60: Chapter 60 The territory is under attack!

Nine o'clock at night, inside the Floating City.

Xu Qin summoned his five heroes and several thousand of the Undead Army to the front of the main hall and began dividing the forces.

"Bull, Jackal Hunter, you two wait for orders at the descent platform."

"I will air-drop you directly into the target's territory when the time comes."

"Your mission is to engage the monsters head-on and keep the Troglodytes within the territory under control."

Bull and Jackal Hunter nodded simultaneously.

"Shadow."

Xu Qin looked into the shadows at the nearly invisible figure,

"You will act with Bull and Jackal Hunter. But..."

"You only have one target."

"That is the Troglodyte Lord."

"Don't touch anyone else but him."

"Until he appears, keep yourself hidden; do not reveal yourself."

Shadow nodded as well.

Xu Qin looked at Tian Ming again.

"Tian Ming, you take Blade Guard and Chuan Yun and take the outer route."

He pulled up the regional map and marked a safe route that avoided all traps.

This safe route was marked one by one according to the reconnaissance data from the Sand Rat.

"Push forward along this line. Don't stray a single step; it's full of pits underneath."

Tian Ming's crown tilted slightly.

"Blade Guard, stay close and protect Tian Ming and Chuan Yun."

"Chuan Yun, take the ranged squad. Once you reach the designated location, just start shooting inside."

The entire army was deployed.

Eleven o'clock at night.

Tian Ming led over three thousand of the Undead Army to set off.

The army followed that winding safe line, silently pressing toward the target territory.

The eerie blue soul fire connected into a flowing river, drifting into the forest in the night.

One hour later.

Rumble...

The energy core of the Floating City lit up, and the bone-based foundation slowly lifted off the ground.

Xu Qin stood on the Watchtower, looking down at the small territory curled between the sand dunes, with sparse lights.

"Picking up employees after work is just a convenience."

He muttered,

"Sending clients on their way is the main business."

The Floating City lowered its altitude, skimming the forest floor, and slid silently toward the target.

...

Exactly midnight.

The army arrived one kilometer outside the territory.

Xu Qin's orders were issued to every front line simultaneously.

"Sand Rat, destroy all underground exits."

Hundreds of Skeleton Sand Rats lurking around the territory acted simultaneously.

They burrowed into every tunnel exit, digging with bone claws and arching their bony bodies to collapse those carefully hidden escape routes one by one.

Rumble!

Beneath the ground, the muffled sounds merged into one.

...

In the residence deep within the territory, the Troglodyte Lord had just laid down not long ago.

His name was Hardy Wright, also a transmigrator from Earth.

Like everyone else, he had been inexplicably dumped into this godforsaken place.

Relying on this resource-rich area and the Troglodytes' innate ability to dig, he had managed to survive the most dangerous first three days.

At this moment.

Rumble!

The residence was shaking.

Hardy Wright sat up abruptly and summoned his command panel.

The next second, he froze completely.

On the panel, in the layer of his own underground territory, it was densely packed with red dots.

With just a rough glance, the number of red dots exceeded a hundred.

"What the f*ck! Since when..."

His back was instantly soaked in cold sweat.

Because the red dots were swarming toward the core area from all directions.

"Enemy attack! All troops, defend!"

Hardy Wright roared at the top of his lungs, his fingers tapping rapidly on the panel to recall the troops guarding the outside,

"Hold every passage!"

At the same time, he switched to the Lord's friend channel and sent out a plea for help like a madman.

"Robert! Brennan! I've been raided; the territory is under attack! The underground is full of enemies!"

The other side of the channel replied quickly.

"Hold on, I'm sending troops right now! I'll take the express passage to support you."

"I'll be there within an hour! Take your core troops; if you really can't hold, run! Go underground and circle around to my side!"

Hardy was panting heavily, about to reply, when his fingers paused in mid-air.

"No, underground, no, I can't go there!"

Hardy's voice trembled,

"The tunnel... exits have all been destroyed by the enemy."

"I just saw the feedback; all seven exits have collapsed."

The channel went silent instantly.

"...What the hell? They even cut off your escape route?"

"Who is so ruthless?"

"Didn't we already clear out the nearby Lords?"

"It's useless to talk about this now. Come support me quickly; I'll try to hold the enemy off."

Hardy had no time for this.

He grabbed his weapon, rushed out of the residence, and climbed toward the surface.

There was still a chance to turn things around!

As long as... as long as the enemy stepped into that trap forest, everything could still be saved.

He had buried thousands of pits outside the territory, so dense that not even a rabbit could get out unscathed.

But the moment he climbed to the surface, he froze completely.

Outside the territory, a patch of eerie blue soul fire was pressing toward him unhurriedly.

"It's, it's the Undead!!!"

Hardy's pupils constricted.

But then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah~ So it's another Undead after all."

"Come on, come on, enter the forest, step into the pits."

"As long as you step into one, I'll have a chance to turn the tables."

He climbed to the surface, leading his Troglodyte troops, preparing for a defensive counterattack.

Within his field of vision, the soul fire was getting closer and closer.

Hardy Wright stared with wide eyes.

"Very good."

"This group of skeletons has entered the forest."

"You brainless skeletons, soon you will..."

"Hmm?"

Hardy's eyes widened instantly.

Because he discovered that those thousands of skeletons were actually weaving left and right through the trap forest!

They walked in a crooked manner, yet they didn't step into a single pit.

In Hardy's view, these skeletons seemed to be able to see the pits underground, with every step landing precisely in the gaps.

Hardy Wright's brain completely crashed.

"No, it's impossible..."

"How... do they know the location of every trap?"

"Why? WHY!!!"

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

An opponent capable of figuring out all his thousands of traps and seven escape routes, and breaking them one by one.

He knew better than anyone what this meant.

The opponent's strength completely crushed his own!

"F*ck! Run."

Hardy made a prompt decision, beckoning the assembled core troops, and turned to rush toward the direction of his other two allies,

"This battle cannot be fought; must retreat with the elites!"

However, before he had run a few steps.

He discovered that the night sky above his head had lit up with a purple pillar of fire without any warning.

Subsequently, a strong light erupted.

Hardy Wright instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes.

But just as he squinted his eyes to look around.

The scene before him made his soul fly away in terror.

He saw that his palm-sized territory core area was crowded with a pile of skeletons of various shapes out of thin air.

A dense mass of the Undead blocked the exits of every building in the territory tightly.