Chapter 245: Did He Die or Not
Boom boom boom~!
In an instant, explosions engulfed the allied forces of the City Lord's mansion.
The entire street was shrouded in explosions; thick smoke rose into the sky.
The tightly formed ranks of the allied forces were torn apart; limbs and flesh splattered everywhere.
Their proud shield formations were as fragile as paper under the power of the grenades. Shields were torn apart; soldiers missing their lower halves desperately crawled to the side.
Some rushed over to help but were pierced by shrapnel, collapsing forward.
Athef was blown away by the explosion, slammed into a wall, and spat blood. He roared at Elno, who was also running towards him, "What's happening?"
Elno, like a frightened dog, hid behind a low wall. "If I knew, would I have led the soldiers straight in?"
He then shouted to the surrounding soldiers, "Disperse! Everyone disperse! The enemies are in the buildings on both sides; break in and kill them!"
Elno shouted loudly.
But the explosions caused thick smoke to rise; it was already late at night, making it even harder to discern directions.
Those who weren't killed in the explosions were dizzy, with their ears ringing.
......
After the explosions ceased, dust still filled the air.
Amidst the enveloping smoke and dust were cries of pain and agony.
Although the allied forces were blasted into confusion, they had gathered more than 30,000 people this time.
The casualties were still within an acceptable range.
Elno helped Athef up, just about to order a regroup and attack.
Clatter clatter~!
A sound of bones rubbing and footsteps echoed above their heads.
Looking up abruptly, they saw, in the hazy smoke, countless figures standing atop the nearby buildings.
Each figure held strange devices, aiming at the chaotic crowd below.
Everyone's hearts tightened.
Before they could make any move,
Bang bang bang~!
All the barrels above spewed orange flames; dense bullets formed a tight net, covering below.
Puff puff puff~!
In an instant, blood splattered; soldiers fell like wheat being cut down.
Even the fallen corpses were continuously swept by bullets, over and over.
"They're in the buildings! Charge in and kill them!" Elno shouted.
Soldiers pressed against the walls, forcefully kicked open doors, and rushed inside.
Just as they stepped into the rooms, they saw them filled with skeletons holding devices.
Bang bang bang~!
Gunshots rang out; several were blasted back out.
The doors and windows on the first floor were all opened.
Skeletons holding submachine guns began sweeping outside.
"Damn it, what are these things?"
Elno lay on the ground, with dust continuously falling on his head.
......
Inside a room.
Wu Heng peered through a crack in the window, observing the battle outside.
The allied forces of the City Lord's mansion had gathered at least over 30,000 people, including the Iron Guard Knights, external reinforcements, and local gang members.
After being greeted by grenades and bullets,
Their numbers had already been reduced by more than half.
In this situation, the allied forces no longer posed any threat to his side.
As for the reinforcement Elno had invited, Wu Heng had also seen him.
His level should be around 12 or 13, reaching the entry level of a Steward, but definitely not up to Giovanni's Level 16.
After being hit on the helmet by a sniper rifle, he didn't dare to show off anymore. He was just blown away by grenades.
It's just that warriors have high physical attributes; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get up now.
The threat wasn't too significant.
Outside, the various submachine guns were still firing, kicking up another cloud of dust.
Wu Heng spoke through the wireless earpiece, "Are the surroundings sealed off?"
"Sealed!" Wen Mansa's voice came through the earpiece.
"Close the net; leave no one alive."
"Understood!"
After she finished speaking, from the streets below, the sound of dense footsteps and clashing armor rang out.
A massive undead army formed a encirclement.
They appeared in the battle zone.
The gunfire suddenly stopped.
The dense hordes of zombies and skeletons, like a drawn net, began slaughtering towards the center.
......
Elno and Athef's faces changed drastically, each giving orders.
"Form up! Form up around me!"
"Stay alert! Prepare to fight!"
The two shouted loudly. The remaining wounded soldiers dragged their heavily injured bodies, starting to converge towards them.
Before they could form any battle formations, the undead army had already launched an attack. Wielding weapons like bloodthirsty beasts, they charged straight in.
Corpses fell, turning into bowl-sized spiders.
After the spiders died, they released poisonous gas and explosions.
Despair appeared on the faces of the allied soldiers.
Victory was no longer possible.
......
Central District, Adventurer's Guild.
Steward Gomez and Deputy Steward, the orc shaman, stood on the rooftop, watching the distant battle zone.
"Elno really has no patience, acting tonight," Gomez said.
The old orc leaned on his wooden staff. "Why is there such a big commotion?"
"It should be Wu Heng leaving some backup for that woman," Gomez clasped his hands behind his back.
"You're just going to let this happen? Aren't you afraid of bigger problems when Wu Heng returns?"
"What does that have to do with me?" Gomez chuckled. "The guild doesn't interfere with disputes over city ownership; the guild is a place that follows rules."
The old orc said, "Maybe Elno will suffer losses."
"Unlikely! Elno has controlled Rentam City for so many years. If he can't take down a gang woman, that would be ridiculous," he paused. "Unless Wu Heng didn't leave."
"What if he didn't leave?"
Gomez glanced at the tamed beasts gathering over the battle zone in the sky. "If he didn't leave, a guild member killing a local city lord would be enough to put him on the wanted list."
......
Snake Emblem Consortium.
On a balcony.
Lecia leaned on the railing in front of her, stirring her teacup with a silver spoon.
Watching the battle zone where bright lights kept flashing.
"He left but still doesn't let people worry."
The door behind her knocked, and a guard walked in, speaking softly, "Miss, you called for me?"
"Take some people to keep an eye over there. If that Wen Mansa from the Spikes Gang can escape, escort her here," Lecia lightly tapped the spoon and took a sip.
The guard looked at her but didn't move, hesitating before reminding, "Miss, would it be inappropriate for us to get involved?"
"Wait on the periphery. If she can escape, then assist her. If not, it's her fate."
"Understood, Miss." The guard said no more and turned to leave.
Lecia swung her ankle, feeling the anklet hidden there.
She spoke to the night sky,
"Whether your maid can survive depends on herself."
......
Under the fierce battle,
Green poisonous gas covered the entire battlefield.
The undead relentlessly slaughtered forward; from the periphery, the allied forces were no longer visible.
But the battle continued, proving that some were still resisting.
A skeletal mage wearing a mage's robe and a tall hat walked around the periphery with his hands behind his back.
With a casual wave,
[Battlefield of the Dead] was cast. Fallen allied soldiers stood up from the ground, joining the battle.
Continuing to fight forward.
In the sky, many tamed beasts were circling.
Probably many were paying attention to this battle, representing the final ownership of this city.
"Stop fighting! We were forced by the City Lord to come here; stop fighting!"
"Wen Mansa, I know Wu Heng! I'm from the Scorpion Claw Gang; I know Captain Wu Heng!"
"Madam, we were wrong. Please spare us! Spare us!"
Cries for mercy echoed from the crowd.
The current situation was clear: they couldn't win, nor could they escape.
They would only die here.
They hoped that by pleading loudly, the sister-in-law of the Spikes Gang might spare them.
However, there was no response.
Only vicious spiders leaped into their defenses, scattering their formations.
They continued to be slain by other undead.
......
The battle ended.
The poisonous gas permeating the surroundings gradually dissipated.
Two skeletons dragged the severely injured and bleeding Elno out of the crowd, throwing him at Wen Mansa's feet.
As for the invited reinforcement, a sharp sword was pierced into his chest; he was already lifeless.
"I admit defeat. The city is yours. Spare me this once," Elno coughed blood, speaking with difficulty.
As long as he wasn't dead, he could survive by taking potions.
It was too late for regrets; now he just wanted to find a way to live.
Wen Mansa looked at him, "Our gang hates leaving survivors the most."
As she finished speaking, the skeleton beside her raised its knife, and with a swift motion, Elno's head rolled aside.
The skeletal mage began casting [Battlefield of the Dead], converting the corpses on the ground.
Wen Mansa turned her head and whispered, "All dead, not a single survivor."
From the walkie-talkie came Wu Heng's voice, "Tonight, directly occupy the City Lord's mansion."
Wen Mansa looked up and said to the dense undead army, "Advance to the City Lord's mansion!"
Clatter~!
The army moved, heading towards the City Lord's mansion.
......
In the guild.
The Steward and Deputy Steward were drinking tea, waiting for the result.
Tap tap tap~!
Urgent footsteps sounded; a squad member rushed in.
"Is that woman still alive?" Gomez asked directly.
The squad member took a deep breath and said, "Alive."
"Negotiate with Elno to get that woman over here. After all, Wu Heng is one of our guild members," Gomez said softly.
"But Steward," the squad member glanced at the two and continued, "Elno is dead; he was beheaded by Wen Mansa."