piratefiction Chapter 272 Dark Elegy, Who is the Strongest Output?
Chapter 272 Dark Elegy, Who is the Strongest Output?
Chapter 272 Dark Elegy, Who is the Strongest Output?
The high temperature and explosive power of the fireball spell are enough to turn any living creature into charred remains instantly.
Only those professionals who have reached the level of apprentice can mitigate the damage caused by fireballs through their own protective skills.
Of course, the Flame Demon is not without its weaknesses.
Although its ranged attacks are extremely terrifying, its close-combat ability is relatively limited, even inferior to those smaller lesser demons.
In addition, it has a relatively long interval between casting fireballs.
This means that if they can withstand the first wave of attacks and quickly close the distance, even ordinary soldiers can inflict serious damage on the Flame Demon.
But now, no one dares to approach this rare demon.
At its feet lay several charred, curled-up objects lying quietly.
Those were the remains of several reckless guards.
They tried to stop the demons from advancing, but were mercilessly swallowed up in hellish flames.
The orb of light in the rare demon's hand was like a kiss of death, letting those warriors experience what a true burning hell was like.
The wooden walls protecting the shelter are under heavy attack.
Flames spread along the wood, making crackling sounds.
Although people had done their best to fireproof the wooden walls with mud, the fireballs fired by this Flame Demon were magical flames.
This supernatural flame easily penetrated the protective earthen walls, turning the wooden walls into a giant torch, as if announcing the arrival of the end times to the creatures within the shelter.
At this critical moment, the middle-aged warrior NPC beside Ark stepped forward, his face full of anxiety.
"Sergeant Ark," he said hastily, "the new leader of the refuge is a punitive ranger named Li Guang."
He possessed the strength to rise from apprentice to master, and the arrows he shot posed an extraordinary threat to that Flame Demon.
We must take measures to disrupt the demon army's movements in order to create an opportunity for Li Guang to deliver a fatal blow.
Fang Zhou nodded slightly; he already had a plan in mind.
According to Lu Renjia's guide, there are indeed some powerful NPC professionals who can help in the easy difficulty of the shelter defense battle.
For example, the middle-aged warrior NPC next to him, and the punitive ranger Li Guang mentioned earlier.
They were all early human professionals who had experienced countless life-or-death trials in the demon hunt.
Although these survivors are not particularly strong in combat compared to the current cadets of Haicheng Military Academy, these cadets have benefited from decades of exploration and development and have formed a very complete growth system.
But in the current battle to defend the shelter, they are already an extremely valuable asset.
At this moment, Ark also saw that some effective resistance had been organized in the shelter surrounded by the demon army.
An elite archer wielding a silver fir longbow swiftly ran to the watchtower, where he began his long-range sniping from his vantage point.
This archer should be the punitive ranger Li Guang mentioned by the middle-aged warrior NPC.
His silver fir longbow gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and each draw of the bowstring meant the end of a minor demon's life.
His arrows pierced the night sky like lightning, striking down three, four, or even more lesser demons in succession, shocking the demon army.
Li Guang's heroic performance naturally attracted the attention of rare demons.
A fireball engulfed in black smoke then formed and flew toward the watchtower.
Li Guang keenly sensed the approaching danger and jumped off the watchtower without hesitation.
Just as he landed, the shelter guards who had just arrived beside him realized something was wrong and immediately reacted decisively.
With a deafening roar, the fireball struck the watchtower precisely, turning it into a blazing torch that illuminated half the night sky.
Illuminated by the firelight, the refugees in the shelter watched this scene in terror.
They heard a chilling, hoarse scream coming from the watchtower.
In this sudden disaster, a guard was unfortunately killed.
Whether it was good luck or bad luck, his left arm was grazed by the flames from the fireball explosion, and instantly his leather armor and the hunting bow in his hand were ignited, the flames engulfing his arm.
At this critical moment, Li Guang's eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he drew the short sword from his waist and cleanly severed the guard's left arm to prevent the flames from spreading to his entire body and sparing him from even more gruesome torture.
Blood gushed out, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.
The guard's face was as pale as paper, but he didn't make a sound. He just clenched his teeth tightly, as if he was enduring excruciating pain.
Li Guang immediately took out a clean piece of cloth and quickly bandaged the guard's wound to slow down the bleeding as much as possible.
At the same time, two other guards also came forward to help.
They carefully helped their injured companion and led him away from the danger zone.
Li Guang picked up his silver fir longbow again and continued to fight on the front lines.
Fangzhou stood in the dense fog of the jungle, watching this scene from afar through the perspective of the pearl bird, Gugu.
He immediately realized that he could no longer stand idly by.
Each challenge in the simulated battlefield has a completion rating.
The pass evaluation is based on a comprehensive assessment of the participant's overall performance in the simulated battlefield.
According to the strategy guide provided by Lu Renjia, Ark learned that in the Sanctuary Defense War, the number of casualties among guards and refugees, the time spent holding out against the demon army, and the number of demons killed by the trial participant are all key factors that determine the success rating.
Therefore, even though this is a simulated battlefield of easy difficulty, Ark still aspires to achieve the highest rating and a perfect clear. With this in mind, casualties among the guards and refugees in the shelter should be minimized as much as possible.
Just as he was about to take action, a massive fireball launched by the Blaze streaked across the sky, instantly igniting another watchtower and setting the stage for the Sanctuary disaster.
The shelter was quite large, but there were very few able-bodied young men who were willing to take up arms and bravely face the demons.
The presence of the Flame Demons turned the watchtower, originally used as an observation post, into a no-man's-land.
As the second watchtower was struck by the Flame Demon's fireball and turned into a blazing torch, the guards on the other watchtowers all chose to flee.
Many people even discarded their bows and arrows, just to save their lives.
Fang Zhou shook his head slightly. He understood that the bow and arrow on the watchtower were the only means for the refuge to resist the demons.
The reason the Flame Demon attacked the watchtower was clearly because the archers on it were the only ones who posed a threat to it.
Now, the guards have voluntarily abandoned the watchtower.
Although they were temporarily away from danger and the demons were kept outside the high wooden walls, it also meant that they could no longer launch an effective attack on the demons outside.
If someone can distract the Flame Demon, giving a sharpshooter like Li Guang a chance to climb the watchtower again, they might be able to snipe this terrifying monster in one fell swoop.
However, all the watchtowers are currently empty.
If Li Guang acts alone, he will be completely exposed to the Flame Demon's gaze.
The Flame Demon would never let such a threat go unpunished. Once it discovered Li Guang's presence, it would immediately bombard him with scorching fireballs.
Through the perspective of the pearl bird Gugu high above, Ark could also see a one-armed female warrior standing among the crowd, under the cover of the shelter's wooden walls, trying to encourage the adults who could act as shelter guards to take up arms.
However, it seems her efforts haven't been very effective.
These refugees, who not long ago were still holding hoes and sickles and had not awakened any professional powers, were definitely not qualified warriors.
It would be fine if we could just use our numbers to intimidate the robbers.
The reason they didn't immediately flee when faced with the vicious demon army was because they felt safer behind the sturdy wooden walls than in the wilderness.
A loud bang, followed by another.
It felt like the whole shelter was shaking, and flames were licking in from the wooden walls.
Beside the ark, the middle-aged warrior NPC cried out in alarm, "Oh no! The wooden wall and the gate have been hit by fireballs and are on fire!"
In his assessment, it was already difficult to hold this place.
Neither thick doors nor heavy wooden doors are things that are so easily burned through.
However, the entire front of the shelter is now engulfed in flames.
Flames occasionally licked in through the cracks in the wooden door.
The heatwave forced everyone to retreat, making it impossible to stand still.
Some refugees drew buckets of water from the well in the middle of the shelter, but dared not approach to extinguish the flames because of the heat.
The only thing that could be done was to splash water at the wooden door from a distance, which did nothing except to create plumes of white smoke.
Another loud bang.
The fireballs launched by the Flame Demon slammed heavily against the outside of the wooden door.
The already charred wooden door finally gave way, cracking several times before falling into the sea of fire in pieces.
The demon race is known for its powerful fire resistance.
In the midst of these raging flames, their power was fully displayed.
Despite the wooden walls still burning fiercely, several small, crimson-skinned imps were already screaming impatiently.
They burst forth from the sea of fire, like evil spirits from hellfire, rushing straight towards us.
These demons' skin was almost unharmed by the flames, as if it had been tempered by the fires of purgatory, which made them even more unrestrained in their attacks.
Fortunately, under the command of the punitive knight Li Guang and the one-armed female warrior, many unarmed refugees had fled to the rear of the shelter.
These refugees, who had been hiding in houses and shadows, now poured out of their hiding places, trying to escape this place that was about to become a battlefield.
Their eyes were filled with fear, but guided by the two warriors, they tried their best to maintain order and move towards the only escape route.
The shelter was designed with the possibility of demonic attacks in mind, so it has only one main entrance facing forward.
The surrounding wooden walls are five or six meters high, and the tops are sharpened into sharp spikes.
Even for trained professionals, climbing such walls is a difficult task, let alone for frail and sick elderly and young refugees.
At this point, the refugees could only follow closely behind Li Guang and the female warrior, hoping to find a glimmer of hope.
Some brave humans have already stepped forward in front of the shelter's gates.
They formed a thin defensive line, ready to fight a desperate battle against the invading enemy.
Some of them carried simple weapons, such as wooden sticks or broken swords, but most were unarmed, relying solely on courage and determination.
This is a do-or-die battle; they have no other choice.
Because behind them were also densely packed refugees, turning around meant exposing their backs to the lesser demons and facing death.
As the battle drew near, chaos began to spread.
Some of the shelter guards roared and tried to rush forward to fight the enemy.
But many civilians, like a swarm of bees that had lost their way, scattered in all directions, disrupting the formation that the guards had painstakingly organized.
In this chaotic and desperate situation, everyone is struggling to survive.
A hoarse, somewhat manic laugh, like a curse from the abyss, echoed through the burning shelter.
The Flame Demon stepped over the still-burning embers and entered the sanctuary that was being consumed by flames.
With each step it took, the surrounding flames seemed to be summoned.
The flames that had been raging on the wooden wall rushed toward the Flame Demon, attempting to devour the intruder. Surprisingly, however, these flames not only failed to cause it any damage, but were instead absorbed by the strange red and black magic patterns on its body, becoming a source of nourishment for its power.
"Foolish humans, surrender to the great demon race immediately!"
If you dare to resist—
The Flame Demon surveyed its surroundings, its eyes, filled with hatred and a desire for conquest, sweeping across every corner.
A cruel smile played on the corners of his mouth on a face covered in black and red markings, as if he were watching a tragedy unfold.
"Kill them without mercy!"
As those cold, heartless words fell, an invisible pressure enveloped the entire shelter, making everyone feel suffocated.
However, the threat of the Flame Demon had the opposite effect.
The guards at several shelters reacted unexpectedly.
Their chests heaved violently, their eyes burned with raging fury, and suddenly they erupted in a deafening roar.
The roar contained the despair of facing the end of the world, as if the savage courage deep in one's bloodline had been unleashed.
At this moment, nothing else matters.
Importantly, they chose their own path—not to kneel and surrender, but to fight back.
Their sudden outburst caught the lesser demons who had followed the Flame Demon in completely off guard.
Just as a small imp stepped through the gate and hadn't even gotten a foothold, a burly shelter guard suddenly swung his heavy iron shield, striking the imp on the head with tremendous force.
With a dull metallic clang, the little demon lost its balance, fell backward, dizzy and unable to get up.