Chapter 10: The Fierce Battle

Further news came one after another, and there were several teams that did not have Shepard, a true god with excellent eyesight and was extremely sensitive to the undead and evil, and did not find that it was wrong to evacuate like other teams, but were unlucky to be surrounded by the undead in the battle, and finally died of exhaustion, transformed by the army of the undead, and surrounded by the city of Ruth.

Once the undead rebellion appears, it will not only target a certain area, but the entire northern tribes will be attacked, and Ruth City has a population of tens of thousands, and there are thousands of large and small subordinate tribes nearby, which is enough to attract the main force of the undead army to surround it.

No one dared to ignore the danger this time, since the plan to sweep away the resurrection of the undead and avoid the formation of a riot died halfway, and now they can only prepare to face it, fortunately, the walls of Ruth City have basically been completed, even if they are beaten to the root of the wall, they will not be without danger.

Shepard also saw for the first time the god of the Ruth tribe, the demigod [Ice Troll Masalus], this three-meter-tall troll came from afar on all fours, and the inhabitants of the city were its followers, kneeling on the ground and calling his god's name.

The sacrifices that had been prepared were piled up outside the city by the priests, and in addition to the various beasts of prey that were in stock, there were also dozens of slaves selected from the city.

Living Offerings! Primitive beliefs are so barbaric and bloody, every time Shepard thinks of this, his heart will be very disgusted, the natural spirit is fine, even if the beast spirit is mild, it is inevitable that there will be cannibalism, especially human beings belong to the most easily obtained blood food, and many primitive spirits cannibalistic habits are raised by their priests.

Cannibalism will make them grow in strength, making them more bloody and brutal.

Misaroth was not a man-eating beast spirit, perhaps because there were too many bones on his body to taste unpleasant, so he only ate a trembling maiden among the living sacrifices he selected, and he spared the rest of the slaves and ate the rest of the blood food.

The slaves who had survived the death fell to their knees, trembling and thanking Massarus for his kindness.

"Roar!" Massarus thumped his chest and roared, the earth trembling with a thunderous roar.

After the deathly silence, all the people of the Ruth tribe, men, women, and children, frantically followed Masarous and roared angrily, and even the distant forest startled countless birds.

With a very human expression on his terrible beast face, Massarus nodded with relief and satisfaction, and jumped over a long distance, jumping directly from outside the city to the empty square prepared for him in front of the temple in the city.

There was a loud bang, dust flew up, the earth groaned as it was crushed, and the huge wind and waves blew away even the braziers and priests around the temple.

Instead, the believers roared with joy and cheered for the power of the gods they believed.

"I'll go, this bouncing force? This guy's level is close to legendary, right?! Shepard couldn't speak, looking at the fact that all the trolls were better than himself, not counting the tens of thousands of believers, even he was so powerful, no wonder he could make the expeditionary force pause for a long time, and finally brought in reinforcements to surround and kill him.

This morale was greatly boosted, and the people in the city moved more actively, until the dust was flying in the distance, and the army of the undead was finally approaching.

With the order issued, a team of professionals as the backbone, leading the tribal warriors to climb the city wall, for the undead army such a tireless and fearless enemy of death, it is not a good choice to go out of the city to resist the enemy, and it will be better to defend the city.

As the army of the undead gets closer and closer, the chaotic types of undead make the situation look chaotic, because there is no mage class in the New World, and the priests will be pulled back to their respective tribes even if they die in battle, so there are no powerful undead such as corpses, lichs, vampires, and undead knights in the undead army, but on the contrary, there are a large number of various inhuman undead, and there are even demonic beast undead who are several meters tall and a head taller than the ice and snow trolls, exuding a curse and dark aura all over their bodies.

Perhaps enraged by the disadvantage in height, Massarus jumped out of the center of the city as the army of the undead approached the walls.

The scene of justice from heaven appeared again, but this time it was unfortunate to turn into many undead, countless undead were crushed by the huge body of Masalus, this jump did not need to estimate his own believers, and the violent qi wave swept out a lodging space of tens of meters nearby, during which the corpses were scattered all over the place.

Massaros roared angrily, his claws clenched his fists and slammed the ground, the air waves rushed, and the extremely cold ice and snow power was released in a fan shape, hundreds of undead were frozen into ice sculptures, and those who were farther away were also affected by the cold, and their movements became much slower.

And in the city of Ruth in the rear, there were also many people who were attacked by the cold, and they sneezed again and again, and the better ones couldn't help but shiver.

'This ...... You're about to catch up with the high-level spell [Ice and Snow Tide] of the Plastic Energy Department, right? Strong. ’

Shepard was amazed, in the previous game, the expeditionary force besieged Massarus was a pure NPC plot, and the player could not see it at all, and could only understand the situation in various mission introductions and plot interactions, and now it seems that this Massarus's own spell-like abilities are almost comparable to a high-level Plastic Energy Turret Mage who specializes in attack spells, not counting his more terrifying physical power.

Mazarus roared angrily, flicking his limbs at will, each stretch could sweep a large number of undead into pieces, and the soul fire was extinguished, even some powerful undead were not much stronger than ordinary undead in front of him.

However, after all, Massaros could not stop the army of tens of thousands of undead, and the undead came to the root of the city wall one after another, and gradually piled up into mountains, and forced their lives to the same height as the wall, after all, the city of Ruth was not long after it was built, not to mention the moat and other things, the soil on the wall was still fresh.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, on one side were the humans who roared and vented their anger with weapons, and on the other side were the undead who were dull and cold, just wanting to destroy life, most of these undead were accumulated by various tribes in the battle, and after the bloody war, the winning side could only retreat as soon as possible, allowing the large group of beasts attracted by the smell of blood to clean up the battlefield, and the bones continued to accumulate, and finally triggered the resurrection of the undead.

Shepard also shoots arrows from a safe place, standing in a place where the sun is shrouded, he doesn't need to spend his own divine power to attach the power of sunlight to the arrows, even the arrows consumed are paid for by the Ruth tribe, so that he can gain experience comfortably.

The battle lasted from noon to evening, and the war was not yet over as the reserve warriors replaced the men who had fought for the day, and huge bonfires were lit in the various cities.

This is the most terrible thing about the undead, tireless, fearless, unless the fire of the soul is broken, it will be over, this fear of the undead foe promotes the cohesion of the tribal city-states and the devotion to the gods, and after the power of the gods penetrates into all aspects of civilization, the undead become a scourge of petty fights, and people forget the nightmare of ancient times.

However, only the northern part of the New World can form such a large-scale undead disaster, and it is difficult for the central and southern parts of the country to gather such a large number of undead armies, and if the expeditionary force in the game had landed on the New World from the central or southern coasts, it might not have been an initial stalemate at all.

The physical exertion was acceptable, but the mental focus made Shepard a little tired, so he stopped his movements and planned to rest for a while.

Only when he stopped shooting did he have the heart to pay attention to the movements of other aspects, and from time to time a huge body rushed up to the wall, knocking a few tribal warriors into the air, and then being torn into pieces under the desperate attacks of other warriors, or simply a professional or priest rushed up to the wall, shattering the soul fire hidden in their bellies and even legs in minutes.

Massarus's roar was still as loud as thunder, he was close to the legendary level of his own strength and had tens of thousands of believers to rely on, he should have been promoted to the level of weak divine power a long time ago, but he was afraid that it was the lack of blood sacrifice and wisdom that dragged down his promotion, even so, the battle of a day and a night could not affect him at all.

The battle continued, and when the sun rose the next day, the boundless sea of the undead finally became scarce, and the undead were not afraid of normal sunlight, their nemesis was only positive energy.

As the sun was about to rise in the middle of the sky, the last of the undead shattered at the feet of Massarus, and the undead's attack on the city of Ruth was over, and it was unclear what the situation was elsewhere, but the cold and cursed aura brought by the undead still remained.

The power of death and the evil aura filled the air, and even affected the sunlight scattered in this area, because there was no priest to purify, only relying on the ultraviolet rays in the sunlight and a small amount of positive energy to slowly purify, after this undead riot, I am afraid that many people in the Ruth tribe will be seriously ill, and some of the weak will even die because of this.

The corpses of the warriors who died in battle were strewn all over the city and the corners of the walls, and it was a war in which hundreds of brave warriors of the Ruth tribe died, and it was the result of Massarus attracting the attention of most of the powerful undead, including a few of the professionals.

Maru, who was recuperating in the city, heard the news of the end of the battle, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was attacked by an undead spirit, and was cut out of a large hole in his waist and abdomen, and the curse and toxins took advantage of the erosion, and he almost knelt on the spot, and was desperately saved by his comrades next to him, and was hurriedly pulled under the city wall.

Even so, if it weren't for Shepard purifying the curse and toxin of his wounds, I am afraid that the ending would have become a waste, and when Aranda found his son who returned to the city and rushed over, the family of three almost hugged their heads and cried, Aranda and their son Nissan were also wounded everywhere, Nissan also had a broken leg, and he limped over, and it was considered lucky, none of the three of them were missing arms or legs.

However, after this incident, Shepard did not dare to stay for a long time, lest Mazarus and his priests find out, so he comforted the Maru family, and by the way, purified the curse aura on their bodies for the three of them, and then quietly left the city of Ruth, the priests of Mazarus are not good at purification and curse, they can't distinguish the subtle difference between the Maru family and others.