Chapter 464: Bloody Battle in the Nest City!
"hiss--!!!"
Having received the gift of Chaos Blood, tens of millions of God's Chosen Rats raised their heads at the same time and let out a shrill hiss!
The mental shock formed by countless evil thoughts was like an invisible hammer that hit Gaunt's domain that had not yet been fully formed!
The scorching air instantly became cold and sticky.
The endless sea of sand that had just appeared in the mortal world, under the wriggling waves of flesh and blood and the roar that seemed to pierce the soul, melted quickly like an ice crystal falling into magma!
Looking at the rapidly fading field, Gunter's usually calm face showed a look of horror for the first time.
His field -
It was interrupted! ?
This is the first time since he entered the demigod realm that his domain cannot be expanded.
Even when competing with other demigods, at most the domains of both sides would erode each other, but there has never been such a situation of complete coverage.
What is even more unbelievable is that the guy who blocked his territory was actually just a master-level transcendent!
"Hahahaha! Are you surprised?"
Silas looked at Gaunt with a sharp sneer, his twisted smile burning with madness, like a rat that had finally climbed to the top of the food chain.
"In my lord's hive, I am invincible. No one can defeat me! Remember my name! The one who puts an end to your legend is Lord Silas!"
Amidst the sharp roars, an endless tide of rats rolled in waves of gray-black flesh.
The huge rats began to glow with scarlet light as if they were under a spell of frenzy.
They've gotten stronger!
Some of the God-chosen rats even broke through the bottleneck of the platinum level and reached the diamond level.
The only difference between them and true diamond-level powerhouses is probably that they possess power for too short a time and are forever bound to this nest city.
"Roar!" A huge rat roared, desire burning in its eyes, and ran towards Gaunt.
Looking at the horde of rats running towards him on all fours, a serious expression finally appeared on Gaunt's face, and he tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.
Although Silas's strength is only at the Grandmaster level, he relied on the enthusiasm of tens of thousands of God's Chosen Rats to build a territory called the Nest City!
In this land completely polluted by Chaos, his sacrifices were almost endless. Even if he could kill them all, the evil spirits wandering in the sky would immediately fill the earth and infuse into those crazy corpses of flesh and blood.
Just when Gunter was feeling extremely difficult, a majestic voice suddenly came from the distant sky. The low and ancient voice sounded like a dragon's roar.
"——The dead are resurrected!"
Gaunt was slightly stunned.
Dragon language?
He didn't understand the meaning of the growl, but at the same moment the voice fell, a pitch-black ripple suddenly swept across the battlefield.
A strange scene also happened at this time.
Wherever the ripples passed, the corpses of countless God-chosen rats suddenly opened their eyes and stood up shakily from the ground.
The dark green soul fire replaced the scarlet that had not yet dissipated from their pupils. They were no longer bloodthirsty minions of Chaos, but had become undead undead!
The God-chosen rats who were eating were obviously startled. They didn't expect that their food would suddenly open its eyes and look at them.
They didn't move at all, like empty shells. After all, their souls had been greedily extracted by Urgos's sharp claws at the moment of their death.
However, it was Urgos's greed that gave Luo Yan the opportunity to take advantage of.
These newly born undead can be used to infuse the players' souls and serve as containers for soul mirroring!
At the same time, all the players standing in front of the cemetery crystal ball saw a pop-up window that made them ecstatic.
[Limited time experience event: Rat Death has started! ]
[Activity Objective: Play as the Undead Rat under the command of the Demon Lord, kill Silas and his Chaos Rat servants, and offer a sacrifice called death to the Demon Lord!
Demon King: "The Claws of Eternal Hunger are trying to devour our world! Let those evil spirits who are unwilling to sleep forever return to where they belong!"
The moment they saw the pop-up window, the players were instantly excited, as it reminded them of the copy they had experienced in Xuebang before.
"Holy crap! A new limited-time trial card for a new race?"
"Awesome! This body is much stronger than the skeleton soldiers!"
"I feel so damn strong now!"
“Ahhh! Brothers, for the Demon King, for the tribe… Ugh, for the cemetery! Charge!”
The new event instantly attracted countless players to sign up enthusiastically.
At the same time they signed up, their souls were pulled away from their original bodies and floated into the crystal ball on the teleportation array in the cemetery.
The other end of the teleportation array was connected to the edge of the battlefield. Luo Yan, holding a crystal ball, was standing there, gazing at the battlefield shrouded in dark clouds with a smile on his face.
What a coincidence.
He also happens to have a group of souls from another world in his hands. Although they are not as twisted as these guys, they are still comparable in terms of abstraction.
Rays of dark green soul fire floated out from the crystal ball in Luo Yan's hand, passed through the sky above the battlefield, and were injected into those empty shell-like bodies.
The soul fire burning in the pupils of those giant undead rats burned even more vigorously.
One of the giant undead rats that was being torn apart by countless rats suddenly woke up, grabbed the battle axe on the ground, swept forward and chopped an unsuspecting God's Chosen Rat into two pieces!
"roar--!"
Tens of thousands of "player undead" roared with excitement.
With a fearless attitude, they launched the most ferocious attack on those twisted and ugly Chaos Rats.
Undead giant rats were constantly submerged in the rat tide, but with a flash of the pitch-black flame, new undead bodies soon stood up from the ground!
Undead rats and Chaos rats were fighting each other, with broken limbs flying across the battlefield. The bloody scene made everyone hold their breath!
Standing on the altar of flesh and blood, Silas's wild smile finally froze on his face, and a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
This is……
What the hell?
Of course he knew it was necromancy, but he had never heard of a necromancer who could detain so many dead souls!
There might be so many dead souls in other places, but he hasn't started slaughtering in Twilight City yet, so those souls obviously can't come from Twilight City.
The souls of the dead on this battlefield were basically taken away by Urgos as sacrifices, and would not be abducted by that guy at all!
As for the sky?
Then it has nothing to do with this guy!
Where on earth did these souls come from?!
Just when he was puzzled, the black and green waves had formed a realm called death, which was swallowing up the rolling waves under his feet!
He was horrified to find that as the dead undead rats were infused with the souls of the dead that came from nowhere, Urgos's nest city actually showed signs of shrinking!
The expansion of the Chaos Rats depends on gnawing on the flesh and blood of their companions, but now their eating speed has been obviously restricted!
The situation on the battlefield showed signs of turning around at this moment.
The situation that was originally favorable to Chaos was distorted because of the necromancer who appeared on the battlefield at some unknown time!
"You shameless thief! Thief! Those are my rats, my slaves, my corpses! Give them back to me!"
Silas roared.
A dark red spear of chaos condensed in his hand and he threw it fiercely towards the center of the undulating black ripples.
His "hive" had lost its most important regenerative ability, and Urgos, overlooking the land, was humming with dissatisfaction.
He must get rid of this guy as soon as possible!
Whether for the pleasure of Urgos or for his own sake!
The dark red spear drew an arc in the air and slashed fiercely at the man chanting magic, smashing him and the forest beside him into pieces!
That devastating blow left a deep pit a hundred meters wide on the ground, like thunder thrown by a god to the ground!
Silas had a sinister smile on his face, and was about to shout in excitement because of his successful attack, when a golden lightning suddenly rushed towards him across a distance of several kilometers and hit his left shoulder with lightning speed.
"ah!!!"
Silas cried out in pain and was knocked off the altar of flesh and blood by the huge impact force, and fell heavily on the heads of the rats behind him.
A golden arrow pierced his shoulder, and his entire arm lost sensation. The divine blessing seeped into his blood vessels like poison, causing every inch of his flesh and blood to howl in twisted and painful wail.
Silas was shocked and angry. He endured the excruciating pain, grabbed the arrow, pulled it out and threw it on the ground.
The moment the arrow hit the ground, it turned into a piece of light and dissipated on the altar of blood, flesh and mud, as if it had never existed.
At the same time, on the hills several kilometers away.
Irene, with her flowing silver hair, was holding a longbow, aiming it at the center of the hive city, with golden lightning dancing on her fingertips.
That was the bow and arrow form of the Legend of Light, which had belonged to the Grand Duke of the Duchy of Campbell three hundred years ago, Atlek Campbell.
Like the "longbowmen" of the Green Army, he is also good at using longbows.
However, what he was good at was not shooting unarmed people. In order to protect the people of Campbell, he went deep into the swamp southwest of Thunder City with a longbow and shot the evil dragon entrenched there!
His reputation spread far and wide, and he became one of the heroic souls guarding the Principality of Campbell, and was commemorated and respected by future generations!
When she killed Kailan earlier, Irene's strength was officially promoted to diamond level, reaching the same level as her father, Grand Duke Aaron Campbell!
It was precisely for this reason that when she called upon this power at the cost of her own vitality, the arrow that followed the call far exceeded her own limits, and could even be compared with the full-strength attack of an Amethyst-level powerhouse!
Unfortunately, this arrow was enough to kill the "Dragon Demon Lord" instantly, but it did not send the Chaos God's Chosen One away.
What a pity.
Irene took a deep breath, took off the red potion tied to her belt and took a sip, feeling that the energy and blood she had consumed had recovered a little.
"What a blasphemy..."
Looking at the dark clouds rolling over Dusk City, Quentin Tonglue couldn't help but curse under his breath, with a trace of panic in his eyes.
He had never seen such a horrific Chaos ritual, where an entire city's population was sacrificed to the evil spirits in the void.
He simply couldn't imagine what kind of terrible disaster this horrific ritual would bring to this land once it was completed.
"We are here to eliminate blasphemy." Theresa drew the long sword from her waist and raised it above her head. "Artillery troops, prepare!"
While Irene was looking for another opportunity, Campbell's artillery and the dwarf's artillery pushed the smoothbore cannons and mortars to the front line.
Following the order from the artillery commander, long and thick tongues of fire shot forward, and the shells drew an arc and hit the rat group.
Although the firepower of conventional weapons was slightly weaker for these God-chosen rats, it still caused considerable damage to the rat tide!
The sound of artillery fire in the distance reached the Salvation Army's position, and countless soldiers were instantly cheered up and their morale soared.
"Reinforcements!"
"It's the army of the Duchy of Campbell!"
Inspired by the sound of the cannons, they loaded their flintlock rifles even faster, pouring round after round of bullets at the Chaos Rats who were fighting with the "Holy Spirits".
The sound of artillery fire in the distance also attracted the attention of the hell dwarves, and these wig-wearing dwarves immediately showed surprised expressions on their faces.
"The Mountain Kingdom's artillery?!"
"Demon... Ahem, how did Lord Shenzi get involved with those dwarves?"
"Quick! Push our own treasure up there too! We can't let these idiots, fooled by the Saints, steal the limelight!"
After all, the rocket launcher is a thing of Beifeng City and cannot represent the strength of Shattered Rock Peak!
Everyone talked about it for a long time, and finally the commander of the Hell Dwarf gave an order to push the smoothbore cannons prepared in the rear to the front.
Taking advantage of the gap when the rocket launcher was reloading, the Hell Dwarf artillerymen lit the fuse and shot out long and thick fire dragons towards the Rat Sea.
On the other side, when Quentin Tonglu heard the sound of artillery coming from the Savior Army’s position, an expression of surprise appeared on his face.
What a familiar voice.
But I always feel something is wrong.
The sound of the cannon was neither the deep sound of the Mountain Kingdom, nor the crisp sound of the Hearthfire Kingdom, nor the dull sound of the Mining Alliance.
I can't...
A hell dwarf, huh?
Thinking of this, Quentin had an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
He actually already had the answer in his heart, but looking at the common enemy in front of him, he finally chose to remain silent.
Anyway, this isn't the first time he's done this.
It turns out that it's not just the Hell Dwarves who are flexible; the traditional Dwarves can be flexible as well.
Putting aside beliefs and ideas, they are of the same race, the only difference is that some are bald and some have a lot of hair.
The two armies gathered towards Dusk City, greatly boosting the morale of the defenders.
The kingdom's regular army rushed up the city wall wave after wave, and under the orders of the general and the governor, they fought a desperate battle with the rats, not giving up an inch of ground!
As more and more "Chaos Rats" fall and stand up again as "Undead Rats" and join the ever-expanding realm of death, the balance of victory is gradually tilting towards the side defending order!
Luo Yan has gradually found the trick to control the "field".
He only needs a crystal ball and a teleportation array to complete this huge "death field" and continuously erode Urgos's "hive".
As for the infusion of the souls of the dead—
This is indeed a problem for ordinary necromancers, but it is not a big deal for him who possesses godhood.
His players don't need any helmets, they can just wear VR glasses to enter, the threshold is much lower.
Especially now that he has occupied a certain share of faith in this world, it is no problem for him to wholesale a million-strong army!
Even though these feeble souls lack extraordinary powers to support them, the bodies they control have themselves been home to powerful souls and have been infused with superhuman powers through Chaos rituals.
That's why even a "blank newbie" can control these chaos-amplified flesh and blood, deal tons of physical damage on the battlefield, and experience the feeling of being a superman - oh no, a super rat.
This kind of opportunity is hard to come by. Being able to experience such an exciting "national war" as soon as you enter the game is a huge profit for those young men who are pulled in!
Seeing that the "field of death" still did not stop expanding, Silas gradually realized that his previous thunder-like attack did not hit the target.
His face gradually became ugly.
In particular, the Northern Rescue Army led by Irene also rushed to the battlefield. The roaring artillery sounds coordinated with the ever-expanding death field, little by little prying open the corners of the "Hive City"!
But for the moment he had no time to deal with Irene and her army, because Gaunt, who was wielding a greatsword, was getting closer and closer to him.
That guy seemed to have condoned the existence of the undead around him, and these imperial people who regarded the undead as enemies actually began to adapt!
The dark clouds in the sky kept rolling, and the pupil overlooking the land gradually revealed a hint of anxiety.
Feeling the urging of the Claws of Eternal Hunger, Silas did not dare to delay. He quickly reconnected his consciousness to the altar of flesh and blood beside him, and began to mobilize more power to block the expansion of the realm of death, trying his best to stop Gaunt's charge.
"I'm going to chop you up and make fertilizer!"
"Don't even think about getting near my throne! Don't even think about it--!!"
Silas let out a sharp howl and pointed in the direction of Gaunt, with a scarlet light shooting out from his fingertips.
The light swept away along with the breath of death!
However, just when it was about to touch Gaunt, it was like an iceberg hitting the shore, and was shattered by the whistling sword!
At the same time, a black sun suddenly appeared in the sky, emitting a creepy deathly light.
Feeling the coldness on his scalp, Silas was suddenly startled and looked up at the sky, only to see the black sun crashing towards him.
"boom--!"
The exploding black flames swept across the battlefield that was a hundred meters wide, engulfing his entire altar of flesh and blood in the boiling flames.
Silas, who had just been burned by the holy light, now experienced the baptism of the undead fire. The feeling was so sour, like ice and fire.
"cough--"
Silas barely managed to take the blow and took a step back in embarrassment. However, before he could regain his footing, he heard an unpleasant voice coming from nearby.
"How does it feel? My return gift."
Silas was suddenly startled and almost scared to death. A long black thorn appeared in his right hand and swept towards the direction where the sound came from!
Unfortunately, the whistling blow only chopped off one of the butterfly's wings, which turned into transparent fragments and disappeared in the wind.
Before he could react and figure out what it was, a strong wind swept across the battlefield burning with black flames and headed straight for his face.
It was a pitch-black huge sword!
The boundless sword energy blocked every direction he might escape, as if it wanted to chop his flesh and blood along with his soul into pieces.
"No--" Silas screamed, but he had no time to dodge and was hit by the sword energy.
However, at this moment, a dark bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and struck Silas's head first!
"boom--!"
The raging lightning directly evaporated Silas's flesh and blood, and also shattered the altar burning with black flames beside him.
The violent shock wave spread out in all directions. Gunter held his sword in front of him as a shield to block it, and used the momentum to jump back nearly a hundred meters.
There is a dull pain in the base of the thumb.
The power of that attack far exceeded the limits of mortals, so much so that even he, who possessed demigod-level strength, felt a sense of threat.
Unable to believe that such power actually existed in the world, Gunter quickly raised his head and looked in the direction of Silas, but his pupils shrank in an instant.
Silas was gone.
Including the altar beside him and the mountains of corpses and bones piled on the altar.
Instead, there was a giant rat hundreds of meters tall!
Its body was covered with festering scars, its ugly head touched the black clouds in the sky, and its two rat eyes were like green suns.
The pressure like doomsday suppressed all directions, and those lazy rat eyes were like black holes that swallowed up all hope.
When the Plaguefang Assassins who were attacking the walls of Dusk City saw this scene, they stopped what they were doing, and their faces showed a madness mixed with excitement and fear.
Gerlo!
Gluttonous Rat!!
They trembled and crawled on the ground, offering unprecedented devout prayers to the giant rat that emitted a suffocating stench.
In praise of chaos—
Praise the void!
Lord Gerlo has actually descended into the mortal realm!
The human creatures from Twilight Province actually invited that adult over!
Their excitement at this moment was probably similar to that of the Campbell people far away on the northeast coast of the Whirlpool Sea, who saw the emperor from the Holy City.
Gerlo often sent the Chosen Ones, but he himself came down to play... at least they had never seen that in their short rat lives.
Historically?
Only dwarves remember things from the past, while ratmen never remember that kind of stuff, so they can make it up when needed.
The roar of artillery on the battlefield stopped unconsciously. On the one hand, the ammunition on the front line was used up, and on the other hand, people were stunned.
Looking at the doomsday-like scene, Luo Yan, who was standing on the edge of the battlefield, couldn't help but reveal a surprised expression on his face and muttered to himself in a low voice.
"This is... Urgos himself?"
But--
How is this possible?
Others don’t understand what the void is, but he knows it too well.
He even directly interfered with the civilization process of the two worlds and indirectly influenced a civilization similar to that of the Earth.
However, it was precisely because of this understanding that he was unable to comprehend the scene happening before his eyes...
Logically speaking, the things behind the void cannot get through.
The giant rat, as majestic as a mountain, let out a long, dull burp, and then its lazy gaze crossed the battlefield and fell on Luo Yan.
"I didn't want to come out, but I changed my mind—"
He did not look at Gaunt, nor at the tributes at his feet, nor at the toys roaring in the distance. He only cast an interested glance at someone who was ready to run away at any moment.
His voice was slow.
Like a long burp.
"Who gave you that little gadget?"
(End of this chapter)
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