Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game Chapter 1909 Wyrm-Man

Chapter 1909  Wyrm-Man

"Heh, after talking for so long, you're still spouting nonsense. You're not confident that you can rescue Commander Miles, are you? Even if we manage to save the knight commander, this battle remains extremely challenging for us, isn't it?"

Kotter stared at Anthea and said in a deep voice, "No, I can guarantee that as long as everyone is willing to give their all and cooperate with the Holy Court's honorary knights legion, we will be able to..."

"What if we fail?"

Anthea looked at the imperial uncle. "What if we fail to rescue Miles, or if we succeed in rescuing Commander Miles but lose half of our troops? Do we still have the ability to defend the military fortresses?"

The imperial uncle's expression darkened.

After Anthea's explanation, he finally came to his senses.

Oh my. So, the risk of going out to rescue was this high?

He indeed wanted to invade the territory of the Enkama Empire, but if he failed, he would lose his life.

This wouldn't do!

Bishop Kotter, this guy, wasn't a good person either.

So, they were using the soldiers of Jones Kingdom to save them?

If they failed, would he have to pay with his life?

This wouldn't do!

The imperial uncle understood the crux of the matter and immediately said in a deep voice, "Yes, Commander Anthea's words make sense. It's indeed inappropriate to attack rashly. Just as Bishop Kotter said, although the overall strength of this group of undead is not strong, they are strange and anomalous. We need to observe and study them more to find a more reliable plan..."

Bishop Kotter, who was listening on the side, became anxious.

What time was it? Did they still want to study and observe?

By the time they finished their study, not to mention Miles, their entire Holy Court Holy Paladins would be wiped out!

"Imperial uncle, look..."

The imperial uncle waved his hand and stopped Kotter from continuing. "Alright, there's no need to say anymore! I have my arrangements. Continue watching in peace!"

As expected. The rest of the Holy Court knights tried to rescue Commander Miles and launched a fierce attack on the zombie team. Under the encirclement of the zombie team, a large number of casualties soon appeared.

The most terrifying thing was...

From the fallen corpses of the Holy Court knights, flesh coc.o.o.ns began to grow.

A large number of newborn undead creatures crawled out of the flesh coc.o.o.ns.

Behind them, there were still large numbers of zombie creatures rus.h.i.+ng towards the front line to join the battle.

After ten minutes of battle, the holy power of the Holy Court knights began to deplete, and the holy s.h.i.+elds that enveloped them began to shatter one after another, gradually being devoured by the undead.

The aura of the commander of the honorary knights of the Holy Court, Miles, had been completely undetectable a few minutes ago.

On the city wall, the atmosphere was extremely cold.

Kotter clenched his fists tightly and glanced at the people from Jones Kingdom.

Miles was indeed an idiot, but if the Jones Kingdom had been willing to help, they would not have lost so badly. If they had lost so thoroughly, they might have a chance of survival.

The imperial uncle looked at the grim scene outside where the Holy Court knights were annihilated, feeling a sense of relief.

They had indeed lost!

Luckily, he hadn't been deceived by that guy from the Holy Court to rush out for a rescue.

Otherwise, their entire military fortress would have been lost!

In the forefront, after the undead creatures cleared the remnants of the Holy Court, they continued advancing towards the military fortress.

"Magicite cannons! Fire!"

The magicite cannons positioned on the military fortress were reactivated, relentlessly pounding the incoming zombie team, reducing the number of the undead.

Kotter felt resentment and grumbled at the imperial uncle. Despite that, he maintained a facade of calmness, concealing his anger, while contemplating how to continue dealing with the situation.

Though they had temporarily preserved a portion of Jones Kingdom's combat strength, how much longer could they endure the relentless onslaught of undead from the outside?

The large-scale teleportation pa.s.sage had only opened once, and waiting for the next wave would take at least six to seven hours.

They certainly couldn't afford to wait that long!

"Imperial Uncle, the magicite cannons have been in use for a while now. They are currently being forced into an overheated state. Continuing like this will significantly increase the risk of malfunctions," a minister warned.

The imperial uncle narrowed his eyes and raised his hand. "No need to panic. I've already requested a.s.sistance from the Flood Dragon Race. They should be arriving soon. When they do, the Flood Dragon Race will collaborate with us, and breaking through the enemy won't be a difficult task."

The Flood Dragon Race?

Hearing this, not only the ministers of Jones Kingdom but also the Holy Court members were surprised.

The Flood Dragon Race was a unique race residing at the edge of the ocean. Rumored to possess the bloodline of flood dragons, they were larger than ordinary humans and had lived at the ocean's edge for generations.

The Flood Dragon Race was known for its cruelty and bloodthirstiness, but its overall strength surpa.s.sed that of humans by a level.

Anthea's heart sank.

This time, the King had staked everything, even securing cooperation from the infamous Flood Dragon Race.

The imperial uncle was also displeased.

In his original plan, the Flood Dragon Race would arrive ahead of the main Holy Court reinforcements. They would first weaken a portion of the undead, allowing the Holy Court to join the battle and eliminate the undead.

They were collaborating with the Holy Court to eliminate the Flood Dragon Race.

Executed a strategy to achieve three objectives.

They never expected the Holy Court's reinforcements to arrive first.

It wasn't a significant issue initially. At worst, they could deal with the undead first and then handle the Flood Dragon Race together later.

However, they never antic.i.p.ated that the Holy Court's reinforcements would be so feeble, unable to hold on until the Flood Dragon Race reinforcements arrived. They were wiped out!

Anthea observed the situation outside the city wall and respectfully said, "Imperial Uncle, I'm willing to command the knights to intercept the enemy from entering the fortress."

"Go ahead. The Flood Dragon Race will arrive soon. Great Commander Anthea, you've worked hard," the imperial uncle said, glancing at Kotter as he spoke.

If the people from the Holy Court weren't so unreliable, the situation outside would be entirely different!

"Understood!"

Outside the fortress, at the entrance of the canyon. Observing from a distance as Miles led the Holy Court knights to be completely defeated by zombies, Jasmin, and the other players were profoundly shocked.

Those were the formidable elite knights from the Holy Court in the advanced game world!

World Lord Fang Heng single-handedly wiped them out!

Was this the true strength of a sector World Lord player?

Fang Heng led the zombie team to meet up with the troops at the canyon entrance. Looking up at the towering city wall, a game prompt appeared on his retina.

[Hint: The player has successfully killed the commander of the elite knights of the Holy Court, Miles, and destroyed his soul. The player has received an additional 1% completion rate for the main mission, Rescue Ciboreya (party). The player has earned a 200,000 faction reputation in the undead faction.]

[Hint: The player has eliminated the Holy Court's high-tier elite support team. The player's current mission is to Snipe the frontline Holy Court Army. The mission completion rate has increased by 32%. The estimated remaining time for the current mission has increased by 300 minutes.]