bullyxtreme Chapter 304 I Come From the Capital
Chapter 304 I Come From the Capital
With Crimson's breath, the battle with a large number of undead creatures in the room was about to break out.
These undead creatures, not only their "birth" process is filled with disgusting details.
Even in battle, we cannot afford to give in.
Although Crimson's breath was not a divine means, it dispelled everything that Abes and his group had brought into the room through the passage in a short period of time.
"From the depth point of view, this is definitely a basement."
The good news is that there won't be too many basic enemies here;
The bad news is that there is hardly any other retreat or passage here - unless you go back to the passage you came from.
However, this was also within their expectations.
A passage larger than a human being that transports magic power to the farmland. The place it can lead to is, of course, a location like a laboratory or a ritual site.
In order to gain a firm foothold, this tough battle has to be fought.
Sure enough, after the flames died down, undead creatures could be seen pouring in like a tide in the surrounding shadows and in the corridor behind the only door in the room.
The rotting muscles and twisted bones gleamed eerily in the dim light.
The one closest to Abes's face was lucky enough to still maintain a rough human form, with flesh and blood that had not yet decayed, but it also had sunken eye sockets, pale skin with spots, and a standard appearance of a corpse.
Abes clenched his fist subconsciously.
Even if the iron gauntlets protect your hands well, this will only damage your equipment.
They should have been transformed not long ago - if they were generated out of thin air after exceeding the threshold, they would not carry irrelevant things such as organic matter.
And now, these images seem to be silently mocking the fragility of the living and Abes's lateness again.
Look, you're late again!
However, no matter how early we arrive, there will always be corresponding casualties.
Bang!
The first clash of battle was heard as Abes's blade cut through the air and struck the nearest skeleton.
The sword blade pierced its cervical vertebra, and then with a disgusting "click" sound, the skeleton's head fell to the ground, carrying with it rotten flesh and pus.
However, Abes did not feel the slightest sense of victory, because the enemies here were somewhat different from those in the Undead Dead Wood.
The fall of the skeleton does not mean the end, nor does it mean the end of the matter just by holding on until the crack stops.
As long as the threshold exists and the number of kills is less than the number of spawns, they will just gradually become tired and destroyed.
The resistance and fighting of Abes and the others more or less stimulated the anger of these undead creatures.
Maybe they didn't expect that there would be living people reappearing in their nests.
Hordes of skeletons and zombies emerged from the darkness, and the stench of decay filled the air, mixed with a fishy and wet smell that was nauseating.
Their skin (if they had any) was like peeling bark, revealing the blackened flesh and pus underneath. Their footsteps were heavy and slow, but their numbers were surging like a tide.
However, after occupying the door and stairs, it is still possible to fight.
Abes once complained about the invincible doors and stairs in many zombie games, but after actually playing them, he realized that there was a reason why these things were put into the game.
If we control these positions, the advantage will be huge.
The narrow space of the doorway and staircases makes it difficult for enemies to enter at the same time.
Although skeletons and zombies are numerous, they move slowly and lack flexibility.
Abes and his companions can set up a defense line at the door, and as long as enemies rush in, they can attack from multiple directions at the same time.
Whenever an enemy tried to break through, they could concentrate their firepower for a direct and effective strike.
In this world, it is indeed possible for extraordinary people to break through the limitation of one against many.
However, the undead creatures already have powerful characteristics such as the spontaneous generation of new individuals when exceeding a threshold and overall evolution when exceeding a threshold. A single weak individual is still unable to defeat a large number of enemies alone.
Therefore, as long as they go down the stairs or enter behind the door, Abes and his team can steadily reduce the number of enemies.
Secondly, the design of the stairs also provides them with a natural defensive advantage.
On the narrow staircase, the undead could not fully utilize their numerical advantage.
The only problem was that, after all, they had come here through a tunnel, and were now located at the bottom, without the advantage of gravity and high terrain.
Therefore, they cannot stay in this position for a long time, otherwise, the enemies will trample on them and fall down the stairs in a swarm, blocking the exit of the basement room, and they will be in trouble.
Taking two steps at a time, they quickly went back up the stairs and finally arrived at a corridor.
Regardless of whether it has any advantages, at least there are now more entrances and exits and depth space.
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After moving quickly as if they were risking their lives, Abes and his group were now standing in a room at the corner of the corridor.
"If more intelligent undead evolved, they should know the topographic map of this castle and quickly realize that our hiding place is located here."
"But now it seems that the enemies sent to track and block us are just small minions. After they lose visual information, their tracking ability is greatly reduced. If we hide the entrance to this room and block them from coming in, they will think that this is not an accessible activity area after a while and leave on their own."
Listening nervously to the roars of undead creatures and the sounds of bones and flesh coming from outside.
This sound was particularly harsh in the dark space, and after making sure that they were generally far away, everyone sat or lay down with peace of mind.
This room is better than the basement just now. It seems more spacious and I can take a rest here.
Knowing and having faced the crazy soldiers in Ravenhold, the mad creations of the one-eyed god Gruumsh, Abes did not think there was anything scary about sneaking into the castle and facing the undead creatures.
The Breland family's castle was too small to compare with the military fortress of Crowhold, which could almost be called a battle palace.
It is also inferior to Carterburg, which is of the same level as Ravenburg but covers a larger area.
After all, undead creatures are also a common monster in this world. They are not as good as mad soldiers, the survivors and assimilated bodies of the battle royale who were forcibly forged by evil and crazy divine power.
But the others were not so calm.
Soran huddled in the corner, clutching his knees tightly with both hands, his face pale and fear in his eyes.
Among the few people, his ability was the most unstable, and he was the weakest apart from his so-called talent.
A few days ago, he was wanting to be a hero and solve the missing persons issue in Carter Castle, and then he had to deal with the disgusting-looking insect-vomiting plague. Now, he follows Lord Qian Zhongzhan to deal with an entire noble castle full of undead?
The impact of the picture is a bit too great.
He looked up from time to time, staring at the door nervously, as if he was ready to escape immediately if an enemy broke through the door.
Whenever he heard a roar outside, he trembled unconsciously.
Bai Renchou, who seemed to be calmer, was not in much better condition. He was not a superhuman himself. It could only be said that he was only one step away from becoming a superhuman warrior after honing his combat skills.
In fact, his fighting power comes from knowledge and from adding various elements to the sword to defeat the enemy.
Nightmare Ashes increases attack power and can also convert offensive actions into magic attacks of the same damage level.
It is a choice that can cope with most situations.
But when dealing with the undead, perhaps we should use some other sword oils and additional materials.
But it was obvious that the incident happened suddenly and he was not prepared.
The only one who obviously had the ability or believed in Abes but was still worried was Anivia.
She was half sitting on the ground, her fingers constantly stroking the bowstring, the whiteness of her fingertips contrasting with her tightly stretched finger muscles.
Knowing about Raven Castle and the Mad Soldiers, she was not too worried about the current situation.
Like Abes, she is not concerned about gains and losses in the short term, but about wins and losses on a larger scale.
That was Nass's army that appeared behind the Breland family.
They might be able to wipe out all the enemies in this castle, which is less than one-fifth the size of the royal palace.
But what should they do about Nas's army?
Of course, she knew about Lord Abes's bravery, and she had witnessed him leading dozens of people to attack a prisoner camp with hundreds of lizardmen to rescue and save nearly a thousand humans.
It can be said that she was on the high platform and was about to be executed. When she saw a figure jumping down from the high slope behind the platform of the camp, her heart was absolutely filled with shock.
Later, whether it was using tricks to trick the camp gate open to attack the well-trained army of the small kingdom of Wommza; or using the means of virtual and real response and iron-blooded assault to deal with the royal capital; or using all the latest technologies to attack Raven Castle with thunder-like means.
All examples can prove that this ancient hero who lived thousands of years ago was absolutely capable of commanding battles.
But the problem is that there is no one to command him, and even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice.
The only seemingly abundant human resources present are the undead creatures that are being generated continuously because the threshold has been exceeded.
But undead creatures are not usable manpower, but hostile manpower.
Lord Abes's goal now is clearly to eliminate the undead creatures in the castle first, and then deal with the enemy outside.
Therefore, this false hostile human pool cannot be used to defend against external enemies.
It seems that the only thing that can be achieved is to transfer the available combat forces from other places here within a short period of time and put them into the next battle?
This is certainly feasible for extraordinary people, but there are not many extraordinary people under Lord Abes's command, and the situation in the royal capital still depends on them to maintain it.
So if she had to make a choice among the forces that could be put into combat, the only ones Anivia could think of now were ordinary people.
Ordinary soldiers, Wommza's soldiers, soldiers trained in the royal capital, Ooze City, Sweet Leaf City and other places.
And the means of transferring ordinary people at high speed...
Anivia just knew one - the Iron Bird.
She looked up. If she wanted to use that trick, then Lord Abes would now find a place where he would not be disturbed for a short period of time, just to explain the situation.
In other words, the time has come to remove your mask or veil.
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Sure enough, after making sure that the surroundings should be safe for a short period of time, Abes took out the "earphones" in his arm armor without any concealment.
As soon as this thing was taken out, everyone around looked over at it.
what is that?
After Abes opened its folding structure and buckled it on his helmet, people could roughly see that it was a device connecting two devices, one on the left and one on the right, which were probably the positions of the ears.
Is it for listening?
But what to hear?
Several people who realized something held their breath and stared at him intently, as if waiting for a secret to be revealed.
Needless to say, Sauron and Bai Renchou had no idea what this Thousand Slashers were going to do.
Although Anivia knew some things, the establishment of the magic radio station had not been mentioned to her.
She only knew that Lord Abes was going to blow up some of his family, but she didn't think about what the thing on the helmet was used for.
"Everyone," Abes' voice rang out clearly in the room. Although the volume was not high to avoid attracting the attention of the undead outside, it definitely carried a calm and firm aura. "It's time to reveal some of my story. I'm from the royal capital."
"Now, this is no longer a simple matter of the Breland family causing civil unrest in the midst of turmoil."
"The enemy abroad has appeared. For safety, justice and national security, we need to contact the army in the capital to gain strong support in the next battle."
As he said this, his eyes swept among the crowd, as if looking for everyone's reaction.
Anivia's heart was shocked, and her emphasis fell on the word "contact".
Could it be that the thing that was just taken out was the tool used for communication?
As for Sauron and the hatred between the hundred people, it will take time to digest.
Forcing Bai Renchou, a man with incomplete memories, to fight does feel like deceiving a fool.
But fortunately, in the end, Bai Renchou did not show any dissatisfaction.
"I understand. This makes sense. There are four or five exploratory teams ahead of us, and we don't know how many troops are behind us. If there are no real national troops, we have no way to intervene."
"If we don't intervene, there will be no need for others to cooperate with us if we want to find out the situation of the witch or other problems from the Breland family."
However, a hint of excitement appeared on Crimson's lazy face.
A tool for contact?
Sure enough, this ancient hero always gives me surprises. Not only is he almost able to create a time mage, but he can also easily come up with a possible connection. It turns out that it was the right choice to follow him to learn.
Among those present, perhaps only Soran had a frown on his face and a serious expression.
Both of his brothers died in General Paddy's insignificant battle arrangements.
This meant that even though he still had some expectations and trust in the small kingdom of Wommza, he could never easily forgive the situation related to General Paddy.
And now, the person in front of him whom he trusted suddenly said that he could contact the army in the royal capital?
So who is he...?
What does it have to do with General Paddy, the famous leader of the seven generals of the small kingdom?