E-class is the Weakest? My Clones are All God-level!

Chapter 66: Success doesn’t have to be mine!

E-class is the Weakest? My Clones are All God-level!

Chapter 66: Success doesn’t have to be mine!

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"Well done!"

As the Geomantic Necro King's ugly and massive figure was violently smashed out of the ground, Chairman Sun, standing on the city wall, for the first time shouted out in an uncharacteristic manner.

Zhang Chiming, beside him, was so shocked he couldn't close his mouth.

"This... how was this done?"

He muttered to himself, his face filled with bewilderment.

"They actually... really managed to dig out that BOSS hidden underground!"

Chairman Sun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, his eyes gleaming with a shrewd light.

"It's that swordsman."

"The white-robed mage's companion."

"He found the BOSS's exact location!"

A look of wild joy finally bloomed on Zhang Chiming's face, and he forcefully slapped the crenellation of the city wall.

"Good! Excellent!"

"I wonder where these two heroes came from!"

"Once this beast tide is over, I will personally request commendations for them!"

Chairman Sun's eyes returned to their usual calm, but his deep gaze remained fixed on the two figures on the battlefield below, as if contemplating something.

At this moment, the Battle Intent on the battlefield below had reached its peak.

The Geomantic Necro King, blasted out of the ground, was like a turtle with its shell flipped over, losing the earth as its most solid barrier.

It appeared extremely vulnerable.

"Kill it!"

"Now!"

Dozens of professionals roared, transforming their accumulated anger and hatred into the most violent attacks, unleashing them.

"Flame Storm!"

A mage raised his staff, and a scorching tornado rose from the ground, fiercely tearing at the BOSS's body.

"Holy Light Judgment!"

A paladin, bathed in golden light, brought down a massive light sword from the sky, striking the BOSS and causing black smoke to billow.

Berserkers' great axes, assassins' daggers, archers' arrow rain...

Countless skills, like a tide, bombarded the Geomantic Necro King's body wave after wave.

Its already dwindling health bar rapidly bottomed out at a visible speed.

"The final blow is mine!"

A berserker, covered in blood, roared and leaped high, his great axe glowing with a bloody flame, about to unleash his ultimate skill.

But at this moment!

"Roar—!"

The dying Geomantic Necro King suddenly let out a sharp shriek.

Rip!

A thick vine suddenly burst from beneath it, firmly binding a figure at an incredible speed and lifting him high!

All the professionals who were about to cast skills suddenly froze, stopping their actions, their brows furrowed.

The figure held high by the vine was none other than Yasuo, who had just dived underground to force out the BOSS's location!

No matter how agile Yasuo's movements were, being deep underground left him no space to dodge.

After completing a burst of attacks, he was tightly entangled by countless tiny roots from the BOSS, unable to move.

At this moment, he had become the BOSS's bargaining chip to threaten everyone.

The Geomantic Necro King held Yasuo high in front of him, its three huge eyes staring intently at the people below, as if announcing with its actions:

Whoever dared to attack again, it would drag that human down with it!

Zhou Huai sneered when he saw this scene.

This BOSS's intelligence was indeed far beyond that of ordinary beasts.

It even knew how to take hostages.

However...

Threatening me with my Clone?

Do you really think I'm afraid?

If he dies, he'll be a good man again in twenty-four hours.

He immediately controlled Gandalf and shouted at the surrounding professionals.

"Everyone! Don't stop!"

"Kill this BOSS first!"

However, the professionals attacking the BOSS hesitated.

They looked at the swordsman held high by the vine, covered in blood yet still with cold eyes, and their faces showed reluctance and struggle.

Although they didn't know this brother's name.

It was he who, despite the danger to himself, lured out this cunning BOSS, giving them hope of killing it.

Now, were they to sacrifice him to kill the BOSS?

This made many present feel unwilling.

Seeing the hesitation of those around him, Zhou Huai grew anxious.

He could clearly feel that the terrifying wound on the Geomantic Necro King's body was slowly beginning to heal.

It was stalling for time!

Once it recovered some strength, it would undoubtedly burrow back underground without hesitation!

At that point, finding it again would be as difficult as ascending to heaven!

"If you don't act, I will!"

Zhou Huai steeled himself, unhesitatingly controlling Gandalf to raise his staff, and a chilling cold began to condense.

"Forbidden Spell: Thousand-Mile Ice Seal!"

However, he had only chanted half the spell when a rough large hand suddenly pressed down on his staff, forcibly interrupting his casting.

"Brother! Don't be rash!"

A burly middle-aged man rushed in front of him, advising him with an anxious expression.

"Give us some time!"

"We... we'll think of another way! We can definitely save that brother!"

"Right! We can't abandon any comrade!"

"He's a hero! How can we just watch him die!"

Others also chimed in.

Zhou Huai was so angry he wanted to swear.

These people are absolutely crazy!

By the time you figure out a way to save Yasuo, this BOSS will have long vanished!

In fact, this was not about right or wrong.

It was just that Zhou Huai and these professionals viewed the problem from completely different angles.

In the eyes of these battle-hardened professionals.

Whether it was Gandalf or the captured swordsman Yasuo.

The strength they displayed showed extraordinary potential.

Given time, they would definitely grow into pillars of the Great ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) Xia Country, top powerhouses capable of changing the future course of battle.

Compared to this BOSS, Yasuo's value was clearly higher.

This was the real reason for their hesitation.

Just then, Zhou Huai's eyes suddenly moved.

He instantly switched his consciousness.

...

Yasuo, held high by the vine, slowly raised his head.

He looked at the figures below who were hesitating, even arguing, because of him, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

The next second, he used all his strength to let out a thunderous roar.

"Brothers! Hurry and act!"

His voice was impassioned, echoing across the chaotic battlefield.

"What are you still hesitating for?!"

"Are you going to let this beast escape?!"

"Think of the comrades who died under its vines! Think of the destroyed magic-powered cannons!"

"Are their sacrifices going to be in vain?!"

He took a deep breath, a resolute smile in his voice.

"I'm not afraid to die!"

"To fight alongside you all, I have no regrets dying!"

"Success, need not be mine!"

"All of you... get to work!"

"Roar—!"

The Geomantic Necro King seemed to understand the resolve in these words and felt the rekindled killing intent from the crowd below.

It was enraged!

It let out a furious shriek, the vine binding Yasuo suddenly tightened, and then... it violently tore him in half!

Rip—!

A sickening sound of flesh tearing erupted.

Yasuo's body was forcibly torn into two halves!

Blood rained down from the sky.

This scene deeply pained the eyes of everyone present.

"No—!"

"Brother!"

All the attacking professionals' eyes instantly turned red.

Endless grief and indignation, at this moment, transformed into the purest power.

"Ahhh! Beast! I'll kill you!"

The berserker who had acted first let out a heart-wrenching roar, his blood-colored great axe, with an indomitable Aura, fiercely struck the Geomantic Necro King's eye!

"Avenge the hero!"

"Die!"

Countless powerful skills erupted simultaneously at this moment.

All the light converged into a destructive torrent, completely engulfing the Geomantic Necro King's massive body.

It didn't even have time to let out a whimper before its last sliver of health was completely wiped out!

With the death of the Geomantic Necro King, the wildly spreading dark green vines on the towering city walls seemed to instantly lose all vitality, rapidly withered, turned to dust, and peeled off the wall.

Zhang Chiming, with bloodshot eyes, watched this scene, then suddenly drew the longsword from his waist and pointed it at the endless beast tide below.

"City Guard, heed my command!"

"Immediately replace the core magic crystals of the magic-powered cannons!"

His voice, hoarse from extreme anger, carried an undeniable resolve.

"I will tear those bastard beasts... all to shreds!"

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