Chapter 54

Wu Xiaode lay there.

Accustomed to the various sounds of battle, he almost fell asleep due to the boredom.

The breached positions increased more and more.

As a result, he found it hard to sleep, as the surroundings became increasingly dangerous.

However, something just didn't feel right.

The demons had a lord-level expert, but the undead had nothing, only a group of soldiers.

Although the expert was at the back, if he saw a part of the battle becoming too intense, he would release long-range spells, reducing the stubborn undead to ashes.

But the undead had no power to counter.

They could only retreat step by step.

—This was the main reason Wu Xiaode didn't dare to step forward.

Should they really keep fighting like this? Wouldn't this mean certain defeat?

Wu Xiaode thought to himself.

Time slowly passed.

Suddenly.

A long dragon's roar came from deep within the undead's position.

"It's a Bone Dragon!"

The skeleton exclaimed excitedly.

In the depths behind the position, one after another, Death Knights riding Frost Warhorses appeared.

They began to charge towards the position.

The Demon Lord's roar shook the heavens and earth: "Everyone, prepare to engage!"

It no longer cared about the battle on the ground but flew into the depths of the sky, waiting for the Bone Dragon to arrive.

The demon knights withdrew from the position, reassembling on the distant plains, reorganizing their ranks, and silently accumulating strength.

In the position.

The skeleton immediately sat up from the ground, excitedly saying, "The counterattack is here."

"Really? Are you planning to use your all-or-nothing ability to boost the Bone Dragon?" Wu Xiaode said with his eyes closed, in a soft voice.

The skeleton stiffened.

After a moment's thought, it silently threw the assembled bones around and lay down again.

"Brother, you must be a veteran, can we be friends?"

It asked in a low voice.

"Don't talk, there are still a few minutes left to pass the level," Wu Xiaode said.

The skeleton had to wait obediently.

After about five or six minutes.

In the sky above the battlefield, dragon roars echoed from the depths.

It was a massive, frost-shimmering cloud of mist.

It moved quickly in the depths of the sky, soon entering the battlefield and engaging with the Demon Lord.

On the ground, the knights of both sides began to accelerate slowly.

Charge—

Their speed increased, crossing the long battlefield, rushing towards the enemy's position!

Suddenly.

A grand voice descended from the sky:

"Soldiers of the Death Realm, the more death you bring to the enemy, the more you are protected by death!"

The Bone Dragon appeared!

It flew above the battlefield, emitting a pale blue frost glow, lowering the temperature of the entire battlefield.

As the words echoed,

Wu Xiaode felt an additional layer of mysterious power on his body.

The Book of the Undead flipped open, revealing lines of ice crystal text:

"All Undead soldiers have gained the power of the Dragon Spell: Spirit Protection."

"Effect:"

"Whenever you kill an enemy, the soul of death will form an invisible shield of protection on you, absorbing damage for you."

"The more enemies you kill, the stronger the protection on you becomes."

"Duration: 10 minutes (time resets when a new enemy is killed)."

—This is right.

Wu Xiaode's mind moved, and the silent magic mist around him completely disappeared.

He stood up, brushed off the dust, and kicked the skeleton's pelvis.

"Get up, the Bone Dragon has come personally. If we're discovered, there will be trouble."

"Ah, oh, okay."

He and the skeleton got up, stretched their bodies, and stood on the mound together.

They didn't fight before because the other side had a boss.

The Death Realm only had a group of soldiers, with no commander, clearly sent out as cannon fodder.

Wu Xiaode wasn't going to do that.

Now that the Bone Dragon had come, immediately releasing such a powerful Dragon Spell to everyone, it proved that the war had truly begun.

This was the time for battle!

"Hey," Wu Xiaode said.

"What?" the skeleton asked.

"Roar."

"Ah... okay..."

The skeleton took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Come on! Who dares to fight us!"

Wu Xiaode, beside it, drew the Dream Blade and assumed a battle stance.

Five or six demon knights immediately rushed over, but halfway through, they realized something was wrong.

Hey?

Weren't these two lying on the ground, dead?

The demon knights charged forward with their doubts.

This was a tough fight!

The skeleton raised its shield on the spot and shouted, "Brother, we must hold—"

Before he could finish, Wu Xiaode had already charged out of the position.

Fog filled the sky.

A gray shadow darted through the horsemen, suddenly leaping over everyone, transforming into a young man, drawing his blade and slashing.

The light was blurred, and the bright golden lines on the snow-white blade crisscrossed like a sudden rain, landing on the demon knights' armor.

Amid the sound of metal clashing—

The armor shattered.

The demon knights raised their spears to block, but the spears were also cut by the flashing golden light.

The knights were stunned.

Wu Xiaode was also stunned.

The Dream Blade was so sharp, just as Zhao Zhibing had said, "No other trick, only sharpness."

Since that's the case, what else is there to say?

The surging mist burst from Wu Xiaode's body, enveloping everything around.

A cold wind blew from the sky.

Wu Xiaode rode the wind, charging through the formation again.

He passed through the seven or eight demon knights, sheathing his blade behind them.

Clang!

The mist dissipated.

The demon knights, along with their horses, were cut into pieces, scattered on the ground.

The Book of the Undead immediately displayed lines of ice crystal text:

"You have killed an enemy."

"Death has activated the Dragon Spell on you: Spirit Protection."

"You have gained the protection of the dead, current level: 7, which can shield you from 7 attacks by spells and weapons."

The skeleton jumped up, looked around, and laughed, "Brother, your blade and fog are amazing, we're sure to win!"

Wu Xiaode didn't speak, recalling many formation-breaking blade techniques in his mind.

This is—

He looked at the Book of the Undead.

The Book of the Undead continuously displayed lines of ice crystal text:

"You have already mastered blade techniques of the level of 'You lie buried in the mud, I stand in the snow,' so all prerequisite techniques are known."

"In battle, your blade skills will be honed, becoming stronger and stronger."

A particularly tall demon knight charged over.

"Undead, go back to your slumber!"

It roared, raising the spear in its hand, which emitted a fiery glow, and stabbed fiercely at Wu Xiaode's chest!

Wu Xiaode dodged the spear thrust, standing at the side of the demon knight.

This was Xiao Baihong's side step!

"What—"

The demon knight hurriedly tried to turn around, but it was too late.

The long blade was drawn, slashing from the upper left to the ground, leaving a sharp golden line in the air.

The golden line disappeared into the darkness.

The demon knight, along with its horse, was cut in two.

"Everyone, kill him for me!"

The demon knight roared, in the moment of death, throwing the spear with all its might.

The spear came with great force, forcing Wu Xiaode to block with his blade.

At this moment, two demon foot soldiers rushed up, closing in on him, one trying to grab him, the other drawing a dagger to stab.

Wu Xiaode slashed the dagger and the hand off, and with a reverse strike, hit the demon trying to grab him solidly.

The demon was immediately thrown back.

At this moment, the skeleton also rushed up, cutting off the head of the demon that had been hit.

Wu Xiaode struck again, killing the demon with the severed hand.

Eight layers of Spirit Protection!

In the distance.

More demons charged over.

The battlefield was like a meat grinder, and before Wu Xiaode could catch his breath, seven or eight demons had surrounded him.

He glanced at the Book of the Undead.

Soul power remaining: 7 points.

But the crow was already there, ready to replenish the consumption!

Then—

Kill!

Wu Xiaode leaped forward, charging at the demons.

Both sides engaged.

This time, perhaps because the demons had seen his previous performance, they no longer advanced, forming a defensive formation on the spot.

Dozens of demons formed a defensive formation.

More demons joined in.

As a result, Wu Xiaode couldn't get through and could only fight on the periphery.

As the battle progressed, he felt his blade techniques becoming more fluid and natural, with more moves coming out naturally.

The demons began to suffer casualties.

But more demons charged over.

Over thirty demons blocked Wu Xiaode.

Suddenly, a mournful horn sounded on the battlefield.

The demons, hearing the horn, stopped fighting Wu Xiaode and turned to run back to their position.

Wu Xiaode was about to chase them but was pulled back by the skeleton.

"Brother, time's up!" the skeleton shouted.

Wu Xiaode was stunned, then came to his senses.

He had been so engrossed in the battle that he hadn't noticed the time.

Time's up meant the mission was completed!

He looked around.

The ground was covered with corpses.

Weapons piled up like mountains.

The two stood in this environment, quietly waiting for everything to end.

Wu Xiaode looked at the Book of the Undead.

His Spirit Protection had stacked up to 11 layers!

In the sky.

A grand voice suddenly echoed:

"Good job!"

"Low-ranking soldiers responsible for defending the position, you have already fulfilled your duty of defending the position by enduring this brutal battle—"

"I grant you the right to advance!"