Chapter 195

The Barbarians also know that those Federal Warriors will continue to set up those Formations.

Those Barbarians wearing rubber suits are also setting up their own Formations; they are all warriors who do not fear sacrifice, though no one told them that while these Formations bring death, their souls will become nourishment for the sacrifice.

"Not everyone can wear those clothes; production is too slow, and utilizing these dead souls is the best method." Milia, responsible for acting as the lobbyist, sat in her chair, hands folded, looking very confident.

Omigaer could no longer stand the self-righteousness of these people and emphasized, "I do not want to see failure again. This is the third time. If we still cannot obtain hope, then you must give us a result."

"Huh, helping us—isn't that the Oracle made by your Barbarian King? Now you want to hold us responsible?" Milia does not look like those lunatics made foolish by the Red Moon goddess; she is a Believer loyal to the God of Death.

The current Queen has begun to waver in her attitude toward those witches, especially after the corpses on the Mother River began to reanimate.

This will destroy the Queen's prestige in the eyes of the people.

The Queen does not want such problems to arise; those people burn incense for the Queen's family every day and pray toward the Queen's portrait. Every generation of Queens is, in the mythology of the Gannaer Divine Kingdom, the daughter of the God of Death, and the daughter of the God of Death can disrespect the living, but she cannot disrespect the dead.

This is also the reason why there are very few people among the Gannaer who believe in the Red Moon goddess.

Although Believers of the Red Moon goddess are not uncommon in Gannaer, especially in those more remote tribes, the prestige of the Red Moon goddess is greater than that of the Queen.

But in Gannaer, the Queen's prestige overrides everything!

"Hmph, it was you who said Tana City had what the Barbarian King needed, so we believed you. But now, whether it is those Red Moon Believers or you Believers of the God of Death, neither can create internal chaos in Tana City; we have no way to attack inside."

"Haven't you also failed to attack inside for so many years?" Milia said haughtily, "I am only helping you, it does not mean success is guaranteed. If you cannot persist, you are completely free to retreat. As for whether your soldiers are willing, I do not know."

The Barbarian people go to attack surrounding cities every year.

Not just Tana City; if it were not for a river separating Gannaer and the Barbarians, they would also go to attack Gannaer.

This is one of the ways for the Barbarians to advance; one must participate in activities that only Barbarians participate in.

From a young age, these Barbarians must live a life of drinking blood and eating raw meat, tending toward group hunting in combat, and simultaneously needing to see blood.

In the distant north in the past, they could of course do this; there were not many city-states in the surroundings, and they did not need to attack.

But now, after developing in the tropics for thousands of years, there are not many wild animals left in their territory, and even if there are, they are quite difficult to hunt.

Moreover, they have more and more children, and wild animals cannot satisfy their needs at all.

So they can only rely on War to eliminate some young people who cannot advance, and then let more people advance.

"Heh, are you mocking us?" Omigaer sneered and said, "You had better consider carefully whether your goals can be achieved if we fail. The opponent has a full fifty thousand Warriors. Relying on our Barbarian Warriors to go up, even with the power of sacrifice, you cannot break in."

"We still have methods to hallucinate them; it is not as if only they have Formations." Milia said haughtily, "And after all, we still have rubber coats. In this way, at least we can let a large portion of people rush in, and then it will depend on how many unawakened people you can eliminate."

Milia's plan is very simple: on one hand, take advantage of the fact that the Formations are not yet set up, then send those Barbarians to rush up and reduce the opponent's combat power.

On the other hand, it is to rely on sacrifice to cause large-scale attrition for the opponent.

And their goal is not to kill all members of the War Church, but to go inside Tana City to plunder, preferably finding the things they want.

Although they do not know where it is, within several churches and the Government Building, they should be able to find the things they need.

As long as the divination of the deity says that the thing is still in Tana City, it must be obtained.

And the Red Moon goddess seems to attach special importance to that thing this time, as if what was lost was not a sacrificial item, but an opportunity to descend and escape from the seal of the gods.

So this time she is particularly crazy; every Oracle must drive a few people mad. This is also the reason why the Queen is willing to help.

Only in this way can she know how to make the God of Death also appear on the continent, even if there is only the most basic response.

This way, the daughter of the God of Death does not need to replace him in responding to Believers.

After several days of learning, the players have completely mastered the installation method, and the players have also provided the craftsmen with some new ideas, so this Defense Array will be particularly powerful.

The electricity of these Formations is not only sufficient but the voltage is extremely high, and general defense methods will be ineffective, so the players installed them with extra care.

Although dying during the installation process is no big deal—it is just a one-day CD—that guy Osman has a memory that is a bit too good; he can call out the names of all the players, which means that next time, one must change their face to continue attending class.

The players scattered and carried out the setup at designated locations along the long defensive line.

These Array Balls are like Lego; they need to be assembled meticulously and then manually calibrated to ensure effectiveness.

If it were not for the players, two craftsmen would need at least three days to finish the installation.

But because of the players' participation, these Formations were completely installed in just one day.

"Test effective." Osman breathed a sigh of relief, "It is really thanks to you; if it were not for you, we would be busy for at least three days, and with the defensive line pushed to the very front, the opponent would likely come to attack us very soon."

"Are you not afraid?" Teacher Liu said with a smile.

Although these things are not difficult to install, there is a possibility of being attacked by the Barbarians at any time.

Even the players are quite nervous.

"There is no way around it even if we are afraid, and the War Church will at least cover our retreat. It is said that there will be a good show tonight." Osman said with relative peace of mind after seeing everyone finish the Formations, "Alright, you all hurry back too; there should be reports on the news tomorrow."

The players do not need to wait until the next day at all; those guys from the War Church talk about battlefield matters on the forum every day.

Although they cannot go to the battlefield, they have credit for ensuring logistics. These guys also like to inquire, and they often help those noble Warriors in their daily lives, so they know quite a lot.

"There should be a tough battle tonight; we can't wait." Allison said something that made the players envious, "I think I am ready; you all must not say it was me who said so."

"Of course, we will come to hear your results tomorrow." Zhuguli said excitedly, "If, I mean if, can we go to the battlefield then?"

"Unless they can break through our defensive line; you should know that safety inside the city is also very important." Allison comforted Zhuguli, "I will persuade the boss to let you go over to earn some credit, but if you can ensure that Tana City does not fall into chaos, that is already a credit."

The current players can ensure the normal operation of Tana City; those people in the Factory District will not panic at all because of the War Church's situation on the defensive line, but instead hope to have some connection with those masters in the city.

As for those serfs, they are busy working in the fields with peace of mind.

Recent wages have also risen, and with no worries about Grain, no one is willing to rebel, and even fewer are willing to see new changes in Tana City.

The witches are even less able to intervene; the Wealth Church has strengthened the review of entry, whether it is the port area or the Train station, it is as if it were an iron bucket. Nothing problematic can happen; they will very strictly inspect all luggage and cargo.

The sky was just beginning to brighten when the sound of the horn arrived as promised.

However, at this time, most players are not online because they have to work and live in real life.

Inside the city, several Gannaer people climbed out of bed and looked toward the direction of the defensive line with worry.

It actually started so quickly.

"Do you think we can win?" Niya looked at the High Priest Jimola, "I always have a feeling of unease."

"You don't need to tell me, I can feel it too. Do you still remember what those people on the road said?"

"They said that even with rubber, it's hard to resist those lightning bolts, and they also laid out an electric grid on the ground, which will make the first wave of people die miserably," Niya said in a low voice. "I can only say, it's fortunate that it's not our people on the front line."

"Even if they are the Barbarian King's men, they are still lives." Jimola really dislikes this kind of war. It's not as if the Queen doesn't know the strength of the Federal; under normal circumstances, no one would be willing to provoke the Federal.

It is just that the Queen does not believe at all that she is not a match for the Federal, and she attaches great importance to this land of Tana City.

After all, this place connects to Port City. If she has Port City, Gannaer will possess a port, and she won't have to struggle against other countries anymore, let alone worry about the shipping lanes being cut off at any time.

This is also because the Federal cut off the shipping lanes from Port City to Gannaer.

Gannaer's years upon years of warfare have ultimately made the Federal realize the crisis. Having finally settled down, the Queen still wants to do this kind of thing, encouraging war...

Jimola is also unwilling to see such a result. "I feel that the spirits around here are very uneasy."

"Yes, I have the same feeling. There should be an Undead Array." Jimola nodded. "It seems the Queen has ultimately taken that step."

Outside the electric grid, those corpses that had been electrocuted to death stood up once again.

Many people wearing rubber clothing also collapsed to the ground due to the excessive amount of electricity.

The broken glass laid out on the ground served to damage the rubber clothing. Before those from the War Church had even come out of their defensive line, they saw those Barbarian Warrior soldiers lying down like stalks of grain.

This is the power of the God of Wisdom.

"Those things can't be used for too long, you all be careful," Sigma instructed Allison on the defensive line. "They will stop in a moment, and you will need to face the first wave of enemies."

"I am already prepared!" Allison's face flushed slightly; he wants to perform meritorious service and become a qualified Warrior in his father's eyes.

This has been his dream for many years!

"Alright, next..." Sigma frowned, looking at those corpses standing up not far away.

These corpses are not afraid of electric shocks at all; they revived amidst the lightning and crawled back up.

"See that? This is the power of the God of Death," Milia said, as if watching a spectacle. "You should thank me. Although many of your Warriors died, at least you can break through the first defensive line."

"Damn it, those rubber suits are of no use!" Omigaer said with a dark face. "You said that at least half of the people wouldn't turn into corpses!"

"So what? They can break through the defensive line, and you will possess a great amount of military merit," Milia said dismissively. "Besides, is there anything wrong with falling into the embrace of the God of Death?"

"I once thought the people of the Federal were the most arrogant, but I didn't expect that tiny Gannaer would be even more detestable than those guys from the Federal," Omigaer shook his head. "Next, we have to send out the second wave of troops."

It is unknown what the combat effectiveness of these corpses is like.

After the lightning came a massive gale; for those Zombies moving against the wind, every step was extremely difficult.

But for the Warriors, this was not a difficult task.

They themselves have been trained to fight in high winds, not to mention that there are other Formations assisting them.

Yes, flames appeared on everyone's weapons; these flames can cause powerful damage, especially to those Zombies.

"It's the power of Purification!" Omigaer's face grew even darker. "Didn't you say there was still a way?"

"I have to see how much combat power your people have first," Milia also felt it was somewhat tricky.

After all, the Undead are very afraid of the power of the Sun Domain.

Although she anticipated that the Sun God would take action, concentrating the power on the weapons was something Milia had not expected.

If it were concentrated on a Formation, these Warriors would not be on the battlefield until the spellcasting was complete.

Now that the Warriors have the help of the Sun God, damn it, they actually have to activate the Formation ahead of schedule.

She placed her hand on her chest, where there was a pendant with a pattern formed of withered bones, as if it possessed some kind of magic.

A lingering wind blew by, and a layer of shadow seemed to appear on the battlefield, with everyone experiencing a brief moment of trance.

Those Zombies seemed to have become different.

Yes, those Zombies had already become more terrifying monsters, as if each one were three or four meters tall, looking exceptionally horrific.

(End of this chapter)