1033 A Mistake
These were not the most terrifying things.
Some barbarians could master the method of entering Tier 2 after being stimulated mentally, and their strength would experience explosive growth.
However, the barbarian’s overall lifespan would also be greatly reduced after entering Tier 2.
After a long period of research, the Empire’s scholars believed that the barbarian’s Tier 2 state was a combat technique that consumed one’s life potential.
They were using their lives in exchange for a short period of strengthening.
It was undeniable that the barbarians posed a great threat to the Empire.
Under the pressure of the barbarians, the Empire integrated and unified the martial arts cultivation system, and this was passed down within the Empire’s military.
After that, martial arts techniques were gradually promoted and spread widely in the Empire.
The barbarians could not learn this technique.
Before entering the trial, Fang Heng had been thinking about learning human cultivation techniques if he had the opportunity.
After all, the cultivation technique was widely circulated and could be considered a common product. It should not be difficult to learn.
Fang Heng retracted his gaze. He had to set up a defensive line as soon as possible and quickly upgrade the level of the blood altar.
The fusion Tyrant forms worked with the Lickers to return to the entrance of the Cesar Forest, constantly transporting the dragon mosquito’s blood back and refining it through the blood pool.
Very good!
Now, they just had to wait for the barbarians to arrive and confront them directly.
Fang Heng was in high spirits.
It was said that the barbarians didn’t know magic and only knew physical attacks.
If the information was right, his zombie team would be invincible!
If everything goes well, he would be able to gather enough blood in one go and summon the Vampire King’s coffin as soon as possible…
…
Time passed by.
The sun was high in the sky. The continuous chirping of insects could be heard in the forest.
The temporary camp was set up with three layers of defensive lines. It had been two hours since the game prompt had sounded. It was still calm.
Fang Heng gulped down a bottle of coffee while searching for the game prompts.
“Something’s not right…”
Didn’t the game prompt say that the barbarians would attack in 60 minutes?
Where were they?
A feint?
Were they trying to use tactics?
Even the mission prompts could be fake?
Mo Jiawei was also a little anxious from waiting. He turned around and asked, “God, there’s still no movement?”
“No, I didn’t,”
Fang Heng furrowed his brows and carefully looked through the game notifications.
This was really weird!
In order to discover the enemy as soon as possible, he had specially sent two teams of Lickers to intercept them at the entrance of the Cesar Forest domain.
However, two hours had passed, and there was not even a single monster in sight.
Could it be that there was a change in the mission?
Mo Jiawei was also out of ideas and asked, “Then what should we do? Are we still going to continue waiting?”
Fang Heng stole a glance at Mo Jiawei and wondered if he was starting to exert his strength again.
Alright, what should they do now?
Fang Heng was also a little conflicted.
After all, the mission hint had told him that he had to defend the village, so it should be a good thing that no one was attacking the village.
However, if the enemy really did not come, how was he going to farm for mutation crystals to level up?
And how could he obtain a large amount of blood to awaken the sacred tree?
While thinking, Fang Heng opened the game’s mission panel and took a look at the mission description.
Suddenly, Fang Heng noticed a detail and realized something.
Terrible!
“Not good!”
“Ah? What’s wrong?”
“I made a mistake! The mission we triggered is to defend the villages near Hani City,” Fang Heng explained with his brows tightly knitted.
“Yes, that’s right. That’s why we’re waiting here. Once the barbarians come out, we’ll teach them a lesson.”
“Yes, because of the dragon mosquitoes, we’ve determined that the barbarian’s attack is coming from Cesar Forest. But is that really the case…?”
Ha?
When Mo Jiawei heard that, he finally reacted. He opened his mouth and said, “The Cesar Forest is a no-man’s land. In fact, it’s not the barbarian’s territory. So, you’re saying that the barbarians would not attack from the forest’s direction?”
“D*mn! The barbarians have divided themselves into multiple attack points and are attacking the villages and military facilities around Hani City at the same time. Cesar Forest should have been one of the attack points of the barbarians, but we have already exterminated the wave of dragon mosquitoes in the forest ahead of time. Of course, there’s nothing for us to wait here!”
Fang Heng had already figured it out. He cursed in a low voice, “Let’s go. Let’s hurry back to the village. We should be able to make it in time.”
After saying that, Fang Heng immediately controlled the zombie team to take action. He brought his weapon and headed back to the village in a grandiose manner.
…
The camp was not far from the village and it would only take around ten minutes to get there.
Fang Heng stood on the back of the fusion Tyrant form and advanced at full speed.
From afar, Fang Heng saw the village surrounded by wooden fences in the distance and felt a little relieved.
“It’s not too bad. The village was not attacked. We made it in time.”
“We’ve probably destroyed most of the dragon mosquito nests,” Mo Jiawei said. “This village isn’t the first target of the savage beasts either.”
“Yes, let’s go to the village to take a look.”
Fang Heng controlled a large group of zombies and rushed toward the village.
Not far away, on the lookout tower above the village, seeing the horde of zombies outside, the faces of the guards on duty turned green.
What kind of monsters were those?
A zombie horde?
Wasn’t it the barbarian race that was attacking? Why did it become a zombie horde?!
“Dong Dong Dong!!!”
The alarm in the city was immediately sounded.
The guards from the Empire all turned pale.
“Eh? No, it’s Boss Fang’s undead creatures!”
Ma Xiaowan had been invited to help the Empire guard the village, and she immediately reacted when she saw the zombies outside.
“You know them?”
The deputy commander of the Empire’s guard legion, Ao Cang, frowned.
“Yes, I’ve worked with them before. They shouldn’t be here with ill intentions.”
Ma Xiaowan responded, but her mood didn’t improve at all.
She felt that things had gotten worse.
The village was finished!
The catastrophe had come to their village!
If she had known earlier, she would have run the moment she detected the catastrophe!
“Is that so…”
Ao Cang didn’t know what Ma Xiaowan was thinking. He looked at the horde of zombies outside and couldn’t help but feel a chill.
“Be alert!”
Ao Cang didn’t dare to let his guard down. He raised his hand to signal the army to be on guard.
The archers on the city wall raised their bows and took aim.
Ma Xiaowan’s mercenaries all looked dejected, and they didn’t seem to have any intention of attacking the zombies outside. They just stood there in a daze.
Bow and arrow?
It’s no use…
Last night, even the dragon mosquito needles couldn’t kill the zombies, so how could they be stopped by bows and arrows?
Was this a joke?
Stop pretending.
They were too lazy to draw their bows.
Sure enough, just as Ma Xiaowan had said, the undead creatures stopped outside the village.
A young man wearing a mask and a gray robe walked out of the zombie horde.
Fang Heng walked to the entrance of the village, looked up at the figure on the sentry tower behind the wooden fence, and said loudly, “No offense, but I’m a necromancer. My friends call me Boss Fang. I heard that the Empire is under attack by the barbarians, so I want to help. I mean no harm.”