With no reinforcements and no hope, this group of Great Wei soldiers was fighting a war they knew was destined for defeat.
Yet even so, not a single one of them chose to retreat.
Because their duty was to protect!
If they fled now, they would likely live the rest of their lives in guilt.
When they eventually died, how could they face the old brothers who had fallen in battle?
The Great Wei soldier whose wounds had just been healed let out a sinister laugh, his spirituality erupting as it merged into the phantom of the axe above his head.
"Brothers!"
"It looks like this city can't be held. We've fought for so long and no one has come to support us. Our brothers inside the city must have already sacrificed themselves."
"Rather than being slowly worn down to death, it's better to give it everything we've got!"
"Charge with me!"
Hearing this, the other soldiers raised their hands and shouted, preparing to launch a final charge.
As soldiers, even if they were to die, they hoped to die on the path of a charge.
"Don't rush! Hold on for fifteen more minutes!"
"The City Lord said we must hold them back. In fifteen minutes, he'll let those Great Qi bastards know the might of our Wangnian City!"
A voice suddenly rang out behind them. The soldiers turned to see dozens of battered Executioners running toward them.
"Fifteen minutes?"
"Yes!"
The leading Executioner gave a grim smile.
"Fine, we'll hold for another fifteen minutes!"
...
High in the air, the blade-wielding ghost and the Headless Ghost launched a fierce assault on Qin Ye.
Yin Yang couldn't fly, so he could only provide long-range support.
The two ghosts and the man coordinated with perfect chemistry, their strikes ruthless.
However, Qin Ye seemed like a different person entirely. Gone was his previous cowardice; he fought with sweeping, powerful moves, actually suppressing Yin Yang and the two ghosts all by himself!
"Hahaha! A creditor? Interesting, truly interesting!"
"Did you think I was actually afraid of you just now? What a joke!"
Blood continued to flow from his shoulder blade. Currently, he was surrounded by nothing but the two ghosts and the evil god, leaving him no opportunity to transfer his injuries.
This had become his weakness.
The blade-wielding ghost repeatedly targeted his wound, its relentless strikes fueling the fire of Qin Ye's rage.
"Die!"
Qin Ye's divinity erupted from his right hand. As the blade-wielding ghost swung its blade, he dodged to the side and slammed a palm into the ghost's abdomen.
Puff.
Upon being hit, the blade-wielding ghost's abdomen twisted as if there were a black hole inside, continuously devouring everything within it.
"Heh heh heh, I'll let you..."
Boom!
The blade-wielding ghost self-detonated directly in front of him. Fortunately, Qin Ye dodged quickly enough, or he would have been in serious trouble.
Screech!!!
Sensing the blade-wielding ghost's self-detonation, the Headless Ghost nearby descended into complete madness!
Its neck acted like a steam engine, frantically spewing black mist.
Distorted black-red patterns surfaced on its chest, spreading toward its limbs.
Swish!
The Headless Ghost launched itself at Qin Ye like a small missile.
Qin Ye crossed his arms in a blocking maneuver, his divinity gathering into a shield before him.
Boom!
Crack, crack.
The Headless Ghost slammed violently into the divinity shield, its muscles twisting from the impact.
The shield was covered in cracks, looking as though it might shatter at any moment, but it ultimately held.
"You ghostly thing, you can die too!"
Qin Ye's right fist punched straight through the divinity shield, striking the Headless Ghost's chest.
A miniature black hole also appeared on the Headless Ghost's chest, beginning to devour its essence.
Buzz—
A flash of cold light slashed toward Qin Ye's neck.
Qin Ye felt the hair all over his body stand on end as he narrowly dodged the strike.
He turned his head to see the blade-wielding ghost looking at him with a murderous expression.
Damn it, this thing can resurrect!
Qin Ye shifted his gaze toward the altar, looking at the masked man who was currently dancing.
These two ghosts must be summoned creatures of that masked man. As long as I don't kill him, these two ghosts will keep resurrecting.
Qin Ye began to close in on the masked man.
Swish, swish, swish!
Several flaming arrows shot toward him, fired by Yin Yang.
Seeing the flaming masked man act so defensively, Qin Ye became even more certain of his suspicion.
He immediately laughed manically.
"So I guessed right? Are you afraid?"
Yin Yang remained silent, focusing solely on his relentless assault.
Rumble—
Thunder rolled across the sky, yet no one dared to look up. After all, the sealed object stone mirror was still in the sky; a single glance would pull them into the Mirror World.
And inside that mirror, two Sequence 4 experts were locked in combat. The mere aftershocks of their battle could take their lives!
Buzz—
The ground of Wangnian City began to crack, with beams of golden light emerging from the fissures.
Yin Yang's eyes narrowed slightly. That sense of impending doom grew even stronger.
He secretly pulled out the Traveler's Badge. Only when he confirmed it was still functional did he breathe a sigh of relief.
"Hahaha—"
Qin Ye laughed loudly as he attacked toward the altar, shouting, "You're in luck! You're about to become witnesses to a new era!"
As he spoke, the earth split open completely. The golden lights attracted and merged with one another, forming a massive array.
Yin Yang looked out, unable to even see its full extent.
What a massive undertaking. Judging by the lines of the array, they must be integrated into the streets and sewers.
That means when the streets and sewers were being built, they secretly placed the array conductors within them.
Building infrastructure wouldn't be possible without the approval of the Command Center.
The Command Center must have been involved in this.
Yin Yang's mind raced. Although he couldn't see the entire city at once to know the full layout of the array, his time in the library hadn't been wasted.
Yin Yang had a habit: no matter what city he went to, he would first learn the terrain.
This was to make it easier to set up incantations and plan escape routes.
Wangnian City was no exception. The entire city layout and underground pipes were etched into his mind.
Combining the array patterns before him with his memory of the streets and sewers elsewhere, he quickly constructed a giant array in his mind.
He then adjusted and refined the mental model, comparing it to similar arrays in his memory until he finally identified two similar types.
Yin Yang frowned.
None are exactly the same. This means the array is either original or an ancient array found in some ruins that hasn't been publicized.
The two arrays similar to it are both fusion-conversion types.
But how could a fusion-conversion type give me such a fatal sense of crisis?
Yin Yang couldn't quite figure it out. With an array this massive, even if he wanted to tamper with it, there wasn't enough time left.
Usually, he was the one setting up arrays to trap others; this time, it seemed he was getting a taste of his own medicine.
On the other side, Qin Ye was about to reach the masked man when Qin Qian's voice rang in his mind once more.
"Ye'er, the time has come. Begin!"
"Yes!"
Qin Ye glanced at the masked man with some reluctance, but he still gritted his teeth and took an object from his pocket, tossing it into the air.
It was a palm-sized mummified doll.
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