Chapter 234: We Must Yank Your Gate Off, We Must Hit Your Face

If only a rampaging creature incident appears in the north of the city, the various factions in the Inner City would probably just sit and watch.

But if it's a large‑scale rampaging creature assault, then, as a locust on a rope, everyone would start to panic.

So while Ji Ming and a few chaplain knights rushed toward the north of the city, they could intermittently see reinforcements from other factions.

Those who knew said they were afraid the fire would scorch their own behinds; those who didn't think Min Na Sang were all iron‑clad brothers in the same breath…

But jokes aside, until he reached near the blast site, he realized just how huge a mess had been made here.

It turned out that what the massive explosion destroyed was not something else but the main house of the Adventurers' Association.

Flames roamed wildly through the ruins, and the air was thick with smoke and dust.

Half of the massive stone building had already collapsed onto the ground, and its iconic sign was brutally snapped into two pieces.

However, how many people actually died in the blast and whether any survivors remain in the rubble no longer mattered.

For some unknown reason, skeletons kept pouring out, blue death‑flames burning in their eyes, launching indiscriminate attacks on any living creature nearby.

Moreover, their troop types were quite varied: besides the basic sword‑and‑shield units, there were spearmen, crossbowmen, archers, and even armor‑piercing soldiers wielding massive axes.

Thus the first wave of adventurers who arrived to rescue people were all slain by these suddenly appearing skeleton soldiers, instantly becoming part of the undead.

This is also the fundamental reason why, under the premise of "none of our business," Ke Li Si Ting and the others rushed here at once.

As one of the most visited buildings in the city, the Association Building was sited in a transport‑convenient spot, with roads radiating in all directions.

If they were allowed to leave, the whole Sunlight City would probably rot!

Hence factions of all sizes gathered here, trying as best they could to hold back the tide of skeletons.

At first, some even questioned why the Adventurers' Association was conducting undead experiments in its own underground.

But before Bao Li Si and his group could mount a defense, such voices vanished like smoke.

Because the ruins were like a bottomless pit; no matter how many undead the living slashed, endless skeletons kept crawling out.

Such numbers would overflow even the largest underground chambers of the Association Building.

Moreover, even as one of the three major Inner City factions, the Adventurers' Association lacked the ability to silently amass that many corpses.

So where exactly did they come from…

As a divinely chosen saint, Ji Ming naturally took a combat post with the Sheng Guang Jiao Tang.

He skillfully blocked a flying skeleton with his long‑handled shovel, then lifted it for a brief inspection.

According to the alchemy texts, it should be the skull of a rabbit‑folk.

And based on the church's intel, the Wolf King of the Wilderness Plains had recently eradicated almost all dissenting voices and forces.

Thus, if the bizarre council founded by the Wendigo were linked to them, acquiring massive bodies to forge an undead army would not be an issue.

So…

That's just too many!

Recorded undead assaults start fierce then wane, but this one keeps getting stronger wave after wave.

And when people's clearing speed can't keep up with the spawn rate, gradually the quantitative change of skeletons triggers a qualitative shift.

After a few massive skeletal giants clawed their way out of the stone slab fissures, their cries alone drowned out all other sounds.

Though the factions had just begun cooperating against a common enemy, it felt much like the early days when players banded together to face the Goblin Mad King.

But birth is birth; when the wind is favorable and quick money is at stake, perhaps they can still think "you good, I good, everyone good."

Yet once damage occurs, it devolves into a "you sell me, I sell you" back‑stabbing frenzy.

Honestly, let those people die; no one would care, and the more they die, the better the world becomes.

Yet this alliance, forced together by external conflicts, was never solid to begin with.

A problem in one spot spreads to an entire area; when every place collapses, the battle is utterly lost!

Moreover, as previously said, this war isn't one you can simply refuse to fight.

Staying here might cost you, but if you lose, you'll lose everything.

So the major factions began sending representatives to the Sheng Guang Jiao Tang, asking if they had any good solutions.

Bishop Te Nisi naturally arrived on the scene, but she never acted, merely shaking her head at the directions of the other factions.

Ji Ming understood, and could grasp her reasoning.

——These born ones can't be saved, just go home and wait to die (sweat).

But they may die; the countless citizens of Sunlight City cannot.

So Te Ni Si let out a sigh and said.

"Given the quantity and quality of these undead, they obviously didn't crawl out of the ruins; a high‑rank undead mage must have infiltrated the Association Building's underground, opened a gate of the dead through formations and sacrifices, and teleported them here."

"In other words, if we can destroy that gate, these skeletons will stop emerging; once we clear the ones before us, the battle is won."

Having uncovered the subtlety, Te Ni Si said nothing more, instead fixing his gaze on the eyes of those representatives.

Yet none of them dared meet her stare; instead they all turned their heads away.

After all, just as Chinese armor hangs a heart‑shield mirror and Western armor plates a steel groin guard,

to strike, you must first defend; the greatest vital point of this calamity is being fiercely guarded by that senior undead mage.

Anyone who rushes inward against the flow of the undead faces not just failure but an uncertain chance of surviving.

Moreover, only those of at least twentieth‑level profession can qualify to enter.

Such a being can serve as a leader for a minor faction and as an absolute pillar for a major one.

If one is wounded, or even fewer, after the war…

So when dealing with people, you still need foresight; you can't act rashly out of momentary passion.

What if someone else steps in? What if they succeed? Then I wouldn't need to contribute at all!

The capable bear more work; the wise go first.

Thus the representatives each donned a supremely false smile and began to bicker with each other.

This says the Business Union is the leader of my Sunshine City, so for such a big matter the Elder Brother should go first, showing the Boss's style!

That one says the Mountain Mercenary Alliance comes from the First Great Nation, Heavenly Soldiers, we Barbarian Nations are in trouble, so we should intervene!

Then someone said the Adventurers' Guild is a union of Heroes, and now this problem has arisen, the one bombed is your family again; aren't you angry?

Damned Beastmen, hurry inside for vengeance bite!!!

So Te Ni Si smiled.

"I think I see it, all of you friends possess unique skills, yet none of you act; do you want us to act?"

Of course!

Fine, looking at the Bishop's grim face as black as a pot bottom, no one dares to speak such words.

Until…

"Alright, I'll go!"

In an instant, like the rising sun, a bright ray of light entered everyone's sight, so bright they couldn't help closing their eyes.

The lights were dimmed gradually, which naturally gave Ji Ming, still in his white robe, time to change clothes.

All cowards, huh, none dare to go up, right?

That works, nobody stop me from letting Sheep-Head Old climb the intensity!

Today I must yank your Gate away, must strike your face!

The representatives of Various Factions heard that and went crazy with joy, even clapping noisily.

"Alright, alright! Uh… what I mean is, Divine Chosen Lord is truly a great hero!"

"Elder Brother is so handsome, Younger Brother is moved to tears, sob sob."

"Sir, my mother is sixty‑two this year, still awaiting a husband, lacking a good match, could you perhaps…"

Ignoring the crowd's nonsense, Te Ni Si looked at Ji Ming.

"It's good that Divine Chosen Lord has such intentions, but are you confident?"

Ji Ming gave a slight nod and removed the halo from his head.

"Divine Lord has already given me insight, this battle can be won!"

Arranged God: Holy Light! (snaps fingers)

Arranged Fortune: Paradox! (snaps fingers)

But Te Ni Si didn't answer directly; he pondered for a moment, then raised his voice.

"Since that's the case, Siling Priest, Ai Li Nuo Priest, you go in together with Divine Chosen Lord."

The Holy Light Cult's stereotype in the real world differs from Ji Ming's, not perfect but at least not that hypocritical organization.

Therefore, Siling, originally a Defender Knight, didn't wear the black cleric robe but donned full plate armor like the other knights.

Ai Li Nuo simply slipped a Mage Robe over her ceremonial dress; after all, such a pure decorative thing can't be worn often, if it's ruined, it's ruined.

Seeing the three ready to depart, Te Ni Si looked at the representatives of the factions.

"Our people are going in, shouldn't you provide at least minimal assistance?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you're right!"

They hurried back to their own camps, telling comrades to stop fiddling and fight properly, to help the action teams share the pressure!

"Just do your utmost, I am benevolent, I won't blame my followers."

Finally, Te Ni Si instructed the Defender Knights to launch a counter‑charge, escorting the squad as deep as possible.

That plan was undoubtedly correct; with everyone's "effort," they easily crossed the wide plaza, reducing difficulty considerably.

Only after entering the Adventurers' Guild building's area did the Defender Knights begin to retreat, marking the official start of the operation.

However, as a structure akin to a 'spring,' the closer to the Gate, the more Skeleton Soldiers appear.

Here it's enemies on all sides; looking around, dense skeleton frames everywhere.

Ji Ming was about to sweep a wave of experience with the free 【Judgment of the Saint】, but the tall Siling blocked his view.

"I recall Divine Chosen Lord was granted a Divine Technique by my god; such a high‑cost ability shouldn't be used lightly before the crucial moment, better save it to blast the Gate at the end."

"Before that, you only need to protect yourself and give us whatever help you can; at least until we reach the Gate, let us clear the way!"

Ai Li Nuo also drew her Staff, began chanting spells and preparing magic.

"Yes, just remember to feed me the pressure in time."

Without waiting for Ji Ming's response, the two immediately started dealing damage.

Siling's usual weapon is a hefty Grand Warhammer, yet in his grip it feels as light as a white wax rod.

With every move, his armor and weapon emit Holy Light, specks drifting in the air, looking splendid.

Despite his heavy‑armor appearance, his attack and movement speed are astonishingly fast, just like his namesake Charge Rifle.

He stared at a Skeleton Giant in mid‑air, striking seven times in a row, smashing its head into bone fragments.

As for Ai Li Nuo, no further words needed; pure firepower would scare a phobia patient.

Wherever there's trouble, she bombarded it with successive Second Circle Magic, clearing an area in minutes.

The scene stirred Ji Ming, recalling the déjà vu of when he first crossed over, mingling in an adventurer squad to earn money.

For holding lines and sniping, there's the invincible tank Siling.

For damage output and clearing, there's the magical turret Ai Li Nuo,

And me? Just obediently follow behind as a soft support, handing out potions, no need to join the fight.

Even under intense casting, Ai Li Nuo still had time to turn back and chat with Ji Ming.

"Divine Chosen, when did you devise this new kind of potion?"

Holding a box of the modified Rejuvenation Fourth Generation, Ji Ming boredly tossed it to the ground, the bottle landing precisely at Siling's feet.

"A few days ago, I learned it from the notebook you gave me."

The potion exploded, and the nearby skeletons were blasted into pieces by the vigorous life force.

And Baotou Jiguanqiang merely took a slight sip, and the hammer in his hand instantly became three times faster.

The effect of this thing is simply astonishing, not to mention zero side effects, and its potency is incredibly strong.

Eleanor took as many extra breaths as she could to speed up her magical recovery, and couldn't help but praise.

"Not bad for the notes of alchemy genius Siwendisi; turns out that book contains something this amazing…"

"Then, are there any other records in it, the more interesting kind?"

"As expected, you bought this just for the fame; you actually have no idea what's inside, right…"

"But since everyone brought it up, Ji Ming still briefly recalled its contents."

Reborn in the Otherworld Magic Academy as a Beautiful Girl Bulldozer (Pure and innocent, no green, all collected, all clean, no depression, paper-defense readable!)

Note: The book includes an exquisite special issue—a potion recipe that says, if you understand it, read it; if not, just forget it.

"Ah, no."

But since this attack has a behind-the-scenes mastermind, he won't let them approach the gate so easily.

After sending out three skeleton giants in succession to try and block them to no avail, the other side seemed to change their approach.

Therefore, from when they entered the ruins' interior, starting from squeezing through the crack in the collapsed gate to the stairs leading underground, the number of surrounding skeletons began to surge.

Their white skulls flickered in the darkness, like melons waiting to be cracked open.

If it weren't for the dense blue flames swaying, looking around would be utterly ridiculous.