Chapter 428 The Great War Of Ront City [Part 1]

Villain Ch 428. The Great War of Ront City [Part 1]

[The war event will start soon. The Devil Emperor and his subordinates will attack the city of Ront. The event will end in 2 hours.]

The announcement echoed in the virtual world, signaling the imminent commencement of the war event. Allen and the girls wasted no time and swiftly stepped through the portal. Prior discussions had solidified their battle plans, and now, they were ready to set their strategy into motion.

Emerging on the map just outside Ront City, they immediately took to the skies, hovering in mid-air to gain a vantage point. Their collective gaze locked onto Ront City in the distance, the bustling hub of players eager to face the impending threat posed by the Devil Emperor and his subordinates. A formidable magic barrier cloaked the city, demanding the destruction of the gate as their initial step to gain entry. This meant they couldn't simply soar into the city from above.

"Let's party." Allen's voice, low and menacing, resonated among the group as he activated his Savage Reanimation skill.

A vast horde of monsters emerged on the scene, numbering in the hundreds of thousands. Among them, there were low-level creatures like slimes, swiftly advancing to more formidable foes like Undead Warriors and Ghost Knights. A palpable sense of dread emanated from their ranks. Incubus and Lamia demons lurked among them, but Allen wasn't inclined to deploy these tantalizing monsters directly into the fray just yet. Their time would come.

For now, Allen and his allies sought to clear a path through this monstrous onslaught, making way for their advance. Jane, too, used her Necromancy, summoning forth an even larger and more imposing army of undead than before.

As the multitude of monsters materialized, an eerie transformation took hold of the once vibrant landscape. The lush, green terrain was rapidly consumed by darkness, as if the very earth itself had been corrupted by the malevolent presence. The sky overhead, once serene and clear, now mirrored the ominous shift below. The horizon darkened, casting an unsettling shadow over the land.

From the midst of this grim transformation, an unholy chorus of roars, shrieks, and dreadful cries arose, echoing across the battlefield. It was as if the cacophony of discordant sounds sought to unsettle the players gathered in Ront City, attempting to sow fear among their ranks. Though the players remained steadfast, the relentless barrage of monstrous noise did succeed in causing some to falter, gripping their weapons tighter as they braced for the arduous and uncertain battle that lay ahead.n)-Ovelb1n

"Kill them all and take the city for me." Allen's voice carried the weight of command as he pointed his hand toward Ront City.

In response to his orders, a deafening roar rose from the assembled horde of monsters. As one, they surged forward, a relentless tide of chaos and destruction, charging toward the city with an unwavering determination. The ground quivered beneath their thunderous advance as the sound of countless galloping steps grew louder, echoing through the air. The monsters were unleashed, and they were on a collision course with Ront City, ready to lay siege and wreak havoc upon the players defending it.

The bow users and magic users stood ready, their eyes fixed on the approaching horde of monsters. Fear began to creep into their hearts as they realized the sheer number of creatures charging towards them. They knew they had to act quickly and efficiently to defend their city.

Once the monsters entered their attack range, the bow users drew their bows, nocked arrows, and took careful aim. They were poised to release a barrage of projectiles into the oncoming mass of creatures.

On the other hand, the magic users began chanting incantations, channeling their magical energy to prepare powerful spells. The air crackled with energy as they readied themselves to unleash devastating magical attacks on the approaching horde.

Tension hung in the air as both groups of players knew that the fate of Ront City rested on their shoulders. They had to hold the line and repel this monstrous onslaught.

"Attack!" An order came.

The players acted swiftly, releasing a relentless barrage of arrows and unleashing their powerful area spells. Arrows rained down upon the approaching monsters, their impact akin to damnation upon the horde. Lightning bolts cracked through the sky, striking the creatures beneath with devastating force. Hail descended, freezing both the soil and the monsters in their tracks, while flames engulfed the earth, condemning the creatures to fiery torment.

It was a promising start for the players, and none of the monsters managed to breach the city's walls. The combined might of the ranged and magic users held the line, preventing the horde from advancing any further.

But then, amid the chaos of battle, a hauntingly beautiful melody began to play. The players' ears perked up as the music filled the air, an enchanting tune that seemed out of place in the midst of war.

The ranged players gasped in realization as they turned their attention to the source of the haunting melody. There, sitting nonchalantly in the middle of the air to the right of the city's front gate, was the Siren. She appeared as if she were leisurely relaxing on an invisible perch, her elegant fingers gracefully strumming the harp cradled in her hands. A melodious sound escaped her lips, carried by the breeze and echoing through the battlefield.

Despite her captivating appearance and the soothing melody that flowed from her, there was a sinister undertone to her presence. An evil smile graced her lips, and her eyes gleamed with malice as she continued her eerie serenade. Her voice held an enchanting quality that threatened to lull the players into a deep slumber. Indeed, some of the unprepared players succumbed to the Siren's song, their eyes growing heavy as they fell into a deep sleep.

Those who managed to resist her hypnotic tune did so with sheer willpower, maintaining their vigilance in the face of this mystical assault. It became clear that the monsters' attack had served as a diversion, masking the true intent of Allen and his companions – to approach the city undetected.