Ashen Dragon-Chapter 132 - 62: The Advancing Player

However, this charge by Mighty Heavenly Dragon had already thrown the City Defense Army into disarray, drawing much of their fire, allowing the Ogres and Great Goblins, Dragon Vein Descendants, to advance smoothly, pushing the battle lines into the city and preparing for street combat.

"It’s my turn to have some fun!"

"Watch me replicate those maneuvers!"

"For every Martial Monk’s dream!"

Many Martial Monk players wanted to mimic Mighty Heavenly Dragon’s tactics, scaling walls and charging forward, though most ended up riddled with arrows.

After all, not everyone was a master like Mighty Heavenly Dragon. With the fragile physique of a Martial Monk unable to wear armor, they couldn’t withstand even a few sword strikes.

Meanwhile, some players had found alternative, sneaky strategies.

For example, Charlotte.

His [Magic Coin] guild had unprecedentedly accepted a Druid player — Holy Light Bro.

The two sneaked up to the tall city wall, looking down at the mass of City Guard soldiers below.

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Their eyes met, and they exchanged sinister smiles.

"Holy Light Bro, transform into owl bear form."

"Got it."

The Druid, naked but covered in Holy Light, got down on all fours. His body, covered in natural magical aura, rapidly expanded, transforming into a massive owl bear standing two meters tall at the shoulder and weighing several tons.

Charlotte grinned wickedly, waving his Carved Wooden Staff.

[Enlarge Spell]

This spell increased the size of a creature by one level.

As tiny magical auras flickered, the owl bear that Holy Light Bro had become doubled in height and weighed eight times more!

Charlotte raised his staff, pointing at the clustered soldiers below, numbering in the hundreds, and said viciously:

"Holy Light Bro, smash them! Smash them hard!"

"Roar!"

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He was now a monster eight meters long and weighing over ten tons.

Below, the City Guard’s temporary western command, led by Baron Alta, was raising his sword high for a final charge.

Clad in ornate, heavy armor, his expression was resolute, with his loyal soldiers surrounding him.

Alta had been trained by the Rackham Family from a young age. His swordsmanship was renowned throughout the Duchy, and he had traveled the world years ago.

In this moment of life and death for the nation, he had traveled from the South to assist Northwind Castle, repaying the Rackham Family’s kindness.

"Soldiers, it’s time to give your lives!"

"For the glory of the family!"

"Defend Northwind Castle to the death! Stop those invading monsters!"

Suddenly, Baron Alta noticed a shadow looming over him.

He instinctively looked up, only to see the massive body of the owl bear filling his vision, growing larger by the second.

"What is this—"

"Boom!"

A deafening crash resounded as dust filled the air.

When the smoke cleared, a huge crater could be seen where the ground had been struck.

Baron Alta and his twenty elite loyal soldiers were all smashed into a bloody pulp, unrecognizable as human.

On top of the pile of flesh lay a naked male corpse — it was Holy Light Bro, who hadn’t survived the fall damage.

Though he had reverted from his transformation, the Enlarge Spell hadn’t worn off, leaving Holy Light Bro’s corpse the size of a three-meter-tall giant.

Charlotte looked at the devastated City Defense Army position, nodding in satisfaction: "Killed the boss directly. Holy Light Bro, you died honorably this time!"

He opened the player forum and messaged Holy Light Bro, who was waiting to respawn:

"How much experience and faction contribution did you get?"

"3900 experience, 4000 faction contribution."

"So much?"

Charlotte’s eyes widened in jealousy, gritting his teeth, wishing it was his own corpse lying below.

As guild leader, seeing a member receive such a huge reward filled Charlotte with a mix of pride and envy.

"Let’s keep earning!"

Charlotte said fiercely.

Just as he was thinking this, a new task message appeared on his panel.

"Wait, is this a special mission?"

Despite the fact that players were currently capped at Fourth Level, they were already starting to shine.

According to the system’s evaluation standards, most of the creatures in Erezer had no levels, even in the army, only the most seasoned soldiers could be considered Level One, and a unit composed of Level One professionals was already considered elite.

But a thousand professional players, including a significant proportion of spellcasters, would be a force to be reckoned with in the Anzeta Great Wilderness, or anywhere in Erezer.

When the open beta version [Northern Wind and Cloud] was launched, tens of thousands of players flooded into Erezer, and they would make their mark on the entire world.

Back to the present, with the players’ involvement, the fall of Northwind Castle was inevitable.

The Descendants of the Ashen Nest continued pushing forward, crushing the resisting remnants of soldiers, marching toward the Council Hall.

But the Rackham Family was also playing all their cards, with the elite "Eagle’s Shield" of Northwind Castle and the court spellcasters causing some setbacks in the advance of the Dragon Vein Descendants.

As the battle intensified, a covert team moved through the city.

In a hidden alley in one corner of Northwind Castle, Singo was browsing the task panel.

[Special Mission: Prevent Ascension!]

[Mission Description: The withered trees in the forest weep, and within the eerie Rackman Castle, Duke Brad Rackman is scheming an evil plot. He plans to sacrifice the souls and bodies of 1674 vampire variants to obtain a great ascension.

When black mist shrouds the moonlight and blood boils in the body, Duke Brad will transform into an immortal Vampire King! Once his ascension is complete, he will be able to withstand sunlight and possess unimaginable evil power. Warriors, stop him!]

[Faction Mission: Stop the Ascension Ritual]

[Affiliated Faction: Ashen Nest]

[Mission Description: Cooperate with Mezulash and Alger to stop the ascension ritual, kill Brad Rackman, and the Lord of Ashen will grant you power and riches.]

Singo’s tone was somewhat excited:

"The Duke of Northwind Castle, Vampire Brad Rackman, a character only mentioned in the backstory. This boss won’t be easy to fight."

Summer Night Autumn Rain nodded: "We should prepare properly."

Natural War Maniac unconcernedly rubbed his bald head: "Whatever, let’s just chop our way through."

Mantou’s dragon face was full of tension.

"This mission description sounds scary. Is this some kind of horror dungeon? I, I’m kind of scared of ghosts."

Singo glanced at him disdainfully.

"Pathetic. Why don’t you head back?

"Even Autumn Rain isn’t scared, and you’re the one getting all worked up."

Mantou blushed, hugging his arms defiantly.

"Fine, I’ll go, let’s see who gets scared in the end!"

Summer Night Autumn Rain smiled helplessly, stepping in to mediate:

"We might not have the strength to tackle such a major boss alone. The faction task description says to cooperate with Mezulash and Alger, let’s follow the guide and find them first."