269. I'll Go Save the World and Come Back

Lu Ban finally understood why the Demon Tide was called the Demon Tide.

Because it was truly like the waves of the ocean, and humanity was but a drop in the ocean. He even felt that it was a miracle that the people of the Night Country could survive for a thousand years under such invasions.

If this were on Earth, the entire land would probably be ravaged in less than three months. Even if humanity were to frantically use all its nuclear warheads to cleanse the land, risking mutual destruction with the monsters, it would probably only slow down the advance of the Demon Tide by a hair's breadth.

This is real pollution.

He did not hesitate.

First and foremost, my mission is to survive until the end of the Demon Tide. Putting aside the Winter Wolf's Heart for now, to complete this mission, I can only pray that this fortress can hold out for three days.

But now it seems that Blacksburg might not even last a day, let alone three days.

Therefore, Lu Ban would have no choice but to try the second path.

Just like the Poetry Festival on the Harmony Island, there are two ways to survive until the end of the Poetry Festival: either go through various events and wait for the festival to end, or just destroy the entire island and force the festival to "end".

Lu Ban is now ready to end the Demon Tide directly.

As we all know, the source of the Demon Tide is its ruler, such as that winter wolf as tall as a mountain.

If we can deal with that winter wolf, then the frost's Demon Tide will naturally stop.

The same applies to plague and eternal night.

It's very simple.

All we need to do is find the source of the Demon Tide and then deal with it.

With no other options available, Lu Ban felt much more relaxed.

This feeling is like facing a vast number of unfinished assignments and exams, struggling for a while, only to realize that you can never hand them in on time, so you decide to lie down and wait to die—it's easy and pleasant.

With that in mind, Lu Ban immediately set off.

He arrived on the first floor, near the main entrance.

Outside, the winter wolves were scratching frantically at the fortress walls, making a piercing, tooth-grinding sound.

The entire fortress was covered by winter wolves, and the invisible magical barrier had long been frozen and shattered by the ice. The mages on the watchtower were still struggling to hold on, while the Rangers controlled the catapults and crossbows had all been killed or wounded.

Even more serious are the eternal night and the plague.

"Waaaaah!!!"

A crossbowman standing near the window suddenly screamed. He raised his hand and forcefully stabbed his fingers into his eye. The veins on the back of his hand bulged. Without hesitation, he gouged out his eyeball, discarded the lump of flesh, and then his bloody fingers probed into the eye socket. With each forceful thrust, his brain tissue, along with part of his skull, was completely destroyed, and he collapsed.

On the other side, a Rangers standing by the window had a creeping shadow beneath his feet. Before he could even cry for help, he was flipped over from the inside out, his bones and flesh bursting open, and blood splattering onto the ceiling of the hall.

These two Demon Tide invaded Blackburg using frost and spread rapidly.

A sorcerer quickly arrived. Facing the soldier who was infected with the plague and lunging at the other Rangers, he did not hesitate. He simply raised his hand and twisted the soldier's neck, thus eradicating the source of infection.

Another mage's palm emitted light, binding the Rangers who was entangled by the Kin of the Eternal Night in the sunlight. With a muffled thud as flesh twisted, the Rangers was twisted into a pretzel and collapsed to the ground.

Thud—

The fortress gates were struck with tremendous force, but remained completely still.

Thud—

Another terrifying crashing sound rang out, followed by the appearance of white frost on the edge of the door.

The white frost continued to spread and freeze, covering the entire door.

Flames ignited in the mage's hands, engaging in a tug-of-war with the white frost.

Anyone could see that if the gate were completely frozen, it would be as fragile as glass and easily destroyed by the winter wolves. At that point, everyone in Black Fortress would become souls lost to the Demon Tide.

The chaotic battle continued.

Lu Ban saw Birmingham, a young man holding a crossbow and firing out the window. He may have already killed a dozen or so smaller winter wolves, but that seemed insignificant in the face of the sheer number of Demon Tide.

"Don't wander off. Stay by my side. As long as you don't go near the window and keep a certain distance, you won't get infected by those things."

Birmingham also saw Lu Ban. He tossed a crossbow to Lu Ban, gave him some instructions, and then skillfully fired a bolt, which resulted in the death of a winter wolf.

"Trust me, we can stop them."

This boy, who was probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, seemed to be talking to himself as he repeatedly performed the actions of putting on his arrow, aiming, and firing, as if this could make him forget his despair.

Once you stop thinking, you won't feel fear.

"Ahhh!"

At the next window, a Rangers, infected with the plague, raised his crossbow, which had been pointing out the window, and aimed it at his chin. Then, with trembling hands, he pulled the trigger.

The crossbow bolt pierced his head precisely, from his jaw to the top of his head, causing his sparse contents to splatter out and stain the wall.

"Go and fill that position."

Birmingham was expressionless, or rather, his expression had long been frozen by the winter chill. He pointed over there, gesturing for Lu Ban to come over.

Lu Ban did not move.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and go!"

Birmingham said another sentence, this time with a clear hint of anger in his tone.

"Your shadow."

Lu Ban pointed to Birmingham's lower body.

Birmingham was taken aback.

He looked down at his feet.

At some point, his shadow began to tremble, like a horsehair worm encountering water, twisting and contorting in a grotesque manner.

"Don't move."

As Lu Ban spoke, he had already materialized his [Last Words] in his hand.

Without hesitation or a moment's rest, he chose the Speech Bullet of the Great Being's ramblings, striking the shadow of Birmingham.

In an instant, the shadow expanded to its limit, then contracted, twisted, and with a barely perceptible groan, finally stopped writhing.

"You stand back."

Lu Ban grabbed Birmingham's shoulder and only then did he realize that the boy's clothes were soaked with sweat, and Birmingham's shoulders were trembling more than ever before.

His thoughts had come to a standstill. With Lu Ban pulling him, Birmingham instinctively trembled. Then, the muscles in his body, which had been tense for too long, suddenly collapsed. He slumped to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.

All the beliefs that had previously sustained him vanished, and Birmingham completely collapsed.

"Live well."

Lu Ban patted his shoulder, then stood up and went to the window.

"It seems that even intangible things can be affected by delirium."

He looked out the window at the chaotic monsters, the gusts of green, plague-laden wind, and the shadows that were constantly seeking an opportunity.

"In that case, Frost should also be affected."

Lu Ban made up his mind and climbed onto the window.

"What... what are you going to do?"

Birmingham suppressed the trembling in his body and finally managed to squeeze out a sound.

"Don't worry, I'll go save the world and come right back."

Lu Ban smiled, then flipped over and jumped out of the window.

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