Chapter 351 – Into the Altar
When the Demon army’s momentum intensified, Fatty had to narrow the protection scope of the sword formation again and again. According to Zhang Feihu, the NPC army should be about to deploy if it had not already, so there was no need for too much effort and just getting through this period of time was enough.
Strangely enough, the demons’ power was much weaker now compared to before, just right within the limit that Fatty could hold up.
The fight between Marshal Samo and Demon King Sigg was at a deadlock. Samo’s purple spear traversed the heavens and the earth, poking a hole with every thrust, while each blink of the nine eyes of Sigg’s Ghost Eye War Saber was a mental attack that injured intangibly, even the Demon soldiers below were affected.
Whoosh. In a golden light, Fatty rose to level 59.
“Dang, now that’s the right herding method.” The players around were super envious. If talking about the one who benefited the most from this siege outside from Bai Xiaosheng, that would be Fatty. Relying on the Elemental Sword Formation, he persisted in a risky manner and rose several levels in a row, making himself the one most likely to be first to the 6th cla.s.s enhancement.
“We’re still too weak. If we came here after getting our 6th cla.s.s enhancement, the player side wouldn’t have to be as pa.s.sive as now.” HeadofG.o.d sighed.
There were not many surviving players, all of whom were turtled up inside the Elemental Sword Formation.
“Look! The NPC army!” a shout from someone instantly had all the players perk up.
A big flag was fluttering in the sky, the golden tiger on it fluttering along, looking as if it could swoop down at any moment.
“It’s Marshal Ferotiger’s banner. We are saved.” The surviving NPC soldiers began to cheer.
However, Fatty looked on with cold eyes. The numbers of this legion were pitifully small, only about thirty thousand people. Although this was relatively a lot more than that in the City Lord Manor, it was nowhere near enough for the Demon army outside.
“What the h.e.l.l is that Marshal Ferotiger doing?” Fatty had no respect whatsoever for the so-called marshal.
“Encircle the enemy post to attack reinforcements coming to its aid. Both sides have the same idea,” Zhang Feihu explained the nature of this army in a few words.
“s.h.i.+t! You mean we’re bait.” Fatty was furious.
“These days, being bait also requires strength.” Zhang Feihu glanced at Fatty. Fatty snorted twice before no longer speaking.
With the aid of the new-arrived NPC army, the pressure on Fatty greatly reduced. Since neither side intended to end the battle for the time being, Fatty simply put away the Elemental Sword Formation to save energy.
“Why did you withdraw the formation?” a player questioned Fatty. Without the protection of the sword formation, they were immediately exposed to the demons and put back into constant danger.
“No energy. Give me a thousand magic stones and I’ll use it again,” Fatty coldly said and the other person immediately clamped up.
“Take this chance to reap some benefits.” Fatty rushed out and hid behind the NPC troops. These demons didn’t drop anything good, but the experience points from them were generous. Those that hadn’t died so far had all leveled at least once or twice.
The battle continued. Every once in a while, when the NPC army suffered heavy casualties, another group would immediately arrive to a.s.sist in the defense, and at least 500,000 NPC troops had come. Looking at how many troops there were in the City Lord Manor, one could imagine how bitter the fighting outside was.
Under this kind of bitter circ.u.mstance, the remaining two hours pa.s.sed quickly. However, now the goal was not to persist ten hours and officially claim Hero City, but to maximize the casualties of the Demon army, and it would be best if they drew out those Demon Kings.
