Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game - Chapter 2984: Forced

Chapter 2984: Forced

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Chen Yu came to Fang Heng, his tone filled with some amazement, “Mr. Fang, I never thought I would one day be able to visit the Death Realm. I should be able to make it back alive, right?”

“Who knows?” Fang Heng shrugged and looked toward Arkley, asking, “Is everything ready?”

Chen Yu’s expression turned serious as he nodded, “The Eastern Federation’s combat personnel have completed the gathering and are ready for battle. Additionally, our fleet’s command personnel will cooperate with you in commanding the fleet.”

Arkley nodded and said, “Your Majesty, the vampires are also fully prepared for battle.”

“Good.”

Fang Heng’s gaze shifted to the leader of the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe, who had just disembarked from the ship, and asked, “Any problems with the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe?”

The leader of the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe quickly scanned the terrain and shook his head, saying, “No problems. We will cooperate fully and complete the construction in the shortest time possible.”

The Iron-Eating Beast Tribe had initially been unwilling when Fang Heng first captured them.

But over time, they had gotten used to it.

Helping anyone was still work.

At least their treatment on the ships had improved significantly compared to before.

The Iron-Eating Beast Tribe had always been a race that lived for the simple pleasures of eating and not worrying too much, just passing the days.

“Alright, everyone, let’s move out.”

According to the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe’s forecast, as long as the construction area for the Star Eye had been chosen and the materials were sufficient, they were confident that they could complete the construction of the Prism Tower within 72 hours.

…

Two hours later.

On the frontlines.

Large numbers of Bone Dragons circled in the air. Under the control of the Dark Clan’s War Knights, they flew low, repeatedly charging at the Disaster mutant worm swarms.

If you looked closely, you would see that on the broad spines and ribcages of the Bone Dragons, like muscles, a mass of red creatures was attached.

Lickers!

All the Lickers attached to the Bone Dragon’s skeleton, without exception, entered deployment mode.

As the Bone Dragons flew low, they continuously launched long-range fire cannon attacks into the Disaster mutant worm swarms.

Dark Clan mages and elite mages from the Undead Council stood on the decks of the ships, using their undead spells to assist in the attacks in coordination with the ships’ long-range beam weapons.

The vampires’ bat swarms, who could fly, hovered around the ships, providing support from the sides.

On the frontlines, the swarms were being crushed!

The Dark Clan had never imagined that the Disaster, which they had once feared greatly, was being cleared away so quickly by the coordinated efforts of Fang Heng’s various teams.

They even began to feel a sense of confusion.

Was the Disaster not as strong as it used to be?

How did the Disaster manage to push the entire Death Realm to this point?

The fleet continued to advance until it reached the predetermined Star Eye construction site.

The ships docked, and Zaka immediately called the player teams to start unloading the anti-gravity stone blocks and directed the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe to begin constructing the Star Eye’s prism.

Fang Heng stood in the main control room of the flagship, looking through the glass toward the central area of the Nether River.

Mu Qingxin should have sensed him by now.

Still not making a move?

If this continued, once the Star Eye was fully constructed, he would take the initiative.

…

Deep within the Nether River.

Mu Qingxin had indeed sensed Fang Heng’s approach. She woke from her slumber and looked down at the now-drying Nether River.

Recently, the power in the Death Realm had been rapidly dissipating.

Proust’s progress had slowed down significantly, much slower than expected. He had only regained most of his strength, and he was still far from advancing.

Mu Qingxin raised her head and focused for a moment.

So, Fang Heng and his team were setting up a defensive line on the periphery?

The Star Eye was a weapon designed by the Spawns nearly a thousand years ago, specifically to deal with the mutant worms. Mu Qingxin had been in the Death Realm for so long that she was unaware of the advances made outside.

But she could feel it, war was imminent.

Meanwhile, as the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe rapidly completed the construction of each Star Eye, Fang Heng’s confidence grew.

It seemed that Proust had not yet awoken from his slumber.

Mu Qingxin also did not take the initiative to attack.

Great!

He could set up the Star Eye without worry.

Each completed Star Eye prism would have a team made up of local Dark Clan, vampires, the Eastern Federation, the Undead Council, and zombie clones to guard it, ensuring nothing went wrong.

…

Two days later.

The construction of twenty-four Star Eye prism positioning defense devices was completed, and they successfully entered the locking state.

As the prisms entered the third stage of the lock, a powerful energy wave was released from the Prism Tower.

Even the Dark Clan felt a huge surge of energy emanating from the prisms.

The warriors of the Dark Clan’s four great empires, who were gathered on site, could all sense that a great battle was approaching.

At the moment the locking was completed, the mutant worm swarm, surrounding the center, instinctively felt the threat.

Mu Qingxin condensed her gaze and looked toward Fang Heng’s location.

“Proust! Wake up!”

The entire Disaster swarm went into a frenzy, charging toward the defensive perimeter.

“Now you respond? Heh, too late.”

Fang Heng sneered coldly.

The battle began!

The entire area, including the Nether River, was now completely surrounded.

At the front of the battlefield, Dark Clan War Knights faced the berserk insect swarm rushing toward them, raising their death blades high.

“Form the line! Prepare to intercept!”

In the front, countless swarms rushed forward, exploding into blood and flesh under the fleet’s beam attacks.

At the rear, the Undead Council’s teams and Dark Clan mages cast domain spells, covering large areas with terrain-altering and weakening spells, greatly diminishing the attributes of the swarming insects.

In the sky, Bone Dragons, covered with Licker biological cannons, flew above, repeatedly causing massive damage to the insect swarms.

Fang Heng stood in front of one of the prism defense network towers, his gaze fixed on the battlefield as game hints flashed across his retina.

[Hint: The Star Eye prism device is being positioned.]

[Hint: Current positioning progress: 13%. Current energy accumulated: 100%, cannot fire.]

[Hint: The player has detected the Seed of Ouroboros-Newborn. The player triggers the related mission-Kill.]

Mission name: Kill.

Mission description: You have learned the fate of becoming a Newborn of the Seed of Ouroboros. Please eliminate all competitors as soon as possible and absorb their nutrients.

Mission requirements: Kill the enemy-Seed of Ouroboros.

It’s here!

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes.

The previous Seeds of Ouroboros he had encountered in the spawn missions had all been severely damaged, with a strength of at most 10% of their full potential.

But this time, it was the fully restored Seed of Ouroboros—Proust!