Dead and barren.
General Armstrong rode his warhorse into the legendary doomsday plane. The stench of corpses that assaulted his nostrils made him want to vomit.
He was used to the stench of corpses after serving in the army for many years. But what about the enemies?
General Armstrong looked around. There was nothing on the battlefield except for corpses. In the distance, there was only a lonely city wall.
He thought that this dead plane would be filled with demons, insectoids, abyss, and chaos monsters. General Armstrong had brought a bunch of church members with him.
But there seemed to be nothing in this plane. There were only corpses and a bunch of cute messiahs.
No!
General Armstrong's warhorse suddenly became extremely uneasy. There was a strange mana surging on the ground, causing the ground to tremble slightly.
"M … Sir … The corpses … are moving!"
"Undead army?"
General Armstrong looked at the corpses on the battlefield in the distance. They used their broken weapons to support their bodies and slowly stood up in the barren land. Some of the corpses even stood up in a posture that defied gravity.
He stared at a heavily armored zombie. The zombie soldier turned its head towards General Armstrong. The zombie soldier once again raised its sword in an almost slow-motion motion and aimed it at General Armstrong. The next second, a scarlet soul fire burned in its eyes.
"Prepare for battle!"
General Armstrong immediately gave the order. The soldiers in the front row raised their shields and stood in front of General Armstrong.
"Archers!
Mage squads! "
General Armstrong ordered one by one. He planned to fight the living corpse army in the form of positional warfare.
A three-meter-long oval-shaped bomb suddenly fell from the sky.
"That's an alchemy bomb called Quantum Bomb!
Tell your soldiers to close their eyes!
Hurry! "The Lancer's reminder rang out in front of General Armstrong.
But it was too late. The Quantum Bomb accurately pierced into the most concentrated spot of the revived living corpse soldiers. Hot flashes and explosions bloomed on the battlefield.
General Armstrong felt a stinging pain in his eyes.
"What is that!
The enemy's weapon? "General Armstrong asked loudly.
"It's an advanced skill in Holy Ghost called Cannon Master," the Gunner Knight replied loudly as well.
"Holy Spirit?"
Armstrong forced his eyes open, only to find that there were 13 more quantum bombs on the battlefield.
"Damn it!"
General Armstrong felt like his eyes were about to be blinded by the explosions, but that was not the end. The temperature of the entire battlefield plummeted, and several distant battlefields were plunged into frigid storms and deep purple black holes.
"They're really merciless!" The Lancer shouted again.
"What's that?"
"Arctic Feast and Annihilation Black Hole!
An Advanced Elementalist skill! "
General Armstrong did not hear what the Lancer said at all, because the roar of a ferocious tiger could be heard from the other side of the battlefield.
Magic … From Armstrong's point of view, it was like a tiger made of magic that was killing everything on the battlefield.
"Fierce Tiger Shakes the Earth, I remember this move!" The Spear Knight said again.
"I know the power of these Holy Spirits!
But can they have a little bit of organization in their battle? "
General Armstrong raised his voice and shouted at the Lancer Knight. The battlefield was now a complete mess, and all kinds of skills and special effects were flying everywhere.
The positional battle that General Armstrong envisioned had turned into a chaotic street battle, or a battle of pure magic.
"Out of the way, out of the way!
You NPCs are blocking my way! "
Just as General Armstrong asked this question, a vehicle with a drill bit descended from the sky. It was like a tractor, making a 'tut tut tut' sound as it sped towards the battlefield in the distance.
The appearance of this vehicle also caused the formation that General Armstrong had painstakingly formed … to collapse on its own.
"That vehicle is a Frost Drill Vehicle, something made by a class called Magisters. The Holy Spirits are all fighting on their own, and only a small portion of them will form teams." The Lancer Knight continued to explain the habits of the Holy Spirits to General Armstrong.
"Why are these NPCs blocking the way? Can you please move aside?"
General Armstrong heard a dull sound coming from behind him again. He turned around and almost drew his sword to slash the Holy Spirit.
In fact, some of the soldiers could not help but do so, but he did not manage to slash the Holy Spirit.
It was a demon … a demon that was two meters tall.
"Demon!
Why is there a demon here! "
General Armstrong shouted in disbelief. He was about to swing his sword, but the Lancer Knight stopped him.
"That's the Avenger, a branch of the class chosen by the Priests of the Holy Spirits. I've also heard about this class. Although they say that they have given their body and mind to the demon … but … how should I explain it?" The Lancer Knight really did not know how to explain.
However, the Avenger with the ID 'He Tu' above his head glanced at General Armstrong who was overreacting.
"I can tell that you're bald because you're under a lot of pressure. Since we're the same kind, I'll heal you." He kindly cast a slow healing spell on the general.
Under the general's crumbling gaze, the demon used his sharp claws to cast a spell filled with holy aura on the general's head.
After that, he felt the baptism of holy light.
After casting his healing spell, the Avenger ran towards the battlefield in the distance without looking back.
"I suggest that your soldiers make way for the Holy Spirits." The Lancer Knight glanced at the Holy Spirits that were surging out of the dimensional rift.
"Then why did we bring our soldiers here?" General Armstrong asked in confusion.
"The Tower Spirit told us that we only need to guard this place and provide some backup for the Holy Spirits. If necessary, we can sell some potions to the Holy Spirits. If you pay us with Magic Stones, we can ask the Holy Spirits to do some quests."
The Lancer Knight began to teach General Armstrong how to be a good NPC in a dungeon.
"This applies to your soldiers getting lost in this Doomsday Plane." The Lancer Knight said.
"You believe in this group of unknown saviors?"
General Armstrong listened to the Lancer Knight's description. It was as if he was telling them to lay down their weapons and wait for the arrival of victory.
However, the Living Corpses were not ordinary Undead. They were still standing after taking a few powerful skills from the Holy Spirits.
"I won't stop you if you want to participate in this chaotic battle. His Majesty's order is to guard the Trial Tower, not to attack. The decisions of the Dark Flame Kingdom have nothing to do with us."
The Lancer Knight pointed at the battlefield where explosions, frost and gales were intertwined.