Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages Chapter 203 – 203 Finale

203 Finale

Their limbs intertwined and struggled. A white bone head squeezed out of the zombie’s rotting stomach. Four to five thigh bones in all directions gathered together like blooming flowers.

It was too disgusting.

The corners of Fang Ping’s mouth twitched. This was too much of a drop in his sanity value. It was a complete visual pollution.

The level of the Undead soldiers was not high. Most of them were Normal and Excellent. One arrow could kill them instantly, but it took time.

As long as they were not killed by the Holy Light, skeletons would revive, zombies would revive, and ghosts would revive.

The sea of Undead did not just mean that there were a lot of them at the beginning. Moreover, they could not be killed.

Fang Ping’s team watched from afar. The threat of the Death Curse made them not dare to approach.

The Undead followed the light circle of the Sacred Zone and moved to the two sides.

The steps of the Melee Undead were blocked by the Sanctuary, but the long-range attacks did not stop. Cold Spirits, Terrifying Spirits, Skeleton Spearmen, Elemental Bullets, and Spears smashed over densely.

Burn, Fireball, Ring of Ice, Poison Mist, Lightning Strike, Instant Strike, Split…

Fang Ping watched as the soldiers in front of him were overwhelmed by all kinds of attacks. He could not help but feel worried.

Could they really win?

It should be possible. After all, the three Legendary figures had yet to attack.

Teacher Elsa stood in front of the team and had no intention of playing.

Since they were so calm, they should be fine.

After all, their lives were in their hands. Everyone would be very cautious.

Archbishop Fao walked to the middle of the Vatican’s team. She was not tall, but she was especially eye-catching.

Chen Long stood at the side and said, “The Undead’s luck is also bad. They probably didn’t expect that the Vatican was also here. Moreover, Archbishop Fao even brought the Book of Revelation. A Holy Nova. This is the true nemesis of the Undead.”

“Holy Nova?”

Chen Long nodded. “The characteristic of the Book of Revelation, Sacred Nova. It attacks all enemies within a ten-meter radius. The damage dealt cannot be reduced. The target killed cannot activate the ability Rebirth, Resurrection, or Skeleton.”

“Large-scale Holy damage.”

“That’s right. There are only a handful of people in the Vatican who can use the Book of Revelation. She is one of them. However, it’s said that the cost of using the Book of Revelation is not low.”

As Chen Long spoke, Archbishop Fao had already opened the book. It was blocked by the crowd, so Fang Ping did not see it, but the dazzling golden light in the book had already burst out.

Immediately after, a semi-transparent circle of light rippled like water.

The Undead that had piled up into a high wall stuck to the outer edge of the Sacred Zone. After being touched by the halo, they were like dominoes that had been knocked down. The high wall disintegrated, and a large number of bones separated. They dismembered independent parts and fell to the ground.

The circle of light continued to spread out. Some of the Undead it touched were still running, but they immediately scattered into a pile of broken bones.

Some spirits simply disappeared.

After this circle of light passed, the dense Undead became sparse. At least hundreds of Undead and summoned creatures were eliminated.

The low-level Undead all disappeared.

The Level 3 and 4 Undead were still around, but they had lost their numerical advantage. The outcome of the subsequent battle could be foreseen.

The Vatican’s profession itself was a counter to them.

The highest level of the Undead team was only at the Class 4 Epic grade. There were no Legendary experts. With the Vatican holding the fort, the threat they brought was not as great as wild beasts.

They would stay where they were and wait for the Undead to come and die. The holy light of the combat Nun would eliminate everything Undead wherever it pointed.

The Undead had no intention of escaping. Even though they knew that they were going to die, they still rushed forward until the last ghost dissipated.

All of them were wiped out.

A glorious victory.

Corpses of the Undead covered the ground. A portion of the hot spring river that reached his calves was directly filled. Water flowed to the riverbank, and the smell was even more pungent.

Fang Ping jumped down from the carriage and hung from the beam. His hands were numb from gripping it.

The Machete City guards were cleaning up the battlefield while Fang Ping’s team rested on the spot.

This battle was a little anticlimactic and ended very quickly.

Most importantly, it was targeted by the characteristic Holy Nova. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome to deal with so many Undead. It would be even more difficult to reduce the casualties.

Fang Ping sat a little further away, watching Qing Niao and the others search for sulfur grass by the river, waiting for the team to set off.

The eldest princess, Sif, came out of the carriage and was talking to Archbishop Fao.

The target of the Lightning Strike just now was the Vatican. Perhaps it was because Sif was too far away.

Fang Ping still felt strange.

These Undead were a group of suicide squads. They knew that they were going to die, but they did not think of a way. Wouldn’t it be good to attack from the front and use the Lightning Strike Spell to strike the carriage from the side?

The Undead were a race, not fools.

Looking at the two women who were chatting and laughing, these two were not simple.

…

This was Beck’s long-awaited visit to the Silver Heron team.

Ever since the Second Young Master went out and left the Silver Heron Team, Beck had not come for a long time.

The Black Tiger Gang had recently hunted a few Normal Long-haired Demon Cows. These were good leather for making armor. Beck took them and handed them to Hedge. They were all the future hope of the Black Tiger Gang.

No, it couldn’t be said that way. In order to protect ordinary people, the City Defense Army had killed a few Long-haired Demon Cows that were causing trouble near the Elf City to ensure the safety of the people. The leather had been damaged by the swords and couldn’t be used. It had been thrown away.

In any case, no one would really investigate carefully.

“Beck, why are you here in person?”

Beck stood at the door of 122 Flower Garden and looked into the courtyard. The grass was long and a little messy, and the leaves were yellowing. He heard a sound behind him. It was Hedge.

“Just get someone to bring it over. Why did you specially make a trip?”

Beck handed over the few pieces of cowhide in his hand. “I’m on leave today. I happened to be here to collect protection fees, so I brought them over to you.”

“Thank you, Brother Beck. It’s so big. I should be able to make two sets of Normal-level leather armor.”

“How’s your current strength?”

Speaking of this, Hedge had a confident smile on his face. “I already have more than 700 energy points and my Smite has been upgraded to Excellent grade. I estimate that in two months, I will be able to advance to a Class 2 Warrior.”

Beck nodded. “Four and a half, close to five months. You’re faster than I was back then.”

“I was just lucky to meet Ivan. The team provided more resources this year. Otherwise, it would have taken at least half a year.”

“Ok.”

Beck looked back at the yard. The clutter made him uncomfortable.

He wanted to ask Hedge to find someone to trim it, but he thought about it and didn’t say anything.

Second Young Master would be unhappy.

The team set off along the hot spring river. By the roadside, bones and rotten meat piled up into small mountains.

Fang Ping used two small strips of cloth to cover his nose. Skeletons and spirits did not smell, but zombies really did stink.

The pungent smell mixed with the high temperature emitted by the hot spring river and achieved the compounding smell effect.

Moreover, the temperature here was so high that Fang Ping could not even imagine what it would taste like when they rotted and fermented again.

It was a proper biochemical weapon.

As the team moved forward, the hot spring river flowed for a few kilometers. The number of springs and tributaries that converged decreased, and the pungent smell slowly faded.

Qing Niao walked back in disappointment.

“There’s no more sulfur grass here. What a pity. I’ve only picked five. Ya Bo is better. He picked a dozen.”

There was a small river at the side that flowed horizontally and intersected with the hot spring river. The two small rivers turned into a slightly larger river.

Fang Ping stretched out his hand and tested it. The river water was icy cold, and the enthusiasm in front of him had been exhausted.

The temperature here was a little colder than before. The surrounding trees became sparse. As far as the eye could see, there was a vast yellow-green grassland. Rivers flowed down the grassland.

He turned around and looked at the Snowy Mountain behind him. The tall mountain peak stood on the horizon, but he still could not see the panorama.

It blocked the cold wind from Goby Highlands. On both sides of the mountain, there were two worlds.

He did not know how high the Snowy Mountain was. If there was a chance in the future, he had to come back and take a look.

The terrain was getting slower and slower. It should be about time to go down the mountain.

The team kept walking along the river. On one hand, the land was flat and easy to walk on. On the other hand, it was an additional meal.

The probability of encountering Magical Beasts around the river was higher than elsewhere.

The total number of people in the team was close to 500. The daily consumption of meat was huge. Under normal circumstances, the Magical Beast meat would be given priority to the commanders, captains, and Fang Ping’s team in the army.

Fang Ping’s team had always been specially taken care of. To most soldiers, Fang Ping’s team represented hope.

They were basically all Class 3, but the probability of them advancing to Class 4 Epic-ranked Professionals was minimal. Therefore, they were more willing to leave their hopes to Fang Ping’s team.

Fang Ping and the others escorted the Elf Princess. Along the way, there were all kinds of potions and tools. There was no danger like before. They passed through Snowy Mountain and returned to the Forest of Elves.

Fang Ping and the others also received the reward for this mission.

Fang Ping and Moon Bell received this remuneration and lived a blissful life, traveling through thousands of worlds.

(End)