On a cloudy autumn night, the moonlight flickered, and under the firelight, the entire city wall seemed to become part of the scenery.
As [ the Do Some Farm Work ] complained, the grand scenes, numerous actors, and audience members so close to the audience are all very much in line with the characteristics of classic opera.
In this atmosphere, the players began their performance:
The players responsible for acting as targets on the city wall exaggerated their acting skills to the extreme, wishing their screams could be heard throughout the entire White Wax Town.
While [ Aluode ]'s suicide squad of Blood Corpse drew away most of the attention on the city walls, Count Bennett had already led the remaining Blood Corpse to the foot of the walls.
The Blood Corpse began to climb the wall in a human pyramid, just like in World War Z, but Bennett, as the main attacker, naturally didn't need to lower his standards like that.
Stepping on the head of a passerby Blood Corpse, Bennett leaped to the middle of the city wall, while the unfortunate Blood Corpse had half its head crushed into its chest cavity, and almost its entire body below the nose disappeared.
The blood-red robe unfurled in the air, transforming into two giant hands that embedded themselves into the rock recesses on the city wall's surface.
The activated flesh and blood possessed an extremely strong penetrating ability, clinging firmly to the rough surface of the city wall like moss.
With a powerful upward lift from the two giant hands, Bennett regained lift and was able to continue climbing.
After repeating this three times, the vampire count easily stood on the edge of the city wall.
As a former human nobleman, Bennett knew what he should do now.
If I were to choose to storm into White Wax Town and kill everyone I saw, it would certainly cause great panic. However, if the garrison here is heartless, then not a single Blood Corpse would be able to get in.
If that happens, I'll become a laughingstock by dawn.
Therefore, he positioned himself as a bridgehead, aiming to establish a foothold on the city wall and create a landing point for the Blood Corpse who were about to climb up.
With this thought, Bennett's fleshy arms stretched backward, forming a pair of bat wings that exposed stark white bones. Under the moonlight, the vampire count activated his forced taunt skill:
"Come on, humans, bring your..."
"Bang!"
A hollow wooden container smashed onto Bennett's head and shattered, grease streaming down his face.
The taunt skill was indeed exceptionally effective. Normally, after exchanging harsh words, the two sides should have started fighting. However, whether it was because one of the Soul Returner had a weak will or simply wanted to try and interrupt the BOSS's casting, a Molotov cocktail was thrown, and everyone saw the vampire count covered in grease.
Cough cough cough!
Interrupted, Bennett was searching for the human who threw the bottle when a violent cough suddenly broke out beside her.
He glanced over instinctively and saw a tall, burly man with reddish skin hunched over, coughing violently as if he were about to cough up his entire lungs.
Just as Bennett was feeling a bit confused, the red-skinned human suddenly coughed violently, and then a string of sparks sprayed from his throat, landing quite cleverly on the grease at the vampire's feet.
The flames began to Spread rapidly at a visible speed, instantly engulfing Bennett's entire body.
Seeing that [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ], the human lighter, finally didn't let them down, the players cheered. Then, several shield-wielding guards stepped forward, intending to knock the vampire off the city wall.
However, having already suffered a loss in Weeping Willow Town, Bennett was somewhat wary of this tactic.
Despite most of his body being burned by flames, he showed no signs of panic whatsoever.
The fleshy bat wings behind him quickly flipped, enveloping his entire body.
Amidst the pungent smell of burning meat, the flesh-and-blood bat wings transformed once more into a pair of Giant Arms, revealing the vampire count, whose face had been scorched beyond recognition.
However, the smiles on the players' faces vanished at that moment, because although Bennett had lost a layer of skin, the flames on his body had now gone out.
Enduring twice the burning pain, he forcibly wrapped his body with his bat wings to extinguish the flames.
The players knew that this opportunity would not come again.
"You guys are very bold."
A hoarse voice came from Bennett's throat. His burned eyelids, lips, and even his hair and beard were growing back at a visible speed. Soon he would be the well-mannered old nobleman again. Only his tattered clothes told the story of the intense burning he had just endured.
"Die, all of you!"
The scorching flames unleashed the Earl's full power, and he began indiscriminately hunting down players on the city walls, wielding his four arms.
If anyone even glanced at him, fists the size of sandbags would rain down on him like a storm.
After complaining about Gray's " Hand-Pounded Meatball Master Ge " for so long, players finally experienced the pain of being turned into handmade meatballs.
Under the steel-like heavy punches, even the giant shields in the hands of the shield-wielding guards Shattered, turning into sharp fragments that pierced into their bodies.
"Ah!"
Bennett delivered a powerful punch that sent a player flying. His body spun through the air like a kite with a broken string before crashing off the city wall with a scream, landing right in front of the advisor [ Do Some Farm Work ].
[ Ever-Changing Master Ye ] spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the farming brother beside him:
"Dude..."
[ Do Some Farm Work ]'s lips twitched, but he was also a Master abstract art, so he instantly got into character, half-kneeling on the ground and grabbing [ Ever-Changing Master Ye ]'s hand:
"Brother, do you have any last words? Your inheritance... oh, you have no money. Your family... oh, you have no wife. Your..."
My fishing gear!
[ Ever-Changing Master Ye ] seemed to be having a final burst of energy before death, and shouted:
"Don't let that unlucky guy, [ Epic-Level Giant ], touch my fishing rod!"
[ Do Some Farm Work ] nodded, his lips twitching:
"Anything else, bro?"
"Have."
[ Ever-Changing Master Ye ] became listless again:
"I knew I shouldn't have come... Damn, it's so hard to beat... And I... didn't buy insurance..."
After uttering the last half of his sentence, he finally tilted his head and breathed his last. The player status display above his head changed from online to offline.
"Getting so into character..."
[ Do Some Farm Work ] pursed his lips, picked up [ Ever-Changing Master Ye ]'s corpse, and began searching for his Tree of Rest.
After all, the other party didn't have insurance, so abandoning the body would be a significant loss.
He turned to look at [ Gill's Cuisine ], who was in charge:
"Dude, what's the situation on the city wall?"
[ Gill's Cuisine ] gave a somewhat helpless smile:
"The first batch of players is almost wiped out; the reserve team is preparing to storm the city."
When will 'they' arrive on the battlefield?
"Still circling, about five minutes."