Chapter 215 Snowstorm in the North of Town
Chapter 215 Snowstorm in the North of Town
The snow on the ice field was trampled and mixed with blood, turning into dark red mud.
The Zhenbeilang's camp was located below, and two of the three walls had collapsed.
The gap was filled with hordes of dark monsters.
Some had fox tails, some had deer antlers, and some had no faces. They surged from the depths of the northern ice plains, wave after wave, without end.
Inside the walls, Zhenbeilang's men were still fighting.
The shield bearers in the front row knelt in the snow, using their bodies to block the gap.
The spearmen in the back row poked their spear tips out through the gaps in the shields.
Push it in, pull it out, then push it in again.
The movements are mechanical; there's not much strength left.
Lu Yan saw Liu Beiwang.
The burly man with the buzz cut stood right in the middle of the gap.
He swung the two battle axes incredibly fast, but his feet were wobbling.
There were more than a dozen wounded lying behind me, some of them already motionless.
Liu Beiwang cleaved a six-legged fox monster in two with one axe stroke.
Before the fox monster's corpse even hit the ground, it dissipated into a cloud of black mist.
The black mist swirled twice on the snow.
Three seconds later, the fox monster reformed on the spot.
It has six legs, not one missing.
Liu Beiwang paused for a moment.
Just like that.
The shieldman next to him couldn't hold out and was pounced on by another monster.
They grabbed his neck and dragged him into the horde of beasts.
"President! It's alive again!"
Someone shouted, and the sound cracked.
"They're invincible! These bastards are invincible!"
Some people in the line started to back away.
If you take a step back, those behind you will follow suit.
As soon as the formation loosened, the monsters slipped into the gaps.
Lu Yan watched this scene unfold.
Xiao Qianyu stood behind him, holding a halberd in her hand.
Lin Chuxue leaned against the cabin wall, her face still pale, her hand gripping her staff tightly.
"Jump," Lu Yan said.
Xiao Qianyu glanced at him.
"No umbrella."
"Need not."
Lu Yan took a step forward and fell straight down.
At an altitude of 1,000 meters, the wind stung people's faces.
Lu Yan didn't look down.
His eyes were fixed on the black mist that rose from the dead monsters.
That thing is the anchor point; as long as the anchor point is there, the monster can reassemble infinitely.
Three hundred meters.
Lu Yan raised his hand, and a black lotus emerged from his fingertips.
It's about the size of a thumbnail, with twelve petals, all covered in flowing runes.
Two hundred meters.
One hundred meters.
Fifty meters.
On the ground, a fox-like monster that had just been reassembled raised its head.
It saw the person who fell from the sky.
Lu Yan flicked the black lotus away.
The movements were casual, no different from flicking cigarette ash.
The black lotus drifted down, slowly spun twice, and landed in the area where the monsters were most concentrated.
Then, everything within a 100-meter diameter disappeared.
The fox monster, the antler monster, the faceless monster, along with the snow beneath their feet and the snowstorm in the sky, all disappeared.
Half a meter of ground was suddenly shaved off, exposing the permafrost layer underneath.
The black mist that could regenerate monsters also disappeared.
Liu Beiwang's axe remained raised in mid-air, but did not fall.
He stared, mouth agape, at the suddenly empty patch of ground in front of him.
There were hundreds of monsters crowding there just a moment ago, but now there's not a single one left.
Behind the wall, the soldiers of Zhenbeilang were also dumbfounded; some didn't even notice that their spears had fallen to the ground.
Lu Yan landed.
He stood on the edge of the open space, where the frozen ground beneath his feet had cracked.
No injuries.
Xiao Qianyu jumped down after her.
It flashed through the air three times and landed to Lu Yan's left, with the tip of the Dragon King Halberd pointing outwards.
Lin Chuxue was the last to come down. She staggered a couple of steps when she landed, but she had already raised her staff.
A crimson magic circle spread out from beneath her feet, turning the sky red.
Her face turned from white to red, but she seemed fine.
Inside the magic circle, crimson ice spikes emerged from the ground, piercing through the circle of monsters that charged forward.
Xiao Qianyu moved.
Flash Strike.
Her figure flashed several times among the monsters, each appearance taking away a group of them.
She didn't speak or shout; she just kept killing.
Lu Yan walked forward, and every ten steps he took, a black lotus flower was launched.
The moment the black lotus lands, a hundred meters around it is completely cleared.
The three black lotuses cleared three passages, tearing open a gap in the Zhenbeilang defense line.
Liu Beiwang finally came to his senses.
He shoved the axe into the ground and shouted behind him.
"Everyone, move over there!"
"Follow Captain Lu's men!"
The remnants of Zhenbeilang's forces began to move.
The wounded were helped up, and the shield bearers reformed their formation.
The spearman picked up the spear from the ground and retreated through the opening Xiao Qianyu had torn open.
Lu Yan walked up to Liu Beiwang.
Liu Beiwang was half a head taller than him, his face was covered in blood, and there was a hole in his left arm through which the bone was visible.
"Lu Yan." Liu Beiwang's voice was terribly hoarse.
"Chairman Liu."
"You're too late."
"It's not too late."
Liu Beiwang glanced at the open space behind Lu Yan.
"What is that?"
"Black Lotus".
"Whatever it's called, as long as it works." Liu Beiwang pulled out the axe.
"Can we still fight?" Lu Yan asked.
"As long as you don't die, you can fight."
Liu Beiwang spat out a mouthful of blood and turned to shout at the group.
"Don't just lie there! Reinforcements have arrived!"
"Get up, you bastard!"
The men of Zhenbeilang stood up one after another.
Some were leaning on long spears, while others were being supported by others.
But they all stood up.
Lu Yan glanced at it.
There are fewer than two hundred people left.
Those who can fight are a little over a hundred.
not enough.
But there's plenty of black lotus.
He looked ahead.
Monsters from the ice field continued to surge in, filling the area cleared by the black lotus.
But they dared not get too close and all went around them.
There are several patches of snow ahead that are black; those are traces left by the black lotus.
In the places cleared by the black lotus, some black crystals were scattered.
It's not big, about the size of a fingernail.
Lu Yan picked up a piece and examined it; it was a remnant of divinity.
It is what the rules collapsed and compressed after higher-dimensional beings were annihilated.
He put the crystal in his pocket, intending to deal with it later.
"Lin Chuxue".
"exist."
"Extend the magic circle to its maximum range and shield Zhen Beilang's men."
"it is good."
Lin Chuxue slammed her staff on the ground, and the crimson magic circle expanded to fifty meters.
A dark red shield enveloped the remaining members of Zhenbeilang's group.
A wounded soldier leaned against the shield, and the bleeding from his wounds had stopped.
Xiao Qianyu returned to Lu Yan's side.
The blood on the halberd had frozen, but she was too lazy to wipe it off.
"How much is left in the north?"
Lu Yan's divine sense swept around.
"Within visual range, more than three thousand."
"What about outside the line of sight?"
"have no idea."
Xiao Qianyu didn't ask any more questions.
She switched the halberd to her other hand.
Lu Yan looked at the icy plains to the north.
The wind and snow intensified again.
The clearing cleared by Black Lotus is being covered by snow.
But the black crystals were still there, emitting a faint light in the snow.
The monsters were retreating, but in an orderly fashion, as if they were regrouping.
What are they waiting for?
From the depths of the snowstorm came a woman's laughter.
It was very harsh, with each sound dragging out.
The ice broke.
It started from the depths of the snowstorm and spread towards Lu Yan.
Black mist billowed from the crack.
A figure emerged from the fog.
woman.
She was wearing a gorgeous kimono with exquisite embroidery, but it was bulging out of shape because of something.
Her face—
No, that's not a face.
His facial features are crooked.
His mouth stretched from ear to ear, and his eyes darted in different directions.
She stepped on the cracked ice, and with each step, a layer of ice cracked beneath her feet.
The laughter didn't stop.
"Variables in China's Development"
She spoke, her voice and laughter blending together, making it impossible to distinguish one from the other.
"It's finally here."
Lu Yan looked at her.
The black lotus twirled on her fingertip.
"Amaterasu?"
The woman tilted her head.
That movement twisted his neck at an angle he shouldn't have.
You can call me whatever you want.
She smiled.
"Anyway, you Chinese people can't tell us what we are."
Liu Beiwang cursed from behind.
"I don't care what you are, I'll just swing my axe—"
"Shut up," Lu Yan interrupted him.
Liu Beiwang has closed his eyes.
Lu Yan stared at the woman.
Her body was writhing beneath her kimono, and there was something inside the clothing that she couldn't tell what it was.
Lu Yan held the black lotus between his fingertips.
The twelve petals rotated very slowly.
"Have you been waiting long?"
The woman smiled.
"From the day you entered the trial."
"Three days?"
"Three days." She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
The tongue is forked.
"Enough for you to grow, and enough for them to prepare."
She raised her hand.
The wind and snow deep in the ice field stopped for a moment.
Then all the monsters howled at the same time.
More than three thousand, all with the same voice.
"bring it on."
The woman opened her arms.
"Give it a try!"
"How many you can kill is up to your skill."
Lu Yan didn't even finish speaking before flicking the black lotus away.
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