Chapter 466: A War Without Suspense (Part 3)
"The Fallen Whisperer - Guy Latoti" is an extraordinary human from ancient times who fell due to the curse of the God of Death. Before his fall, he had no godhood, no divine power, and was not good at fighting.
But no matter how mediocre the Whisperer is (compared to other evil gods)... this thing is still an ancient mythological creature that carries the power of the curse of the righteous god of death and squeezes into the circle of evil gods. Its messengers who descend to the material plane are still an existence that crushes all living beings.
The confidence of the "Whisperer" sect also stems from this - having monopolized the "mainstream belief" of the upper class of Taqiya Territory for two hundred years, the number of "Whisperer" gods' carriers is so large that third-rate sects such as the "Joy Sect", "Toya Sect" and "Eternal Life Sect" are far behind!
At 4:30 in the afternoon of the alien world time, many parts of the outer wall of Creek City were occupied by the undead army, and even four of the twelve arrow towers in the direction of the main gate were occupied by the undead.
The defending generals were like gamblers who had lost all their money, desperately driving the soldiers in the city who had not yet recovered their strength onto the city walls; with a large number of soldiers fighting desperately, although they were unable to recapture all the lost positions at once, they at least controlled the speed of the collapse of the city wall defense line.
The section of the city wall below the four arrow towers became the first line of battle where the two sides were in a tense stalemate.
Girl Gala and the ranger and wizard players in the team climbed up to one of the arrow towers that fell into the hands of the players. They cast skills down the arrow tower to provide fire cover for their knights and warriors, while staring from above at the NPC defenders who were piled on the city wall and fighting bravely with the players.
After staring at him for a while, Jialuo's eyes suddenly lit up and she shouted in the team channel: "Brother Yao, Brother Yao, pay attention! Behind the third NPC on your right at the seven o'clock position on your left, that NPC can't hold on! I saw him almost fall down just now!"
"Hurry up, the other NPCs are taking this monster to the back!"
Without saying anything, he immediately ordered the nearby warrior players to charge and the knight players to use shield attacks to control the situation. He also called on a few nimble walker players to join him in preparing to capture people...
The warrior and knight players worked together to break through the defenders' gap. Give Me Medicine immediately led the team to rush in first and snatched the exhausted soldier who was being pulled back by his comrades...
"stop!"
"You damn undead bastards!!"
The defending soldiers were furious and tried desperately to rush over to rescue their companions, but they were blocked by the knight players holding shields and could only shout and curse angrily.
The walls of Creek City were very wide, but no matter how spacious they were, with hundreds of undead and hundreds of soldiers piled up at the same time, and reinforcements from both sides coming in an endless stream, there was not much space left for maneuvering; soon, the unfortunate soldier who was dragged away by the undead was carried out of the battle zone, and his comrades could not even see their shadow.
The players who grabbed the prisoners didn't care how much the NPCs cursed at them. They quickly removed the prisoners' equipment with a smile on their faces, and arranged for the transportation team of clumsy players and inexperienced players who were of little use in the battle to hoist the prisoners down the city wall and send them to their own backyard...
"Watch carefully above, don't let go of any suspicious targets!"
Give me some medicine to encourage the ranged player hanging on the arrow tower, and continue to excitedly engage in the hand-to-hand combat on the position.
Similar situations frequently occurred under the four arrow towers occupied by players.
The three court mages guarding the resurrection point of the Undead Army looked expressionlessly at the transport brigade that was going against the flow in the resurrected army, carrying prisoners and running happily back to the rear, with the corners of their mouths twitching slightly.
The fragile skeleton bodies and limited combat power, which is only slightly stronger than that of a farmer who has participated in basic militia training, determine that it is difficult for the undead army to sweep the enemy with ease.
However, their immortality and obsession with spoils and prisoners still allow the Undead Army to maintain a high frequency and effectively reduce the enemy's manpower - any enemy that they catch is basically doomed to fail on this battlefield.
The Creek City defenders, whose numbers were not much less than those of the Undead, had lost more than 3,000 men abducted by the Undead during the nearly four hours since the start of the war...If these soldiers were not fighting in their home turf with city walls to defend, the three court mages had no doubt that the army would mutiniate because they could not bear such a level of casualties.
Weber was shaking his head and sighing when he suddenly felt a slight pain in his nerves. He looked up in the direction of the city gate in astonishment.
Sadir, whose perception was no less than Weber's, suddenly raised his head and gazed solemnly into the distance over the city.
Yang Qiu had already prepared for the enemy's crazy counterattack. He noticed the clues from the reactions of the two highly perceptive illusionists and immediately turned his gaze over.
On the city wall, above the four arrow towers that had been occupied by the undead, four visible ripples suddenly appeared in the void dozens of meters high, slowly spreading out like the surface of water after stones were thrown into it.
Below the ripples, the Creek City defenders who were desperately attacking the Undead positions and trying to retake the arrow tower suddenly fell down in rows like wheat cut by a sickle.
"How can this be possible!"
"stop!"
Weber and Sadier shouted angrily almost at the same time and flew into the air subconsciously.
"Wait." Yang Qiu stretched out his hand and pressed lightly, using his mental field to pull the two illusionists back to the ground.
"It may be inconvenient for you two to take action, so let me do it."
Without waiting for the two illusionists to speak, a large amount of black mist-like dark energy surged out from around Yang Qiu, lifting his body and flying rapidly over the city wall.
The player who just ran out of the resurrection point happened to see this scene: "What the hell?! Lao Yang wants to steal the monster again??"
The army of players who were defending the arrow tower saw the defending NPCs suddenly fall down in large numbers. They were arguing whether there was a bug in the server, when they saw a strange NPC in a black robe suddenly appear among the fallen defending soldiers.
"What the hell? In a siege battle, there is a way to fight the BOSS in the next stage after reaching a certain level?" The person who led the team to guard the tower was stunned while I was taking medicine.
"Never mind, hurry up and pick up the equipment, don't let the system wipe it out!" Most of the players didn't care about this, and they squatted down and shouted to pick up the weapons dropped by the defending NPCs.
Give me some medicine. After all, I am the leader and I have to be responsible for the team. I stared vigilantly at the black-robed NPC who suddenly "refreshed"——
Then he was sent back to the resurrection point.
“What the hell?!”
Before he could come to his senses after taking the medicine, a series of "F*ck" and "F*ck" sounds rang out from behind him. Countless players instantly appeared at the resurrection point and squeezed him out...
Yang Qiu flew over the city wall and forcibly sent away all the players on and off the wall.
This kind of rough operation was not Yang Qiu's original intention, but if he had moved a little slower, the players under the four arrow towers and the players climbing the city wall might have suffered psychological trauma...
The next second after the players who faced the mysterious man in black robes were sent away, the cultists who had quietly climbed onto the city wall had completed the sacrifice.
It was a sacrifice made at the cost of the lives of thousands of defenders who were struggling to retake the four arrow towers.
The "black-robed NPC" who gave me the medicine and looked at it recklessly began to expand in size the next moment the player was teleported away, and the wide black robe was broken into pieces. In the blink of an eye, it was deformed into a flesh-and-blood monster with pale skin, blood vessels and blue veins under the skin, but still barely maintaining a human form, which would make people lose their SAN value at a glance.
And this...is not the end.
The deformed flesh and blood monster swelled at an incredible speed. Exaggerated cracks appeared on its pale cortex. Like a balloon filled with too much water, it burst with a "bang".
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, splashing on the bodies of the defending soldiers who fell to the ground.
The bodies of the soldiers who had just been killed began to melt rapidly...
And in the process of melting, they merge with each other...
The flesh and blood that had lost their souls seemed to still have life. They merged, intertwined, and pieced together, forming the outline of some terrifying monster at an extremely fast speed...
“It’s disgusting.”
Yang Qiu raised the dragon bone staff and pointed it at the huge, rapidly wriggling mass of flesh and blood closest to him.
The surging dark energy around him, which could be observed with the naked eye, condensed into a huge half-body shadow of a demon, whose head alone was taller than the arrow tower. It opened its mouth wide and roared as it rushed towards the target.
"Forbidden Magic: Dark Devouring"
The phantom of a giant demon made of pure dark energy opened its huge mouth of the abyss, which was only slightly smaller than the city gate, and bit down fiercely.
The flesh and blood of hundreds of soldiers, half of the arrow tower, and even part of the top of the city wall were devoured by the demon's phantom.
When the shadow of the great demon that had finished devouring it dissipated, only a huge half-moon-shaped gap that was dozens of meters wide, more than four meters and nearly five meters high, which almost bit through the wall, remained on the city wall...
Yang Qiu, floating above the city wall, pointed the dragon bone staff at the next place where the flesh and blood monster merged, and dark energy of astonishing volume and even more astonishing purity surged around him again.
The "Forbidden Magic: Dark Devouring" was performed at a frequency of once every five seconds. In less than twenty seconds in total, four half-moon-shaped gaps appeared on the city wall, which were several times wider than the city gates.
Among the four half-broken arrow towers, the one that was most seriously affected collapsed with a loud bang.
Tens of thousands of players who had just run back to the battlefield cursing looked up at this scene in confusion.
At the back of the battlefield, the two illusionists who were left behind by Yang Qiu to "watch over the situation" and the fire mage who did not get involved were stunned.
On the city wall, the defending soldiers who were not affected by the sacrifice had just reacted to the collective disappearance of the Undead army and the harm of their comrades by unknown forces, when they witnessed such a shocking scene. Even the commander who was sitting on the city gate was unable to react. All of them stared blankly at the four sections of the city wall defense line that were in name only and could be climbed over into the city with a single jump.
The battlefield at the city gate, where tens of thousands of people gathered, was completely silent.
“Hiss——” The one who gave me medicine took a breath , “Old Yang is so awesome?!”
Jialuo touched her chest and said with lingering fear: "Damn it, it's a good thing I didn't follow Hal and his group of funny NPCs to push Lao Yang when Exile Town sent out the rebellion mission, otherwise it would be a big deal."
