The Light God Envoy Descends

A loud horn blared, immediately drawing the attention of both sides in the battle towards the direction from which the sound came.

"I remember the sound of that horn!" King Odyssey Odysseus, who was overseeing the battle, muttered to himself as he looked toward the distant horizon, his eyes burning with a fierce, soul-like light.

"The Mad Lion Knights, humph, it's that bunch of scum again!"

"Damn it, it's reinforcements from the Kern Kingdom!" Andrew also noticed the approaching enemy behind him and immediately became uneasy. Don't be fooled by the fact that he still had about 100,000 Undead under his command; these Undead were notoriously difficult to defeat.

"You continue your attack on Fang Fortress, let me deal with these scum from the Kern Kingdom!" Emperor Odyssey said, kicking his skeletal warhorse and leading his skeleton army around to meet the enemy.

Although being ordered around made Andrew a little unhappy, he couldn't care less about that at the moment.

"Continue the attack! You lot, send out your troops! We must take this fortress as quickly as possible!" he shouted to his Undead Warlord. "Where is that King's Return?"

"Lord Andrew, the King's Return, along with his nemesis, has stormed Fang Fortress through the back gate and is currently fighting inside the city," a shadowy figure reported.

"What? This guy's got some skills, huh? The Corpsefire! You take your troops and reinforce him."

The Corpsefire, led thousands of Undead towards the back door, while the Undead Andrew continued to organize the attack.

Meanwhile, Odyssey's skeleton Legion also engaged in battle with reinforcements.

The two sides can be described as old enemies, as if the war from years ago is being replayed, except that this time, both sides have undergone some changes.

Odyssey's Rhine Legion transformed into Undead army, while the army of the Kern Kingdom, with its improved equipment and training, immediately engaged in fierce combat, with neither side gaining the upper hand for a time.

The fighting is fierce here, and the battle continues inside the city as well.

After looting all the equipment and weapons left on the street, three or four thousand adventurers finally reached the back gate of the fortress.

These adventurers are not organized, as they do not have guilds. They mainly operate in groups, teams, or raids, with a maximum of a few dozen people acting together.

Faced with the perfectly aligned and disciplined Undead, they didn't gain much advantage.

They can still put up a fight only because of the adventurer's class advantage.

"Charge! Everyone, let's go!"

A self-satisfied Warrior shouted loudly and charged ahead towards the Undead camp. Several of his companions followed, but they did not expect that the other adventurers had no intention of following.

A volley of arrows rained down from the Undead archers on the other side, instantly felling three of them. The remaining two, seeing the situation was dire, had no choice but to retreat.

"Damn it, do you guys even know how to play? Why aren't you charging in?"

The two adventurers angrily questioned the onlookers.

"Damn it, you think you can just charge like that? Who do you think you are? You're not my son, why should I listen to you?"

"Damn it, this is war! If you're a coward, just say so."

"You idiot, you asked for it, who else can you blame!"

A quarrel broke out on the spot, while others watched the spectacle or looked around, making it impossible to organize the group for the time being.

Xiao Yu, however, saw an opportunity.

"See that group of people over there at the street corner? On my command, prepare to attack! Blasphemers squad, unleash Plague Wind!"

Dozens of Blasphemers stepped forward and used the Plague Wind together.

Suddenly, a wisp of plague-laden fog swept towards the adventurers on the other side.

"Cough cough cough, damn it, what the hell, why does it smell so pungent?"

I feel so suffocated!

"Why is the air quality so bad in this game?"

"You bunch of idiots, the Undead are about to attack and you're still making noise!"

Xiao Yu sneered inwardly. These players were truly stubborn. "Skeleton archers, unleash two volleys of arrows!"

Hundreds of skeleton archers raised their longbows and fired their arrows into the air.

A dense rain of arrows fell on the players, causing chaos. In fact, the arrows didn't kill many, as adventurers have high vitality and are difficult to kill. However, the chaos it caused further demoralized the troops.

"Now, charge with me!" Xiao Yu roared, and hundreds of skeleton Warrior and skeleton swordsmen charged forward together.

"Ghost, emit smoke from the rear!"

Just as the spellcasters among the adventurers were trying to use magic and divine arts to stop the Undead attack, a group of ghosts suddenly emerged from the crowd.

The black mist spread through the crowd like dark clouds, obscuring the vision of the spellcasters.

Hundreds of skeleton Warrior and skeleton swordsmen immediately charged into the crowd and began a frenzied slaughter.

These adventurers may be formidable in individual combat, but they are helpless without an organization. Some turn and run when they see the situation is bad, some try to resist, and some call for others to heal them, only to find themselves surrounded when they turn around.

As the saying goes, "the wolf is on the way, but the dog isn't," and in the blink of an eye, the adventurers were either dead or had fled.

Two or three hundred were killed, but Xiao Yu did not continue the pursuit. After cleaning up the battlefield, he withdrew.

"Haha, that's awesome!"

"These idiots, adventurers are nothing special after all!"

These Undead players, who are usually utterly defeated by adventurers, can finally hold their heads high now, each one boasting high-level materials.

When Xiao Yu returned to the back gate, he saw the Corpsefire, accompanied by reinforcements.

"Lord Andrew sent me to reinforce you, Little Skeleton. What's the situation here?"

The Corpsefire still carries a certain arrogance.

Xiao Yu didn't mind. "I've already repelled the adventurers' attack, but my troops are too few, and it won't be easy to expand our gains. You've come at the right time; you can attack from here on out. I'll hold the back gate."

The Corpsefire, however, was straightforward. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, no enemy can stand against me, the Great Corpsefire!" After saying that, he led his troops into the city.

The players retreated dejectedly, having been utterly defeated by a group of Undead – it was simply unacceptable.

However, no one dares to claim that someone could raise a single call and everyone would respond enthusiastically, and then push back against them.

At that moment, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly rang out.

Then a troop of knights came galloping from the city.

"Holy crap, who is that guy?!"

"Hey, isn't that the Earl of Monte Cristo?" the ranger who had previously been with the Earl of Monte Cristo's homeland team exclaimed in surprise.

Indeed, the man who arrived was none other than the Earl of Monte Cristo. He was dressed in golden armor, and even his warhorse was clad in armor. Behind him followed a line of twenty knights dressed in the same attire. Although there were only a few dozen men, their imposing presence was extraordinary.

These knights also carried flags of various colors.

"Damn, isn't this guy Priest? How can he ride a horse?" the mage exclaimed.

Since the game has only been open for a short time, the mount system hasn't been unlocked by many players yet. Only players who are knights have the opportunity to receive a class mount.

But the others were also confused about what was going on.

The moment the Earl of Monte Cristo appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. He rode his Earl of Monte Cristo to a high platform and spoke loudly.

"Look at you! As adventurers, you've been defeated by a bunch of weak Undead. I'm utterly disappointed. Are the kingdom's warriors really such a bunch of incompetent fools?"

But it doesn't matter, you still have a chance to prove your courage and strength. Next, I will personally lead you to defeat those Undead. Now, obey my orders. All melee classes, assemble in the square ahead and follow the black flag. All mages, move closer to me and follow the blue flag.

Ranged classes such as Rangers follow the red flag, while Priest follow the yellow flag.

The Druid, following the green flag, regrouped and prepared to counterattack with me.

"Damn it, who do you think you are? Just because you say something doesn't mean I'll listen to you!" Someone immediately jumped out and started making a big show of it.

A cold glint flashed in the Earl of Monte Cristo's eyes. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a flash of white light appeared on the man's body.

"I am the Earl of Monte Cristo, the fourth prince of the Kern Kingdom. Now, by the power granted to me by the King, I declare you a traitor."

The next second, that guy's name instantly turned red.

This time, the man panicked on his own without anyone else having to lift a finger.

Standing among thousands of adventurers with a red name was like a naked woman standing among a group of thirsty, muscular men. Before any ill-intentioned person could make a move, she screamed and ran away.

"Holy crap, is that even possible?" The crowd erupted in an uproar.

Especially those who had teamed up with the Count of Earl of Monte Cristo before, thinking, "Isn't this guy a player? How come he's suddenly a prince? Damn, is the difficulty set to hidden character backgrounds?"

"Anyone else want to try? Very well, then follow my command, and I will lead you to victory."

When the Corpsefire rushed into the fortress, they encountered thousands of adventurers who had already been reassembled. Warrior, paladins, Monk, and other melee adventurers, empowered by various buffs, charged in droves.

In a single encounter, they disrupted the Undead army that Corpsefire.

"Priest, use Dazzling Divine Light!" The Earl of Monte Cristo decisively gave the order.

Clusters of white light exploded in the crowd. The spell not only brought dazzling light but also greatly weakened the Undead.

In fact, since adventurers are generally stronger than monsters, they can easily defeat an army of the same size as monsters if they are well organized. This perfectly demonstrates their strength, and the Corpsefire troops were decimated. Even the Corpsefire troops were surrounded by hundreds of adventurers and beaten to death.

The result was immediately reversed.

Xiao Yu also noticed something was wrong. He had been sending shadows to scout the area, and soon he learned of the disastrous defeat of the Corpsefire.

"It seems there's not much of a chance today," Xiao Yu thought to himself. But it wouldn't make sense not to fight back. Since the enemy had clashed with the Corpsefire troops, they should have been heavily weakened, at least their spell slots should be almost depleted.

With this in mind, he began issuing mobilization orders.

Three thousand Undead troops began to assemble near the back gate city wall, including three hundred Blasphemers.

When the Count of Earl of Monte Cristo led thousands of adventurers to the back door, they were just in time to meet him.

Upon seeing the adventurers rushing towards him, Xiao Yu immediately unleashed the killing move he had prepared beforehand.

"Death Ripple, all of you, unleash it!"

Strictly speaking, the skill Death Ripple isn't very powerful, but it's virtually impossible to avoid, and its range is enormous. If one person uses it, it might only weaken the enemy, but if hundreds of Blasphemers use Death Ripple together, the effect becomes truly spectacular.

Adventurers fell in droves; even with various protective spells, it was difficult to survive an attack of this intensity.

The Earl of Monte Cristo also immediately changed the color of his clothes.

"Holy Shock! Aim at the center of the enemy formation, unleash it!"

"The mage's fireball will bombard the enemy's rear, cutting off their minion wave."

"Archers, prepare for a volley! Priest, bless the archers!"

"If we send in two more regiments of melee fighters, the front lines won't be able to hold out!"

One command after another was issued, and once the orders were obeyed, the subsequent actions became subconscious. Under the Count of Earl of Monte Cristo's command, the adventurers steadily advanced the front line.

"Um—Your Highness, we're almost out of spell slots."

"Then go to the back and meditate. You have ten minutes!"

Standing on the city wall, Xiao Yu watched the retreating troops and felt puzzled. It seemed that there was a master on the other side. Such a group of scattered soldiers were organized so well. It looked like things were going to be difficult today.

However, I've done my job well enough; now it's up to Andrew.

However, Andrew's attack was also thwarted. Although he breached the city walls, although the Undead army opened the city gates and began to pour into the city, and although the defenders were either dead or scattered and on the verge of complete collapse, the Priest of the God of Order still held on, and the adventurers gathered around the summoning circle to defend it to the death. They were not stupid; they knew that this was their only chance to turn the tide.

And most critically, the Priest of the God of Light finally completed the summoning ritual.

Suddenly, a huge pillar of light descended from the sky. It was so dazzling and obvious that even from a distance, one could clearly see what appeared to be an angel-like creature with enormous golden wings, slowly descending from the sky.

"It's the Light God Envoy! It seems the summoning ritual is complete," said Chenghong Moli beside Xiao Yu in a deep voice.

The messengers of the gods are not angels, but the appearance of each god's messenger is different. The appearance of the Light God Envoy is indeed similar to that of an angel. Although they are not the same kind of creature in essence, they do look quite alike.

This Light God Envoy clearly of high rank, standing over four meters tall, his entire body radiating golden light. In one hand he held a golden greatsword over two meters long, and in the other a semi-transparent golden round shield.

Upon seeing the Light God Envoy descending, Xiao Yu knew that there was no hope for today.

That is indeed the case.

"You vile Undead, daring to blaspheme the land of my Lord, you must be purified and vanish before the holy light!"

The Light God Envoy swung his sword, unleashing a golden sword aura that slashed out in all directions. Wherever it passed, the Undead turned to Ashes. In a single move, he reduced hundreds of Undead in a straight line directly opposite the city gate to Ashes.

Some Undead players refused to believe it and tried to rush in and gang up on them, but before they could even get close, they were enveloped in real black smoke under the holy light surrounding the Light God Envoy. They were purified before they could even get close. It is estimated that only high-level Undead could get close, but how could players who have reached the level of high-level Undead not see the situation clearly? They would have already run away.

You've gained the upper hand on the battlefield in an instant.

Behind the fortress, Xiao Yu began organizing the retreat.

"Retreat! All Blasphemers, use the Plague Cloud upon them!"

As wisps of green mist spread around, a deathly plague enveloped the streets behind the fortress and the area near the city gates.

This Plague Cloud is a level 2 divine spell. Its damage isn't high, but its advantage is its excellent durability. It can be maintained for a long time, so the opponent can either rush into the Plague Cloud and chase after them while enduring the damage from the plague.

In that case, Xiao Yu wouldn't mind launching a surprise attack; otherwise, he would have to Dispel the plague first.

Sure enough, the adventurers began using Dispel spells to Dispel the Plague Cloud before them. By the time they had Dispel away the green mist, Xiao Yu had already led his army to a complete retreat.

System notification: Mission complete, Fang Fortress Guardian.

The adventurers heard system notifications ringing in their ears.

"Heh, you ran pretty fast, but we'll meet again—very soon!" The Count of Earl of Monte Cristo said with a cold laugh as he rode his horse, watching the Undead disappear into the woods.

When Xiao Yu led his men to retreat to the rear of the battlefield, they happened to encounter a large group of Undead retreating from the front lines.

With the appearance of the Light God Envoy and the reinforcements from the Kern Kingdom repelling Emperor Odyssey's Undead Legion, Andrew had no choice but to order a retreat, otherwise he might very well have perished there.

Both he and Emperor Odyssey had their own agendas and neither wanted to squander their entire fortune.

Fortunately, due to the sheer number of Undead, after leaving a few thousand as cannon fodder to cover their deaths, the main force managed to retreat and was not completely defeated, managing to retreat all the way back to the Burying Ground.

This Undead siege event has come to an abrupt end.

Xiao Yu, on the other hand, reaped considerable benefits. His subordinates all received new equipment, which improved their strength, and he also established a reputation within the guild.

However, Xiao Yu thought, "We still need to improve the players' strength. Low- to mid-level Undead are still too weak against adventurers, but once they reach level ten and advance to become high-level Undead, they won't be afraid anymore. Next, let's organize the players to level up quickly."

Next time the monsters attack, we'll take down Fang Fortress no matter what.

As Xiao Yu was thinking to himself, about to see which dungeons he could run, suddenly, Chenghong Moli appeared beside him.

Our boss wants to talk to you about something.

Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment before he realized that Chenghong Moli was referring to the National Guard Bureau's agent, the one called Old Li.