Chapter 64: Chapter64-Undead Calamity
As the white light faded, John vanished before the assassins’ eyes and directly entered the Second Class Advancement Dungeon.
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[Welcome, player "Outlander," to the God-Rank Second Class Advancement Dungeon!]
[Your Second Class Advancement quest has been generated. Player may check the quest information at any time!]
[After completing the quest, you will be automatically teleported out. If you die inside the dungeon, you will also be forcibly removed from the dungeon!]
[Note: A God-Rank dungeon only grants one challenge attempt. If the quest fails, it can never be opened again!]
Listening to the notifications in his mind, John’s eyes flickered as he began to observe his surroundings.
Judging from the system prompts and the current map, this place was likely another small World Bubble.
It was not part of the original world’s space.
John opened the map and discovered that this dungeon world was divided by a long line.
Upon closer inspection, he realized that the line was actually a great wall.
This wall was called the Undead Great Wall.
The Undead Great Wall stretched across an immense distance. Its walls were like a pitch-black python extending all the way to the end of the sky, where its farthest reaches seemed to dissolve into smoke and war haze.
John noticed that the wall was covered in countless blade marks and claw scars. Dried black blood and chilling death aura spread across it in thin strands.
One fortress after another was embedded into the wall like solid scales. Their edges were cold and harsh, their arrow slits densely packed, and thick smoke billowed from them.
At this moment, an intense battle seemed to be erupting on top of this endless great wall.
On this side of the wall were human soldiers, desperately resisting the enemy with weapons in hand.
Their enemies were the undead on the other side of the wall.
Those undead knew no pain and feared no death. Like a tide, they continuously crashed against the great wall.
Across the entire wall, blood and corpses were everywhere.
At that moment, the dungeon introduction appeared.
[This small world was once a paradise that belonged to humanity. Yet one day, black mist descended from the north and swept downward, accompanied by the invasion of countless undead.
Human territory was once forced southward. In the end, humanity paid a terrible price to build the Undead Great Wall, separating the living from the dead.
The struggle between humanity and the undead has never ceased to this day...]
The next moment, the quest information for this dungeon appeared before John.
[Second Class Advancement Quest]
[Quest Objective]: Eliminate all undead and completely resolve humanity’s undead crisis!
[Quest Reward]: Second Class Advancement Scroll
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After reading it, John fell silent.
Good grief.
It was actually a world-level difficulty dungeon.
Who could have imagined that this was only the difficulty of a Second Class Advancement? Right from the start, it wanted him to solve an undead crisis for humanity.
One had to know that he was currently only a Lv.30 player.
Shouldn’t something like saving the world be left to players above Lv.100 at the very least?
A moment later, John quickly steadied his mind.
Since he had already come here, he naturally had to give it a try.
After all, the game officials could not possibly arrange a guaranteed-death quest for him.
The aura of Spatial Authority appeared around John.
His figure flashed, and he appeared above the great wall.
At this moment, the great wall was like a thin frozen barrier, forcibly separating the lands of the living and the dead.
John’s eyes flickered. He chose the largest fortress on the wall and quickly descended.
Because he was currently moving through Spatial Authority, the aura of Authority around him was extremely dense.
Silver light descended, and John’s figure appeared out of thin air inside the fortress.
The soldiers inside, who were frantically transporting all kinds of logistical supplies, weapons, and equipment, were startled. They stared at John in disbelief.
At this moment, John’s body was still covered in the silver-white radiance of Spatial Authority.
The soldiers were utterly shocked. One after another, they lowered their heads and cried out, "Great god, have you descended?"
John ignored the soldiers and quickly asked, "Where is your highest commander?"
Before the soldiers could react, a burly figure appeared on the city wall.
"Young man, you actually carry the radiance of a god?"
The highest commander of the fortress looked at John in astonishment.
John’s figure flashed, and in the next moment, he appeared before the commander.
He said calmly, "You may regard me as an envoy of the god who has come to save you. Now, tell me the situation here."
The commander did not dare delay. He hurriedly and respectfully reported the current battle situation in detail.
"Reporting to the divine envoy, I will not hide it from you. We are already at the end of our strength.
"When we changed shifts and arrived here a month ago, we could still barely withstand the undead army.
"But over the past two days, the attacks of the undead army have become exceptionally fierce. We are already utterly exhausted.
"And what makes matters worse is that the undead army has no limit to its stamina. They launch surprise attacks at every moment.
"When we first arrived here, our troops numbered over ten thousand. Now, only a little over two thousand remain.
"We are already on the verge of collapse. If we endure a few more waves of undead charges, this place will likely fall completely."
Hearing how terrible the battle situation was, John could not help looking down from the great wall.
There, dense undead armies surged like a tide, clashing with the vastly outnumbered human soldiers.
The only method humanity had to counter the undead was to burn them with fire elemental attacks.
Only fire could completely burn those undead to ashes and prevent them from reviving.
Even now, all kinds of devices on the city wall were continuously launching fire-type projectiles.
But fire was never an easy element to control.
Under such attacks, it was inevitable that some fireballs and burning oil would accidentally strike allied soldiers below.
Once that happened, there was no taking it back. They could only watch helplessly as their comrades were burned alive into dried corpses amid the sea of flames.
Screams, dried bloodstains, severed arms and broken limbs...
The battle below the great wall was incomparably brutal.
And the most terrifying part was that every fallen allied soldier, without exception, would be infected by the undead aura and become a new undead.
The remaining soldiers not only had to risk their lives fighting the undead, but also endure enormous Spirit pressure as they raised their blades against friends who had already turned into undead.
John looked at the corpses of human warriors turning into undead, and understanding immediately dawned in his heart.
If his guess was correct, the undead calamity in this world was once again the work of the God of the Undead.
Only the God of the Undead could casually trigger an undead disaster in a small world like this.
"What a damn plague. It sticks everywhere."
John cursed inwardly.
At this moment, many soldiers behind him knelt one after another and began praying to him.
"Great god, please save your suffering people."
"Please bring down divine punishment and destroy all those dead things below the wall."
"God, I only want to go home. Please end this battle quickly. I want to go home and see my mother."
Looking at those pairs of pleading eyes, John did not shatter the illusions these natives of the small world held toward him.
A burst of silver-white spatial radiance bloomed from his body, and his voice was steady.
"Since I have come, I will naturally help you solve these problems."
