Hu Wan cracked a smile, just about to say sothing more when suddenly a pop-up flashed before his eyes.
[Alert: Monster siege!]
[Description: A large wave of ratn is approaching the Demon King Territory! All players nearby are requested to imdiately pick up their weapons and assemble in the core area of the Demon King Territory!
Successfully defending against the attack will result in a hefty reward of Joss Paper and Contribution Value. Failure will result in the forced closure of this beta testing event!]
Seeing the phrase 'forced closure,' Hu Wan felt his heart move up to his throat...even though his character didn't have a heart.
"Monster siege?!"
"I just logged off for a mont to check the forums. I was planning to record so reflections when I saw a player report saying thousands of rats were moving towards Demon King Ridge," staring at that serious skull face, Yiye Zhiqu paused, "Looks like the online notification has popped up too."
Hu Wan hastily asked.
"Who is that player?"
"Apparently called the Minotaur Warrior."
"...What kind of na is that?" Hu Wan muttered before continuing to stare at Yiye Zhiqu, "Where is he now? Can you determine his location?"
Yiye Zhiqu shook his head.
"I doubt it, that mine is all twisted up, without any markers. Given his confusing statents, I even suspect whether he can find his way back..."
Hu Wan pondered for a long while.
"What do you say, head back and help?"
"We definitely have to go back and help."
Yiye Zhiqu looked back at the cobweb-covered great hall, where he and a newly acquainted friend had been battling all afternoon.
"If the ho is gone, nothing matters anymore."
...
"Boom—"
The ground was trembling!
The ratn were roaring!
Eat everything, devour everything—
The helpless humans ran!
That was one of the Doomsday Four Scenes hanging inside the Holy City Cathedral's confessional.
Thousands of ratn soldiers from the depths of Hell had overrun the walls of the Doomsday Fortress!
Facing the action of the ratn's deadly charge, the followers of Saint Sis called it "Rat Tide"!
It was a folly above the instinct of biological survival, with rats swarming and stepping over each other, destroying the enemy and themselves.
Bathed in the corrupt light bestowed by the Three Rat Gods, these creatures, which usually scatter when overpowered, would not run away this ti! There was absolutely no chance of retreat!
With just a slight delay,
They would be trampled into a mash by their comrades rushing up from behind!
"Charge!"
"Smash those skeletons!"
"Snap those human necks!"
"For Gerro!!!"
The ratn, with eyes bloodshot, had gone mad, filling the entire mine like a rolling torrent.
Hearing the screams, Luo Yan's facial expression slightly shifted.
Gerro!
The Rat of Gluttony!
Upon hearing this na, he, coming from the deepest pits of Hell, had understood everything.
In the depths of this mine, a group of slave rats driven out of the labyrinth had completed the ritual to please Gerro under extre circumstances, producing an enormously fat "Chosen Rat"!
Luo Yan rembered studying in Demon King Academy that the conditions for the ritual were extre starvation and an imnse abundance of food, along with a slave rat whose soul and personality were twisted to the extre!
The chance of a successful ritual was incredibly low, after all, Gerro's temperant was as contrary as his children's.
Typically, these twisted monsters were created by the Demon King to make trouble for adventurers venturing into the labyrinth!
However, due to the low success rates of the ritual, not many Demon Kings bothered using it.
As for the Demon King personally combatting a berserk Chosen Rat...
He had never even heard of such a thing!
"Shit, why do these ssy situations always fall to ..." Luo Yan cursed under his breath, raising his wand to begin preparing a spell, as energies of the undead and elental earth converged beneath his feet.
Facing the surging Rat Tide, [Knowledge Explosion], standing at the front line, widened his eyes in surprise – a pity that his skull face lacked expressions, otherwise, it would look utterly shocked.
"Holy shit! So much experience—" His words had not yet settled when the tidal wave of flesh and blood overwheld him.
His pale skeleton was shattered into pieces, and "Pandemic OL" had finally seen its first player death in combat!
Having sacrificed a [Knowledge Explosion], the players behind imdiately realized the unusualness of this group of ratn, becoming more alert.
"Don't be afraid, brothers! They're just bunches of experience! Close the ranks! Brace the spears!"
Soone among the sea of skeletons shouted, a few skeletons moved first, and then the other players quickly followed, cramming together into a spiked bone wall in the not-so-spacious mine.
No fancy tactics.
Just a clash of blood and bones at this mont!
The skeletons at the front were crushed to pieces, but fortunately, they were supported by the skeletons from behind, stopping the relentless montum of the charging Rat Tide.
"Squeak—"
The leading ratn were skewered into a kebab by the spears, dark blood plasma spraying from the broken heads.
And then—
There were the bone spikes and stone pillars shooting up from the ground!
Just when it seed they might stop the ratn's charge, the latter smashed through them with pickaxes and bludgeons!
Luo Yan, holding his wand, was carefully considering which spells to use, aiming to maximize the damage to the rat horde while avoiding burying himself and the other players alive in the mine.
Continuously piling bodies ford a ramp, and the blood-crazed rats continued forward, stepping on the bodies of their fellows to climb upwards, attempting to surmount the formidable bone wall!
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