The Slide

In the Golden City, Liu Zhi was conducting his daily patrol, inspecting the various murals in the East District.

Liu Zhi knew well that enemies were only temporary, but knowledge was permanent.

Therefore, Liu Zhi was quite diligent in his daily studies and in-depth exploration.

At this moment, he was only accompanied by three Golden Skeletons and a Corpse Soul Naga. The rest of his troops were guarding the entrances and exits of the valley, preventing any surprise attacks from the enemy.

Walking on the ruins of the East District, Liu Zhi personally moved aside a heavy stone, uncovering a section of the stone wall buried in the mud. He then carefully examined the stone carvings and murals on it.

The mural was quite interesting. It seemed to depict an Inca sacrifice during a burial. They decorated the bodies with gold, packed them up, and threw them into the lake. Then, a large number of golden artifacts were poured into the lake from boats, making them look like rich tycoons who didn't care about money. It was so extravagant that one would wish to die in that era.

Just then, Liu Zhi suddenly felt a chill behind him, as if something was wrong nearby.

Liu Zhi trusted his instincts. He drew the wooden sword he had casually made and turned to look in the direction of the feeling.

The wooden sword in Liu Zhi's hand was naturally not a combination of wood and obsidian. Since he had the Skeleton Goldsmith, Liu Zhi's wooden sword had become a wooden base covered with gold leaf.

However, Liu Zhi himself had mastered the Indigo Chasing Wind Swordplay. The greatest characteristic of this sword technique was its ability to condense wind blades onto the sword's edge. Therefore, Liu Zhi was not worried that his wooden sword looked good but couldn't hurt anyone.

After drawing his Longsword, the three Golden Skeletons surrounded Liu Zhi. At the same time, the Corpse Soul Naga also drew her Longsword and looked around.

After ensuring his safety, Liu Zhi noticed two very strange trees not far away.

These two trees were of a very special species. They didn't seem to have grown naturally but were planted there deliberately. After all these years, neither tree had been broken by wind and rain. Instead, their crowns had slowly intertwined due to their age.

Liu Zhi had passed by here many times before and had only felt that these two trees seemed to be guarding a gate in the East District, without thinking too much about it.

But this time it was different. Liu Zhi clearly felt a different power emanating from between the two trees.

Then, a green light appeared between the two trees. Amidst the dense leaves, a green ball of light slowly emerged. Liu Zhi actually saw that behind this ball of light was a slide made of vines and leaves.

"What's going on?"

Liu Zhi couldn't help but exclaim.

Just then, something fell from the top of the slide. Liu Zhi looked closely and saw that they were various native warriors wearing leather armor and holding weapons.

At this moment, they had not yet adapted to the effect of falling from the sky along the slide. They were in a chaotic mess, colliding with each other as they slid down.

Without thinking, Liu Zhi reached back with his left hand, and the Death Long Staff fell into his hand.

Then, Liu Zhi's spirit locked onto the area between the two trees. A bolt of lightning shot out from the Lightning Coral on top of the Death Long Staff, sending three native warriors flying.

The native warriors who had already landed on the ground reacted. They shouted loudly, "It's the Demon! The Demon has truly been released."

"Charge! Eliminate them!"

Liu Zhi roared, and while wielding his Longsword and Death Long Staff, he charged towards them. At the same time, he sent a signal, asking the undead troops guarding the entrances and exits to quickly come and support him.

Under Liu Zhi's command, the Corpse Soul Naga charged ahead, already plunging into the crowd.

Compared to Liu Zhi, the Corpse Soul Naga had a remarkable talent for swordsmanship. As she charged forward, her Longsword dagger was already gathering a light blue wind blade.

In this regard, she had far surpassed Liu Zhi.

The Corpse Soul Naga did not release the wind blade. Instead, she took advantage of the wind blade at the tip of her sword and forcefully twisted her body around her center.

The Corpse Soul Naga's movement was like a spinning top. Her four swords danced up and down, and in an instant, she sliced into pieces some of the native warriors who were trying to get up.

After completing this attack, the Corpse Soul Naga then pounced towards the stunned native warriors, intending to kill more enemies while she had the chance.

She could tell that the other side had deployed a considerable number of troops. Even if she stood there and let them kill her, it would take a long time. Moreover, these native warriors were all considered brave. Their current stunned state was entirely because they hadn't reacted in time. Once they organized themselves, it wouldn't be so easy to kill them like this.

At this moment, Liu Zhi had also charged into the crowd.

Compared to mages who hid behind, Liu Zhi preferred to charge into the crowd with his Longsword and fight. He didn't have any other magic anyway. All his Mana was occupied by the Underworld and the released undead.

So, after unleashing a bolt of lightning, he unceremoniously threw the Death Long Staff behind him and fought the enemy with his Longsword.

While fighting the enemy, Liu Zhi felt somewhat awkward. Although the Death Long Staff could float behind him and did not hinder his combat or turning, it still occupied one hand.

Liu Zhi could only choose to hold the sword in his right hand and leave his left hand empty, or hold the staff in his right hand and a shield or other off-hand item in his left.

This made fighting very inconvenient. Sometimes Liu Zhi wanted to wield the sword with both hands, but he felt that his left hand could never grasp the hilt together with his right hand.

It could be said that swordsmanship that relied on brute force and direct chopping was out of his reach. He could only learn the path of agile swordplay.

Fortunately, most of the three sword techniques he had learned were of this type. Otherwise, Liu Zhi wouldn't know how to draw his sword.

At this moment, he was facing two native warriors alone. The Longsword, wrapped in gold leaf, moved up and down. The wind blade at the tip of the sword cut through the weapons of the two native warriors, forcibly slicing them apart.

At this time, the follow-up troops from the native warriors had also arrived. Except for the more than ten enemies who were killed by the Corpse Soul Naga at the beginning, the first wave of native warriors formed a defensive formation, protecting the safe landing of the subsequent troops.

Liu Zhi took this opportunity to observe the native warriors. Their appearances and attire varied. Some had preparations in the traditional Inca, Maya, and Aztec styles, while others had incorporated elements of the current era.

What attracted Liu Zhi's attention the most was a man at the very back of the troop, covered entirely in eagle feathers.