Fierce Battle Against the Monster Tide, This Is True Foundation! (Continued)
A moment later, Xu Jiayi replied with a voice message: "Don't bother me, I'm grinding monsters. The monsters here are mostly at least Tier Two, and there are quite a few Tier Three Elite. I even sensed the aura of Overlord Rank monster in the mist!"
"Holy crap, Overlord?" Qin Lang exclaimed in surprise, "I haven't even seen Leader Rank monster here, and there are only a few Boss Rank ones. How come you've suddenly got Overlord?"
"I don't know," Xu Jiayi replied. "Maybe it's because I'm stronger than you guys."
Upon Yu Feifei immediately became displeased. "Heh, who gave you that confidence?"
"That's the truth." Xu Jiayi sent a sarcastic emoji. "What, you disagree?"
"If you're not convinced, then compete with me and see who gets more points tonight."
"Let's compete, who's afraid of who?" Yu Feifei also sent a middle finger emoji.
The two women engaged in a meme-filled exchange in the group chat, then quickly went online and got to grinding monsters with full force.
They secretly made up their minds to surpass each other on the rankings.
Shen Xing silently watched the screen for a while, and gradually felt relieved.
"It seems everyone is doing quite well."
"The strange tide is challenging, but it doesn't pose a significant threat to them."
"Furthermore, they should have used up all the rewards from the last maze. Each of them should have at least one Tier Three hero, so there shouldn't be any major problems."
With that thought, he turned off his phone, and his consciousness returned to the Land of Mist.
"Buzz..."
The view shifted, and instantly a deafening roar and explosion resounded.
At this moment, large numbers of corpse-white monsters continued to pour out of the blood mist, frantically attacking the territory.
However, when it came within a kilometer of the city wall, it was blasted into pieces by various defensive towers, cannons, crossbows, oak bombs, Dark Arrow, and so on.
The number of Soul Stone and soul fragments piling up on the ground is increasing, and a large number of Chaos Familiars are dying every second.
But even more monsters continued to emerge from the blood mist, seemingly endless.
An hour passed quickly in this intense battle.
It's one o'clock in the morning.
The soldiers guarding the city wall looked at each other, all of them getting sleepy from waiting.
They had been looking forward to showing off their skills tonight, but so far they haven't had a chance to make a move.
The defensive towers and cannons on the city walls were like tireless killing machines, firing Arrows and cannonballs to form an impenetrable net of reaping, blasting countless monsters to death.
Even if a few scattered monsters occasionally broke through the firepower blockade and charged towards the city walls.
But before they even got close, they stepped into a trap and were riddled with holes by the skeleton archers.
Shen Xing quickly glanced at his current score and calculated in his mind, "In one hour, I've killed about 20,000 monsters, and my score has increased by 80,000 points."
"While I don't know how efficient the other lords are, I think this is quite fast."
Just then, several shadowy figures suddenly appeared in the blood-red mist.
A gigantic brain floated in mid-air, with countless tentacles hanging from its end.
That was the Tier Four Overlord Rank monster we had seen before— the Flying Brain.
However, it only showed itself at the beginning, and then disappeared into the blood mist.
Shen Xing kept a close eye on their movements.
After all, these are monsters of this level, and there's more than one of them.
If they erupt simultaneously, even he wouldn't be able to easily intercept them.
However, those 'Flying Brain' did not leave the blood mist.
They emitted strange hissing sounds, as if conveying some kind of command to the monster horde.
"Waaaaah!"
Centered on these Flying Brain, concentric circles of dark purple ripples spread out, sweeping across an area of several kilometers.
All the Chaos Familiars swept by the ripples seemed to be injected with adrenaline, instantly entering a berserk state!
The already incredibly fast movement speed increased dramatically once more, and a large number of Chaos Familiars Juvenile wriggled wildly on the ground like surging waves.
Moreover, even more chaotic monsters began to emerge from the blood mist, their numbers increasing dramatically compared to before.
"Hmm? Is the offensive starting to intensify?"
Shen Xing frowned slightly, but he wasn't surprised.
As everyone knows, the beginning is just for you to get used to things; the real challenge comes later.
"Splash..."
"Boom! Boom boom boom!!"
The cannons and arrow towers continued their relentless attacks, blasting hordes of monsters to smithereens.
However, because the number of monsters was too large and they had all entered a berserk state, they could no longer exert the same overwhelming force as before.
The defensive line began to be compressed, and the monsters quickly rushed to an area less than 500 meters from the city wall.
The orc artillerymen were just about to adjust their shots to bombard the nearby horde of monsters.
Seeing this, Shen Xing quickly ordered, "All artillerymen, ignore the monsters below and continue bombarding the densest part of the monster horde."
"All units, prepare for battle!"
As soon as the words were spoken, all the soldiers focused their attention and assumed their battle stances!
Da Hou and Gorehowl each picked up their weapons and came to the forefront of the army, ready to show their skills.
The orc artillerymen ignored the monsters below and fired wherever there were the most monsters, maximizing their firepower.
The arrow towers on the city walls also stopped paying attention to the scattered monsters.
Soon, many chaotic monsters broke through the fire zone and arrived at an area less than 300 meters from the city wall.
"Haha, it's finally my turn!"
Da Hou shouted excitedly, "This time I'll let the whole territory know that among the orcs, besides Hellscream and Gorehowl, there is also me, Da Hou the Supreme!"
With that, he brandished his double axes, donned his Bull Horn Helm, and charged at the enemy like a raging bull.
Just then, he heard the sound of flapping wings behind him, and a black shadow skimmed across the ground at high speed, instantly rushing in front of him.
In Da Hou stunned gaze, all that could be seen was a bald head.
The opponent wielded a massive Mad Demon Battle Axe, his bat wings spread wide, making him resemble a demon god from hell!
After the bald orc rushed to the group of monsters, he began to spin rapidly.
The enormous bat wings burst into black flames, creating swirling gusts of air.
"Whoosh—whoosh—!"
As he continued to spin, a massive black Flame Tornado, over a hundred meters in diameter and seemingly capable of engulfing everything, suddenly appeared!
All the monsters that approached were pulled by a tremendous suction force and then swallowed by Flame Tornado, torn to shreds in an instant.
The Chaos Familiars Juvenile that split off from them were also evaporated in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the monsters that had escaped were all wiped out by Hellscream of skills.
The battlefield in Dongcheng District was empty again.
Da Hou, staring blankly at the scene, then quickly snapped back to reality, "Oh! That damned Hellscream, he stole my thunder!"
"But it's alright. Even you can't unleash this skill continuously. Once you can't hold on any longer, it'll be time for me to Da Hou my ultimate power."
Sure enough, the huge tornado stopped spinning after a few seconds.
But before he could Da Hou with joy...
The bald orc started swinging his battle axe again, spinning around in place.
"Whoosh—whoosh—!"
A black storm of fire rose up once more, engulfing and killing any monsters that had escaped.
Then came the third wave, the fourth wave, the fifth wave...
This orc was like a tireless spinning top, its black firestorm almost engulfing everything!
Hearing the Da Hou, he was stunned. He walked forward blankly and couldn't help but ask, "Hellscream... how... how did you do that?"
"What?" Hellscream sheathed his battle axe and asked in confusion.
"Why doesn't your [Bladestorm] have a cooldown? You can keep casting it!" the Da Hou question.
Hellscream honestly replied, "I studied how this skill is generated, and after practicing a few times, I can unleash it infinitely."
"You can't?"
Da Hou: "?"
Do you want to hear what you're saying?
What does it mean that after practicing a few more times, you can unleash unlimited power?
Do you even know what skill cooldown or spell interval is?
As we all know, the more powerful a skill is, the longer its cooldown time.
Even if it gets stronger later on, or if some special means are used to reduce the cooldown, it is impossible to achieve zero cooldown!
But now, Hellscream has done it, which is simply beyond the comprehension of Da Hou.
The two-axe orc remained silent for a moment, then finally gave up trying to steal the monster from Hellscream and quietly retreated to the foot of the city wall.
On the other side, at the South Gate battlefield.
"After waiting all night, it's finally time for this commander to make his move!"
Gorehowl, riding a dire wolf, charged straight onto the battlefield like a streak of crimson lightning.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
He wielded a flaming greatsword, each strike unleashing tongues of fire several meters long, vaporizing countless monsters.
"Hahaha, you've all seen it now, haven't you? This is what it means to be an army single-handedly!"
As Gorehowl Execute the monsters that had slipped through his fingers, he boasted to the orc legion behind him.
The orcs' eyes filled with admiration.
At that moment, two other figures also entered the battlefield.
A giant ice skeleton, over three meters tall, clad in heavy ice armor and wielding a great ice bow, strode forward.
It exudes a strong chill, and wherever it passes, snow falls and everything freezes.
A large number of chaotic monsters were frozen into ice sculptures, and then, with several clear cracking sounds, they instantly turned into fragments on the ground.
On the other side, a death knight clad in gray armor, riding a skeletal warhorse, and wielding a massive scythe charged into the enemy ranks.