Chapter 158: Willing to Fight to the Death for Qingcheng

Hu Weng's hysterical roar spread all around, and many class-changers were infected by this bloodthirst, a thick intent to battle emerging within them as they roared along with him.

"If the city stands, we live! If the city falls, we die!"

"If the city stands, we live! If the city falls, we die!"

"If the city stands, we live! If the city falls, we die!"

Whether truly willing or not, the entire city wall was filled with high-spirited battle intent at this moment.

The Investigation Bureau personnel were supervising the battle from below the city wall; it was certainly unrealistic for any class-changer to think of fleeing at this time.

And once this batch of people on the city wall was wiped out, the Investigation Bureau personnel would continue to move up to fill the gap.

As a massive number of monsters continuously approached, the ground had already begun to tremble.

One thousand meters.

Eight hundred meters.

Five hundred meters.

When the vanguard of the monsters approached within five hundred meters of Qingcheng, Hu Weng gave an order!

"All Mage class-changers, attack!"

As soon as his voice fell, countless brilliant skills tore through the sky, smashing toward the tens of thousands of monsters.

Given the number of monsters in front, there was no need for any aiming when casting skills; even if one threw them with their eyes closed, they would still hit several monsters.

Boom!

The Mages' skills exploded within the monster horde, various elemental magics raging among them with considerable lethality.

Many monsters were blown into piles of minced meat on the spot, and even those not killed instantly by the Mages' skills had no way to survive just from their injuries.

At this time, the monsters were already charging; as long as the monsters in front were injured and fell, they would immediately be trampled into pulp by the monsters behind.

The first wave of attacks from all the Mage class-changers in Qingcheng clearly dealt a heavy blow to this group of monsters, but compared to the pitch-black sea of monsters, this damage was like a drop in the ocean.

Soon, more monsters rushed over.

When the monsters approached within five hundred meters of Qingcheng, Hu Weng gave the order again.

"Archer and Mage class-changers, attack together!"

This time, in addition to the brilliant skills filling the sky, there were countless arrows piercing through the air!

Ye Lin was also mixed in among them, attacking as well; the arrows shot from the Eight Desolations Holy Silver Bow were unstoppable, but after piercing through the bodies of seven or eight monsters, they still slowly came to a stop.

The second wave of the Qingcheng class-changers' offensive still failed to hold back the monster horde for long, and soon the horde approached within a hundred-meter radius of the Qingcheng city wall.

At this moment, Hu Weng drew a black Tang-style saber and shouted sternly.

"Warrior, Knight, and Assassin class-changers, follow me, kill!"

As soon as his voice fell, Hu Weng, this Lord of Qingcheng, leaped down toward the boundless monster horde.

Several flashes of cold light flickered and vanished; as soon as Hu Weng landed, he slashed a monster attempting to charge the city wall into pieces.

He took the lead, incomparably valiant; any monster that dared to approach within three meters of him would be slashed into a pile of corpses on the ground.

Hu Weng's actions clearly encouraged many class-changers who still had bloodthirst in their veins.

"Kill!"

They roared and followed him, charging down to slaughter the dense monster horde!

For a moment, the pitch-black monster horde was actually blocked, unable to get even an inch closer to the Qingcheng city wall.

However, people have their limits; with the consumption of stamina and mana, soon class-changers were screaming as they died in the mouths of monsters, the scent of blood making the monsters even more excited.

The battlefield was like a giant meat grinder, coldly and cruelly harvesting lives; the lives of both humans and monsters seemed exceptionally cheap at this moment.

One second they were full of life, and the next they might be pounced to the ground, then trampled into pulp, completely merging with the muddy earth.

On the city wall, Ye Lin pulled the bowstring numbly; he really wanted to go all out.

A level 43 Forbidden Spellcaster, combined with an Undying Body, could cause destruction on this battlefield at a nuclear-weapon level.

One forbidden spell would be enough to wipe out hundreds of monsters in one go.

But he could not.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the restless killing intent in his heart, Ye Lin pulled the bowstring again and began to kill monsters with single-minded focus.

Right now, he was just an ordinary class-changer named Shi Xing.

After the initial surge of hot-bloodedness, people finally began to react slowly, and a massive fear gripped them tightly like an invisible hand.

The corpses beneath the city wall had already piled up like a small mountain, yet the monster horde in front of them did not seem to have decreased in the slightest, continuously charging toward the city wall.

Many of the Warrior-type class-changers like Hu Weng had already died from exhaustion, swallowed into the mouths of monsters, emitting hair-raising chewing sounds.

Many Mages collapsed to the ground due to excessive mental energy consumption from continuously releasing skills.

At this moment, only one emotion permeated the hearts of everyone: despair!

It's impossible to win; we're dead for sure.

"Fireball!"

Just as everyone was shrouded in despair, a voice rang out faintly.

Many people couldn't help but twitch their lips upon hearing this; Fireball was the simplest and most common of all fire-type spells. It might be enough to fool someone who didn't know better, but facing this massive monster tide, it probably wouldn't even burn a single hair off a monster.

Everyone originally thought this was someone who had gone mad from too much despair, but when they looked up, they saw a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives!

A red-gold sun rose slowly above the city wall, seemingly containing a terrifying high temperature capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas; the surrounding void was ignited at this moment, beginning to twist and deform!

The flames burned fiercely, as if to swallow everything; it could turn the tide, it could save the collapsing heavens!

"Is... is this a Fireball?" A fire-type Mage rubbed his eyes, looking at the red-gold sun in disbelief.

"Maybe it is... people have different constitutions; some people can conjure a larger Fireball, perhaps that's reasonable?"

They saw a figure holding a staff step out, the staff pointing downward; the red-gold sun in mid-air seemed to receive guidance and smashed straight down toward the pitch-black monster horde below.

The firelight drew a long arc in the sky, and wherever it passed, the space along the way twisted due to the high temperature.

The moment the red-gold sun fell, accompanied by a boom, the monsters at the center were completely evaporated, leaving no remains.

The originally boundless monster horde actually had a vacuum area appear after this red-gold sun fell!

The class-changers, who had been in total despair, saw this scene and instantly erupted into cheers that shook the heavens.

If a single Fireball could cause such terrifying destruction, then if a few hundred more Fireballs came, wouldn't they be able to wipe out the monster horde in front of them completely?

They couldn't help but cast their gazes toward the person who had attacked, but when they saw the person's face clearly, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Because that person's face was densely covered with all sorts of hideous and terrifying scars.

"Ling Ye, entrusted by Mr. Zhuge, is willing to fight to the death for Qingcheng!"