104: Chapter 104 One Person Enters, Turning the Tide of Battle

Across the entire Chaotic Battlefield, the myriad beast tide continued to rage unabated.

Each Safe Zone relied on Contestants to defend it, steadily resisting the monster frenzy while their points continued to rise.

However, not every stronghold could boast top-tier prodigies like Victor Raymond or Karen Walker to hold down the fort.

The 23rd Stronghold.

At this moment, it was already on the verge of collapse, with deafening beast roars echoing incessantly.

Looking out, dense swarms of monsters practically blanketed the entire wasteland.

The final wave of the beast tide had completely erupted.

Countless high-level monsters surged in like a tide from all directions, frantically assaulting the stronghold's defensive line.

Rumble—the ground continued to shake violently, and the piercing shrieks of monsters resounded through heaven and earth. A dark, endless sea of high-level monsters surged toward the stronghold altar; bones piled up like mountains, and a foul stench of blood permeated the entire space.

This was the final and strongest wave of the general assault since the myriad beast tide began.

The number of monsters had doubled; elite monsters and lord-level monsters emerged one after another. The black beast tide blotted out the sky and covered the earth, completely sealing off all directions of the stronghold, leaving the Contestants inside with no retreat.

The light of the stronghold's protective barrier had dimmed to the extreme, its surface covered in dense cracks, ready to shatter completely at any moment.

There were a total of twenty-four Contestants inside. Everyone was covered in wounds, their clothes stained with blood. Their stamina was nearing exhaustion, their mana was bottoming out, their skills were on cooldown, and their eyes were filled with despair.

Everyone exhausted their last bit of strength to release skills, but when they landed on the dense crowd of monsters, they only splashed up shallow sprays of blood, completely unable to stop the advance of the beast tide.

"We can't hold on! We really can't hold on anymore!"

"There are too many monsters! This final wave of the assault is simply not something we can withstand!"

"The protective barrier is about to break! Once the monsters rush into the stronghold, all of us will be eliminated here!"

Desperate shouts rose one after another. A young Contestant, whose arm had been torn apart by a monster's claw, roared at the sky, his voice full of unwillingness and grief:

"Damn it! Why hasn't this stronghold of ours ever been full?!"

The entire scene fell into a dead silence, with a desperate rage suppressed in everyone's hearts.

Every stronghold in the Chaotic Battlefield had a limit of thirty people, yet The 23rd Stronghold had only twenty-four people stationed there from start to finish, leaving a full six spots vacant.

Being short six combatants was barely manageable during the early defense, but facing this destructive final wave of the beast tide's general assault, the gap in combat power was infinitely magnified.

Without top-tier powerhouses to hold the line, and with an inherent shortage of numbers, they were destined to fall into a desperate situation from the very beginning.

More than twenty Contestants had all thrown themselves into the battle, each of them fighting for their lives.

But facing a beast tide with numbers far exceeding those before, it still seemed like a drop in the bucket.

"Gap on the left!"

"Quickly fill the position!"

"Backline damage dealers, don't stop!"

A burly young man swung his giant axe, hacking away the monsters in front of him, the veins on his forehead bulging.

However, the next second, three high-level magic wolves lunged at him simultaneously.

Bang!

His entire body was sent flying, the armor on his chest instantly caved in, and blood sprayed out.

The people around were shocked, and several Awakened with healing abilities hurriedly acted.

But before they could even breathe a sigh of relief,

Rumble—a huge gap was torn open in the outer defensive line of the stronghold again, and a large number of monsters rushed in frantically.

"Damn it!"

An Awakened with a piercing wound in his chest, on the verge of death, looked at the constantly shattering protective barrier, his voice hoarse and desperate:

"It's over... the protective barrier is broken. The next wave of monster charges will wipe us all out, and we'll also have 500,000 points deducted..."

Everyone's hearts sank instantly; they all understood. Once the altar was destroyed, the stronghold would be judged as lost. Everyone would have 500,000 points deducted—this was a price no one could accept.

But now, they really couldn't hold on. There were too many monsters; it was impossible to kill them all. One would fall, and three more would immediately fill the gap.

The entire stronghold seemed to be completely surrounded by an endless black tide, and despair continued to spread.

Just at this moment, from the rear of the distant beast tide, a violent roar suddenly came.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Continuous explosions rang out, and a large number of monsters were forcibly sent flying. In mid-air, countless severed limbs and fragments were scattered everywhere.

"What's the situation?"

"What happened behind there?"

Many people were stunned at the same time.

Immediately after, everyone saw a shocking scene. In the surging beast tide in the distance, it was as if an incomparably sharp blood-colored long blade was forcibly tearing through the entire beast tide. Wherever it passed, monsters fell in droves; not a single monster could block it for even a moment.

"Someone?"

"Wait..."

"That's a person?!"

Everyone's pupils contracted violently.

The next second, a figure rushed out from the beast tide at high speed. The long blade in his hand swept across, and a blood-colored blade light flashed and vanished.

Puchi!

More than ten monsters were cut in half at the waist simultaneously, and blood sprayed into the sky. And that figure did not stop in the slightest, continuing to slaughter his way toward the stronghold.

Inside the beast tide.

Lin Yan held his long blade and moved forward all the way; with every step he took, monsters fell to the ground. To others, the beast tide was like a natural disaster, but in his eyes, it seemed to be nothing more than points delivered to his door.

Just as he stepped into the range of the stronghold, the system notification sounded.

[You have entered The 23rd Stronghold]

[Current Status: Stronghold Defense Battle]

[Defense Failure: 500,000 points deducted]

[150% point bonus during defense]

[Remaining defense time: 1 hour 58 minutes]

Hearing the prompt, Lin Yan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Stronghold Defense Battle?

It seems that while he and Wen Xiaoyou were in the Samsara Demon Slaughter Arena, quite a few changes had occurred in the Chaotic Battlefield. However, this was not important.

Lin Yan looked up at the monsters covering the mountains and plains in the distance, a smile appearing in his eyes instead.

"1.5 times points?"

"This comes just at the right time."

Beside him, Wen Xiaoyou also walked in. The young girl looked at the boundless beast tide in the distance, and her little face instantly turned pale.

"So... so many."

Lin Yan smiled.

"You just stay in the back."

After saying that, he walked straight forward.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the stronghold was a bit dumbfounded.

"Who is this guy?"

"Which Safe Zone is he from?"

"He slaughtered his way in from behind the beast tide alone?"

"Is he crazy?"

Many people subconsciously used detection abilities on Lin Yan, but they discovered nothing. Everyone was immediately even more confused.

However, the next second.

Boom!

The ground under Lin Yan's feet suddenly exploded, and his entire body turned into an afterimage, shooting out. His speed was so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to track.

Dozens of monsters in front lunged simultaneously, their sharp claws tearing through the air. Lin Yan's expression was calm. He swung his long blade horizontally, and a dazzling blade light instantly bloomed.

Puchi—a full twenty-plus monsters were cut into two halves at the same time.

Instant kill!

The whole place fell into a dead silence; everyone was stunned. However, Lin Yan did not pause in the slightest, continuing to charge into the depths of the beast tide.

One slash.

Two slashes.

Three slashes.

Blade light crisscrossed, and blood filled the sky. Rows upon rows of monsters fell continuously, just like harvesting a wheat field. Wherever he passed, he actually forcibly carved out a bloody path through the beast tide.

"Damn..."

Someone couldn't help but curse.

"What the hell kind of monster is this?"

"He really charged in alone?"

"That's the center of the beast tide!"

However, the even more shocking part was yet to come.

Rumble—Lin Yan threw a punch, and terrifying power instantly erupted. The monsters within a range of dozens of meters in front were all sent flying simultaneously. Their bodies exploded in mid-air, turning into a sky full of blood rain.

In just a few minutes.

The beast tide, which had originally been pressing the entire stronghold so hard they couldn't catch their breath, was actually forced to retreat step by step by him alone.

At the same time, behind the altar.

Wen Xiaoyou also began to act, and soft holy light fell continuously. The injuries on the wounded Contestants recovered rapidly, their stamina was quickly replenished, and various buff states were constantly stacked. The defensive line, which had been on the verge of collapse, instantly stabilized.

"What strong healing ability!"

"What level of skill is this?"

"At least Epic grade, right?"

Everyone was shocked again. There was a monster in front, and a top-tier support behind—what kind of combination was this?

And at this moment.

Lin Yan had completely slaughtered his way into the deepest part of the beast tide. Wherever he passed, corpses littered the field, and his points were rising crazily. The entire outer perimeter of the stronghold had actually been forcibly cleared by him alone by more than half.

Countless Contestants felt their scalps tingle as they watched; they had fought desperately for over a dozen hours. Yet, he had just entered the field for less than thirty minutes, and the number of monsters he killed was more than all of them combined. The gap was so large it was despair-inducing.

Wen Xiaoyou stood inside the stronghold, watching the invincible Lin Yan, her eyes shining brightly. Lin Yan's gaze was indifferent, his feet did not stop, and the blood-colored long blade continued to push forward.

The stacks of Hex Physical-Magic Dual Cultivation soared all the way, his damage becoming increasingly terrifying. The entire final monster frenzy was being thoroughly cleared by him with overwhelming force.

This desperate defensive battle, which had been a death trap for everyone, was completely reversed due to the arrival of Lin Yan alone.