Lin Qi squatted on the beach, staring blankly at the offensive and defensive battle between Yin Wugou and Nangong Budong.
Squads of skeletons charged the city, only to be blasted to bits by suddenly erupting magical traps. Squads of zombies attacked the city, then were buried by traps that appeared out of nowhere and smashed to pulp by falling boulders. Next came great packs of zombie wolves, howling furiously as they pounced upon the city—only to be swallowed by a ravine that materialized from thin air, the raging flames burning every last one of them to ashes...
Yin Wugou and Nangong Budong had practically put on a perfect rendition of the entire course of a siege. The problem was that one was purely attacking, while the other was purely defending. The attacker never tired and had an inexhaustible army at his disposal; the defender did not even show his face, and likewise possessed an endless supply of magical traps.
Lin Qi watched stupidly for a full two hours, then shook his head, wrapped an arm around Elysian Heaven, and turned back toward his own tent.
Morning and afternoon slipped quietly away amid their offensive and defensive battle. At first, the children of the various families had watched the contest with great interest, but by nightfall they had all retreated to their tents to rest. Only the tireless Yin Wugou and Nangong Budong continued their battle atop that iceberg, explosions booming endlessly.
Early the next morning, Lin Qi crawled out of his tent, found another place rich in earth elemental energy for his morning training, leisurely ate breakfast, then returned to the tent for a proper bout of intimacy with Elysian Heaven. By the time Lin Qi reached the beach, Yin Wugou and Nangong Budong had finally decided the outcome.
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