62: Chapter 62 You're really my good brother

"Brother, why are you in such a rush to run?"

Su Ming's voice held a trace of playful mockery as he leisurely stepped in front of the frantically fleeing Wang Haoyu.

The moment Wang Haoyu raised his eyes and saw Su Ming, his face instantly turned ash-gray, as terrible as if he had swallowed filth, and his heart skipped a beat.

How was it him?!

He still vividly remembered the painful experience of having three hundred thousand divine crystals forcibly robbed from him by Su Ming in the Hanging Secret Realm.

He had originally planned to thoroughly investigate Su Ming's background before seeking a chance for revenge, but his plans were disrupted by the sudden trial, delaying it again and again.

Now that they met on a narrow road once more, the image of those three hundred thousand divine crystals vanishing into thin air flashed before his eyes, causing a sharp pang in his chest.

In Wang Haoyu's eyes, Su Ming was a ruthless bandit blocking his path to claim his life; but in Su Ming's eyes, Wang Haoyu standing before him was literally a walking treasury.

Before Su Ming could even open his mouth, Wang Haoyu's desire to survive kicked into overdrive, and he gritted his teeth, speaking first: "I only have two hundred thousand divine crystals left on me! I'll buy my life with these two hundred thousand!"

Su Ming was slightly stunned on the spot, genuinely baffled by this excessively proactive move.

He had only stopped him on a whim, intending to inquire about the true situation of the battle in Mingkong City, and had no intention of robbing him again.

"Wait, brother, the last time I took three hundred thousand from you, it was because you actively came looking for trouble. This time I just wanted to ask about the situation—why are you offering money on your own initiative?"

Su Ming complained secretly in his heart, but as for pie in the sky, he wouldn't refuse it.

He immediately reined in his expression, putting on an approving facade, and nodded with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, learning to answer before being asked. Since you are so generous, if I don't accept, it would seem like I'm not giving my brother face."

As his words fell, Su Ming candidly accepted the two hundred thousand divine crystals, collecting the payment without the slightest delay.

Wang Haoyu's heart bled with agony, yet he didn't dare delay for even half a second, turning around with every intention of slipping away.

"Brother, don't be in such a rush to leave."

Su Ming's voice sounded once more, light and breezy, yet it made Wang Haoyu freeze completely, a layer of cold sweat instantly breaking out on his spine.

"You want to go back on your word?!" Wang Haoyu's expression changed abruptly, his heart filled with regret.

Had he known this would happen, he should have gritted his teeth and established a deity contract earlier to save his life no matter what.

"Relax." Su Ming waved his hand, his expression calm. "I still have principles. If I said I'd let you go, I definitely won't touch you. I just want to ask, how is the current battle situation in Mingkong City?"

Wang Haoyu's mind raced, making swift calculations.

This bandit actually had his eyes on Mingkong City too?

It seemed that city couldn't be saved after all.

Since he had lost over half his forces in this battle yet gained nothing, he might as well pit him before leaving. It would vent his frustration a little and wouldn't be a total loss.

With that thought in mind, Wang Haoyu feigned regret and spoke with fake sincerity: "Our coalition was only one step away from breaching the city earlier, but fell short at the very last moment. However, the defenders in the city have long been exhausted by us. Brother, your strength is extraordinary; if you strike now, you will definitely be able to take Mingkong City easily."

Dropping these words, Wang Haoyu launched himself into the air, swiftly fleeing into the distance.

Watching his frantically escaping back, Su Ming called out with a laugh: "Thanks for the intel, brother! To be honest, I didn't intend to trouble you at all, just wanted to gather information. I didn't expect you to be so polite, insisting on giving me two hundred thousand divine crystals."

In midair, Wang Haoyu's body froze violently, and then his speed surged several times over as he fled even faster and more wretchedly.

Su Ming shook his head and chuckled softly, sighing with emotion: "Sigh, there really are many good people in this world."

Banter aside, he did not completely trust Wang Haoyu's one-sided words. Keeping full vigilance in his heart, he turned and stepped steadily toward Mingkong City.

A moment later, Su Ming stopped beneath the walls of Mingkong City.

Below the city wall, the mess and clamor left behind from the battle still lingered.

The surviving defenders were numbly clearing away their comrades' corpses, the air thick with the heavy stench of blood and exhaustion.

"What is that?!"

One of the defenders suddenly spotted an anomaly in the distance and let out a terrified roar.

Hearing the shout, everyone turned their heads together, only to see a pitch-black light portal suddenly forced open in the void. Boundless, thick black mist surged and churned, as an innumerable Undead Army marched out in formation, overwhelming the area with towering deathly energy.

"Enemy attack—!!"

A shrill alarm bell instantly resounded throughout all of Mingkong City.

The defenders on the city wall hastily assembled into formation, every face weary and haggard, their eyes filled with panic and dread.

The hard battle that repelled the coalition earlier had already exhausted all their physical and mental strength. Fighting again now, they were already at the end of their tether.

Su Ming stood in the void, looking down at the battered city walls and the exhausted defenders. There was not a trace of pity in his eyes, only cold indifference.

"All forces, assault the city!"

With a single command, the Undead Army moved aggressively into action.

The Yin Soldier Squad led by Ah Da spearheaded the charge. High in the heavens, a sky-obscuring nether broadsword suddenly coalesced into form, carrying pitch-black, silent destructive power as it swung down roaringly toward the city wall!

The majestic momentum of the blade suppressed all four directions, scaring the wits out of the defenders on the wall, their faces filled with despair.

At this moment in Mingkong City, the city defense formation had long been breached by the previous coalition. The two top combat forces, Gavin and Wilson, happened to be absent from the city as well. The entire city was leaderless, and no one could block this terrifying strike.

Boom—!!!

A earth-shattering explosion burst forth, and the thick, sturdy city gates shattered and collapsed with a loud crash.

Countless members of the Undead Army poured into the city through the broken gates like a surging tide, densely packed and unstoppable.

The defenders on the wall tried desperately to stop them, but what greeted them was a sky full of soul-devouring red ribbons, nether arrow rains, and dark magic.

Now, the Undead Army unleashed their full firepower. Whenever a defender dared to show their head on the wall, they would instantly be submerged by countless attacks, utterly powerless to resist.

Under absolute numerical dominance and overwhelming fire coverage, the battle was completely devoid of suspense.

In just half an hour, Mingkong City fell under Su Ming's control.

Su Ming walked slowly into the divine hall. Looking at the divine statue before him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had already prepared for a fierce, grueling battle, never expecting that it would end so anticlimactically and easily.

"I didn't expect that brother earlier actually didn't trick me," Su Ming murmured with emotion.

"Though what was his name again?"

Su Ming pondered for a long time, only to realize he hadn't even remembered the other party's name.

A look of guilt couldn't help appearing on his face.

"Let me just call him Brother Half-a-Million then."

Su Ming looked at the divine statue in front of him and shook his head with a bit of regret: "Pity. Archbishop Wilson of Mingkong City actually extracted all the faith energy from the statue. Otherwise, given Mingkong City's population, there would have been at least several million in faith energy."

Through the mouths of the surrendered defenders, Su Ming had already learned about the existence of the crystal energy cannon, and guessed that the faith energy extracted by Wilson was likely used as power for the crystal energy cannon.

He secretly estimated that the crystal energy cannon, forcibly activated by overdrawing faith energy, possessed a power infinitely close to the demigod level, even reaching the threshold of a true demigod attack.

If he had recklessly launched a frontal assault and been struck by the crystal energy cannon, even with the divine statue in Xuanming City acting as a resurrection anchor, this avatar would have been heavily damaged if not destroyed.

At that time, his barely revived avatar would be depleted of divine power, frail in form, and suffer a massive drop in combat power.

At this moment, Su Ming's heart was filled with relief.

Fortunately, a bunch of good brothers had cleared out all the dangers for him and even lured out all the enemy's high-level leaders, allowing him to take Mingkong City so effortlessly.

But this relief also made him increasingly cautious.

Mingkong City was not even considered a major border military stronghold, yet it harbored a demigod-tier weapon like the crystal energy cannon. This was proof enough that the natives of this world were by no means simple.

Just as Su Ming was reflecting secretly, his mind suddenly chilled, his body freezing instantly as he abruptly turned his head toward a certain spot in the void far away.

The moment he clearly saw the sight in the distance, Su Ming's pupils shrank sharply, and a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes.