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Chapter 741 - 12 When the Battle is Perilous, Retreat When Necessary

Chapter 741: Chapter 12 When the Battle is Perilous, Retreat When Necessary

Seeing the giant skeleton approaching from a distance, Xiao Jie’s heart sank immediately.

For seasoned game players, many times the power of a spell can be directly inferred from its sound and light effects.

Just a glance at the spell in front of him made Xiao Jie feel a sense of fatal danger and terror.

Although the skeleton’s flying speed was extremely slow, almost giving a sense of powerlessness.

But Xiao Jie could feel that the slower the spell, the harder it was to resist. If it hit, it would surely be deadly or crippling.

Even though he had transformed into a Jiao Long with nearly three thousand health points, he didn’t feel safe, let alone ordinary players.

Although Xiao Jie wanted to defend the Soul Suppressing Pass, he wasn’t prepared to risk his life for it.

After all, it was just a game, and defending it would only yield some benefits and rewards.

Failing to defend might lead to the devastation of the Luoyang Plain and the loss of villages, but as long as Luoyang City stood, it wouldn’t be too significant a loss. Besides, the plain overrun with undead might even make leveling up easier, which wasn’t without its advantages.

So defending was necessary, but if the difficulty was too high or the price too steep, giving up was also acceptable.

The terrifying power displayed by the Netherworld Ghost King was daunting. At this moment, Xiao Jie suddenly had the idea of retreating.

"Everyone, prepare to retreat!" Xiao Jie shouted, ready to dodge the massive skeleton heading his way.

"We can’t retreat!"

"Brave warriors, do not panic. With the two of us here, we can definitely block this attack!"

The two experts of Pure Yang and Tai Yin shouted in unison. Facing the incoming terrifying skeleton, they each took out a yellow talisman paper, bit their middle fingers, and quickly drew a spell on the paper before casting it.

In an instant, two golden spells appeared above everyone’s heads, merging with the barrier.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The massive skeleton finally hit the barrier. The outer layers of spells shattered one by one, turning into light fragments that scattered into the air. The gigantic barrier twisted and deformed like a soap bubble. Fortunately, the two experts’ final two blood talismans took effect.

They forcefully withstood the skeleton’s impact.

BOOM!

With a loud bang, the skeleton exploded. The golden spells above the city wall flickered a few times but did not completely dissipate. However, the barrier became faint and was clearly almost out of power.

The two experts spat out a mouthful of blood simultaneously and fell to the ground, clearly heavily injured and displaying DEBUFFs for severe injury above their heads.

But in the end, they managed to block it. The Netherworld Ghost King appeared relaxed, but casting this spell had consumed the soul power of a thousand undead, indicating that it wasn’t cast lightly.

Just as Xiao Jie breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a loud crash from below the city wall. It was the Netherworld Ghost King, taking advantage of everyone’s focus on the giant skeleton, slashing through the last of the gate’s endurance with a single strike.

The Netherworld Ghost King slowly lowered his giant sword and shouted in a chilling voice, "The gate is breached — Undead ghosts, follow my command, kill everyone in the city, leave no one alive!"

The nearby undead rushed towards the broken gate like mad.

Xiao Jie saw clearly from the city wall.

He thought to himself, if the enemy breaks through the main gate, defending the wall would be in vain.

Once the corpse tide invades the city and cuts off the paths, those on the walls would become isolated and trapped. As the vice president and second group leader, he had the responsibility to ensure everyone’s safe retreat; they couldn’t be trapped here.

This was not the time to be stubborn.

"Quick, block the gate with all your might—An Ran!"

"Got it!"

An Ran leaped, green light flashing around her.

Sorcery—Spider Demon Transformation!

She completed her transformation mid-air, landing as an Eight-clawed Spider Spirit.

Sorcery—Heavenly Net!

With a series of noises, An Ran cast a web at the gate, sealing it tightly. The zombies and skeletons at the front were immediately stuck, unable to move.

An Ran continuously shot more webs, strengthening the blockade whenever it was about to collapse.

This Heavenly Net was the spider spirit’s innate demon technique, with a very short cooldown and high toughness. As long as she kept spraying webs, the undead minions couldn’t break through in the short term.

(But this is only a temporary solution; we must quickly take down the three Ghost Generals!)

Xiao Jie thought to himself, observing the battlefield, realizing that it was nearly impossible. The three Ghost Generals were all Boss-level with over six thousand health each, heavily armored with Netherworld Soul Iron Armor, and strong defensive power, plus the ability to radiate Netherworld Aura that weakened nearby creatures. Physical melee classes couldn’t exert their full strength against them.

Moreover, these Netherworld Ghost Generals were not only fierce in combat skills but could also use Netherworld Magic, making them almost fearless even against a Master of Magic.

The most critical issue was the continuous flow of Netherworld soldiers and zombie skeletons onto the walls. Clearing these little monsters was necessary, despite their over level 20 strength and moderate damage output due to their simple attack patterns.

But clearing them made it harder to focus fire on the three Ghost Generals, leaving the two on the sides with over 70% health.

The only one badly injured was the middle one, but he had only lost his mount, still retaining over 60% health.

On the player’s side, after continuous hard battles, many had used their big moves, and their inner strength, mana, and health were running low.

The formation was in disarray.

In hindsight, the Ghost General killed at the beginning was an anomaly, an exploit using game mechanics.

Usually, facing the Four Ghost Generals was a tough fight.

Now, the only option was to delay for half an hour until the Immortal Prohibition activated.

Xiao Jie glanced at the task countdown in the upper left corner: 37 minutes left.

"Feng, look at the bottom of the city." Someone suddenly shouted.

Xiao Jie looked down and saw waves of monsters rushing towards the gate. "What are we looking at? Wait, that’s—a monk?"

There was a fat monk fighting his way forward through the corpse tide, heading straight for the gate.

The monk’s face was pallid, his skin dark, with a ghastly wound in his chest, clearly dead.

Yet he could still run and jump, emitting a faint Buddhist light.

Master Shuo Bud (Servant of the Netherworld Ghost King): Level 38, Life Value: 1640.

Damn, he’s been resurrected?

Xiao Jie was stunned momentarily but quickly realized—bad! He’s rushing the gate.

"Quick, Fifth and Sixth groups, block the gate."

Groups Five and Six consisted of leftover players from the main groups, averaging just over level 20 after recent village raids, but most were only around level 10.

Low level, not at full strength, numbering just over 60. But they were the only ones with a complete formation, so they had to go.

Everyone jumped off the wall, ready to block the gate. Fortunately, as time passed, some NPC soldiers gathered with their officers, forming a team of 200.

They surrounded the inner gate in three to four layers.

Just as they formed up, Master Shuo Bud reached the outer gate.

He struck a charging pose.

Combat Skill—Daluo Handprint!

The monk launched a golden Buddha palm over two meters long, smashing through the zombie skeletons stuck in the spider webs, shattering the webs too.

The Buddha light countered demon techniques and ghost spells, the webs being demon magic were specifically vulnerable.

Xiao Jie was stunned, not expecting the resurrected Master Shuo Bud to use Buddhist skills.

Several consecutive Daluo Handprints blasted a path through the gate.

Led by Master Shuo Bud, the undead surged into the city.

"Kill!"

The Colonel guarding the gate commanded the NPC soldiers forward, the sword-shield bearers forming a phalanx to clash with the corpse tide.

The soldiers hacked and slashed, trained to defend the Soul Suppressing Pass, stronger than ordinary state guards.

But there were just too many monsters, endless waves pushing forward, wearing down the defensive formation.

Players from Groups Five and Six squeezed into the gaps, but they too couldn’t hold long.

With only around level 20 strength, they quickly ran out of inner strength.

Too few troops, no chance to cycle healing items, they couldn’t last.

Seeing the dire situation, some ran, triggering a chain reaction of retreat.

No choice, they had to heal.

The two group leaders had no options but to order retreat, "Fall back to the streets! Feng, the gate won’t hold, you should retreat too."

Xiao Jie turned, seeing the undead flood into the city, and sighed.

The fight was lost.

He acted decisively, ordering, "Everyone, retreat!"

A Colonel rushed over, pleading, "We can’t retreat, the soldiers are still fighting. If the tower falls, they will have no escape!"

Xiao Jie looked at the soldiers fighting on the walls, blocking monsters climbing from the Floating Corpses.

The stairs down the walls were near the tower; retreating would indeed leave the soldiers stranded.

But Xiao Jie couldn’t afford to care.

"Tell them to jump off the walls."

"They can’t do Qinggong, they’ll die."

"Damn, if they die, they die. I won’t leave my people here to die. Retreat, all of you, retreat!"