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"Oh!" Cheers erupted from the city wall.
Although they were still far from truly defeating the countless Toxic Corpses, at least they had seen a glimmer of hope for survival!
Previously, in the Northeast District, attempting to kill so many Toxic Corpses would have resulted in a significant area being shrouded in toxic mist, even if they did not have to pay too high a price.
Of course, this method could not be used indefinitely—if they turned over the land again, it would mean stirring up the toxic mist below. However, it was an extremely effective way to delay the Toxic Corpses!
"Kill!" At this moment, even Lin Jueying, who had previously been somewhat lost, had regained much of her fighting spirit. She led her elite team to the other side of the wall and mimicked Shunshen and the others, using the same tactic against the Toxic Corpses in that direction!
Wang Long let out a long sigh of relief.
Now, they had finally found their rhythm in battling these Toxic Corpses.
Although this method would become ineffective after a few uses, as long as they had the courage to resist them, new tactics would continuously emerge!
"Thunder Element Giant, break!"
Four days later, Wang Long commanded his Thunder Element Giant to delve into the thick toxic mist and annihilate the last group of Toxic Corpses there.
"Oh! We won!"
Although Feather City was now completely enveloped by that green toxic mist, obstructing the vision of ordinary warriors, they had already confirmed that only this last group of Toxic Corpses remained. With their elimination, Feather City was finally stabilized.
More importantly, after winning this grueling battle, their casualties were significantly reduced thanks to the cooperation of experts like Shunshen, Wang Long, Cai Burin, Hua Ruhai, and Lin Jueying with these ordinary warriors and elder-level experts.
A victory was certainly exhilarating, but what was even more thrilling was winning decisively without suffering any injuries and with most of their comrades still alive!
However, while these ordinary warriors and even elder-level experts were immersed in ecstatic joy, Wang Long, Shunshen, and others wore unusually serious expressions. Even Lin Jueying did not join in their celebration.
"Soldiers! Now we have finally achieved victory! However, do not get lost in your own celebrations; remember to clear the walls and bury our comrades properly!"
"Yes!"
Hearing the soldiers' unified response, Lin Jueying felt a tinge of melancholy. After this battle, he not only witnessed the vast gap between himself and Wang Long, but he also sensed that among the warriors in Feather City, Wang Long's status and prestige had likely surpassed his own.
As a major city within the Northern Qian Mountain Range, due to prolonged combat on the front lines against the Giant Clan and Demon Clan, coupled with the fiercer beasts found here compared to those outside the mountains, the warriors here were more inclined to respect those who could lead them to victory rather than figures of authority like "City Lord" or "Elder." Although Wang Long did not appear to be one of the divine beings, he certainly met their standards for a strong leader.
After giving them orders to clean up the battlefield, Wang Long and his companions headed into the city.
"What are your thoughts?"
"Heh, thoughts?" Upon hearing Wang Long's question, Lin Jueying sneered sarcastically. "What did I say back then? Even if we eliminate so many Toxic Corpses, Feather City will still become a dead city! The current situation merely confirms my thoughts! Look around; even now, the toxic fog in the eastern city shows no signs of dissipating. God knows how long it will last. Perhaps once we consume all the supplies in the city and start resorting to cannibalism, heaven might show mercy and let that toxic fog clear!"
"Enough, Third Elder. I hope you remember your position!" The only person qualified to reprimand him directly was Shunshen. This great battle not only showcased Wang Long's astonishing strength but also deepened his friendship with him.
Wang Long faced Lin Jueying's accusations calmly. "Regardless, at least we are still alive, and that toxic fog has not seeped into the city. Therefore, we are not facing any terrifying death at this moment. As long as there is time, there is still hope!"
"Hope?" Hearing Shunshen suddenly say such words sparked new hope in Lin Jueying despite it being a blow to his pride. With both the City Lord and Second Elder's fates uncertain, if there was anyone who most desperately wished for Feather City not to be abandoned, it would undoubtedly be Lin Jueying.
"What kind of hope? Don't ask me. I'm just naturally optimistic; as long as I'm alive, I have a chance to turn things around. As for specific methods, you should ask Shunshen."
"Lord Shunshen?" Upon hearing Wang Long's words, not only Lin Jueying but everyone's gaze turned toward Shunshen. They realized that while they were all frowning in distress, Shunshen always had a hint of ease in his eyes.
"Heh, when did you notice?"
Wang Long chuckled. "Shunshen is my best partner; if I couldn't read your every move or expression, how could I dare entrust my life to you? Come on, spill it! You've lived this long; you must know some secrets of the divine beings!"
Shunshen sighed, "You are truly terrifying, able to come up with these ideas out of thin air. If you were to understand our divine race even more deeply, wouldn't we all be caught in your schemes?"
Wang Long laughed heartily, then turned serious and said, "If you really see me this way, then why did you help me so wholeheartedly during the great battle? A single misstep could have cost me my life."
Shunshen replied proudly, "Although I have lived in seclusion for many years, I would never do such a thing. Moreover, from the moment you entrusted your life to me, I knew you were a friend worth having! You would never act out of malice."
Wang Long was taken aback; he hadn't expected this ancient deity who had lived for over ten thousand years to have such a "naive" side. However, he felt quite moved.
Shunshen's earlier words seemed to expose the subtle wariness that other divine beings had towards him, making Wang Long feel somewhat awkward. It also deepened the others' concerns about Wang Long—look, even Lord Shunshen is wary of this person.
But in reality, his subsequent words clarified his stance and alleviated any doubts.
"This poisonous mist is a special spirit of the divine realm. The people from the Third Realm somehow transformed those corpses into this unique Corpse Poison. Therefore, it does not dissipate on its own, and conventional methods are ineffective. There are ways to disperse it; I was pondering why they would go to such lengths against Feather City. Feather City is definitely not as worthless as we imagined!"
"Oh?" Although Shunshen did not reveal how to break the poisonous mist, it made Wang Long realize that if the Third Realm's target was solely Shunshen, there would be no need to deploy so many Toxic Corpses. The first wave of those Toxic Corpses in the northeast corner was already enough to weaken Feather City's forces. The subsequent Toxic Corpses were advantageous for large-scale operations against cities, but for Shunshen, they were nearly irrelevant; he could easily slip into some Void and escape at any moment.
Previously, they had been intimidated by the overwhelming offensive and had no time to think through these matters. Now it seemed clear that at least Feather City itself was one of their targets!
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