprints and ravines crisscrossed over it.

Bowl-shaped shields compressed the sand to form gaps, only to be instantly engulfed.

Those were winds controlled by humans at work, trying to shatter the curtain of sand or slow its descent.

Almost instantly, the sand fell, plunging the entire screen into darkness.

This Warrior, in a first-person perspective, couldn't react within two seconds before getting buried by the sand, returning to the Transfer Space, with the stream lens unable to immediately find another target, falling into endless darkness.

It felt like the world of the dead, as one might experience after dying, instilling an immense sense of dread.

One viewer slowly exhaled the air trapped in his lungs, saying, "Damn, I almost thought I was going to die!"

"This first-person view is even more thrilling than watching a 3D movie; the sand felt so close, like it's right there."

"Despite having witnessed colossal waves before, the experience of this sand sea disaster still brings a different sensation."

"Suddenly feel a bit of awe towards nature."

…

Zhou Shufen was slightly taken aback, not expecting the first-person perspective she randomly switched to go black so quickly, hurriedly changing to another person.

The scene shifted again, returning to an aerial view, this time from a player with flying capabilities.

The player's name appeared at the bottom left: Ma Long!

"Old Zhang, Old Xu, let's rush onto its back together, that should be its attack blind spot!"

Ma Long soared in the sky, with the roaring wind howling in his ears, chaotic and noisy, barely able to hear any other sound.

"Received!"

"Alright!"

Yet amid this chaotic, piercing noise, the audience still clearly heard two dull responses, as if they were right beside their ears.

"It's a communicator!" someone in the barrage commented.

Most people had blocked the barrage, holding their breath, ignoring him.

Then the lens rose, slowly crossing over the sand waves in front of them, a large gloved hand wiped away the sand clinging to the 'lens'.

The blurry screen immediately became much clearer, crossing over the sand waves; at this moment, everyone marveled at their own insignificance.

From the screen, the sand wave extended infinitely to the sides, with no visible end.

And those on top of the sand wave seemed like tiny insects, appearing so insignificant in front of the sand wave.

Behind the sand wave, the culprit causing this apocalyptic-level attack was revealed.

It was an ultra-massive scorpion, several hundred meters long, covered in hard, earthy yellow armor; if it weren't for its long curled tail and conspicuous giant claws exposing its form, such natural camouflage would prevent anyone from detecting it.

"Inject the adrenaline, prepare for combat!"

Ma Long looked around, not far from him, two fully geared figures appeared on either side.

After his command, all three simultaneously pressed at a spot on their arms, a needle emerged within the combat suit, piercing their skin, injecting Nine Heavens Legion-developed [Dragon Blood III].

Dragon Blood III, a modified synthetic adrenaline crafted by the Nine Heavens Group's medical department.

Regular adrenaline is generally used clinically, with a wide range of applications.

Due to its special nature, some athletes also use it to cheat in competitions.

It is an endocrine hormone that can comprehensively enhance a user's physical capabilities, even influencing mental states.

Yet this substance carries substantial side effects and can be life-threatening if misused, making it inaccessible to most.

And Dragon Blood III is the product of Nine Heavens' multiple modifications based on adrenaline's effects.

It greatly reduces the side effects on the body while increasing its effectiveness in stimulating the body, delivering extremely potent results.

After injecting Dragon Blood III, Ma Long waited quietly for ten seconds, and suddenly a faint red hue cast over his eyes.

Dragon Blood III had taken effect, causing a visual anomaly due to his bloodshot eyes.

Feeling the surge of seemingly infinite energy within, suppressing his overwhelming urge to self-harm, Ma Long gritted his teeth and shouted, "Go!"

Accompanied by responses echoing in his ears, Ma Long crossed his arms, slowly drawing two Light Sabers from behind, vigorously swinging them to shred the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With three explosive blasts, the Flyers behind Ma Long and the others emitted pale blue flames, transforming into three rays of light, charging toward the giant scorpion!