This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 149 Come on
At this moment, the city was noisy and empty, with tens of thousands of well-trained soldiers pushing open the doors of public places or knocking on people's doors.

Liang Zhenduan's face was gloomy. He held a torch and walked into a cafeteria with everyone.

The firelight illuminated the silent and deserted cafeteria. Although everyone's footsteps were as light as possible, they still caused echoes in the empty and spacious space.

The smell of fireworks, human bodies, and all the lingering odors flowed here, and Liang Zhenduan waved his hand, blowing a gust of cold wind:
"Search!"

Something ran past in the shadows, and several people immediately chased after it. After a while, the guard brought back a huge black rat that was as long as an arm.

Under the current conditions, cockroaches would be served on the table, so where did such a big rat come from?

Liang Zhenduan had a gloomy face and looked at the old Taoist priest next to him who also had a gloomy face.

"Summoned creatures." The latter said, "Some people's summoned creatures are rats."

Now, even information leak cases where the target cannot be found may have a creditor.

Liang Zhenduan's rage burned, but his expression remained clear as he said in a deep voice, "Open the sewers and take a look!"

……

Such a big problem today cannot be solved by elites alone.

Nie Weiyang and Liang Zhenduan decided that the former would lead the combat elites to clear out the key targets outside the city, and the latter would lead others to find and deal with the bait in the city.

Neither dividing the troops nor exchanging them is feasible.

The BOSS has a limit on the number of people, so only the elites in the combat field can fight to the death. No matter how many ordinary people come, they will be slaughtered.

The area in the urban area is too large. In a city with millions of people, if the elites were to search there, it would not even make a splash.

It requires ordinary people, normal people, the general public, and those forces that are often overlooked to dig deep into the ground!

Nie Weiyang believed in their strength.

He firmly believed that the people in the old city would solve the problems in the city, just as he and his current comrades would solve the problems outside the city!
As the sorghum fields became increasingly damaged, four layers of [Say I'm Worried] appeared on Shuli's body. It began to bleed continuously, but at a slow rate. Its attack frequency also decreased, but it was still fierce and ferocious.

At the same time, [What Do You Want?] and [Chunsheng] were restoring the remaining sorghum plants, which slowed down the progress of the destruction.

But that's okay. The fuel is gone.

At this moment, the dark zone was filled with the strong smell of gasoline, but the commander did not order the ignition. Nie Weiyang knew what the other party was waiting for, and he was also waiting for that moment.

Shuli smashed down the hoe, followed by a horizontal chop with the sickle!
But this time, the horizontal chop brought up a fierce cold wind. Shu Li seemed to be using all his strength to turn around and swing the hoe, chopping towards Nie Weiyang's face. Wind and snow were generated in it, and snow waves, frost, suffocating wind and two negative states of [cold] and [slowness] - the winter before the new world arrived had already arrived!

——[Winter storage].

The already shaky shield was shattered by the silent wind and snow, but Nie Weiyang did not dodge. On the contrary, he held the shield forward, and the collision between the shield and the hoe made a series of clanging sounds.

Amidst this agonizing sound, the Paladin single-handedly blocked a large swath of snow and wind, leaving the fan-shaped area behind him as warm as autumn. A single streak of snow blew away the wind on either side, but it didn't touch anyone. Meanwhile, Nie Weiyang himself was covered in frost, practically a crust of ice, and his health had been significantly reduced.

But the next moment, a voice came: "[Frost Reversal]!"

An ice-blue light flashed, and the ice shell on Nie Weiyang's body melted instantly.

At the edge of the sorghum field, a pair of bluish-purple hands gripped an ice staff tightly, its icy blue crystals shimmering. Countless tiny, snowflake-shaped ice blades swirled around Han Jiangxue, their rotation resembling a razor-sharp blizzard gathering momentum. She stood far from everyone else, her gaze fixed on Shuli, a glint of suicidal fervor in her eyes. She raised her ice staff high and slammed it into the ground: "[Silver Serpent]!"

"Boom boom boom..."

Frosty winds scattered the tents, and ice blanketed the ground. A roaring sound stretched across the ground, and the ice swelled up like snake bones on the ground. It approached Shuli in an instant, but before reaching him, it sank into the ground.

‘Boom! ! ! ’

Solid black ice several meters high burst out from the depths of the earth. The piercing blade-like peaks did not penetrate Shu Li's body, but were so thick that several people had to hug them. The force of a volcanic eruption, at the cost of the ice cracking, knocked Shu Li into the sky!
"good chance!"

On the other side, the Holy Spear Messenger jumped out from the red tent with swaying green shadows.

Yi Jian soared into the air, laughing loudly and bowing. He didn't even consider ordinary attacks, but simply clasped his arms forward, and the light instantly formed a spear as tall as a person.

"Take this!" He shouted loudly, as if the volume of his voice could increase the power of his skills.

"——Faith in victory!!!"

'Bang------'

Amidst the light of the sword marks remaining on the ground, the intersecting beams of light pierced through the darkness!
Shuli's defense was ineffective. Before it even touched the ground, it soared into the air again, and was pierced diagonally by a straight beam of light. The arm holding the sickle looked shaky!

After firing the shot, Yi Jian crashed into the ground, looking considerably weaker. He was urgently carried away by the healers roaming the battlefield. Nie Weiyang twirled his spear, pouring energy into it like it was free, and the tip shone brightly like a fragment of the sun.

He leaped forward, stepped on the ice that appeared out of thin air, and accurately pierced Shu Li's shoulder with a spear. With a loud shout, he picked it up, turned around and threw it heavily to the ground in the distance!
"Grain bag!" His voice echoed through the night.

It all happened so fast, so intensely, yet someone still managed to react. From two acres away, a sharp, head-splitting whistle echoed, and an arrow flew past, precisely piercing the grain bag on Shu Li's shoulder.

'puff! '

A brilliant, multicolored light lingered in the air, and even a hollow star dissipated with a strangely melodious sound.

A young woman who made people feel good at first sight was holding a short stick. She smiled, tapped the air, and whispered, "[Fairy Tale Whistle]."

Another arrow whistled through the air, scattering stars and light, but also bringing warnings and damage. Ranged classes from all directions spontaneously began to focus their fire, beams of light tearing through the sky. To avoid accidental injuries, melee classes instead attacked the sorghum fields.

The light shield on Nie Weiyang lit up again.

He jumped back, and when Shuli landed and got up, he had already stepped on the lucky lot again.

"Get out of the way!" he shouted. "I'll bring it in, and you guys light the fire!"

"Understood!" Everyone, including the commander, answered in unison.

Nie Weiyang increased the power of the locomotive, a blue light flashed by, and the sharp spikes pierced into Shu Li's body, pushing the heavy monster into the sorghum tent.

As the flames rose, he smiled again. A resolute smile.

——Come, come and fight, come and follow me, come and burn the darkness and its disguise.

In this way, more people can survive!

(End of this chapter)