HPDBC Chapter 103 That man has arrived!
Chapter 103 That man has arrived!
Zhaocheng, North Gate.
The flames of war have turned the sky a gray-red color.
"Hold on! Mage squad, manage your mana! Third and fourth waves, prepare to relieve the front lines!"
Yueying stood atop the city wall, her voice hoarse from shouting for so long.
A bloody gash appeared on her fair cheek; it was from being grazed by the resentment attached to an arrow while trying to dodge a sneak attack from an "undead archer."
Beneath the city walls, an endless black tide surged.
Skeleton soldiers, zombies, vengeful spirits, stitched-together monsters... tens of thousands of undead creatures fearlessly charged towards the city gates and walls.
The dense aura of death was almost tangible, making the temperature at the entire North Gate feel like the dead of winter.
The defense line formed by the players is like a fragile dam in a raging sea, which could collapse at any moment.
"Commander! The western defense line is about to collapse! There are too many necromancers; they keep summoning!"
Yueying gritted her teeth and glanced at the constantly refreshing messages in the guild channel.
This is not a welfare task at all!
The current player base in Zhaocheng simply cannot hold out for long!
The monsters range in level from 10 to 20, and their numbers are overwhelming.
The most disgusting thing is the necromancer mixed in with the monsters; they can constantly resurrect dead skeletons.
With this ebb and flow, the defense line was compressed tighter and tighter.
Just now, next to the blood-red moon above the North Gate, on the distant horizon, a vast expanse of golden light suddenly rose.
The light was domineering and intense, like a sun rising from the ground, illuminating half the sky as if it were daytime.
At that very moment, the monsters' siege froze for three seconds in a bizarre manner.
Those precious three seconds gave the collapsing defenses a brief respite.
But it only lasted three seconds.
The monsters then became even more frenzied, as if venting some kind of anger at being interrupted.
Before Yueying could think any further, a new crisis had already emerged.
"roar--!"
A deep roar came from behind the monstrous tide.
A gigantic monster, ten meters tall and stitched together from countless wreckage and corpses, charged toward the city gate with heavy steps.
With each step it took, the earth trembled.
"An elite! A stitched-together monstrosity!"
"Quick! Focus fire! Don't let it get close to the city gate!"
The commanders on the city wall were shouting at the top of their lungs.
Countless arrows and spells rained down on the stitched giant, but they couldn't even break its skin effectively.
At this time, most of the adventurers participating in the defense of the city were around level 15.
The highest level isn't even 20!
Facing a level 20 elite monster is too difficult!
The brave adventurers were not given much time to react.
The giant stitched monster simply raised its foot and stomped!
The earth trembled violently.
All adventurers who were casting spells had their skills immediately interrupted.
Even in close combat, I felt somewhat unsteady on my feet, and my movement slowed down.
One control skill, and dozens of adventurers were taken away in an instant!
However, this is not the end.
The stitched monster let out a roar and then charged toward the city gate!
"It's over..."
Yueying clenched her fists, preparing to order a retreat.
If this happens, the north gate of Zhaocheng will surely fall!
Compared to experience, my life is more important!
At this critical moment.
A voice that no one had anticipated pierced through the chaotic battlefield.
It was not thunder, nor was it a roar.
Instead, it was an extremely clear and melodious sword cry.
"Zheng—!"
The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to ring directly in everyone's ears, instantly drowning out the howls of the undead and the clash of weapons.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely dazzling golden stream of light tore through the dark sky!
Extremely fast, extremely domineering!
Before everyone's horrified eyes, the golden streak of light arrived in an instant, without the slightest pause.
With a posture that seemed to pierce through the heavens and earth, it precisely pierced the back of the stitched giant and burst out from its massive chest!
"puff--!"
Dark green, foul-smelling blood, mixed with countless broken pieces of corpses and resentment, gushed out like a volcanic eruption.
Time seemed to have been paused at that moment.
The stitched giant lowered its head, composed of dozens of skulls, and stared incredulously at the enormous, transparent hole in its chest, the edges of which sizzled from being burned by golden flames.
Its twisted, gigantic mouth opened as if to let out a final roar, but only spewed out a plume of black smoke.
Immediately, its massive body collapsed to its knees, then disintegrated inch by inch, turning into dust that dissipated into the air.
One strike!
Sold out instantly!
The level 20 elite that had just left thousands of players helpless and on the verge of despair is gone just like that?
A deathly silence fell upon the city walls.
Everyone forgot about fighting, forgot about breathing, and they all raised their heads in unison, looking in the direction from which the golden streak of light had come.
Beneath the greyish-red sky, a figure hovered in mid-air, standing on an ancient cyan flying sword.
He wore an exquisite black Taoist robe, his black hair fluttering slightly in the deathly wind, his expression indifferent.
It was as if that earth-shattering sword strike had merely been flicked away as a speck of dust.
Beside him, the golden Jade Emperor Sword, which had just annihilated the stitched giant, was humming, radiating a divine power that was too terrifying to look directly at.
"It's...it's him!"
Yueying breathed a long sigh of relief.
She subconsciously felt that once that man arrived, all problems would be solved.
"Holy crap! He can fly? Is that a skill players can have?"
"That...that sword strike just now...it instantly killed the elite boss?"
"Brothers, I feel like... we're about to get this party started!"
After a brief silence, a thunderous roar of exclamations and discussions erupted from the city walls.
In the eyes of countless players, despair turned into fervor.
Even the city lord, Gao De, the NPC who had always been calm and collected, stopped shouting at this moment.
He looked up at Chen You in the sky, his eyes filled with a shock far beyond that of ordinary players.
Chen You ignored any noise from the city wall.
The reason I came by sword was not to show off, but simply to get a better overview of the whole situation.
In terms of speed alone, flying on a sword and riding a rabbit are actually about the same.
This was his first time flying on a sword, so he specifically chose the Ascension Sword, which has a wider blade.
His gaze calmly swept over the undead army below, which resembled a black ocean.
These are all experiences!
Chen You stood on the cyan flying sword, simply pointing his fingers forward with a gentle flick.
"Buzz!"
The golden Jade Emperor Sword hovering beside him let out a joyful sword cry and instantly split in two, becoming two identical divine swords.
Immediately afterwards, Chen You poured his spiritual power into it without reservation.
The second move of the Heaven-Shattering Sword Technique – Chaotic Stars!
In an instant, the two Jade Emperor Swords transformed into two golden death tornadoes, carrying terrifying howls that tore through space, and charged fiercely into the densely packed army of undead below, one from the left and one from the right!
That wasn't a fight at all!
That was a massacre!
It's harvesting!
The two golden tornadoes, composed of countless sword lights, were like two super meat grinders that had been started.
They advanced wildly through the Sea of the Dead with a savage and unreasonable attitude!
Wherever the sword light passed, it struck both the tough skeletons and the slow-moving zombies.
The moment they came into contact with that golden sword light, they were cut into their most primitive fragments and then completely evaporated by the spiritual power attached to the sword!
"Crunch... crunch..."
The sound of bones cracking echoed continuously, sending chills down one's spine.
The dying cries of the undead were completely swallowed up by the raging storm of sword energy before they could even be heard.
The players stared in disbelief at the breathtaking scene unfolding below the city.
Then I looked again at the figure in the air, its clothes fluttering in the wind.
"This...this is so cool..."
A young adventurer muttered to himself, unaware that his weapon had slipped from his hand and fallen to the ground.