Esmeralda Again

With tens of thousands of troops moving here, causing such a commotion, the Guardian of the Temple of the Goddess of Magic naturally discovered it long ago.

At that moment, the air in front of Xiao Yu suddenly distorted, and the figure of an old white-bearded mage appeared in mid-air.

Xiao Yu, however, was discerning and knew that it was just an illusion.

"This is the territory of the Goddess of Magic, Mystra. Your blasphemous behavior, defiled Undead, will not be tolerated. Retreat immediately, or my lord's great magic will reduce you all to Ashes!"

The old man's entrance was marked by a pretentious, affected speech.

Xiao Yu thought to himself, "Isn't this just bragging? Anyone can do that." He laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, what a joke! Your magic is worthless in my eyes. No one can live forever; only death is eternal. Offer up your souls, surrender your bodies, and accept your fate."

He cannot reveal his identity as Blasphemers yet, so he simply uses the name of the Naraku, God of Death.

The old sorcerer, upon hearing this, indeed bristled and glared, "Foolish Undead, your arrogance will surely lead to your destruction!"

After he finished speaking, the image blurred and disappeared.

Enough with the preamble, let's see how capable they are.

"Kill them!"

"Charge!"

"All of you, charge! For the will of God of Death!"

Before the temple of the Goddess of Magic, Mystra, the army of the Undead surged in like a tide. The small temple looked like a reef in the ocean, as if it could be submerged and destroyed at any moment.

On the temple tower, an old white-bearded mage withdrew his illusion magic and turned around. Behind him stood a group of high-ranking mages.

"Hmph, those lowly Undead from District One, do they think they can challenge the majesty of the Goddess of Magic just because they outnumber her? Let them understand that their numerical advantage is meaningless before the power of magic! Prepare for battle!"

At a command, the mages all walked toward the platform extending from the tower, a space reserved for them to cast spells.

"I'll initiate the initial attack, then we'll rotate through groups one through three, prioritizing areas with high Undead density. Next, take out the stitched monsters, and the Arcane Guardian will handle the remaining trash. Let's begin!"

As the old mage spoke, he unleashed a powerful attack.

Level 9 Magic - Meteor Storm!

As a level 10 mage and level 8 Archmage, a powerful being of level 18, although not Chosen, his spellcasting ability is still frighteningly strong.

The sky suddenly darkened, and then fiery meteors rained down.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst the continuous explosions, countless meteors rained down from the sky, each capable of blasting a dozen or even dozens of Undead into pieces.

Not only was there Meteor Storm attack, but on the temple tower, dozens of high-level mages lined up and unleashed a barrage of AOE spells as if they were free.

Lightning, fire, and all sorts of destructive magic almost completely overwhelmed the Undead army.

Under such saturation firepower, the Undead under Xiao Yu's command were nothing more than cannon fodder, easily killed in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand cannon fodder Undead were sent in.

"Holy crap, is this some kind of awesome attack?!" Xiao Yu stood at a distance, sweating profusely. This was a complete saturation firepower attack.

However, these casualties could not diminish his determination.

Keep going!

Thousands more Undead troops launched a dispersed attack. Perhaps due to the excessive use of spell slots previously, or perhaps because the formation was more dispersed this time, the second wave of attacks was not as fierce as before. However, 80% of the Undead were still killed before they even reached the temple gates. The remaining undead, though they reached the temple gates, were blocked by the Arcane Guardian.

The Undead were already weak in combat, and after being blasted into pieces, the remaining dozens went up to their deaths, resulting in a completely one-sided massacre.

"Keep going!" Xiao Yu didn't even blink, and sent out another five thousand Undead soldiers.

Just as the third wave of attacks was about to be wiped out, a message suddenly appeared in Xiao Yu's private chat.

"Boss, stop fighting! They haven't lost much at all." It was Xiao Yu's spy who had been planted in the magic temple.

"That can't be right. They used so many spell slots just now; they must have used up most of them by now, right?"

"These followers of the Goddess of Magic, whether mages or Priest, all possess a talent skill called 'Magic Advance,' which allows them to borrow spell slots from the Goddess of Magic in advance. Keep in mind that the Goddess of Magic manages the Ley Line, so theoretically, spell slots are readily available. Furthermore, the Goddess of Magic has issued a notice to her followers, instructing them to return and protect the temple. It's estimated that a large number of mage players will soon return to provide support."

Xiao Yu thought to himself, "Damn it, we're producing and selling our own goods. What's the point of fighting? Even if we put all our troops in, it probably wouldn't be enough."

It seems we have no choice but to retreat for now.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Xiao Yu didn't plan to retrieve the third wave of five thousand Undead; they would be used as cannon fodder to cover the rear.

However, although he intended to retreat, the mages of the Goddess of Magic on the other side were not so easily allowed to leave.

Hundreds of low- to mid-level mages suddenly emerged from the temple, using spells such as Fly and Levitate to bombard the Undead army on the ground from the air.

These mages were all players. They had seen the Undead mostly hiding in the temple casting spells, but now that the Undead had retreated, they naturally came to grab the spoils.

While organizing long-range skeleton archers and skeleton mages to provide aerial cover, Xiao Yu led his army in a fighting retreat. Fortunately, the army was large in number; although some were killed, most were able to escape.

"Boss, look over there at six o'clock!" Big Water Cunt suddenly shouted. Xiao Yu subconsciously looked in that direction and saw a female mage in a blue robe summoning Blizzard on a flying magic carpet, freezing the white zombie skeletons that were falling behind.

The key wasn't the other person's magic, but their appearance. The calm Undead's astonishing eyesight allowed him to clearly see the other person's face even from such a distance.

Esmeralda?

What a coincidence!

The army eventually managed to retreat back to the Burying Ground, but a quick count revealed a loss of 15,000 soldiers, not including player casualties.

This was a huge loss.

Fortunately, although the operation failed, it gave Xiao Yu another hope for success.

After letting the Big Water Cunt reorganize his army, Xiao Yu exited the game and sent a message directly to Esmeralda.

Are you there?

It took quite a while for the other party to reply.

"I'm playing a game, what's up?"

"I'd like to meet with you to discuss this in detail. Do you have time?"

"Hehe, others may not have it, but how can old friends not have time?"

Esmeralda was quite familiar with Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu thought to himself, "That's good. Okay, let's arrange a place to have a meal together and talk slowly."