62: Ten thousand swords return to the origin + lock the head, even the gods will shake their heads!

Gregg didn’t even bat an eyelid at the words, uttering a single word in a deep voice.

“Speak.”

The scout was shaken by the aura, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

He stammered, “The… the Human Race suddenly has a mage. He’s very strong. Our army was… was torn apart by him.”

“And then?”

“Th-then… the attack wasn’t… very effective…”

The scout’s hands trembled slightly, and he couldn’t help but swallow.

Gregg slowly opened his eyes, and a red glow flickered in his scarlet pupils.

He stared straight ahead, slowly raising his right hand to grasp his sword hilt.

Then...

The wind... stopped...

The next second.

“Pfft—”

The sound of flesh being pierced rang out, and Gregg was already standing behind the scout.

Shaking off the black blood, he gave a sinister smile, revealing his fangs.

“Trash… should be used for amusement…”

“Someone!”

As soon as his voice fell, an assassin emerged from the shadows behind him.

Stepping over the corpse on the ground, he took two steps forward and knelt down.

Gregg didn’t look back as he said, “Gather all elite warriors for the fifth wave. You will follow and kill the mage he spoke of.”

“Yes.”

The assassin, shrouded in black mist, vanished in the blink of an eye.

Gregg wiped the blood from his blade with his hand, smearing it on himself, his smile chilling.

“Just a little longer… It’s almost time… It’s almost time…”

......

[Ding! The 4th wave of attacks has ended. The 5th wave of attacks will begin in 1 minute!]

[Ding! Your level has increased to Level 29, gaining 3 free attribute points!]

[Ding! Skill - Lexical Entry Assignment has taken effect, gaining the golden lexical entry Ballistic Splitting!]

Ballistic Splitting: Golden Quality

Effect: When using ballistic skills, projectile quantity +5, damage does not decrease.

——————

“Hiss… Projectile +5. If I give it to Chaos Spear, wouldn’t I be able to shoot 6 spears at once?!”

“750% damage once, 6 times would be 4500% damage. That’s a bit terrifying!”

Chen Beixuan rubbed the stubble on his chin, his face full of shock after calculating.

“Assign to Chaos Spear!”

A golden light flashed, and he immediately released the skill towards an empty space to test it.

“Chaos Spear · Light!”

Instantly!

Six spears condensed above his head, then shot out in unison!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom——

Six deep pits were blasted into the scorched ground, but they were far apart and not concentrated at all!

Chen Beixuan felt a bit helpless at the sight.

If the damage wasn’t concentrated, the effect would be greatly reduced.

It seemed that the target lock lexical entry couldn’t be skipped.

He then assigned the lock lexical entry to Chaos Spear and tried again after the cooldown ended.

“Chaos Spear · Dark!”

This time, there was indeed no fan-shaped spread.

Six pitch-black spears sharply curved in mid-air, then slammed fiercely onto the aiming point!

The light trails dragged by the spears looked exactly like flying swords from novels—flying swords with a lock-on!

“My goodness, if I add a few more Ballistic Splitting in the future, this will be the spear version of Myriad Swords Returning to the Origin!”

Chen Beixuan couldn't help but exclaim, thinking about it was really cool...

But whether it was cool or not wasn't important; he valued practicality. High damage was all that mattered.

He opened his backpack; his Merit Points had reached over 280,000.

It was strange to say, but the monsters in the 4th wave were actually weaker than those in the 3rd wave.

He had only gained 70,000 Merit Points, barely reaching Level 29.

He didn't know if this was normal, but he still kept an extra eye out.

After all, there was always calm before the storm.

Something abnormal must be demonic, and so on.

Countless examples from ancient sages were there; being cautious was not wrong.

Ding-a-ling-a-ling—

The alarm bell rang; the final attack had begun!

Inside the city, Bone’s knight squad finally got their chance to fight.

They formed a tight formation around the city gate, with a priest assisting each person behind them.

They stood ready, preparing for the final battle.

Only Night Owl’s scout squad was the most miserable, actually doing manual labor.

They were tasked with repairing the city walls and logistics.

Papachee, on the command platform, had eyes like an eagle, gazing at the surging army in the distance and quickly noticing something was wrong!

“Not good, those are elite demon soldiers!”

With his shout, the messenger scouts ran along the city walls, spreading the word.

Everyone’s face showed solemnity.

The Demon Realm rarely deployed elite demon soldiers.

But every time they appeared, it was a brutal slaughter with heavy casualties.

Many veterans looked regretfully at the new recruits beside them.

Catching the elite demon soldiers on their first day, it was likely many more would die...

And more people, like Papachee, involuntarily looked at the old man below.

Their gazes held both worry and expectation.

Worried about his safety, worried he couldn't hold on.

At the same time, they hoped he could create a miracle, changing the tide of battle as he had before.

Papachee felt some regret; he should have called him back in time.

Now that the attack had begun, the city gates were strictly locked according to regulations.

He couldn't come back even if he wanted to.

The only thing he could do was try to protect Old Man Chen as much as possible during the battle, and that was all.

......

“Wow, they’re all elite monsters! This is going to be incredibly satisfying!”

Chen Beixuan was overjoyed when he saw the reconnaissance information, a wide grin spreading across his face.

The monsters were Level 27~32, elite monsters, with around 20,000 HP and about 800 attack.

They could probably… last 1.5 seconds within his domain, which was quite abnormal…

He grinned, waving his staff and chanting a spell.

“Protective Flame!”

Whoosh——

Orange-yellow flames spread out, and a double magic circle appeared at his feet!

Demon soldiers swarmed forward, fearless of death!

Dense white damage numbers floated up!

True Damage -7805, -7805, -7805, ......

Large groups of demon soldiers fell, dying within 20 meters and turning into ashes.

Various kill notifications sounded, and experience points soared!

[Ding! You have killed the over-leveled Demonized Giant Moth (Lv30), gaining 310 (+100%) experience points and 5 Merit Points!]

[Ding! You have killed the Demon Race Warrior (Lv29), gaining 150 experience points and 4 Merit Points!]

[Ding! You have killed the over-leveled Demonized Minion (Lv31)...]

......

“He’s holding on!!!”

The people on the city wall were like spectators in a stadium, incredibly excited!

Seeing Chen Beixuan unharmed, they cheered excitedly!

“That’s great! He’s still alive!”

“Master Chen! You are my god——”

“With him here, casualties will be greatly reduced. This is good, this is good…”

“To be able to instantly kill elite demon soldiers, I acknowledge his strength!”

“......”

Papachee was truly shocked this time.

Being able to withstand the first four waves was nothing; some exceptionally talented mages could also do it, at most giving him a pleasant surprise.

But being able to survive under the siege of elite demon soldiers, this truly shocked him.

He could feel that the old man’s strength (level) was clearly similar to that of the elite demon soldiers.

Yet he could unleash astonishing attacks, almost instantly killing the demon soldiers!

This discovery made him re-examine this unassuming old man.

Just then,

He suddenly noticed something out of the corner of his eye, and his expression changed.

“Not good! He’s in danger!”