Silverwing Town, main gate wall.
The wall, which stood over ten meters tall, was now packed with players who had come to resist the Sacred Sculpture army. Yet as one player after another climbed onto the wall, each and every one of them was struck speechless by the sight before them.
A dense mass of Sacred Sculpture monsters stretched as far as the eye could see. The weakest among them were Level 110 Great Lords, while the strongest reached Level 122—and that seemingly endless tide of Sacred Sculpture monsters was slowly closing in around Silverwing Town, as though night itself were descending upon the land, plunging everyone into deep dread.
"Can we really hold out against this many Legendary-tier Sacred Sculpture monsters?"
Members of the various adventure teams on-site and the free players who had come to lend their support stared at the scene before them, hearts gripped by panic and despair.
Originally, with the three hundred thousand-plus players who had remained in Silverwing Town leveraging the town's defensive magic arrays, they had felt there was at least a fighting chance. After all, they only needed to figure out a way to pin down fifty to sixty thousand high-grade Great Lord-class Sacred Sculpture Destroyers.
But the number of Sacred Sculpture Destroyers that had now surged in not only exceeded a hundred thousand—there were also eight Legendary-tier Sacred Sculpture Devourers. At that point, all confidence had completely evaporated.
At this moment, forget the adventure team members and free players—even Undying Battle Heart and Phantomspeech on the wall felt their eyelids twitching.
"A hundred thousand-plus Sacred Sculpture Destroyers, eight Sacred Sculpture Devourers—these Sacred Sculpture monsters really think highly of us." Undying Battle Heart, now at Level 116, gazed at the eight colossal silhouettes surrounding Silverwing Town and couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
This time, in order to assist Zero Wing, War Spirit Undying had dispatched their guild's ace legion. They had even mobilized two Tier 4 summoning scrolls and over a hundred heavy crossbow carriages.
In their projections, factoring in Crimson Emperor and Zero Wing's reserves, holding Silverwing Town shouldn't have been a problem.
Yet he had still underestimated the power of these Sacred Sculpture monsters. Right now, forget the eight Sacred Sculpture Devourers—the hundred thousand-plus Sacred Sculpture Destroyers alone were enough to make anyone despair.
After all, against those high-grade Great Lord-class Sacred Sculpture Destroyers, ordinary Tier 3 experts were completely inadequate. It took several players working in tandem, combined with siege weaponry, just to keep those Sacred Sculpture Destroyers from attacking the defensive magic arrays and the wall.
As for the summoned Tier 4 Legendary monsters, they were effectively useless against tens of thousands of Sacred Sculpture Destroyers. The best they could do was hold a portion of the wall from under attack, reducing the defensive burden on the players.
Now that the Sacred Sculpture Devourers had arrived, even that small measure of relief was no longer possible…
Nearby, Phantomspeech also nodded, a complicated look flickering through her eyes.
"It seems all we can do is hold on for as long as we can…" Phantomspeech watched the Sacred Sculpture Devourers standing perfectly still a thousand yards away, directing the other Sacred Sculpture monsters, and felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Though she had some faith in Shi Feng, even he could not have anticipated a scene like this. In truth, not just Shi Feng—even the major superpowers could never have predicted that the Sacred Sculpture monsters' rate of growth would be this terrifying.
How much time had really passed? From the moment Crimson Emperor had learned of the birth of a Legendary Sacred Sculpture monster to now, it had been at most a single day—and yet eight more Sacred Sculpture Devourers had appeared.
Even if they could hold out against these Sacred Sculpture monsters for one day, they certainly wouldn't survive the second.
Just as everyone was sighing and sinking deeper into helplessness, a pillar of golden light suddenly rose from the forest in the distance beyond Silverwing Town. That beam shot straight into the sky, clearly visible even from several thousand yards away.
As the golden pillar of light appeared, the entire sky transformed into bright daylight. And as the dim sky turned to day, the mana throughout heaven and earth seemed to be drained away by some unseen force, growing thinner and thinner—so much so that even players with little sensitivity to mana could distinctly feel a growing discomfort.
"That is… the Soul-Destroying Sixfold Curse!" Phantomspeech stared at the pillar of magic rising in the distant sky, her expression turning more grave than it had ever been. "Have the people at Hand of Sacred Heart gone mad? They actually activated this Domain-Sealing Forbidden Spell!"
The Soul-Destroying Sixfold Curse was an ultra-rare domain-sealing magic array within the Divine Realm. It required the permanent sacrifice of over a thousand Level 100 Tier 2 magic-class players and a hundred Tier 3 magic-class players to activate—which was why no superpower had ever dared to use this particular domain-sealing array.
The reason was simple. This magic array could indeed seal off an entire region, causing mana to disperse and making it impossible for players to leave the area. Anyone who died within would suffer severe death penalties, and their souls would be weakened for fifteen days. But the consequences for the players who activated the array were even more dire.
Permanent death!