Chapter 349 – The Tower of Heroes, 2nd Floor (1/2)
When Fatty finally freed up his hands, he controlled the Elemental Sword Formation to separate the players inside and quickly contained the situation. After Wild Dancing Wind’s death, hundreds of players were chopped up with the wild flying swords inside the formation as an example. The rest immediately became honest. Although this intensified their greed for the diagram, they wouldn’t dare move again for a while.
If outside, Fatty would be hard-pressed to escape when facing so many players at once, but since they had entered the sword array, their life and death were entirely in his grasp.
Had it not been for the fact that they were pressed for time and had none to waste, Fatty would have used the Soul Sealing Cross to imprison Wild Dancing Wind’s soul and slain her to level zero before anything else.
After a malicious slaughter to intimidate those harboring ill intents, Fatty continued to discuss with Bai Xiaosheng about what to do next. The skill Invincible Hero could only last for ten minutes while they still had nearly two hours to go.
“This system is obviously cheating players alright.” Bai Xiaosheng's face had changed through several colors. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.
The ten minutes of Invincible Hero soon passed. Fatty once again operated the Elemental Sword Formation to resist the enemy.
“Things aren’t looking good.” Zhang Feihu dragged his blade out the Tower of Heroes with a tired face. Without his all-out support in this defensive battle, the city would have fallen long ago.
“We have to hold on for more than an hour before the imperial army can arrive, but you see, the situation right now is… geez.” Bai Xiaosheng sighed.
“Seems like your only choice is to lift the seal on the second floor,” Zhang Feihu said after some silence.
“The second floor? Didn't you say there was no one else in the tower except you?” Bai Xiaosheng was dubious.
“The one on the second floor isn’t human,” explained Zhang Feihu hesitantly.
“Not a human? Demon?” Bai Xiaosheng and Fatty exchanged glances in surprise.
“Not a demon either,” Zhang Feihu said.
“Then what is it? Geez, General, can you not wheeze while you speak? This really isn’t the time.” Bai Xiaosheng was truly anxious right now, otherwise, he wouldn't have talked to Zhang Feihu in this manner.
“A god.”
“A god?!”
Fatty and Bai Xiaosheng nearly jumped, especially Fatty who was so excited that his control of the Elemental Sword formation slipped and he almost let the demons in.
“Quick, quickly open the second floor let our godly elder out.” Fatty urged Bai Xiaosheng.
“I can't open it.” Bai Xiaosheng replied bitterly and looked at Zhang Feihu.
“We’ll all die in the end. After lingering on the last breath for thousands of years, it should be over.” Drowned in thoughts, Zhang Feihu ignored Bai Xiaosheng and let out a faint sigh.
In just this moment as Zhang Feihu lamented, Fatty suddenly felt the pressure on him reduce. He lifted his eyes and paled in fright. The Demon army outside was retreating, making space for several thousand demon troops about 10 meters tall, with two horns on their heads and black bird-like wings on their backs.
These demons were pitch-black in color. In the large areas of skin exposed were bulging muscles looking as hard as granite and covered in complex magical runes. Each demon wielded a two-handed battle axe, yelling while racing towards the Elemental Sword formation.
“Abyss Devils; ranked among the upper half in strength in the Demon realm,” Zhang Feihu blandly introduced after a glance.
Rumble… The Abyss Devils jumped up, and thousands of battle axes mercilessly hacked down on the sword formation. In return, countless light swords rattled restlessly and struck the devils with tooth-tingling scratching sounds.