Fierce Horror Dorm: Take a Concubine to Get Stronger

"Damn, how can the Mad King Building have so many turrets!"

"Fuck, the turret quality is this high, can't even destroy them!"

"Bro, come help me, I got hit in the leg!"

"Good brothers from Heaven's Judgment Building, use your Holy Light Barrier to block for us!"

"How the hell do you block this many turrets, thousands of them?!"

To cover the others entering the Mad King Building, almost all the Heaven's Judgment Building players still outside unleashed their strongest defensive forbidden arts, but it was utterly useless.

They could actually hold on at the start, but once the Mad King Building's violent machine truly started churning, those defenses were like paper, useless even with combined casting!

Twenty floors, each floor almost at full capacity, the average turret level was twenty, and the lowest dorm level was five, meaning each floor had at least one hundred and forty turrets guaranteed!

Twenty floors, two thousand eight hundred turrets!

Excluding those special turrets unsuitable for use, there were at least two thousand turrets available!

Two thousand turrets—even a deity would have half their life beaten out of them, and it could fend off the Intelligence Machinery Army's re-invasion of the building, no need to rely on Demon King Castle!

After every round of the game, the Mad King Building players would complete a mutation, their individual combat power, facilities, and dorm supplies all surging dramatically.

To be fair, although Demon King Castle was said to be one unit matching a whole building, if it actually had to exchange fire with the other three hundred and ninety-nine dorms, Demon King Castle absolutely couldn't last more than a few seconds.

The dormitory building's design was really ingenious, preventing such things from happening.

No matter how many monsters there were, they could only go upstairs, then break down doors; each dorm was a critical checkpoint.

The managers from the other three buildings were constantly monitoring the battle situation here.

Seeing the Mad King Building's firepower so outrageously abnormal, their expressions became unprecedented in their gravity.

"Falling into disadvantage from the start, this isn't good."

These managers couldn't sit still anymore. While sending messages in the group to command the battlefield, they also led core players out of their dormitory buildings.

It was worth noting that they didn't take everyone out of the building, but left some behind to prevent their base from being stolen.

These leaders were all exceptionally shrewd.

Things that frontline players could think of, they naturally could think of too.

Not a single player who survived to this point was an idiot; luck wouldn't hold out long in the Dorm Survival Game.

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Heaven's Judgment Building.

On the tenth-floor corridor, twelve players dressed in black robes gathered together, staring in the direction of the Mad King Building.

"Silence has already taken the Silencers over. Has the future shown any new changes?" An old man with his silver hair combed immaculately, a flickering electric light in his left cybernetic eye that never died out, walked over wearing a white robe trimmed with gold.

Among the twelve, the man at the lead turned his head.

This was a gaunt young man, wearing a monocle that kept flashing with formulas, all ten of his fingers modified into calibration probes full of sci-fi elements.

"Currently, our win rate is 78%," the gaunt young man replied. "Ian and Kent's skills haven't been fully applied yet, the win rate will be more accurate then."

These twelve were the Illuminati of Heaven's Judgment Building, composed of analysts and prophets, responsible for intelligence gathering and future prediction.

"Lord Solaris!" The other eleven, seeing the silver-haired elder, hurriedly greeted him.

"Don't mind me, just continue with your work." The silver-haired elder waved his hand dismissively.

"Yes!"

"The win rate is too low..." Solaris turned to look at the gaunt young man, his expression grave. "That building is unimaginably strong."

Three against one. If they truly let the Mad King Building hold out, then the Mad King Building would be the first to claim two points. That advantage was far too great.

With such a huge starting advantage, the possibility of the Mad King Building winning this round's laurels would become extremely high.

This was a Building War, not an ordinary game. Lose an ordinary game, and at most some people died. But lose a Building War, they dared not even think about what would become of Heaven's Judgment Building.

"Ah, I kind of understand those monsters' situation now." The gaunt young man sighed.

He was the manager of the Illuminati. Half of the edicts in the Heaven's Judgment Code revolved around the "Illuminati," and the other half were about predictive abilities.

Only he knew what a tough nut the Mad King Building was to crack.

Edict One - The Illuminati Brain: Mentally communicate with all Illuminati members.

Edict Two - The Illuminati Hand: Interpret and utilize the edicts of Illuminati members.

Edict Three - The Illuminati Wrist: Simultaneously use multiple edicts from Illuminati members.

Heaven's Judgment Building was very fond of this kind of guild playstyle. Although only basic Heaven's Judgment edicts could produce a combined effect and unleash world-destroying power, if the brain was sharp enough and the inscribed edicts were perfect enough, they could still unleash incredible power.

Of course, these edicts couldn't just be written casually; there were also restrictions.

This touched on the core gameplay of Heaven's Judgment Building, which was very complicated.

"Hey, wait, the win rate is rising!" The gaunt young man's expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"What's the variable?" Solaris quickly asked.

"It's the Evil King Building players!" The gaunt young man said with great joy. "The current win rate is 93%!"

The silver-haired elder abruptly turned his head, his gaze instantly locking onto a group of somewhat special Evil King Building players.

It was a seven-person team, dressed extremely impressively, their clothes at least Uncommon grade.

And although this was a team, the members were all very far apart from each other, as if they were on guard against one another.

These seven moved extremely fast. After reaching the bottom of the Mad King Building, they leaped up and jumped straight into the first-floor corridor.

"Perfectly timed!" Solaris exclaimed in admiration.

The seven had passed through the net of firepower to get in, an exceptionally perilous feat.

"It's begun!" The gaunt young man laughed. "As long as the momentum takes shape, we can break through the defenses from the inside!"

His gaze flickered, looking towards the other Evil King Building players, then refocused on the Mad King Building's first floor.

The line of fire was like a waterfall, but his vision penetrated through it, and he just so happened to see the first-floor patrol team clashing with the seven Evil King Building players.