Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1965: Chapter 998: The Last Journey (End) (4)

Before the tidal wave of the undead army…

“Illusion!”

(Not a step back!)

“Wind!”

(Not a step back!)

Wild Wind grabbed two undead beast soldiers and swung his arms, creating an impenetrable barrier in front.

Xiao Qi and Luo Wanya moved like sharp arrows in formation, leading the elite of the Parent Association around.

Yet, just as they had slain a platoon of the undead army, an old Drama Master monster slipped through a gap, stabbing straight at Xiao Qi’s back.

Xiao Er leapt forward and tangled with the Drama Master monster’s corpse, but amidst the struggle, the old monster plunged a hand into his abdomen.

Xiao Qi and Luo Wanya returned and forced the old monster into pieces!

Xiao Qi brought Xiao Er back to the defense line, shouting at the top of his lungs, “Quick, apply the Chicken Blood Sprout to him… Save him fast!”

Xiao Er slowly lay in Xiao Qi’s arms and smiled, “For a penetrating wound, what use is Chicken Blood Sprout? Don’t waste it… Actually, thinking about meeting Xiao San and Xiao Liu, it’s not so scary.”

After speaking, Xiao Er closed his eyes.

The Parent Association Members were somewhat at a loss.

The undead army stretched as far as the eye could see, blocking out the sky, seemingly impossible to defeat.

Everyone knew that no matter how hard they fought, this war was certain to be lost.

“Xiao Qi, do we try again?” someone asked bitterly.

Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment: “The boss said to hold on, there’s still a glimmer of hope… Brothers, the boss just said it himself, hold on, there’s still a glimmer of hope!”

At this moment, a gap opened in the defense line where Xiao Er had been guarding.

Xiao Qi shouted, “Golden Family Members follow me, hold the line! Those not yet A-Class stay in the inner circle, if we die, then you fill the ranks! The wounded, line up with Chen Zhuoqu, today we’ll all die here together, underground we’ll drink together!”

Just then, someone shouted loudly, “Reinforcements!”

Luo Wanya wiped the sweat from his face, turned to look, and saw countless people appear on the ridge.

But in the next second, everyone froze; this wasn’t the glimmer of hope that Qing Chen promised, but absolute despair!

On the ridge, Parent Association Members and beast soldiers charged down the mountain together, hardly reinforcements, but rather the reanimated undead army from the A3 frontline!

The Parent Association can barely deal with the undead army here at A5, let alone elsewhere!

Even if Chen Zhuoqu developed a trump move on the spot, the Demigod Knight was already exhausted and heavily wounded!

Everyone fell into despair.

People say that before the dawn, there’s always a suffocating long night.

But this night is too dark, too long, endless.

Everyone began to doubt whether that dawn would ever come.

Facing the vast camp of the undead army, the Parent Association camp seemed smaller than small.

On the battleground, someone began to cry loudly: “Why, why can’t we kill them no matter what, why won’t the parents wake up, why are there no more reinforcements?! Why!”

The cry was heart-wrenching, the crier not really complaining, just unwilling that everyone gave so much yet couldn’t reach the end!

Seven thousand kilometers, cloud and moon, stopping here?!

This time, even Xiao Qi didn’t know how to encourage those fighting beside him.

However, Luo Wanya suddenly spoke, pointing at the crying family member, “Your dad is a gambler, you used to be a thief in District 3 of City 10, hiding from loan sharks; but when the rat tide came, you charged to the front line with a kitchen knife.”

Pointing at another person: “You, your dad beat your mum to death, you used to be lazy, but during the seven thousand kilometers, you’ve been helping others. When finding food, you gave it to women and sick people first, begrudged eating too much yourself.”

Luo Wanya shouted, “I, Luo Wanya, used to be a wanderer, always seem to be running for my life, but now I’m standing here fighting alongside you. The world isn’t fair, we can’t choose what family we’re born into, we can’t choose our early fate, but we can choose when to change, how to die.”

“Though failure may define our lives, we can choose the manner of our failure.”

“I never believe the night is endless, for the torch is right in our own hands.”

The Parent Association Members slowly stopped crying, stubbornly wiped away their tears, regaining composure.

Luo Wanya no longer hid behind giants, but stepped onto the frontline, outside the defense, yelling, “Kill!”

This time, they no longer hesitated but charged out valiantly and fearlessly!

Don’t beg for a savior anymore.

This is our own war.

…

…

At that moment, snow began to fall from the sky.

Snowflakes drifted under the polar night sky, complementing the aurora like ribbons in the sky.

Xiao Wu looked at the Great Snow, a bit entranced: “So beautiful, it’s a pity Xiao Er didn’t see it. Watching an aurora and snow before dying, seems nice too.”

The undead army had already charged down the slope, mixed with new undead forces, beast soldiers, Parent Association Members, and giant corpses; those four thousand giants, controlled by the Wand of the Dead, became a true trump card.

Amid despair and anger, a distant, ancient whistle sounded.