Chapter 9

Chapter 10: Muddling Through

A long horn sounded, and the entire Mongol camp began to gather in the center.

However, Squad 1023, a motley crew of humans and demons, advanced calmly and steadily.

The Mongol soldiers were far inferior in strength compared to them.

Squad 1023 was like a spear, and the spear's tip was the green-scaled monster.

With its claws swinging, it cut through the enemy like a meat grinder, leaving a path paved with corpses.

Qian Xing took advantage of the chaos, sneaking in from the side of the camp and blending into the gathering soldiers.

He watched as the giant sword warrior swung his massive blade, sending two Mongol soldiers flying. The speed at which he reaped points was far beyond what Qian Xing could achieve.

Qian Xing grew anxious; despite the prolonged battle, no notable experts from the Mongol army had appeared.

At this moment, the Mongol soldiers, who had been caught off guard, finally formed their ranks.

A wave of white light, like a tidal surge, swept through the entire formation from its center!

An alert box immediately appeared: "You have been blessed by the Enhanced Formation skill. All attributes are temporarily increased by 20%, and attack power is temporarily increased by 40%. The skill effect will last until the death of the thousand-man commander."

Damn, the battlefield is truly terrifying. A thousand-man commander's 'Enhanced Formation' skill boosts the attack power of all soldiers by 10%!

Keep in mind, this is nearly a thousand people!

The effect of the 'Enhanced Skill' was immediately evident. The momentum of Squad 1023's spear-like advance came to a halt!

And they hadn't even seen the boss yet!

On the right side of the spear, the green-haired zombie was immediately struck by several scimitars. The scimitars pierced through the zombie's outer layer, making a dull "thud" sound, while the zombie's hard arms plunged into the chests of two Mongol soldiers.

The green-iron-armored zombie was as hard as stone, and ordinary weapons could not inflict significant damage.

However, a significant weakness of the green-haired zombie was its slow movement. Each time it struck, it could only kill two Mongol soldiers, while the surrounding soldiers surged forward from all sides. Within a few breaths, the zombie's outer layer was cut into strips, hanging from its body and fluttering in the wind.

The least affected was the green-scaled monster. Its claws were powerful and fast, mowing down Mongol soldiers like grass. The sharp bone spurs on its elbows and shoulders deflected incoming blades.

The row of sharp bone spurs on its back, as it moved, pierced many soldiers attempting to attack, leaving numerous bloody holes in their bodies!

The green-haired zombie grew desperate. The more times the blades struck its body, the more its defenses weakened. It opened its mouth and sprayed a fan-shaped cloud of green corpse poison!

Several Mongol soldiers in front immediately fell.

The green-haired zombie, catching its breath, roared at the giant sword warrior: "Griffith! We should abandon the protection of those three rookies and quickly charge into the camp. These damned ants' attack power has suddenly increased a lot; it must be due to a group skill cast by their leader!"

A layer of white light flowed over the giant sword warrior's massive blade. He was already channeling his fighting spirit into the blade. Although he hadn't released a skill like the green-haired zombie, the use of fighting spirit also increased his stamina consumption.

The attack power of these soldiers had suddenly increased significantly due to the group skill!

It seemed that his plan to protect the three new members to improve the mission completion rating was about to fail.

However, he refused to give up easily. With a fierce horizontal slash, he cut four Mongol soldiers in half at the waist. Turning to the three rookies behind him, he roared: "You three, run back! Hide in the woods! We will draw their attention here, and may the Lord protect you!"

At this moment, the rear of Squad 1023's spear formation was relatively sparse. The three new members, without a word, turned and ran. Running out of the camp might save their lives, and the cost would only be a lower mission completion rating.

Squad 1023's spear formation suddenly became more aggressive. The giant sword warrior released a cross-shaped sword aura, which, although not very far-reaching, killed over a dozen Mongol soldiers in one strike.

As a result, most of the soldiers' attention was drawn to these five powerful opponents. The fleeing enemies, for now, did not pose a threat, and the best time to chase them would be after victory was secured.

Only a few soldiers from the flanks, far from the center of the battle, pursued the three new members, including Qian Xing.

After seeing the power of the five members of Squad 1023, Qian Xing completely lost the courage to engage in battle. He only wanted to kill a Mongol decurion and be done with it. Unexpectedly, these three new members retreated, giving him another chance. He immediately followed them like a fly.

As soon as they ran out of the camp, Qian Xing, who was at the back, accelerated, surpassing all the Mongol soldiers. His strength far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Just as the last new member of Squad 1023 was about to enter the woods, Qian Xing leaped forward nearly three meters, his bone-white right claw deeply piercing the new member's back!

The new member let out a惨叫, dragging Qian Xing for two steps before collapsing and dying.

An alert immediately appeared: "You have killed a member of Squad 1023, gaining 60 points."

The second new member was a muscular man, the one Qian Xing had previously identified as stronger than the average person.

Instead of retreating, the muscular man advanced, swinging his sword at Qian Xing's head. Qian Xing did not use his right hand's Mongol scimitar, which was coated with jade bee venom, as it was not something a rookie could handle.

With a sliding step, his bone-white left hand struck the spine of the iron sword. A metallic "clang" sounded as the iron sword was deflected by Qian Xing's fingers. However, the muscular man kicked sideways, his right leg like a whip, aiming for Qian Xing's groin.

It turned out he was a skilled fighter, having trained in martial arts. Qian Xing had underestimated him.

Qian Xing tossed the scimitar into the air and extended his bone-white right claw, using the "Heavenly Net" palm technique.

Although the new member knew some modern combat techniques, he was no match for the ancient tomb school's palm technique. The sky was filled with bone-white claw shadows, and after just two exchanges, Qian Xing's claw pierced the new member's heart.

Qian Xing's left claw then caught the scimitar falling from the sky.

At this moment, the last new member was caught by a Mongol decurion. Just as the decurion was about to strike, he felt a pain in his back, and a bloody hand emerged from his chest.

With a sinister smile, Qian Xing's left hand pierced the last new member's heart!

Alerts kept appearing: "You have killed a decurion, gaining 30 points.

You have killed two members of Squad 1023, gaining 80 points and 60 points.

Total points: 392."

Why were the points for the three new members not the same? After some thought, he concluded that each member entering the arena had different strengths, and the points gained from killing them varied accordingly!

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End of Chapter 10

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