Chapter 2115 - 563: Battle of Death Valley! (Part 2)

"Hehehe, taste this special concoction of old boss' enhanced Sprite!"

The player "One Mouthful of Chemical Pool" yelled strangely, violently smashing a bottle of alchemy potion with eerie green bubbles into the Ratmen crowd.

With a loud bang, a cloud of dense red mist spread, instantly devouring the surrounding light green thin mist.

At first, the Ratmen didn't pay much attention, after all, they were experts in poison, immune to hundreds of poisons.

However, they quickly paid the price for their recklessness.

The Ratmen who first came into contact with the red mist began to scratch their skin madly, until it was torn and wrinkled, emitting shrill cries.

While the surrounding Ratmen were scared out of their wits, screaming and fleeing backward, ignoring the Chiliarch's orders behind them.

Table and Chair: "What the hell is that thing?!"

One Mouthful of Chemical Pool: "Ahem, this is a gift from the Hell Dwarves while negotiating trade, said to be the rat exterminator. They told me to try it out at the front line and report the effectiveness back, I don't know the specific ingredients either."

Gou Shi: "…Good thing there are no allies nearby, otherwise we'd lose points for a TK."

Fortunately, the technical prowess of the Hell Dwarves had limits; the red mist didn't last long before dissipating into the battlefield smoke.

At least our own people weren't swept in.

Leading the charge were players from the Great Graveyard T0 and T1 tier teams, displaying an incredibly strong individual combat ability, easily tearing through the Ratmen's defensive lines one after another.

Behind those players was a mighty army of newcomers, entering the game with beta testing access from the expansion pack.

Some fought separately, others grouped in teams of threes and fives, and many joined various gaming guilds to find backers.

For example, the most standout guild among them is Catastrophe OL's top guild, Dragon Traveling the World!

Unlike those shouting teams charging forward, this disciplined team represented a totally different style on the chaotic battlefield!

They appeared like a real army, obeying orders, moving like the wind.

The Ratmen soon treated this well-coordinated team as the elite of the Three Races Alliance Army. Consequently, the members of Dragon Traveling the World unexpectedly became the backbone of this battle, enduring more than their expected share.

But this just hit Dragon Roaming Wanli's G-spot.

Isn't this exactly what he pursued?

Without a rain of arrows filling the sky, how could Gutaf Kingdom's "greatest general" demonstrate his valor?

"Brothers! Maintain formation! Do not break rank!"

Riding the Earth Cave Spider, Dragon Roaming Wanli stood at the front, wielding a huge double-edged battle axe, eyes filled with intense fighting spirit.

His scales showcased a deep dark green color, proof of high-level Lizardman—or Dragon Descendant bloodline!

By the way, he finally replaced the Cursed Fish Spear snatched from the Merfolk; now he wields equipment personally made by Lord Demon King.

"Qianli, hold the shield! Baili, cover me!"

Marching beside Dragon Roaming Wanli, Vice Chairman and Secretary [Longxing Qianli] maintained a steady form.

Although she was just a Skeleton, she moved incredibly agilely, holding the Tower Shield steadily, like a moving fortress.

The raining shot stones and poisoned arrows were indeed blocked by her enchanted Tower Shield, creating ample space for the boss to show off.

"Got it, bro!"

[Longxing Baili] drew his Longbow tight, his bone fingers showed no tremor, followed by a flash of dark green arrow light!

Every vibration of the bowstring accompanied by a screaming, collapsing Ratman hiding behind rocks. Sometimes it was a Mouse-man Crossbowman, sometimes a Mouse Priest.

Although they didn't possess the same abnormal individual strength as the "T0 Squad," their synergy was unmatched, resembling a ruthless bulldozer, crushing the remaining Ratmen along the way.

Victory seemed within reach!

The Ratmen defenders stationed here clearly had their morale shattered, started discarding armor and fleeing into the depths of the valley...

However, at that moment, an unexpected change occurred!

The ground suddenly began to tremble.

The vibration wasn't the roar of a thousand troops charging, but a series of tooth-grinding sounds, like thousands of rats gnawing at the earth.

The originally fleeing Ratmen suddenly stopped, gazing fearfully back at the darkness of the valley's deepest recess.

A mass of black fog was blowing in.

Upon seeing the black fog, their eyes gradually revealed fear. The deep-rooted tremble was a hundred times more intense than during their battlefield slaughter!

Unlike the trembling Ratmen.

The Pig-headed Warriors holding the Totem Pole steadied themselves, faces revealing eager expressions, spitting saliva on the blood-stained Totem Pole.

"Something big is coming!"

Yiye Zhiqu turned his Magic Wand, holding it firm, the Soul Fire in his skull flickering with wary glow, sensing the unusual aura from the incoming "Wind of Magic Power."

Without hesitation, he immediately cast the Eye of Wind over himself, onto the Skull flickering with eerie green Soul Fire.

"Can you see what that thing is?" Hu Wan stopped beside him, eyes also looking into the depth of the valley.

Focused on the front, Yiye Zhiqu spoke gravely.

"I can't see it..."

Hu Wan glanced at him in surprise.

"Can't see?"

Yiye Zhiqu slowly nodded.