klisemfg Chapter 439 The Road of Bones
Chapter 439 The Road of Bones
"Martyred for their country? Which country?"
Jordan and Hernold stood back to back, looking helplessly at the suspected rebels they had been chasing, Lieutenant Rayleigh, the Sword of Tranquility from Southshore... Now only Rayleigh and his apprentice Britney remained, along with their human servant Blankard. Jordan and Hernold were the backbone of this group of human survivors...
Several people sought revenge against each other, each guarding a different direction, crouching on the rocks to fend off the onrushing undead ghouls...
Britney, a young and beautiful blonde holy paladin, was deathly pale, yet she forced herself to continue chanting the Holy Light Prayer... to help her teacher, Lieutenant Rayleigh, along with Blancard, the Scarlet Warrior Hernold, and others, dispel the undead infection...
This human squad consisted of a Fury Warrior, a Holy Light Mage, a Retribution Paladin, a Holy Paladin, and a tanky civilian... accompanied by three helpers. The first mate was only good at deciphering the signals of the Scarlet Fleet at sea...
The sailors and the blood-plated priests were terrified and incapacitated...
The Sword of Tranquility truly lives up to its name; it has witnessed countless deaths and battles against all sorts of enemies... whether it was the trolls and orcs of yesteryear, the undead Scourge of later times, or even its crazed comrades...
Rayleigh shouted, "Hold on! There's nothing to be afraid of! The worst that can happen is death... If you don't want to become a monster on the other side after you die, then hold on to the end! We can't go into the sea now, the waves will drown us... Keep going, Southsea Town won't be unaware of the commotion here... We just need to wait for rescue..."
Rayleigh's encouragement was primarily directed at the young Blancard and his protégé, Britney...
There are hardly any survivors left on this island...
They had reached the edge of the island, and even if they wanted to swim across the strait, they would have to choose the side with calmer waves... but now they were trapped in the cemetery bay, with no way to escape...
In Rayleigh's memory, the seabed near Southshore, not far from Redemption Island, was quite high, and at low tide, a barely visible escape route would be revealed...
If we can hold out until dawn and wait for reinforcements, there is still hope...
The most precious quality of humankind is patience...
Waiting for the light in the darkness...
After the giant wave, wait for the tide; that's your chance to survive...
Jordan was skeptical of Ray Lane's words...
However, he also encouraged his remaining comrades: "The reinforcements are engaged in fierce battle at sea. As holy warriors, how can we give up... They will come to rescue us soon... The Nemesis ran aground, and they are the ones who will die for their country! Herod the Blade of Light is here. Commander Renault would never abandon his brothers, the champion of the Crimson Arena!"
Fortunately, the survivors had an inexhaustible supply of weapons and equipment they could find anywhere they went...
The group used corpses to build makeshift trenches, utilizing natural reefs to each defend one side. Their tight defenses were barely enough to hold back the ghouls' advance...
The ghouls' primary targets are unclear... they seem to mainly be gathering on Atonement Island, and attacking the living is merely instinctive...
The roar of naval cannons echoed across the sea, and the ghouls seemed to be taking cover from the shelling...scattering across the island...
Rows and rows of ghouls and undead creatures surrounded the human team. The number of undead on the small island of redemption was constantly increasing, and Lorraine was wondering where they were coming from...
The question remains unanswered; Lorraine cannot see a path made of bones emerging from the sea below the cliff where Terra's team is located.
Giant waves, artillery fire, chaotic battle...
Too busy to take care of themselves...
The previously disintegrated path of white bones at sea has now not only reassembled, but has become wider, longer, and more stable... extending all the way to the surface of the sea where black mist gathers... as if countless spirits of the dead have suddenly appeared on the island...
Once the Twin Demons of Heaven and Earth arrive in Nanhai Town, that will be a real disaster.
Lorraine and Rayleigh, among others, are not the main focus of the Cataclysm...
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The enemy is numerous and we are few!
By all accounts, this small team of human survivors on the island was doomed to die...
Lorraine sighed softly, "Old acquaintances are really tough... Paladins are indeed all-rounders, capable of tanking, attacking, and healing, practically a rogue class, a natural counter to my necromancer archmage... Hmph, teacher was right, luckily your short legs are your weakness... Don't die too quickly, try to draw some fire for me... Once you're associated with me, the Plaguebringer Lorraine, haha, only death and fear await you..."
Having said that, Lorraine quickly ran in the opposite direction of the Terra signal flare...
As the dragon eagle plummeted, Lorraine witnessed the rider fall not far to the left. He saw that the rider seemed to have deployed a parachute... Yes, a parachute, a rather rudimentary one, more like a piece of broken map held up, barely serving to slow the descent.
Lorraine had actually seen something like this during the Battle of Dalaran, when Horde soldiers jumped from under the airships...
That thing can indeed slow you down, but it's time-limited. If you jump from a very high mountain peak, the makeshift parachute won't guarantee your safety; it will only barely prevent you from dying instantly...
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Atonement Island isn't very large, which is why Lorraine was able to clearly see the movements on both sides from the makeshift lighthouse at the highest point...
If it weren't for the terrible weather—lightning, thunder, torrential rain, towering waves, and the artillery fire that targeted the island specifically—Lorraine's visibility would actually be better.
The weather was rather strange. Lorraine vaguely remembered that lightning and thunder were rare in Hillsbrad Foothills, and only occasional light rain...
Is it because the seaside and the land are completely different?
The two are only a few hundred meters apart, it can't be that exaggerated, right?
The severe weather is extremely unusual!
Just as the massive tremors that shook the earth alerted powerful forces thousands of miles away... the waves arrived accompanied by seismic waves, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to originate from a mass of black mist...
The path of bones at sea is becoming increasingly clear, but Lorraine simply has no time to pay attention...
It is now the early morning of the 22nd, and the 21st has passed!
Lorraine narrowly escaped the dungeon altar, but the crisis was not over... The giant faceless being, who was actually Mayor Bourne, devoured its own kind, including Lorraine's newly recruited Shadow Soul-Eating Wolf Alpha and several of its minions...
He escaped the dungeon using a convenient feature of the Mirror of Truth...
Activated by the teacher...
Using the Mirror of Truth again, looking to the left... Lorraine noticed something suspicious... It seemed that the dragonhawk rider, even with a parachute, was controlled the moment he fell... A large net directly bound the dragonhawk rider, binding him to the ground like the giant dragonhawk itself, causing it to let out a mournful cry...
Seeing the dragonhawk rider being grabbed by something below the cliff, Lorraine, worried about his teammates' safety, leaped down again without hesitation...
I'm not afraid of not having a parachute at all!
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