With a wave of the Old Town Chief's hand, many corpses, and even skeletons, stood up, then they attacked the two. Fang Xinhan and Yuan Qingchen exchanged glances, both nodding as they prepared to fight.
A very strong-looking undead raised Its hands forward, just like a Zombie in Minecraft.
Fang Xinhan transformed into Kuuga's Rising Mighty Form and used a move from the Falling Sky Art against the opponent. Since there was a whetstone, why not use it?
A skeleton attacked Fang Xinhan from behind. Fang Xinhan leaped into the air, then delivered a Rider Kick downwards. His foot struck the skeleton's head, followed by an explosion.
Yuan Qingchen held the white sheath. If one looked closely at his blade, they would notice a faint purple glow wrapped around it, clearly enchanted by Fang Xinhan.
Several undead surrounded Yuan Qingchen, forming a pincer attack. Yuan Qingchen did not panic and observed their movements.
Suddenly, he moved. His speed was very fast; these undead couldn't even notice him. Then, he slashed his blade towards the opponent's neck.
In an instant, that undead was decapitated.
"The Smite enchantment is really useful."
The dungeon game also had enchantment features, so Yuan Qingchen could see the enchantment properties.
Yuan Qingchen praised it silently and continued to fight, but he didn't notice that his blade's durability was almost depleted.
Just as Fang Xinhan and his companion were fighting, the Old Town Chief, using some unknown method, transported Chuckel's corpse and began a sacrifice.
The Old Town Chief watched as the two moved around the battle area, almost entering the magic circle, so he quickly gave an order:
"Surround them and push them into the corner. Don't fight on the magic circle; what if the ritual is damaged?"
Then, a group of undead rushed towards Fang Xinhan and his companion, trying to force them back. The two sensed something was wrong and quickly regrouped, standing back to back.
"Brother, it's too awkward... Big Boss, did you notice something?"
Fang Xinhan hummed and pointed at the magic circle that was absorbing Chuckel's corpse.
"The ritual has begun. These dead people are preventing us from getting close."
"We definitely can't let him complete the ritual, but there are so many dead people; we can't break through their defense."
Yuan Qingchen was a little anxious.
At this moment, Fang Xinhan handed Yuan Qingchen an Energy Burst Gun, a lever, and an ender pearl.
The ender pearl was obtained by Fang Xinhan by converting iron ingots with the philosopher's stone.
"Your blade probably doesn't have much durability left. After it breaks, immediately use the items I gave you to disengage from combat. Escape upwards through the secret passage; don't worry about me."
Yuan Qingchen wanted to say something, but he trusted Fang Xinhan, because trust needs no reason.
The two stood back to back, trying to move towards the magic circle, but as soon as they moved, the other undead would rush at them like mad.
Finally, with a 'clink', Yuan Qingchen's blade broke. He didn't panic for a moment and immediately switched to the Energy Burst Gun.
"Big Boss, my blade broke. Should I disengage from combat now?"
Fang Xinhan and Yuan Qingchen switched positions. Then, Fang Xinhan silently squatted down and picked up the Broken Soul Fragments and enchanted Broken Soul Fragments from the ground.
"Go!"
At Fang Xinhan's command, Yuan Qingchen threw the ender pearl towards the secret passage. Instantly, his figure appeared at the entrance of the secret passage.
Yuan Qingchen felt his feet numb, as if he had jumped from a great height.
Several undead saw Yuan Qingchen suddenly appear at the secret passage entrance. They were startled at first, then rushed towards him.
Yuan Qingchen didn't enter the secret passage immediately. He raised the Energy Burst Gun and fired a shot at them, then gave Fang Xinhan an OK gesture before turning and entering the secret passage.
"Your companion abandoned you and ran away."
The Old Town Chief didn't know what was happening, but he saw Yuan Qingchen abandon Fang Xinhan and flee, so he began to mock Fang Xinhan.
"If he didn't leave, I wouldn't be able to fight freely."
Fang Xinhan's hands produced TNT and a flint and steel.
"Let's have an underground fireworks show."
Fang Xinhan used the fourth form of the Falling Sky Art, 'Stepping on the Stars,' to leap onto the edge of the magic circle. Just as he was about to enter the magic circle, his hand had barely reached into the magic circle when he found his life force rapidly draining.
"Heh~ tui, tsk, how troublesome."
Fang Xinhan spat and placed the TNT on the ground, igniting it. The Old Town Chief looked at the flashing TNT and felt a sense of dread.
He immediately ordered the undead to move it, but the hands of these undead passed through the TNT, as if they hadn't touched anything.
With a 'boom!', the TNT exploded, blowing off a corner of the magic circle. However, only the absorption efficiency of the magic circle decreased slightly; the magic circle was still operating.
"Ahhh, you blasphemer!"
The Old Town Chief's eyes were wide with fury at the damaged corner.
"Goodness, you're quite dedicated. The magic circle can still function even with a corner destroyed."
Fang Xinhan couldn't help but praise the Old Town Chief's craftsmanship. This was much better than those shoddy projects.
"But how many more times can your magic circle withstand this?"
Fang Xinhan continued to run and place TNT, dropping a TNT wherever he stopped.
Truly, blowing up everything wherever he went.
"Damn it, if this continues, the magic circle won't be able to function properly."
The Old Town Chief's eyes showed determination.
"Then let me become the vessel for the Lord's arrival."
Saying this, the Old Town Chief walked towards the center of the magic circle.
When Fang Xinhan was almost finished destroying the outer perimeter of the magic circle, he glanced back and saw the Old Town Chief walking towards the center of the magic circle, immediately feeling an ominous premonition.
He didn't care about anything else and entered the magic circle, preparing to stop the Old Town Chief, but he found he couldn't get in.
"Old man, what are you doing!"
Unable to enter, Fang Xinhan could only shout from outside. The Old Town Chief ignored him; his life force was rapidly draining, and he couldn't slow down.
Seeing that the Old Town Chief didn't answer and not intending to sit idly by, Fang Xinhan continued to blow up the magic circle. He didn't believe that the Old Town Chief could continue to summon if the entire magic circle was destroyed. If he could, Fang Xinhan would definitely bow to the Old Town Chief.
This was much more conscientious than those shoddy projects.
So, it turned into a scene where the Old Town Chief walked towards the center of the magic circle, and Fang Xinhan chased him, blowing things up. Anyone who didn't know would think Fang Xinhan was an escaped bomber from some prison.
Inside the magic circle, the Old Town Chief first ran, then walked, and finally crawled slowly towards the center of the magic circle.
"Old man, what did that Lord promise you to make you so dedicated?"
Fang Xinhan was tired of blowing things up. Only a few of the seemingly endless undead remained behind him.
"Cough cough, you don't understand. The Lord is my faith."
The Old Town Chief was now very close to the center of the magic circle.
"The Lord is my everything. If I cannot let the Lord's grace illuminate this land, what use is my life?"
Under Fang Xinhan's gaze, the Old Town Chief climbed onto the central altar.
The Old Town Chief steadfastly stood up.
"Great Lord, please bestow Your grace and purify this land."
After speaking, the Old Town Chief lowered his head, and his body rapidly withered. He left this world.
Suddenly, the Old Town Chief's shriveled body began to deform, rapidly swelling into a giant ball of flesh. Then, the corpses of the undead floated up and quickly flew towards the ball of flesh, beginning to merge.
Fang Xinhan watched the giant ball of flesh formed by hundreds of people, his sanity rapidly dropping.
Seeing this, Fang Xinhan immediately took out the milk Yuan Qingchen had bought at the town store, poured it into a bucket, and drank it all.
Instantly, Fang Xinhan's sanity was fully restored, but after another look, his sanity started to drop again.
Fang Xinhan had no choice but to take out the Transmutation Table and throw the milk bucket into it. Infinite milk, infinite refills.
Finally, the ball of flesh swelled to its maximum size, and then many eyes of various sizes appeared on it.
<Aiketos's Projection: 6000/6000>
(PS: The name of this evil god is a pun on 'eyes' in English and 'kedou' (Keduo), a dialectal pronunciation of 'many' in Chinese, meaning 'many eyes'.) ~ (￣▽￣~) ~