AT LAST I have done it. Legendary has been conquered. It took me weeks of holding down shift to place blocks over ledges but I have been successful. My tour of duty saw me killing things every way you could imagine. I've suffocated spiders with sand, punched creepers off cliffs, trapped skeletons and zombies in water until the bubbles stopped. I've pummelled pigmen with my bare hands, harpooned ghasts to a vengeful, arrow filled grave. I've even torn up the very earth on which I stood and bashed it repeatedly against the distorted faces of my foes until there groans of pain are the only thing that give away what they once were. There was seemingly no end to the means I would resort to in order to retrieve every last piece of coloured wool.
But it was not all glory and success. After reaching the black wool and safely escorting it back to the victory monument I was ready to call it quits. I had rushed to the face of evil and had no desire to return to intersection five and finish what I started. I'd been to hell and back and lived. With the most difficult wool in my possession I could claim to have won couldn't I? Alas I was mistaken. The game taunted me. Every time I told myself I had won the little voice from beyond the veil laughed back at me. So I was lured back to finish what had begun so many weeks ago. But I was rested and strengthened. I brushed aside the box and taco like so many zombies before me.
With legendary now a vacant shell, littered with the remains of my victims, I retired to the sunburnt islands, content to relax. My sword was heavy and notched by the bones of skeletons. My helmet battered by the blows of zombies. My boots stained with spider ichors, crushed underfoot. My armour dulled and ash blown from creepers who had come too close.
The suns of those sandy islands offered no respite. Again the call of battle needed me to accept the charges. But after legendary the mindless rabble of the sunburnt islands offered little resistance. Even their nether fortress was smote with ease.
Now I lie dormant, awaiting the next bastion of evil that dares to challenge me.
Now onto a more serious note: Legendary was seriously incredible. I had never thought that minecraft's rather limited combat system could hold for me such room for improvement. I have few words to say against the seventh instalment of super hostile and here they are.
Fluffy bunnies of joy: Yeah it was hard but it wasn't really very interesting especially when you compare it to its closest brother which is probably the nether fortress in sunburn island. That one had a rather interesting layout that I really enjoyed. Nether levels in general are preferable to me because normal enemies require spawners so I don't really need to worry about dark places as much.
And that's it. On a side note which do you guys fear more? An inescapable pit of lava or an inescapable void like you find beneath the bedrock. For me its the void but I don't know why.
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AT LAST I have done it. Legendary has been conquered. It took me weeks of holding down shift to place blocks over ledges but I have been successful. My tour of duty saw me killing things every way you could imagine. I've suffocated spiders with sand, punched creepers off cliffs, trapped skeletons and zombies in water until the bubbles stopped. I've pummelled pigmen with my bare hands, harpooned ghasts to a vengeful, arrow filled grave. I've even torn up the very earth on which I stood and bashed it repeatedly against the distorted faces of my foes until there groans of pain are the only thing that give away what they once were. There was seemingly no end to the means I would resort to in order to retrieve every last piece of coloured wool.
But it was not all glory and success. After reaching the black wool and safely escorting it back to the victory monument I was ready to call it quits. I had rushed to the face of evil and had no desire to return to intersection five and finish what I started. I'd been to hell and back and lived. With the most difficult wool in my possession I could claim to have won couldn't I? Alas I was mistaken. The game taunted me. Every time I told myself I had won the little voice from beyond the veil laughed back at me. So I was lured back to finish what had begun so many weeks ago. But I was rested and strengthened. I brushed aside the box and taco like so many zombies before me.
With legendary now a vacant shell, littered with the remains of my victims, I retired to the sunburnt islands, content to relax. My sword was heavy and notched by the bones of skeletons. My helmet battered by the blows of zombies. My boots stained with spider ichors, crushed underfoot. My armour dulled and ash blown from creepers who had come too close.
The suns of those sandy islands offered no respite. Again the call of battle needed me to accept the charges. But after legendary the mindless rabble of the sunburnt islands offered little resistance. Even their nether fortress was smote with ease.
Now I lie dormant, awaiting the next bastion of evil that dares to challenge me.
Now onto a more serious note: Legendary was seriously incredible. I had never thought that minecraft's rather limited combat system could hold for me such room for improvement. I have few words to say against the seventh instalment of super hostile and here they are.
Fluffy bunnies of joy: Yeah it was hard but it wasn't really very interesting especially when you compare it to its closest brother which is probably the nether fortress in sunburn island. That one had a rather interesting layout that I really enjoyed. Nether levels in general are preferable to me because normal enemies require spawners so I don't really need to worry about dark places as much.
And that's it. On a side note which do you guys fear more? An inescapable pit of lava or an inescapable void like you find beneath the bedrock. For me its the void but I don't know why.