thenovelthief Chapter 402 - 91: A Human Wave of Super-Tanky Undead Soldiers, All with 100,000 HP?
Chapter 402 - 91: A Human Wave of Super-Tanky Undead Soldiers, All with 100,000 HP?
"Say..."
A Lord Player beside him suddenly spoke up, a hint of confusion in his voice:
"Aren’t you guys going to help Lord Tingfeng?"
"Oh, wait, no. According to you guys, shouldn’t it be, ’Aren’t you going to help His Majesty the Emperor?’"
Hearing this, a Divine Chosen Soldier gripped his long spear, his gaze fixed resolutely on the figure below the wall. His tone was firm:
"There’s no need."
An old native veteran next to him stroked his beard and added:
"His Majesty, Lord Tingfeng, gave us clear orders before he left. We are to defend this wall to the death and not abandon our posts."
"This is our duty, and we must obey it strictly."
Another young Divine Chosen Soldier picked up the conversation, his eyes filled with absolute trust in Qin Feng:
"His Majesty said that as long as it’s not an enemy with siege engines trying to break through the walls, or flying creatures trying to sneak into the Empire’s territory from the air amidst the chaos, we are not to interfere, no matter what they do beyond the border."
"As for this enemy army before us..."
He paused, watching as Qin Feng single-handedly swept through the thousands of soldiers, a trace of admiration in his voice:
"There’s no need for us to act at all. His Majesty, Lord Tingfeng, is more than enough to handle all of them by himself."
"Just by properly defending the city, we are giving His Majesty the best support we can."
Hearing this, the Lord Players instantly fell silent, their faces a mask of conflict:
’This is bad!’
’If Lord Tingfeng handles all of them by himself, doesn’t that mean we won’t get a chance to farm any points?’
’We can’t just jump in and fight alongside him, can we? Look at Lord Tingfeng’s damage output! His Arrow Rain kills them in droves! We can’t even get a single kill!’
’But if we launch an attack on our own and get counter-attacked by the enemy, our Divine Chosen Soldiers will definitely suffer heavy losses. In the end, it wouldn’t be worth it...’
Another Lord Player sighed heavily, his face full of regret:
"Sigh!"
’If I’d known, I would have chosen to defend a different city. There’s no room for us to do anything here!’
A Lord Player next to him immediately chimed in:
"It’s not too late to go now!"
"Lord Tingfeng already made the Teleportation technology from the Kingdom of Ventecenia available throughout the nation! We can just use a Teleportation Array to head to another border city and provide support right away!"
The eyes of the Lord Player who had sighed earlier lit up:
"Eh?"
"Is that so?"
"Then let’s hurry up and go farm points somewhere else!"
"..."
As everyone was discussing, the distant roar of Magic faintly echoed from the horizon.
Apparently, siege battles of varying scales had already erupted in the other border cities of the Holy Empire.
Without Qin Feng personally overseeing them, the armies of the Holy Empire, under orders to "hold fast and not sally forth," were tenaciously defending against the enemy attacks from behind their sturdy walls.
「On the northern front.」 The bitter wind howled, and the swirling snow provided natural cover for the Undead Army.
This Undead Legion, commanded by Arthas, boasted a spectacular lineup. Skeleton Mages chanted Ice Cold Spells, Skeleton Swordsmen brandished their rusted yet incredibly sharp longswords, and Skeleton Archers nocked arrows and drew their bows, ready to fire. The warhorses of the Black Knights spewed emerald-green flames, and a dense aura of death swirled around the Slaughter Warriors.
As a swarm-type race that feared no death and could continuously multiply its numbers by killing enemies, the Undead Army’s fighting style had always been aggressive.
They surged toward the enemy like a tide, completely disregarding their own casualties, clearly intending to trade lives with the foreign players’ Divine Chosen Army.
What was even more terrifying was that the Undead Army was also benefiting from multiple buffs.
Nearby, Qin Feng’s Bloodthirsty Clone, benefiting from the Imperial Expedition state, continuously cast the War Blessing skill, providing them with a powerful Attribute Amplification and Life Value Bonus.
Stacked with the bonuses from the two titles, Heaven’s Chosen Ruler and Void Realm Annihilator, and supplemented by the attack and defense buffs from various Legion Battle Banner treasures, every single Undead Soldier had a stable Life Value of around 100,000, along with ridiculously high Attack and Defense Attributes.
Such an absurd amount of Blood Volume, combined with explosive damage output and defense, left the foreign Divine Chosen Soldiers, who had just over 10,000 Life Value, in the dust. They were completely unable to effectively kill the Undead Soldiers.
What was even more deadly was that the Bloodthirsty Clone, a copy of Qin Feng, had been manipulating things from the edge of the battlefield.
It was constantly using the Invincible Passive of the Highland Bloodline skill to refresh its Necromancer Skills, then casting Awakening the Dead to make the fallen corpses rise again. At the same time, it used Nagash’s Gaze to convert enemy troops into Undead Soldiers and continuously summoned powerful Extraordinary Level Undead Soldiers with the Land of Corruption skill.
And so, Arthas stood at the front lines in his Black Armor, his Rune Sword pointed to the sky. The Skeleton Mages chanted in unison as icy-blue Undead Magic weaved through the air, instantly freezing swathes of charging enemy soldiers.
The Skeleton Swordsmen charged through the deep snow. With every slash of their rusted longswords, the armor of the foreign Divine Chosen Soldiers shattered like paper. Even if they managed a desperate block, the immense force would break their arms.
The Skeleton Archers formed a dense arrow formation in the rear. Their arrows pierced through the snowstorm, accurately finding the throats of the enemy. Each volley claimed dozens of lives.
The Undead warhorses of the Black Knights neighed as they trampled through the snow, their iron hooves crushing enemy corpses. The spears in the Knights’ hands were like the scythes of the Death God, unstoppable wherever they went.
The aura of death surrounding the Slaughter Warriors shattered the enemy soldiers’ morale. They were terrified before they even fought. Many even collapsed to the ground, only to be mercilessly reaped by the Undead Soldiers charging from behind.
The Undead Soldiers, with their 100,000 Blood Volume, were like moving fortresses. The attacks of the foreign Divine Chosen Soldiers landed on them, dealing only negligible damage.
Meanwhile, every attack from the Undead Army easily tore through the enemy’s defenses. On top of that, the Bloodthirsty Clone continuously used skills to summon new Extraordinary Undead, and fallen Undead Soldiers were reactivated by Awakening the Dead. The battlefield had turned into a completely one-sided slaughter.
Under the fierce assault of the Undead Army, the enemy forces fell back again and again, their screams drowned out by the blizzard and the sounds of battle. They were utterly powerless to fight back.
However, on the northern front, aside from the screams of the foreign enemies, the most piercing sounds were the enraged, on-the-verge-of-a-breakdown roars from the foreign players.
One of the foreign players was yelling the loudest:
"FUCK!!!"
"WHAT THE HELL ARE THESE DAMN UNDEAD SOLDIERS!!!"
"A Skeleton Swordsman with 100,000 Blood Volume!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! It’s wearing this crappy default Bone Armor, but its Defense Power makes it even tankier than my goddamn Heavy Armor General!"
A foreign player next to him also roared:
"Just fucking rename it the Necromancer General at this point!!!"
"How can you even call that a Skeleton Swordsman!!! This is fucking ridiculous to the extreme!!!"
"AND THE KEY THING IS!!!"
"This son of a bitch’s Blood Volume and Attributes are already this outrageous!!!"
"And they’re *still* using a human-wave tactic with the numbers of a normal Undead Legion!!!"
"DAMN IT!!!"
"It’s a human wave made up entirely of super-tanky Undead Soldiers that start at 100,000 Blood Volume!!!"
"How the hell are we supposed to play this!?"
"Play this? FUCK YOU!"
Just then, a foreign player who was staring intently at the battlefield seemed to have discovered a crucial clue. He quickly reported in a low voice on the team channel:
"Wait!"
"Guys!"
"I noticed something’s not right!"
"These Undead Soldiers seem to be focused only on defending this border fortress. As soon as our Divine Chosen Army retreats beyond the fortress’s attack range, they immediately stop chasing and show no intention of expanding outwards!"
He paused, his tone hesitant as he asked:
"I’m just saying... why don’t we temporarily retreat for now?"
"We can wait until the Lord Players on the other fronts completely conquer their border fortresses and come over to support us!"
"Then we can gather all our forces and charge in one go to take out these ridiculously strong Undead Soldiers?"
"Fighting like this now!"
"Our small harassment squad, made up of just a few thousand Lord Players, stands no chance against their ridiculously powerful main force!"