Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
Chapter 475: Mission in Progress
Balner’s green poison mist was actually necromancy, a plague gas. Enemies killed by this magic would be transformed into undead after a period of time.
The players running at the forefront were basically from the third beta test. They weren’t high-level, and their equipment was poor. Once the poison gas hit them, a large number of them immediately fell.
Seeing this, Balner became smug.
“Soon my undead army will appear. These enemies are just weaklings.”
He was very confident. He raised his snake-head staff and sprayed another wave of plague gas. Enemies were mowed down like wheat. When the undead appeared, he could use the combo spell Corpse Explosion to blow all these overconfident enemies into mugs!
Suffer! Wailing!
Fall under the erosion of the undead army!
The old wizard wore a sinister smile and cackled evilly. However, the enemies’ reaction quickly stopped his laughter.
“Brothers, the enemy has a mage!”
“This guy is calling himself a mage? He’s not even fit to carry shoes for the elves of Emerald Fortress…”
“Beta test warriors, push forward a bit. You have high resistance!”
“Who told you to charge so fast…”
“Attack! Desperate charge, Whirlwind Overlord Slide Kick!”
The players screamed crazily.
They completely ignored their fallen teammates, as they would soon be resurrected from the temporary resurrection crystals in the rear. They stared fanatically at the snake-head staff in Balner’s hand. Not only was the snake head’s design cool, but more importantly, it had its own glowing special effects!
“Kill the mage and get equipment!”
“First come, first served!”
Balner was completely stunned.
What was wrong with this group of people?
Didn’t they see their teammates dying tragically in the plague gas?
Didn’t they even know about the plague gas’s ability to transform into undead?
After much thought, he concluded this was the only reason.
Balner sneered contemptuously. Novices are just novices. How dare they rush forward in a mob without even understanding plague gas? They deserved to die here.
“A bunch of overconfident fools… Keke, prepare to be devoured by the Undead Legion!”
Balner sat firmly in his fishing platform, swinging his snake-head staff left and right. A mere magus was played by him with the aura of a Star Source Mage.
However, he gradually noticed something was wrong.
Although the enemies were constantly being killed by our attacks.
But after half a day, not a single undead had appeared.
What was going on?
Had his necromancy failed?
Although he was baffled, Balner reacted quickly. He raised his snake-head staff and summoned Undead Soldiers. Since the plague mist had failed, summoning them directly shouldn’t be a problem.
Just as he expected.
Dozens of undead warriors immediately crawled out of the mottled soil. They were tall, with thick bones, holding bone shields and rusty iron swords. With just one encounter, they took down the surrounding enemies.
The aura of the undead spread everywhere.
The stench of decay was nauseating.
This made Balner feel comfortable, and he cackled eerily.
This was the correct way to open this scene.
Just as he thought the enemies would be scared witless by the undead, dense fireballs and flame bursts suddenly rose into the sky, raining down on the merchant caravan like dumplings.
These fire spells obscured the sky.
Some other types of spells were mixed in, such as wind blades, lightning storms, ice cones, etc., but they were far inferior to the shocking fire rain filling the sky. The night sky of the entire forest was dyed orange.
“How many mages do they have?”
Balner was dumbfounded. No one answered him, as everyone was busy dodging these fire spells. As members of the Black Truffle Merchant Caravan, they had seen many big scenes before. Especially Platyr, the leader, seemed even calmer than the Archmage Balner.
He got out of the carriage, held his shield above his head, and anxiously said to Nobody Does Human Things and (Player Name): “Two younger brothers, the enemy’s momentum is fierce. Please lead your subordinates to control the horses. If you can’t control them, release them. We absolutely cannot let them pull our goods and run. After today’s success, we will be sworn brothers.”
Nobody Does Human Things and (Player Name) exchanged glances.
They thought to themselves, who would want to be sworn brothers with him?
But outwardly, they maintained a serious demeanor and repeatedly assured him, “Please rest assured,大哥 (big brother). We will definitely protect the goods and stop the enemy from stealing them!”
“Good!” Platyr laughed heartily.
“In that case, I’ll leave this place to you!”
With that, Platyr found the largest carriage and quickly crawled under it.
(Player Name): (≖_≖ )…
Nobody Does Human Things: (°ー°〃)…
They thought this nominal big brother would do something, but it seemed they had thought too much.
The players’ attack was invincible.
The fire magic soon caused a large fire in the forest.
The only ones who could truly contend with the players were those two Templar Knights. But no matter what, they were still just two people. The dense crowd of over 20,000 players was enough to make them fight until they died of exhaustion without being able to kill them all, let alone the players’ ability to resurrect.
Assuming each player resurrected five times.
It would be equivalent to two people facing 100,000 continuous attacks. Who could withstand that?
The old wizard Balner felt it the most deeply. He commanded a group of undead to surround him, fighting on the front line. As a result, he discovered that these enemies were more like undead than his own undead. They were fearless, felt no pain, and fought frenziedly. Even with their limbs cut off, they would use their teeth to tear at his undead. Their fighting spirit was comparable to the berserk demons in hell.
Even stranger.
He found that the corpses of dead enemies did not remain in place but gradually disappeared.
This phenomenon usually only occurred with elemental beings.
But even elemental beings would leave some materials, such as the lava core of fire elementals, the tidal core of water elementals, etc. In fact, if you looked closely, these enemies also left some materials, but they were all trash like pebbles, dead branches, and scraps of cloth.
Balner was unable to comprehend everything happening before his eyes. The knowledge he had accumulated over eighty years was undergoing an unprecedented baptism.
“Constructed beings? No, not quite… Why would constructed beings bleed when they die…”
The undead warriors around him grew fewer and fewer, while the enemies seemed to multiply.
Balner could only summon more undead.
But even when he summoned powerful Undead Knights, those arrogant Undead Knights could at most kill four or five enemies before their defenses were breached by the dense fire magic and they were burned to ashes.
It seemed they discovered that there were always undead here.
More and more enemies swarmed over.
Excited shouts, fanatical faces.
Even when they fell to the ground, they would pounce on an Undead Warrior and laugh wildly.
Balner’s hand holding the snake-head staff trembled slightly.
His viper-like eyes showed despair.
“Demons!” he managed a bitter laugh.
“These are demons!”
