Chapter Forty-Eight, Millions of Pretending to Be the King (II)

Another world, in. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Kingdom of Yestija

In the desolate wilderness, the bones were scattered, and not a single grass was grown.

In the sky covered in smoke and dust, the position of the sun could not be seen at all.

Under the miasma of negative energy of the army of the undead, the originally vibrant grassland and woods have now completely withered and died, turning into an extremely barren land. The streams became cloudy and the earth began to dry up. From time to time, the piercing screech of crows could be heard in the sky.

“…… Wow, ah, ah!! ”

A soldier with multiple wounds on his body suddenly slipped and fell into a dirt pit. Then, before he could get up, a lich in a tattered black robe with only bones left in his body surrounded him by skeletons and zombies. In the soldier's desperate eyes, he saw the red light in the lich's eyes flickering, and he raised a hand to himself, and a black mist quietly filled, turning this relatively sturdy-looking soldier into a bloody and skinny, black spotted waste lying on the ground at any time.

The next moment, with a heart-rending scream, the creature's bones betrayed their master, crawling out of their skin, red flames burning in their eye sockets, and becoming a staggering skeleton soldier, replenishing the consumption of the previous battle, and following the lich to continue to hunt down the other humans.

On the other side, in a burning fortress, the remnants of the kingdom's soldiers are still engaged in a battle with the swarming undead forces. Looking down from the sky, you can see stubborn human soldiers everywhere, driven to a dead end by more and more skeletons and zombies, and finally die in despair.

Even after their death, the corpses will be repurposed to turn into zombies or skeletons, joining the side of the undead legions.

-- This is the war between the undead and the human race, which is far more terrible than the cannibalism within the human race. If it is a civil war in a human state, there is still a possibility that the defeated will survive as captives and slaves. But in the face of an army of the undead, it is a luxury for the living to die with dignity.

In fact, the humans of this world are no strangers to the undead, and have had a lot of experience fighting against the undead legions before, and in short, leave everything to the adventurers - the task of the state is to block the news that is not suitable for circulation, and carefully fabricate some of the information that can be circulated, and carefully leak it to the restless and desperate public who want to know the truth. Admittedly, this is good for the vast majority of people: the royal family and the nobility need the stability of the country, the temple needs the devotion of the faithful, and the common people just need someone to tell them that tomorrow will be safe as usual. Everyone just needs to know what they need to know, and the world will continue to be safe.

And catastrophic truths, such as evil wizards who caused the undead natural disaster, will naturally be dealt with by professionals with enough courage and skills, such as a big hero or a team of brave people. All the common people have to know in hindsight is that some hero has saved the world again.

But the problem is that this time the enemy is unprecedentedly strong, even desperately strong. Whether it's a big army battle or an assassination raid, there is a lack of extraordinary powerhouses. The Jestijah kingdom is all gone. Even if the assassination is successful, it will still be of no use.

Not long ago, the kingdom's most elite steel-class adventurer team, the "Blue Rose", once infiltrated the enemy camp and successfully killed the leader of the undead legion, a disgusting cockroach wearing a crown, and even returned triumphantly with its head. For a while, the whole country celebrated, thinking that the disaster was about to end (the main commander, the demon gentleman Dimiugos, happened to go back to report to the Lich King Ainz at that time, and only the level 30 cockroach terror duke was unlucky enough to be shot). Who knew that a few days later, under the city of Lorenti, the royal capital, this big cockroach appeared again, and he also commanded the cockroach army to climb the wall of the city and storm it, causing huge casualties and frustrating the people who were happy in the air.

(The resurrection magic of the Great Tomb of Nasalik, as long as you can afford the gold, any NPC can be resurrected)

Faced with these formidable enemies who could not be killed and could replenish their soldiers on the spot with corpses, the helpless human beings had no choice but to huddle in the midst of fortified cities and fortresses, hoping to rely on the thick stone walls to discourage the undead...... But the result is still so sad and hopeless.

Because, today's army of the undead is becoming stronger and stronger, and it is no longer necessary to stack corpses to climb the city walls, but have more violent and fast siege techniques.

And what makes these indigenous people of another world feel even more sad is that the war in their eyes is actually just a game.

This is a sad truth.

“…… One! Two! Three! Bump! ”

Outside a well-fortified city, dozens of golems shining with metallic light worked together to aim at the towering city wall in front of them, first crossing the moat that had been filled in by corpses, and then slamming their heads on the city wall, causing this strong battle defense line made of granite to shake violently in an instant, let out a groan of pain, and then fell a lot of earth and rock, and a few screaming soldiers fell.

Of course, the effect of force is mutual. When the city wall was crumbling, the golems who hit the wall with their heads were also miserable, some were directly torn apart, some lost their heads or lost their arms, and then turned into a halo one after another, disappearing...... But it didn't take long for the same group of golems to appear in the camp of the army of the undead, and then they continued to hit the wall one by one in good spirits!

- For these rookie golem players who are clumsy in action, weak in attack, and often fail to hit people, hitting the wall is also a stupid way to brush up experience, although players have to downgrade or drop equipment every time they are resurrected, but if they are originally the lowest-level rookie with no equipment, then even if they die repeatedly, there is no level to down, and no equipment can be dropped. And it can also increase experience: as long as you don't delete the number, it doesn't seem that the experience value here will be cleared.

In short, in the face of this stubborn donkey momentum that was killed again and again and resurrected again and again and ran up to hit the wall, not only the human defenders on the wall were dumbfounded, but even the demon commander Dimiugos under the city couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

“…… These golems ...... What a tireless death squad! ”

He muttered to himself, "...... It's a pity that bravery is brave, but there is no way to command at all, and can only play freely according to their will......"

- In the eyes of the demonic gentleman Dimiugos and the other villains who lead the army of the undead, these strange golems who are tireless and do not care about life or death are good cannon fodder, but unfortunately their combat power is really limited, and they are completely unresponsive: they are only able to move for a very short period of time a day, and most of the time they are frozen in place (most players are usually online for a few hours a day at most).

Even when they reacted, these golems did not pay much attention to their own orders, sometimes they would fight with the army of the undead, but more often they would talk to themselves, occasionally fight themselves, and even fight other undead monsters for no apparent reason, which made the commander of the demon gentleman Dimiugos very sad. At first, he tried to restrain the golems with military orders, but eventually gave up - these goddamn golems don't have any means of dialogue! To make matters worse, many golems stay in place for days after being "down" (considering some players are busy with classes or work and don't have time to be online as often), while the Undead Legion can't afford to wait all the time.

So, when it came time to pull out his camp and attack the next target, Dimiugos had to face two difficult choices: either leave the stopped golems in place, or carry them on the march with time and effort. At the beginning, Dimiugos also ordered the skeletons and zombies to carry the heavy metal golems on the expedition, which caused the undead to suffer from severe overwork and death, and the heavy golems crushed countless fragile and decaying undead creatures along the way, causing more damage than the resistance of the human army. Later, the number of golem players who joined the army of the undead increased, and it reached the point where it could not be lifted at all. Dimiugos was left to fend for himself by these disobedient "allies" - and if he could keep up with the team, then it would be fine. If you can't keep up with the team, you can wreak havoc wherever these golems go!

At the same time, the opposite wall, which had been hit by the suicidal impact of the metal golems, finally collapsed with a shudder. The undead creatures who had been waiting for a long time immediately swarmed up with a rancid fishy wind and launched a fierce attack on the trapped humans within the city walls...... And those golems also stormed the city, taking on the role of killing machines, bringing great despair to the indigenous humans of this world......

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Of course, for the indigenous inhabitants of the fantasy world, the visitors to the earth called "players" in alien shells do not always bring them death and destruction. For example, players who log in with a slime account are popular for their deceptively cute appearance.

――In this fantasy world, there were slimes in the first place, but they were basically disgusting things that resembled a lump of sludge. The rookie slime players who log in through the server are in the style of a Japanese-style RPG, with a round appearance like water droplets, a variety of translucent colors, a cute face, a poof-puff sound, and a low-level monster that maliciously sells cuteness.

Of course, as the experience points increase and the level increases, the appearance of some of these slime players will become more and more terrifying according to different advanced class choices. But at least in the early stages, these slime players from outside the world still look cute.

If it's a real Japanese-style brave adventure game, they're a group of professionals who give experience points. And in this fantasy world full of monsters and adventurers...... Well, it's also a group of super weak little monsters who move super slowly, can only be beaten silently, and professionally give away heads and experience points, and are eaten or trampled by some kind of animal without paying attention, and die because of all kinds of strange things......

However, there are also some slime players who have successfully entered the human society of this world, and rely on their innate talent for selling cuteness to mix like a fish in water. For example, in a noble mansion in the capital of the Bahas Empire, there is such a lucky slime player......