368: Frost Elegy, Holy Light of Dawn.

“We can’t keep playing like this!”

“They’re all about to level up!”

Above the black vortex, Luo Fu Child shouted.

He looked down from high above.

The hexagonal Shangjing City was completely surrounded by the Undead Sea, appearing to be in imminent danger.

But upon closer inspection, one would realize.

The surging Undead Sea couldn’t even get close to the city walls!

The Professionals of Jiuzhou continuously leaped down from the city walls, transforming their flesh and blood into a series of dams, blocking all the undead.

Their gazes shifted from resolute to murderous, from murderous to astonished, and from astonished to ecstatic.

Coupled with the golden light flickering around them… Luo Fu Child’s defenses broke.

Omniscient Eye!

They weren’t fighting at all; they were leveling up!

Those blissful smiles were clearly from enjoying the rush of experience!

Luo Fu Child was dumbfounded.

He invaded Jiuzhou with the goal of occupation, not wanting to cause too much destruction.

After all, the ordinary people of Jiuzhou were the Childs’ future slaves.

Thus, he thought of using the Undead Sea first, gradually wearing down Shangjing City’s defenses.

Then he would entangle with the Emperors and Monarchs, trying to stall for as much time as possible.

When the sun set and the moon rose, the Omniscient Eye would descend, and the battle would naturally end.

But now… he had become a bringer of wealth!

In just this short while, he had seen several Jiuzhou Professionals level up.

He probably thought… these Professionals were thanking him in their hearts right now!

Thinking of this, Luo Fu roared in fury: “You like to grind, do you? Then grind more!”

After roaring, he took out a crystal ball shining with black luster.

Bang!

As the black crystal ball shattered.

The Secret Realm crack, from which undead continuously poured out, simultaneously expanded, emitting cracking sounds.

From within the crack, an even denser Death Qi surged out.

Among it, even the roars of Bone Dragons could be heard.

Boom, boom, boom!

One by one, gigantic undead, clad in armor, leaped out from the crack, creating huge “splashes” in the Undead Sea.

Giants, each wielding a massive axe, clad in armor, and enveloped in Death Qi, rose from the waves.

They were 20 meters tall, like small mountains; with a slight reach, they could grasp the walls of Shangjing City.

Seeing these behemoths appear, Lin Xiao’er frowned and activated Detection Art.

[Monster]: Undead General.

[Rank]: Rank 100.

[Strength]: 16250.

[Agility]: 5250.

[Physique]: 18250.

[Spirit]: 5250.

“A Rank 100 monster with three-star potential, huh.”

“That’s a bit much for the children.”

Lin Xiao’er murmured, gripping her longsword, which she had been holding in reverse, in a standard grip.

Undead Generals were nothing to her.

But for Chu Mengxuan and the city defense soldiers, they were still too dangerous.

The axes, imbued with countless vengeful spirits, were no laughing matter when they came down.

Moreover, the high-Rank undead appearing were not just Undead Generals!

Rank 90 Abyssal Knights!

Rank 100 Liches!

Rank 120 Bone Dragons!

All sorts of rare undead creatures made their appearance.

The skills between the undead were coordinated.

Liches could enhance the Bone Dragon’s defense, and Bone Dragons could unleash Dragon’s Might, strengthening the Abyssal Knights’ Netherworld Roar.

Professionals who had never seen such a formation might collapse in the first round against the undead.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao’er said to her adjutant beside her: “Liyue, send the signal, tell them to come back.”

“Understood.”

Lin Xiao’er’s adjutant was none other than her best friend, Jiang Liyue.

She, Xiao Hongyu, and Lin Xiao’er were once known as the “Three Sword Maidens” of Jiuzhou.

These three were not only powerful Professionals but also exceptionally beautiful.

In their time, they were goddesses in the hearts of a generation, with countless admirers.

But… only Lin Xiao’er got married.

Jiang Liyue drew her longsword, held it to her chest, and lightly tapped the blade with her finger, producing ethereal sword hums, like music.

The sword hums were not loud, but they reached the heart of every Professional below the city, sending them an unmistakably clear signal.

Retreat to the city walls.

The Professionals, fiercely battling below the city, were somewhat intoxicated under the influence of Limit Berserk.

But upon hearing this “music,” they immediately sobered up.

After a moment of calm, they finally saw the bone wings that blotted out the sky!

“Bone Dragon!”

A cry of alarm rang out, and all the Professionals froze.

People in this world already had a deep-seated fear of Dragons, let alone Bone Dragons.

For a moment, everyone felt a tremor in their hearts.

Fortunately, with the attribute support from Limit Berserk, they weren’t so weak-kneed.

Coupled with Jiang Liyue’s clear retreat signal, everyone didn’t waste too much time and retreated towards the city walls.

“Trying to run?”

“This grand event has just begun!”

Luo Fu Child, seeing the city defense army retreating, a cruel smile played on his lips.

Just then, the Liches, enveloped in cold Qi, suddenly raised their withered hands.

Immediately after, mournful songs emanated from their fleshless throats.

The retreating Professionals, upon hearing the songs, immediately felt an endless sorrow and despair surge within their hearts, and for a moment, they stood rooted to the spot, contemplating life.

“Humans will eventually face death, so what is the meaning of living?”

“Yes, everything will eventually pass, and we are destined to say goodbye.”

“I feel so tired of living…”

The Professionals below the city walls looked up at the sky, feeling inexplicably melancholic, losing their fighting spirit, allowing the undead army to crush down upon them.

“This is bad, it’s the Song of Frost’s Lament!”

Lin Xiao’er was suddenly stunned, forming a sword-finger gesture and unleashing a torrent of sword rain towards the city below, timely blocking the undead’s offensive.

At the same time, she shouted to Jiang Liyue: “Quickly dispel the effect of the Lament!”

Jiang Liyue, beside her, was already prepared.

She quickly tapped the sword blade, playing an inspiring melody, once again igniting the city defense army’s fighting spirit.

The despairing soldiers suddenly awoke, and before the undead could crush them, they quickly retreated to the city walls.

However, the Lament, sung in chorus by dozens of Liches, created a superimposed and doubled effect, with an extremely wide range of influence.

Not only the southern city wall where Lin Xiao’er was located, but the defenders on the other five city walls were all plunged into sorrow and despair.

They didn’t have a Sword Singer like Jiang Liyue there.

The northwest and north city walls, where Zhan Tianxiong and Zhang Lingxiao were, were still fine.

But the northeast, southeast, and southwest city walls were in a predicament.

They had no one who could quickly dispel the effect of the Song of Frost’s Lament.

Even Chen Moran, one of the Six Monarchs guarding the northeast direction, was affected by the sorrowful emotions and was stunned for about ten seconds.

And it was these ten seconds that caused the soldiers engaged in close combat below the city walls to be heavily surrounded.

“Do I need to make a move early?”

On Tianji Pavilion, Lin Xuan opened his eyes.

Qin Yang’s mission for him was to deal with the Transcendent Tier powerhouse, Luo Fu Child.

And now, the city’s defenses were already in crisis.

If he didn’t intervene to reinforce one side, there was a danger of the city being breached.

Just as Lin Xuan looked towards the northeast, preparing to go support Chen Moran, a majestic voice rang out in the sky.

“Filthy undead! Take your defiled songs and get back to the Netherworld!”

Buzz!

Golden beams of light descended upon the city walls in all six directions of Shangjing City.

Orange-red lightning flickered within the golden beams, like a pouring celestial river, scattering and collapsing the undead.

The mournful singing abruptly ceased.

Only a voice accompanied by thunder rang out.

“Knights Templar.”

“By the divine decree of the Dawn Holy Emperor.”

“Reinforce Shenzhou, slay the unholy!”