Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game-Chapter 2378 Fall

"Charge! Eliminate these undead!"

Sensing a strong undead aura from the Lickers, Baluyev roared and, raising his spear high, led the honorary knights of the Holy Court in a gallop. They all unleashed their charge skill!

The Holy Court's honorary knights charged toward the right side of the battlefield, where a large group of Lickers had been frozen by the magicite cannon attacks.

Holy power condensed within each honorary knight, and the gathered aura formed a sharp arrow that pierced fiercely into the battlefield!

As the sharpest point of the arrow, Baluyev tightly gripped the knight commander's spear with both hands.

"Chi!! Chi!!"

With the terrifying bonuses of the charge skill and the additional damage from the holy power, Baluyev pierced through the frozen Lickers with his spear, instantly killing several of them as he charged into the frozen horde.

Furrowing his brow, Baluyev began to realize something was wrong.

It seemed that only he could completely shatter the Lickers!

The other knights in his charge could only knock the Lickers a short distance away.

Was the vitality of these monsters so tenacious?

A sinking feeling spread among the knights.

This was bad!

Everything was different from what Baluyev had expected!

He had thought that even if the charge didn't achieve great results, it would at least cause some damage to the Licker horde, and at the very least, ensure their safety.

He never expected these monsters to be so difficult to handle.

Even the strongest strike from the charge couldn't inflict more effective damage.

As the charge's speed gradually slowed, the entire team's attack intensity was significantly reduced.

"Bang! Bang bang bang!!"

The previously frozen Lickers began to break free from the ice!

In the next moment, the swarm of Lickers that burst out of the ice surged toward the honorary knights!

The entire team was instantly dragged into a quagmire by the Lickers!

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Not far away, on a higher vantage point, Ryan and Wallace watched from a distance as the Holy Court's honorary knights became heavily surrounded by the Lickers. They exchanged glances, their smiles tinged with a hint of bitterness.

Well, the situation was now completely out of control.

If the honorary knights were wiped out, the Holy Court would undoubtedly launch a full-scale investigation. At that point, the Kingdom of Horus would naturally be implicated, and they would no longer be able to continue their stay here.

In this world, there were not many countries willing to accept them.

They would likely have to spend time finding a new patron and face a period of wandering the streets.

Ryan was about to say something when suddenly his brow furrowed as he sensed a sharp surge of power.

That was...

Ryan's heart stirred as he looked up towards the direction of the Empire's main city, his eyes showing a hint of gravity.

"Fang Heng, be careful. That old man is coming."

Fang Heng also looked up, curious about the direction indicated by the two, and asked, "Who?"

"Mustafa."

With a hint of caution in his eyes, Wallace explained, "The first Sword Saint of the White Bamboo Principality was the younger brother of a former king of the principality. He has been devoted to the sword since childhood, serving as the last line of defense and preserving the dignity of the White Bamboo Empire."

Ryan added, "Fang Heng, that's enough. The results of this operation are already sufficient to satisfy the Kingdom of Horus. We should consider retreating."

Fang Heng glanced at the thin old man emerging from the city gates, paused for a moment, and said disdainfully, "Heh, so much hype. I want to see for myself what this sword saint is capable of."

"Hey, Fang Heng."

Ryan and Wallace's hearts skipped a beat when they heard Fang Heng's words.

From his tone, it sounded like he wanted to confront the Empire's sword saint?

Before the two could react to stop him, Fang Heng lightly tapped his toes on the ground and quickly leaped toward the battlefield.

The Empire's sword saint Mustafa was already five hundred years old.

At this moment, Mustafa stood outside the city walls, his eyes tightly closed, his posture upright, giving the impression of an ancient and solemn sword scabbard.

"Whoosh, whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!"

The Lickers, having devoured the Holy Court's honorary knights, surged towards him in a frenzy!

Mustafa suddenly opened his eyes!

The moment his eyes opened, a dense array of sword lights appeared around Mustafa's body!

"Chi! Chi chi! Chi chi!!"

In the distance, the Lickers pouncing toward him suddenly revealed numerous gashes torn open by the long sword!

In an instant, the Lickers at the forefront, charging towards the city, had thousands of sword wounds appearing on their bodies, and they were screeching as they were flung backward.

A hint of surprise flashed in Mustafa's eyes.

What exactly were these creatures?

A hundred years ago, he had created this sword technique with his profound understanding of the sword from hundreds of years of practice, confident that he could handle even an entire army with ease.

Yet he couldn't seem to eliminate these creatures!

Their vitality was astonishingly resilient!

Hmm?

Mustafa raised an eyebrow and looked up.

Among the many monsters that had been flung back, a figure suddenly emerged and was rapidly approaching him!

"That person..."

So young!

A grave expression appeared on Mustafa's face.

He felt a powerful sense of oppression from the young man.

The opponent's strength was on par with his own!

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Seeing the enemy rapidly approaching, Mustafa's pupils suddenly narrowed.

That was...

The young man flipped his wrist, and a massive great sword, glowing with holy light, appeared in his hand.

What!

Could he be from the Holy Court?

In the next moment, the holy attribute power erupted explosively!

Mustafa, uncertain and alarmed, did not retreat a step. His long sword was drawn for the first time!

The sword qi that had condensed for hundreds of years erupted in that instant!

Divine Swordsmanship!

"Chi! Chi chi chi!!!"

In an instant, dense sword lights, condensed from mental strength, materialized in the air and flew toward Fang Heng, piercing with incredible speed!

The light spots, concentrated with sword intent, moved so fast that they were beyond the naked eye's ability to track. All that could be seen were streaks of light flashing through the air, leaving countless lacerating wounds on Fang Heng's body.

[Hint: The player received slashing damage -43,000 (this damage ignores defense).]

[Hint: The player received slashing damage -43,000 (this damage ignores defense).]

[Hint: The player received slashing damage -43,000...]

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In no time, Fang Heng was covered in lacerations, blood flowing freely, yet he continued to close in on Mustafa at breakneck speed!

When they were within a close range...

"Whoosh!"

Fang Heng swung his holy great sword, producing a whooshing sound as he struck forward almost as if in a ritualistic smashing motion!

"Bang!"

A heavy explosion echoed across the battlefield!

Mustafa swung his long sword to block Fang Heng's attack, and his face turned crimson.

"Buzz...!"

In the next moment, the holy ripple from the great holy sword emanated outward!