Chapter 67 -67-The Final Wave! The Elite Legions!

Chapter 67: Chapter67-The Final Wave! The Elite Legions!

Guaranteed to hit.

Never dissipating before impact.

This was fundamentally different from simply increasing range or expanding an area of effect.

Take Void Spear, for example.

Previously, even though the skill could track its target, it might still lose effectiveness if the distance became too great, if it crossed a special region, or if the target entered a teleportation formation.

With [Sun Chaser], once Void Spear locked onto a target, it would continue pursuing them indefinitely.

Even if the enemy used a teleportation scroll to flee thousands of kilometers away, the spear would still follow.

It might even...

John looked toward the distant Eternal Night Gate.

If a locked enemy escaped from the Human Realm back into the Dark Realm—

Would Void Spear pass directly through the cross-realm passage and continue the pursuit?

"I’ll test it when I get the chance."

He immediately embedded [Sun Chaser] into the Void Staff.

[The Void Staff has obtained the SSS-Rank Affix: Sun Chaser!]

[All projectile skills released through this weapon have gained the Guaranteed Hit effect!]

John then invested the five Free Attribute Points into Strength.

[Strength +5!]

[Voidwalker Class Trait triggered!]

[Constitution, Agility, and Wisdom have each increased by 5!]

[Current Core Attributes: 1,240!]

John closed the panel in satisfaction.

By the end of the third wave, he had accumulated 280,000 Military Merit.

After harvesting the fourth wave, his total Military Merit had officially reached 400,000.

He still needed another 600,000 to enter the core area of the Underground Treasury.

Only the final wave remained.

If the enemy forces were high enough in quality, he still had a chance to reach one million in a single push.

Just as John prepared to collect the loot from the fourth wave—

Woo—!

The horn sounded again.

Before the first note had completely faded, a second followed immediately.

Woo—!

Woo—!

Woo—!

Four blasts in total.

Every soldier in Defensive Sector Six stopped what they were doing.

John also raised his head.

An ordinary attack triggered only one horn blast.

Two meant the defensive line was in danger.

Three called for support from neighboring sectors.

Four—

Emergency assembly!

"Defenders from Sectors Five and Seven, converge on Defensive Sector Six immediately!"

"Ranged units, take positions atop the main wall!"

"Melee units, enter the outer defensive line!"

"Load every large-scale war machine!"

Orders echoed throughout the walls.

The heavy partition gates separating Defensive Sector Six rapidly opened.

Soldiers from Sectors Five and Seven poured into the area with their weapons and supplies.

Within only a few minutes, Defensive Sector Six’s troop count had increased to more than three times its original size.

The Luna Wolf Guild players also arrived.

However, none of them were carrying weapons.

White_Bear had an enormous stone block from the city wall balanced on his shoulder.

Horus was carrying two barrels of magical adhesive used to reinforce the walls.

Some of the other players carried hammers.

Others pushed wheelbarrows.

A few were hauling damaged barricades.

The Luna Wolf players were too low-level.

Their performance during the first three waves had also been far too poor.

In the officers’ eyes, leaving them on the front lines would only increase the burden on the healers.

As a result, they had all been transferred to the rear and assigned to repair the walls and defensive facilities.

White_Bear dropped the stone block onto the ground and wiped his forehead.

"We came here to participate in a war quest."

"How did we end up becoming a construction crew?"

Hawk Eye expressionlessly stirred a bucket of adhesive.

"Carry one hundred bricks and you earn one Military Merit."

White_Bear lowered his head and stared at his hands.

"I don’t want to play anymore."

Horus had already grown numb to hearing that sentence.

"Shut up."

"Hurry up and finish repairing that wall."

More and more soldiers entered Defensive Sector Six.

Loki climbed to the highest point of the wall.

With his voice amplified by battle aura, every person in the area could hear him clearly.

"Attention, everyone!"

"Our forward scouts have returned with intelligence."

"The Dark Realm is rearranging its legion deployment sequence."

"The fifth wave passing through the Eternal Night Gate will most likely consist entirely of elite forces!"

The moment he finished speaking, the previously busy crowd erupted into commotion.

"Elite legions?"

"Why would they send their elites?"

"The last time the Dark Realm’s elite forces attacked, Defensive Sector Three suffered a casualty rate of over eighty percent!"

"Our group of recruits has the worst luck imaginable."

"We’re facing their elite main force in our very first battle..."

Someone instinctively looked toward the battlefield.

"Where’s that Otherworlder?"

"He stopped the first four waves by himself."

"Can he stop an elite army too?"

John did not participate in the discussion.

He stood far away from the crowd, closer to the central battlefield.

The Void Staff rested casually across his shoulder.

Judging from Loki’s reaction and those of the surrounding soldiers, the enemies in the fifth wave would be far more troublesome than the previous groups.

However, troublesome enemies usually also meant higher levels.

More EXP.

More Military Merit.

And more Bosses.

Boom!

A deep drumbeat suddenly came from the distance.

Boom!

A second beat followed.

The rhythm was steady.

Slow.

Every strike seemed to land directly against the chests of the human soldiers.

Defensive Sector Six gradually fell silent.

Everyone looked toward the Eternal Night Gate.

A row of Duskborn shield soldiers in black heavy armor were the first to step through the passage.

They did not charge madly like the low-ranking monsters.

Instead, they raised tower shields more than two meters tall and formed an orderly black wall at the center of the battlefield.

Spearmen followed directly behind them.

Dark Elf archers arranged themselves into square formations.

Umberkin mages and war machines occupied the center.

Large numbers of silver-armored Dark Realm cavalry continued pouring out from both sides of the gate.

This time, there were no Hunters to be casually sacrificed.

As far as the eye could see, every single one of them was a well-equipped, intelligent soldier.

Their numbers even exceeded those of every previous wave.

They advanced steadily to the rhythm of the drums, each soldier marching at exactly the same pace.

The sound of armor plates grinding together merged into a suffocating pressure.

"They’re here..."

"They really are all elites."

"There are far too many of them."

The hands of some newly transferred recruits had already begun trembling around their weapons.

Even Loki lost his earlier composure.

The enemy’s numbers and equipment clearly exceeded the initial reports brought back by the scouts.

John activated [Hunter’s Eye].

Large amounts of information appeared within his vision.

[Duskborn Blackguard]

[Level: Lv28.]

[Grayscale Formation Breaker]

[Level: Lv27.]

[Dark Elf Sharpshooter]

[Level: Lv31.]

[Umberkin Warlock]

[Level: Lv30.]

[Lightless Heavy Cavalry]

[Level: Lv32.]

...

Their average level ranged from Lv27 to Lv32.

It was precisely within the range where John could receive full EXP rewards.

The expression on his face gradually changed.

The corners of his mouth slowly rose.

"Finally, something worth fighting."

Under the astonished gazes of the surrounding soldiers, he voluntarily stepped down from the defensive line.

Then he began moving faster.

His walk became a run.

He headed directly toward the advancing Dark Realm elite army.

"What is he doing?"

"He’s charging over there alone?"

"Someone call him back!"

John raised one hand.

The Void Staff spun once in his palm as he charged alone toward the Dark Realm formation.