Chapter 159: The End of the War

Shi Changdong’s death signaled the failure of this assault. Seeing Shi Changdong die, many Elite Disciples lost heart. Taking advantage of the chaos, they jumped into Sweetwater Lake to flee.

The four Guardian Beasts roared continuously around Sweetwater Lake, pursuing all living creatures except Xu Feng. For a time, blood was everywhere, and it was difficult to find a single intact corpse.

“We surrender, we surrender, we surrender!” A middle-aged man who looked quite shrewd knelt on the ground, raised his hands above his head, and shouted loudly.

The other disciples showed expressions of despair. Many stopped attacking and stood motionless where they were.

Pointless killing was meaningless. Xu Feng smiled slightly.

“Gather those who do not resist. Kill those who do!” Xu Feng mentally commanded the Flood Dragon and the three Dragon Turtles.

“Roar~”

The four giant beasts slowly herded the remaining people together using their bodies. If there was even slight resistance, a blast of Dragon Breath shot out.

Looking at the numbers, there were roughly over four hundred people left. Most were melee classes, with very few ranged classes. During the battle, the Flood Dragon and Dragon Turtles intentionally targeted the low-defense ranged classes first. The ranged classes who could still stand here were the stronger ones with many survival skills.

“Surrender, or die!” Xu Feng said indifferently. His Flying Sword shrank to three inches long, swimming around him like a fish.

“We surrender, we surrender, we surrender!” Most people shouted at the top of their lungs, their faces filled with terror.

“Sign the slave contract, and I will spare your lives. Otherwise, die!” Xu Feng sneered.

Signing a slave contract could sometimes be more miserable than death. But to survive, many were still willing.

“Impossible! We are all compatriots, all Huaxia people. How can you make us sign slave contracts…” A burly man roared angrily.

Xu Feng waved his hand. The Flying Sword drew an arc, sweeping past the burly man’s neck.

A spray of blood erupted. The burly man collapsed weakly, entering a Near-Death State.

Roar~

The Flood Dragon roared loudly, stretched its head out, clamped its jaws on the burly man, tore him apart, and swallowed him. Seeing that Elite Disciple not even leaving a complete corpse, the remaining people fell into silence.

Soon, one person began to swear an oath, willing to become Xu Feng’s slave.

A golden light appeared, twisting and coiling in mid-air as if weaving something. Quickly, a golden symbol the size of a fingernail formed. With a swoosh, it flew toward the person who had sworn the oath.

Sizzle~

The golden symbol imprinted on the person’s forehead like a branding iron. A wisp of green smoke rose as the symbol carved deeply into the flesh. The surrounding skin turned slightly yellow and charred.

This symbol was an ancient Divine Script character: Slave.

“Ah~” The man let out a pained scream, his whole body drenched in sweat. He knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands.

In the unseen ether, a special power seemed to shackle his body and spirit, sinking him into eternal servitude.

“Stand aside,” Xu Feng said.

The man struggled to his feet and walked behind Xu Feng. Like a walking corpse, his face was full of sorrow. From then on, he no longer belonged to himself.

The power of example is endless. Many others began to swear oaths, voluntarily becoming Xu Feng’s slaves. Such oaths, before the apocalypse, would have been worthless. But now, with Earth’s Will acting as enforcer, no oath could be made lightly. If one promised to become a slave, a slave symbol would imprint on their body.

Out of over four hundred people, seventy or eighty preferred death over slavery. Xu Feng naturally granted their wish.

Now, Xu Feng had three hundred seventy-eight Three-Star slaves. This was war. The victor takes all; the loser loses everything, even their soul.

System: The siege of Village of Sacrifice has ended. Thunder Martial Hall has failed!

System: War victory! You have obtained 8,400 War Merit!

“With this War Merit, I can upgrade the camp again,” Xu Feng said, smiling.

Currently, Village of Sacrifice was a Level 1 Township. After this war, it could be upgraded to a Level 2 Township. A few more times, and it would soon become a City-level Camp.

“Damn it!” In the Thunder Martial Hall branch, the old man sitting in the main seat slammed his fist on the table. The obsidian tabletop cracked.

“We failed!”

“Thirteen hundred people couldn’t even take down a small village. How ridiculous!”

“Shi Changdong betrayed our trust!”

…

The meeting room buzzed with discussion, but the Hall Master and Deputy Hall Master, Sun Lei and Xie Jing, remained silent. Right now, they weren’t the ones in charge.

…

After the war ended, Xu Feng first repaired the damaged fence. Then, he used the War Merit to upgrade the camp once more. After that, he summoned his Skeletal Warhorse and rode toward Nuwa Town.

When he was about ten li away from Nuwa Town, the ground suddenly shook violently, as if there was an earthquake. A tremendous aura rose from Nuwa Town. Xu Feng seemed to hear the agonized cries of thousands of monsters.

When Xu Feng arrived at the entrance of Nuwa Town, he found it completely transformed.

The original Light Gate entrance had become a wide city gate, about seven or eight meters across and over ten meters high. Thick bars were hoisted high. On either side of the gate stood watchtowers mounted with huge crossbows. Arm-thick crossbow bolts gleamed with a dark, cold light, aimed straight ahead from the gate.

Entering the gate, a long, broad passage stretched out before him. Every few steps, an oil lamp blazing fiercely on the wall illuminated the entire passage.

If the passage had been this wide back when Xu Feng completed his quest, he definitely couldn’ have blocked and hunted the monsters one by one with just a few people.

Now, the passage could accommodate four carriages side by side.

Nuwa Town itself had undergone earth-shaking changes. Its area had expanded more than tenfold. Countless soldiers in armor were gathering the corpses of the invading monsters, carrying them to specific areas for disassembly and material collection.

Many surviving humans wore expressions of terror, their clothes stained with blood. Some were weeping loudly, while others were laughing hysterically at the sky as if gone mad.

“B-Boss!”

Xu Feng looked up. Li Min walked toward him, her face pale.

Originally an ordinary person, Li Min had now reached One Star.

“Is the siege over?” Xu Feng asked.

“It’s over. It was too horrible,” Li Min said, shaking her head. “Monsters were everywhere. So many people died. Over a dozen NPCs from our shop died. The monsters had already broken into the mayor’s office. The Health Points of the Camp Stone were down to half. Everyone had given up hope. But in the end, a mysterious power killed all the attacking monsters.”

Xu Feng had guessed the outcome, but not the process. He originally thought it would be an easy task to latch onto a powerful ally, but he hadn’t expected such heavy casualties.

If Earth’s Will hadn’t intervened at the last moment, this camp would likely have been overrun by hordes of monsters.