300: The battle hasn't even started yet, but the official troops are already losing their minds!

An hour later, outside Dongcheng Hospital.

When Li Zezhong arrived with his refreshed three thousand troops, everyone was once again shocked by the sight before them.

Within the hospital's outer blockade, an army of approximately thirteen hundred Soldiers was already arrayed, waiting.

The equipment on each of them was even more sophisticated than the rare-grade gear Li Zezhong and his men had just put on!

It was a uniform set of runic battle armor, inscribed with profound runes, emitting faint spiritual energy fluctuations; it was clearly not for Mortals.

The army formation was perfectly aligned, with Killing Intent soaring to the heavens.

Shield Soldiers were at the front, Spearmen in the middle, and Archers at the rear, clearly stratified.

And at the very front of the army, five figures, like lighthouses in the dark night, radiated a terrifying Aura that made people's hearts palpitate.

Leading them was a man in dark golden Dragon scale armor, wielding a Hegemon Spear.

Just by standing there, an invisible Divine Might made all the official Soldiers feel difficulty breathing.

That was an absolute suppression stemming from the level of life.

Behind him, a burly Bald Strongman, holding a Zen staff, appeared solemn and dignified, yet exuded a Killing Intent like a wrathful Vajra.

A graceful, stunning woman holding a guqin, her eyes flowing, seemed capable of captivating souls.

There was also a pretty girl, like an elf, with a longbow on her back, her eyes nimble and sharp.

And... a panda munching on obsidian with a crunching sound, looking harmless?

These people... are they the heroes of the Holy Land?

Li Zezhong subconsciously looked at Zhou Kui beside him and found that this usually unruly commander also had his pupils slightly constricted, with only shock in his eyes and no trace of his previous arrogance.

Their gazes briefly met, and they both understood the same thought in each other's eyes: Fortunately, they are allies.

At this moment, the Dragon-armored general, General Ao Zhan, slowly turned his head.

His golden Dragon eyes swept over Li Zezhong's troops with a hint of scrutiny and impatience.

"Are you Li Zezhong?"

"Yes, I am Li Zezhong," he straightened his back forcefully and answered loudly.

He knew that he now represented Mo Yan's Face and absolutely could not show any fear.

General Ao Zhan's golden Dragon eyes lingered on him for a moment, seemingly assessing his worth.

Then he disdainfully glanced at the three thousand official Soldiers behind him.

"Heh, a bunch of Mortals."

He made no attempt to hide his contempt, his tone full of disdain.

"My Lord has ordered that you nominally command this operation."

"But remember, you have only one task: follow behind us and don't get in the way."

"As for the battle..."

General Ao Zhan's lips curled into an arrogant smile, and he lightly tapped his Hegemon Spear on the ground, making the ground tremble.

"You are not qualified to interfere."

Zhou Kui's facial muscles twitched violently, but he dared not speak in anger.

They were all elites selected from H City, the pride of the officials; never had they endured such blatant contempt.

But no one dared to refute him.

Because the other party had the capital to be arrogant.

That oppressive feeling, stemming from the depths of their Bloodline, made them unable to even muster the courage to draw their weapons.

Li Zezhong suppressed the complex emotions in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Understood! Everything will be arranged by General General Ao Zhan!"

He was very clear about his position.

Mo Yan making him the supreme commander was a promotion, a trust, but not for him to dictate.

"At least you know your place," General Ao Zhan nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, the stunning woman holding the guqin, Hua Li, gracefully stepped forward and smiled charmingly at Li Zezhong.

"Commander Li, there's no need to be nervous. General General Ao Zhan is just not good with words."

Her voice was like a spring breeze, instantly dispelling the tense and oppressive atmosphere, relaxing the taut nerves of many official Soldiers.

Their gazes towards Hua Li were somewhat dazed.

"This humble one is Hua Li, responsible for the inventory and coordination of spoils from this operation."

"According to the agreement between the Holy Lord and the officials, the first clear reward goes to us, and for other outputs within the instance, we take seven, and your side takes three. For subsequent handovers, you can directly find me."

In a few words, she laid out the rules of cooperation, giving Li Zezhong Face while subtly reasserting Cangming City's dominant position.

This woman is not simple!

Li Zezhong's heart tightened, and he nodded, saying, "Thank you, Ms. Hua Li, we understand."

With the simple communication concluded, General Ao Zhan wasted no more words, turning to Face the abandoned hospital that exuded an ominous Aura.

"Numinous Flower!"

"Subordinate here!" The Bald Strongman, Numinous Flower, stepped forward, holding his Zen staff, his expression solemn.

"You lead five hundred Shield Soldiers as the vanguard to open the path!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Tang Ketian!"

"Here, my Lord!" The elfin girl Tang Ketian skipped out and saluted playfully.

"You lead the Archer unit to occupy the high ground, ready to clear any stragglers at any time!"

"Understood!"

"Hua Li, you provide central support to prevent mental contamination."

"Understood."

General Ao Zhan swiftly issued his commands, not asking for any input from the official troops.

At his command, five hundred Shield Soldiers in runic heavy armor, led by Numinous Flower, advanced towards the hospital gate.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each step made the ground tremble slightly, and that heavy, mountain-like Aura left the official Soldiers behind them dumbfounded.

Is this really a Shield Soldier?

This is clearly a human tank!

...

The entrance to Dongcheng Hospital was a light pillar several tens of meters high.

The gate was tightly shut, covered in dark red stains and eerie scratches.

Visible black resentful Qi continuously overflowed from the cracks in the door and windows, enveloping the entire hospital in a sinister gloom.

The air was filled with a putrid stench that made people want to vomit.

"Jie jie jie..."

"So hungry... so painful..."

"Come in... stay with us..."

Countless hateful whispers directly penetrated everyone's minds, attempting to evoke their deepest fears.

Some official Soldiers with weak wills instantly turned pale, their eyes glazed over, and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

Just then, the Bald Strongman, Numinous Flower, who was walking at the very front, suddenly stopped.

He slammed his golden Zen staff heavily onto the ground!

"Om! Ma! Ni! Pad! Me! Hum!"

The solemn and grand Six-Syllable Mantra was uttered from his mouth, and golden sound waves swept through the team!

Buzz--!

Where the golden light passed, all the eerie whispers instantly vanished, and the cold resentful Qi in the air, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, was rapidly purified!

Those official Soldiers who had lost their composure felt a clear ringing in their minds, instantly regaining clarity, each gasping for air, their Faces filled with lingering fear.

Just one Buddhist chant, and it possessed such Divine Might!

Zhou Kui's eyelids twitched wildly, and he gained a whole new understanding of the strength of the Buddhist general.

"Evil demons and heretics, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

Numinous Flower snorted coldly, completely ignoring the tightly shut gate, and led the Shield Soldiers to continue forward.

They directly crashed into the ominous light pillar, several tens of meters high.

Light and shadow shifted, and the scene before their eyes instantly twisted.

When General Ao Zhan could see clearly again, they were already inside the hospital's eerie lobby.

And before his eyes, several lines of blood-red text appeared.

"Welcome to Lv.4 Instance: Dongcheng Hospital (Magic System)"

"Please select your instance difficulty."

"1. [Simple] (Purify the resentful Qi of the outpatient building.)"

"2. [Normal] (Kill the hospital's vengeful spirits 0/1000.)"

"3. [Hell] (Purify the entire hospital, kill the final BOSS, leave no survivors.)"

"Note: The higher the difficulty, the more generous the final points and rewards."