Chapter 19: Post-Battle Report
Ten steps away.
The ghoul stopped suppressing the group, and a torrent of flames erupted, rapidly rotating clockwise and sweeping towards Asker.
Asker turned towards the front right, continuing to approach at high speed while running clockwise around the ghoul.
At this speed, before the flames reached him, his sword would pierce the ghoul’s body first.
Five steps away.
The ghoul stopped spraying flames and suddenly swelled its body, invisible gravitational ripples spreading out.
Gravity Shock.
Asker abruptly stopped his charge and thrust his sword into the ground.
The suddenly redirected gravitational waves radiated outwards from the ghoul as the center.
Asker gripped his sword, his entire body pulled sideways by the altered gravity.
The next second, a thunderous gunshot rang out.
The elephant hunting bullet hit the ghoul’s chest, completely blowing apart its upper body.
The ghoul’s spirit head glared fiercely at Asker.
With his powerful spirituality and combat experience, he hadn’t even seen clearly who fired the shot.
So he hadn’t dodged the attack at all.
The corpse fell from mid-air and stopped moving.
With its body damaged like this, it couldn’t even move its arms, and there was no chance of winning.
Therefore, the demigod behind the scenes immediately abandoned it without hesitation.
The scorching flames gradually extinguished, but Thira was still maintaining the gale.
The others also maintained their vigilant combat stances.
Because no one could be sure that the fallen ghoul wouldn’t suddenly jump up and instantly kill anyone who wasn’t on guard.
Only Asker forcefully pulled his sword from the ground, walked to the ghoul, and looked at it for a while.
Then he turned and walked away.
Only then was everyone certain that Alexander’s corpse was completely dead, and the manipulator behind the scenes had left. They hurriedly rushed forward and surrounded the corpse.
Colby took out a holy nail from the Night’s Watch and pierced the ghoul’s limbs. This would restrain the undead power within its body from flowing.
There was supposed to be another nail to be driven into its forehead, but the corpse no longer had a head.
Phoebus used his intact arm to brand the runes inscribed with the Secret Text of Rest onto the corpse’s skin.
This ensured that the corpse was completely sealed.
The runes were branded, and the matter was settled.
The Night’s Watch knights suddenly felt extremely exhausted.
It was the kind of feeling of having done countless things, but upon closer inspection, realizing they hadn’t done anything at all.
The mercenaries of Azure Longsword, on the other hand, cheered when they saw Asker return with the awakened Peggy.
Peggy was still a little dazed, as if she hadn’t woken up yet, and could only stand with Asker’s support.
Nuo hurriedly went up to examine her body, and the final conclusion was: perfectly healthy.
Of course, more detailed information would have to wait until they left this place.
After all, this place wasn’t suitable for staying long.
…
“Here, a total of 60 bullets.” Nuo said, holding a small cloth bag. “I picked them all up for you!”
The Netherworld was a special plane map. Whether it was light visibility, psychic abilities, or radio signals, they would be strongly suppressed.
If a Transcendental possessed a supernatural item that could affect the Netherworld, they could distort the Netherworld space to a certain extent, thus confusing the sense of direction of those trapped inside.
For example, you might feel like you’re walking in a straight line, but you’re actually veering sharply to the left. Or you might feel like you’re going in circles, but you’re actually spiraling forward.
Of course, for professional players, knowing how to deal with various maps was basic common sense.
The solution Asker chose here was very simple: the bullet-dropping method.
After separating from the main group, he would drop a bullet on the ground with every step he took.
If the team wanted to find him later, they just had to follow the bullets on the ground, without needing any sense of direction.
After collecting the bullets, Asker saw Nuo take out another small cloth bag and grab something from it.
“What’s that?” He asked curiously.
“Seeds.” Nuo said, “They are seeds of low-level supernatural plants, bought from the Night’s Watch, very cheap. I plan to plant them on Furnace Island, and build a big flower garden near the manor.”
“In ten years at most, they will bloom with beautiful flowers~”
“Why not buy some fast-growing flowers, such as Alpine roses or Christmas kalanchoe?” Asker said, “Ten years is too long.”
“It’s okay, I can wait.” Nuo hummed a tune and walked away, seemingly in a very good mood.
In the real world.
The teams that left the undead curtain and returned to the camp were warmly welcomed by the remaining Night’s Watch knights – although it only lasted for a few minutes.
After all, the Night’s Watch knights didn’t have the habit of holding celebratory banquets.
Soon, the Night’s Watch members began to do their own things: the knights buried the dead, the priests counted the losses, and the high-ranking members began to write reports, preparing to report to headquarters.
“Commander Bryce, this…” At the Night’s Watch headquarters in Florence, the Commander-in-Chief’s secretary received the preliminary report from the Eastern Legion and smiled wryly.
“You’re saying that an Undead demigod tried to resurrect Alexander the Great, controlled his corpse, and was finally defeated by you.”
“Yes.” Commander Bryce said.
“And the casualty rate of your Eastern Legion is less than 10%?”
“Yes.”
“And you sealed and brought back Alexander the Great’s corpse.”
“Yes.”
“If I report this, I will definitely be scolded by the Commander-in-Chief!” The Commander-in-Chief’s secretary sighed. “Also, please be cautious about this matter, Commander Bryce.”
“The other party so easily ‘handed over’ Alexander’s corpse to you, there must be some hidden conspiracy, perhaps the corpse has been tampered with.”
“I understand. What I want to explain is that the final battle to capture the corpse was not easy.” Bryce paused, realizing that this statement was completely inconsistent with “our casualty rate is less than 10%,” and quickly added, “In fact, if it weren’t for the outside help of a mercenary group, our casualty rate would have been more than half, and we might not have been able to retrieve Alexander’s corpse.”
As he said this, the overwhelming flames, heat waves, and the smell of melted earth and charcoal reappeared in his mind.
“Mercenary group?” The secretary asked for confirmation.
“Yes, its name is Azure Longsword.” Bryce said.
Never heard of it… The secretary typed the words “Azure Longsword” on the computer and was about to search online when he suddenly asked:
“This mercenary group, could it be that their combat power is concentrated in a few people?”
“Yes.” Bryce said, “Mainly thanks to Captain Asker.”
As expected, the secretary thought to himself.
This must be a famous swordsmanship master who, for some special purpose (such as training or entertainment), joined this unknown small mercenary group incognito and just happened to help the Eastern Legion in this anomaly.
The name Asker was definitely a pseudonym, there was no point in reporting it…
“Commander Bryce, could you please introduce this Asker to me?” The secretary asked.
“Well, yes.” Bryce knew that this secretary was a real social butterfly with extensive connections among the high-ranking officials of various countries, so he was happy to act as an intermediary between him and Asker.
“The person is in our camp, I’ll have Phoebus bring them over.”
More than ten minutes later.
“What? They’re gone?!”
“Yes.” Phoebus was also sweating profusely. “According to the guards at the gate, they packed up and left half an hour ago. Because they didn’t receive any orders from above, the guards didn’t stop them.”
Bryce: …
I didn’t give any such orders, but you should have some sensitivity! The biggest contributors to this undead anomaly incident, and they are outside guests, you should have kept them here and tried to win them over, how could you let them leave so easily?
However, he noticed Phoebus’ left arm in a cast and splint, and the words of reprimand he was about to say didn’t come out, turning into a long sigh of regret.
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