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Chapter 484 There's no need for that.
As the night sky briefly turned into daylight.

A flare that has the effect of breaking stealth.

The image reflected the terrifying, pus-covered form of the [Plague Giant], which was moving slowly and had not yet launched an attack.

Several women, draped in tattered cloth with only a few exposed pale limbs, held daggers and were making straw figures from withered yellow weeds.

Or perhaps it's a monster called the "Wicked Woman of the Forest".

He then voluntarily withdrew from [Stealth].

They all appeared beside the somewhat strange [Plague Giant].

The head and chest were covered by a mask.

It's a bizarre bone mask that looks like a sheep's head stripped of all its flesh and blood, leaving only a skeleton.

It feels very cold and eerie to use.

The words drifted out from the forest in a very eerie way, like whispers.

He answered Yar's and the mercenaries' questions concisely and effectively.

He issued the order to "attack and destroy the camp".

He generously revealed the 'luxurious lineup' of this monster tide to everyone in the camp.
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The campsite was hidden in the dense forest, some distance away, in the shadows.

To avoid being shot, they cautiously peered into the camp.

They were several men with ferocious faces, each with a small drum made of human skin hanging from their waist and drumsticks in their hands.

About two people tall.

The Pigman Drummer (Elite) is skilled at creating pressure through drumbeats.

The monsters that had already approached the camp were being used as vanguards and cannon fodder.

It was a group of shrubs about the same height, without lower limbs or a lower body.

Moving using only both hands.

There were so many [pig-man vomiters (apprentices)] that it was impossible to count them all at once.

These weak monsters.

It was precisely because of the light brought by the suddenly rising flares.

They appeared timid and hesitant.

Some of the individuals even showed hesitation.

It even took a few steps back, as if it were about to turn and run away.
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However, the next moment.

More than ten of them were noticeably larger.

He appeared extremely robust and wiry.

Just by looking at their muscles, you can tell they're different from ordinary Pigman Slayers (Elite). This is the Pigman Slayer (Elite Boss) making its move.

Undeterred by the firelight and flares, they marched straight toward the camp.

He held a blood-stained cleaver in one hand and dragged a heavy chain hammer in the other.

Like a swordsman in armor, the monster was covered in tattered armor plates.

It was just a simple swing of the knife and a flick of the hammer.

He then transformed into a 'supervisor' along with the evil winds brought by the weapons.

These "deserters" were swiftly and decisively cut in two, or smashed into a pile of minced meat.

They maintained their formation and led (forced) the monsters slowly toward the camp.
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A glimpse behind this magnificent lineup of monsters.

Mercenaries, poised and ready, awaited their fate in the camp, hoping to take advantage of the terrain to hunt down monsters.

Instantly, visible panic and commotion arose.

"More terrifying than [Champion Level]."

"It would take at least two elite squads led by level 5 to deal with the Plague Giant!"
"Although it moves slowly, as long as we don't kill it, it's only a matter of time before the camp is destroyed before it reaches it!!"

The sharp-eyed mercenary looked towards the dense forest.

The straw effigy held aloft is chanting incantations of "The Wicked Woman of the Forest".

The judgment was made reflexively based on experience.

"Judging from the pustules on their backs, these five [Wicked Women of the Forest] are at least at the level of [Elite Leaders].

"Even [Champion level]!"
"They are conspiring to create an extremely terrible curse, and theoretically, they must be eliminated and killed as soon as possible."

Before the mercenary could finish speaking...

He was interrupted by a terrified scream from the mercenary beside him.

"And what about the drummers and the butchers?"

"Who can get through this monster horde and kill them?"

"Several of our camp's [level 5] members have been taken out by that idiot Zhalan, what are we going to do?!"

Despite their unwavering fighting spirit, the guards standing on high ground remained steadfast in their commitment to the mission.

They offered encouraging words such as "Don't say discouraging things!" "Reload!" "Ready to fire!"

But some trembled, causing their limbs to shake as they held the muskets.

And the unusually uneasy look in his eyes when he makes eye contact with his companions.

This already reveals his pessimistic view of the outcome of this battle.
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After seeing the monster's impressive lineup.

Aside from a few mercenaries who glanced at Fang Yi.

Most people's gazes were like a spotlight suddenly shining on a dimly lit stage.

They turned to Yar in the camp.

This involved a desperate attempt to salvage the situation.

There is also a calmness that is ready to die.

More often than not, people are confused and unsure of how to respond, and are desperately seeking answers.

People wanted to see what kind of decisions this priest, as the second-in-command of the camp, would make.

And this priest held a staff in one hand and a hammer in the other.

After a moment of stunned silence, he forced himself to remain calm and clenched his teeth.

He gave instructions.

He raised his head and roared.

"The sentry members drank holy water to reduce the impact of the pig-man drummer's drumming."

"Keep holding on!"
"Mercenary."

Before the words were finished, a chilling drumbeat sounded from afar.

The priest's roar was abruptly interrupted.

"Thump...thump...thump thump thump..."

After the drumbeats could cover the camp.

These are the [Pigman Drummers] who have already arrived outside the camp.

He suddenly began to strike the eerie drum made of bones and leather at his waist.

As the drumsticks fell in unison.

The drumbeats of several "pigman drummers" overlapped to create an unprecedentedly somber and gloomy sound.

It was like a nail, firmly driven into everyone's minds.

A drumbeat.

Mercenaries with slightly weaker abilities.

I felt dizzy and my hands and feet instantly turned cold.

The armor on his body and the sword in his hand also became unusually heavy.

My unease grew rapidly.

It felt as if my heart was being squeezed.

Two drumbeats sounded.

Some of the weaker mercenaries bent over and began to vomit.

The three drumbeats signaling the start of the cooldown for the [Pigman Drummer] skill outside the camp fell.

Even the priest Yar, who held a mace high.

His face turned pale instantly.

Like the other mercenaries, he entered a brief state of "aphasia," unable to utter a single word.

Unable to provide any effective command to the mercenaries.

The entire camp was instantly paralyzed by the sound of drums!
They were in the camp for a while.

They were attacked because they did not receive clear orders.

They faced the monsters that were closing in on the camp like a tidal wave, threatening to flood in at any moment.

Somewhat at a loss, their faces showed an unprecedented despair and confusion.

The place was filled with mercenaries saying things like, "I'm going to die," "I shouldn't have come here," "I'm doomed," and "The battle is over."

The priest swallowed the holy water in his hand.

My anxiety had reached its peak.

No, we need to tell them what to do first!

He prepared to force himself to say something to boost morale.

However, he had just opened his mouth.

Then it was interrupted by a strange mist that invigorated the spirit.

With a single wave of his hand, he unleashed the [Frozen Cloud].

The man, who had anticipated this, ignored the notification: "[Affected by your [Frozen Cloud], character xx has recovered from the [Aphasia] state, and stress level has decreased.]".

He casually swung the long sword in his hand.

Several crescent-shaped blade energies shot out in response.

This sword energy is different from the previous ones.

After consuming the [Binding] buff.

With the support of [Spiritual Source Return to the Edge], [Precise Operation in a Short Time by Burning Spiritual Power], and [Zero-Time Difference Calculation], this is effective.

The man was able to precisely control the sword energy he unleashed through the [Silk Binding].

He imitated the skill that Woyin called "Folding Leap".

Without damaging the wall, the blade energy nimbly bypassed the wooden wall and shot out along the gaps.

It cunningly rose into the air and hovered for a second.

Then it was like the full moon in the sky casting its bright moonlight on the ground.

The principle is to maximize the killing power and prevent the power from being reduced upon hitting the enemy.

Like arrows, they shot towards the monsters that had transformed into waves and were approaching the camp.

The monsters that surged towards the camp like waves.

It was as if the pause button had been pressed, and everything came to a standstill.

"Pfft, thud."

The next second, the sounds of blades piercing flesh and blood hitting the ground rang out.

The monster, which had been stuck in a daze, drew a 'hellish picture' of severed limbs flying everywhere in front of everyone.

A line was drawn in front of the camp to separate life from death.

The [Pigman Vomiter], who was a little further away, saw the miserable state of his companion ahead.

Even with the spur of the butcher's knife and chain hammer wielded by the [Pigman Slayer], who serves as an [elite-level leader] and acts as a 'supervisor', the situation remains unchanged.

They still very 'rationally' stopped and halted their offensive.

The Pigman Slaughterer, who was acting as the 'supervisor,' also stopped in his tracks.

She carefully observed the men in the camp.

At the same time, he looked back at the person who was bowing his head and reciting, seemingly unable to be in two places at once.

They had no time to pay attention to the "wicked woman of the woods" who was giving the orders.

They showed a visible hesitation towards the [Attack Camp] command.

In an instant, the offensive that had just been in full swing was over.

And the two sides fighting in the bloody battlefield.

It was all because the man drew his knife.

It came to a strange standstill.
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Having done all this, Fang Yi stopped the monster's attack.

He then dusted off his sleeves, which were covered in dust.

He gave the instructions in a humble yet assertive manner.

"I, Fang Yi, am here!"
"No one needs to panic."

"Rest and prepare for engagement with the enemy nearby."

"Once you have rested, you will independently reinforce the weak points in the camp's defenses!"

Listening to the man's very calm words.

Looking at the dismembered limbs flying everywhere and blood flowing freely, it was a hellish scene of mangled remains.

The mercenaries were all stunned.

The camp fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone felt a strange emotion rising in their hearts that was extremely absurd, incomprehensible, and indescribable.

What was presented before my eyes was an exceptionally bloody and disgusting scene that would normally make someone vomit uncontrollably.

But at this moment, the mercenary looking at this scene didn't feel disgusted at all.

On the contrary, I found the scene unusually 'kind and approachable'.

It even possesses a strange beauty that highlights the strength of a man.

The mercenaries exchanged glances.

They both saw in each other's eyes a rekindled flame called hope.

And the message they wanted to convey through their eyes.

We can win, if he's there!

If he were here, these monsters would be nothing to fear!

Someone as strong as him can definitely lead us to victory.

Aside from his unusually pale face in the shadows.

Bohr was extremely terrified.

The man watching this scene silently repeated a few sentences to himself.

[How is this possible?] [Who exactly is this person? What kind of monster?]

He then comforted himself in a very self-deceptive way.

It's alright, this kind of skill must be very taxing.

He can't hold out for long!

I've already swallowed those bombs, I think.

Meanwhile, some people frantically checked their surroundings.

They began searching for a route that would be difficult for others to detect.

I started thinking about how to leave quietly.

However, there were some suspicious men.

He didn't notice the eager look in Miss Kanroji's eyes as she stared at him from not far away.
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After a short while, someone broke the strange silence.

Pastor Yar, who was observing Fang Yi, was the first to emerge from the shock and regain his composure.

He suppressed his doubts: "How strong is Fang Yi, who can single-handedly dispel the monster's attack?" and "How can his mist soothe the spirit?"

And the sentiments expressed: "Without him, the camp would probably have been breached by now." and "We're so lucky to have him!"

Without a word, he raised the hammer high.

The battle is not over yet.

Since the opponent is such a powerful being.

Instead of showing shock at the futile nature of the battle, you'll only hinder your opponent.

Instead, we should focus on making the most of our abilities.

We need to conduct a thorough review and fill in any gaps.

This is what he needs to do right now.

As the hammer was raised overhead.

A burst of intense holy light rose into the sky, then transformed into a scattering of light spots.

It landed on everyone's clothes.

The mercenaries near the priest also received the "Holy Light Protection" buff, which reduces the rate of stress increase and restores calmness.

He regained his composure through the mist and holy light.

Only then did he continue to give instructions.

"I'll deal with those 'wicked women in the woods' and buy Mr. Fang Yi time to recover!"

Then, he turned to look at Fang Yi and the guards in the camp.

They assigned tasks.

"Team One, adjust your ballistae and try to kill those abnormal [Pigman Slayers]."

"Just kill them, and then fire a few rounds."

"The ranks of those [Pigman Vomiters] who fear the light of fire will descend into chaos."

The words have not yet fallen.

From the depths of the forest came eerie whispers that signaled the completion of the curse chanted by the "Wicked Women of the Forest."

"What a powerful and handsome man!"
"But unfortunately, this battle has only just begun."

"Let me show you the masterpiece of the [Prophet]!"

【The Curse of Weakness - Rain Cloud】.

As the laughter of a group of "Wicked Women of the Forest" rang out.

The sky darkened instantly by a third, and a cloud formed from black energy began to churn above the camp.

The next moment, cold and viscous black rain poured down.

The rain pattered down on the campfire and everyone's clothes.

The camp quickly grew dark.

At the same time, a terrifying shadow appears, constantly swaying and emanating, which, once glimpsed, causes the pressure level to surge.

"Damn it... the light is dimming!"

"If this continues, without the protection of the firelight, those monsters will be able to enter the camp soon."

Yar clenched his teeth, wanting to give the order.

at the same time.

As they slowly emerged from the forest, the Plague Giant, which was approaching the camp, raised its arm.

"Bang! Bang!"

As the pustules on the monster's body began to rupture extensively.

Emerald green miasma surged out like a tide, spreading rapidly along the ground.

Wherever it went, the wood began to rot and the metal developed mold.

The miasma had just reached the wooden wall.

The pressure is high on the skin of mercenaries who are close to the wooden wall.

Large patches of pustules suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Cover your mouth and nose! Don't inhale—ugh!

"Take the antidote."

"Second team, follow Mr. Fang Yi to move the cannons. We need to defeat that [Plague Giant]."

Only then can the camp be held.

Yar had barely uttered a word when he began to cough violently.

Fang Yi tilted his head, interrupting the other party's plan.

“There’s no need for that!
"If this is their last trump card, this battle will be over soon."

(End of this chapter)