Chapter 2191: Chapter 2191: Advancing with the Momentum of Devouring Whales
"Damn it, what kind of power is that? Why is it so evil, so irresistible?"
"Who knows, but I can feel the strong presence of death within it."
"It’s terrifying. At this rate, we won’t even get to wait for reinforcements. We might as well retreat." Finally, someone suggested fleeing the battlefield, and many people’s expressions began to change.
If it had been a few days earlier, they would never have made such a decision. Anyone who dared to speak like that would have been scolded and ridiculed by others. But today, the situation was completely different, and not a single person refuted.
They had no choice, because on the battlefield, during a direct confrontation, many of their tier-eight experts had already died.
The reason was none other than the Undead Curse ability recently researched by those guys in the rear.
For some reason, the people of this world actually have no skills in curses. This was just recently discovered after everyone pooled their intelligence. It hadn’t been used before.
Generally speaking, among high-level experts, skills like curses have little to no effect.
Because they have strong resistance to curses and many ways to dispel them. So unless it’s an exceptionally powerful curse, it generally has no impact. Such a powerful curse, however, is not something just anyone can cultivate. It’s a kind of special power, and direct attacks are often more effective anyway.
But it was interesting that the strong ones in this world had never seen such power before.
After a curse fell upon them, they could clearly feel themselves being entangled by a special power, their strength was both enhanced and weakened, but they couldn’t find a way to unravel it.
Even with a tier-seven curse, they could only use their strength to forcibly break it, which took some time.
When it came to a tier-eight level curse, even one that Du You didn’t even consider significant, it still had a very powerful effect in this world, directly weakening the opponent’s strength.
The misjudgment of their own power reduction, coupled with miscalculations of their own and the enemy’s strength, led to their frontal defeat. This time, the loss of tier-eight experts was over ten times greater than the enemy’s.
The opposition hadn’t lost many, yet they had already collapsed.
It was for this reason that those remaining wanted to flee.
"We are not really retreating. We are going to deliver intel back, and we also bear an important mission—researching the countermeasures against that special power. If we can’t deal with that power, we will eventually lose."
"You’re absolutely right. I’ve already learned a little about that power. Although that special ability is troublesome, it’s not completely unbeatable."
That’s true. After all, they’re tier-eight experts and have their understanding of the Law.
Even though their understanding might not be profound, they are of a certain level. Although they hadn’t seen such a curse before and lost many people due to their momentary unadaptability, once they calmed down and researched it carefully, they could find the problem.
However, at this time, they still somewhat didn’t want to leave; departing so sheepishly would be truly disgraceful. What they didn’t know was that the situation on the other side of the alliance was actually the same.
Unfortunately, the next day, when they continued to fight, the opposition used a different curse. It wasn’t just a change in form; even the principle of action was different, though the effect was similar.
Those who had initially gained some insights and were ready to deal with that curse fell for it once again; the loss was greater this time because the numbers were evenly matched last time, but their manpower was insufficient this time. On the other side, more tier-eight undead had been replenished, increasing their numbers.
This time, they collapsed even faster, with countless deaths among tier-seven experts below tier-eight, nearly wiping them out. This was thanks to some of them directly surrendering, otherwise, there wouldn’t be anyone left.
Those tier-eight experts chasing the enemy would not hesitate to finish off any tier-sevens who were too slow on the run.
The result was that within barely three days of combat, the frontlines on both sides completely collapsed. More than half of their tier-eight experts were wiped out. Those remaining kept being lost as they were pursued.
Of course, some people continued to surrender, and Du You accepted them unreservedly. This world is different from others; to control the world, one must have strong beings from races of life to hold the line.
Otherwise, those ordinary races have no absolute confidence, making it difficult to nominally gain control.
After the collapse of forces from both alliances, the city lords in the rear felt something was wrong.
Clearly, they had previously been able to suppress them, but recently various unexpected events happened one after another. Now the frontlines collapsed, the alliance’s forces greatly diminished, and even the strong ones of their own cities died.
The enemy advanced all the way, and this time it wasn’t a slow nibble, but a straightforward engulfment.
Wherever they passed, all the land was immediately taken in, and upon encountering a city, they would make a circuit, either slaughtering or subjugating the strong within it, taking control in the shortest time. Strong ones then continued forward, leaving the rest to those in the rear.
Within a few short days, the cities of both alliances had already been devoured more than half by Du You.
The strong ones in the back were driven all the way, losing one city after another, and could be said to be in a miserable state.
"We can’t keep retreating; if we continue, what awaits us is complete defeat. We must mount a counterattack here. I’ve basically figured out how to break their curse ability."
"Even if you’ve figured it out, so what? Our strength is no match for theirs. If we stay, the outcome is something you cannot bear. I’m leaving, I’m going to venture into the core area. I believe that with my strength, I can make something of myself there."
"Do you really like being someone else’s subordinate that much? Your strength in the core area won’t allow you to have your city unless you attach yourself to the Holy City."
"That’s still better than the current situation; it’s so dangerous right now, and at any moment we might lose our lives or be turned into the Undead."
"You coward, you’re not fit to stand with us." Under such circumstances, the original conflicts could no longer be suppressed, and everyone was filled with rage, ready to start fighting.
"Stop it, do you want to fight among yourselves first? Don’t you value your lives?"
