Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game Chapter 2434 Failure

Chapter 2434 Failure

Whoosh!!
In the next moment, the guardian priest of the mausoleum spun rapidly in mid-air, transforming into a black phantom draped in a long robe.
Death God state!
Whoosh!
In the Death God state, Fang Heng's body directly pierced through the layers of massive bone spikes in front of him!
A thought flickered through Fang Heng's mind.
It was a peculiar state, quite different from entering a secondary space projection, but with some similarities. The Death God's form seemed to be impervious to physical dimensions, allowing him to swiftly pass through the densely packed bone domain.
The onlookers in the cave watched in silence as the passageway, entirely sealed by the white bones, fell into a brief stillness. They were on edge.
Blocked?
"Chi!!!"
In the next instant, a formless black figure emerged from among the tightly obstructing giant bone spikes.
The broad black robe obscured the figure, and its face was hidden beneath the hood, but the weapon revealed beneath the robe was strikingly apparent.
The Death God's scythe!
A necromancy instructor's pupils constricted, and he exclaimed, "Be careful! It's the Death God!"
"Whoosh!!!"
Fang Heng's figure instantly teleported a short distance, appearing in front of a 'soft target', and swung the Death God's scythe.
"Chi!!!"
[Hint: The player inflicted damage with the Death God's scythe, triggering a harvesting effect. This attack severely harmed the core of consciousness. The player gains commander-level Death God bloodline experience points +281.]
A fatal blow!
The player struck by the Death God's scythe quickly disintegrated into ashes.
"Don't panic! Eliminate him!"
Snapping back to reality, the people in the hall immediately counterattacked!
Almost everyone present was instructors or elites from the necromancy faction, many of whom were familiar with the Death God. They began casting spells to block Fang Heng's every offensive route.
In an instant, a dense web of soul chains began to entangle Fang Heng.
Trouble!
Fang Heng cursed inwardly.
The invaders' combat awareness was impressively high!
Their attacks were so well-targeted?
Even though he tried desperately to evade, he couldn't avoid the barrage of soul chains. After creating some chaos and claiming the lives of two players, he was ultimately brought down by the numerous heavy soul chains controlling him.
Just before Fang Heng's perception faded, Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo, true to their promise, led a group of mausoleum guardian priests into the stone chamber.
"Boss Fang! Rest assured and be reborn! We'll avenge you!"
...
Three moments later, in another stone chamber, the wills of the three men flowed into the revived mausoleum guardian priests.
"Phew! That feels great!"
Li Shaoqiang felt like shouting with exhilaration.
Even though his Death God state had lasted less than two minutes before he was defeated, the experience had been thrilling! He could clearly sense a qualitative leap in his own strength. It was incredible!
As long as he wasn't up against a monster like Mr. Fang, with his current power, he could easily retire comfortably in the Federation.
In contrast, Tan Shuo's mood was more somber. He glanced at Fang Heng nearby.
"Mr. Fang, things are looking grim."
"Hmm."
Fang Heng nodded slightly.
He had noticed the same thing.
In just under 10 minutes, despite dealing some effective damage to the enemy, the impact had been minimal. He had managed to eliminate only four enemies, which barely depleted the invaders' wave.
Even if their efficiency doubled, completing the mission in the remaining 30 minutes was nearly impossible.
If brute strength wasn't going to work, they needed a clever strategy.
But what kind of strategy?
Should they try to lure the invaders out of the cave?
Li Shaoqiang suggested, "What about trying to control the mausoleum guardian priests?"
"We've tried that," Tan Shuo replied, shaking his head. "We can consume mental strength to briefly control the mausoleum guardian priests, but we can only make them temporarily halt their actions and attacks. The individual intelligence of the guardians is too low. Even if we gather a wave of them, it's unlikely to be effective."
In fact, during the previous attack, Tan Shuo had attempted to control the mausoleum guardians collectively. The result was less than impressive; it was better than nothing, but not by much.
Fang Heng pondered for a moment and suddenly asked, "Everyone, what do you think the true identity of these invaders might be?"
Tan Shuo and Li Shaoqiang were momentarily stunned by the question. In their possessed state, everything they saw was obscured like it had been blurred with a thick mosaic, making it impossible for them to identify the invaders.
"According to what the death knight said, we are currently in the mausoleum of Empress Persephone, and these invaders are not new; they are cleared out each time they come..."
Tan Shuo analyzed Fang Heng's line of thought, "Empress Persephone is the ruler of the death realm. Therefore, it's highly likely that we are in the death realm, and the invaders could be other factions from the death realm."
"Hmm, I believe that's about right. At least from their appearance, they don't seem very different from humans," Fang Heng said, stroking his chin. "So I'm thinking of trying to communicate with them."
"Communicate?"
Li Shaoqiang was taken aback. He glanced at his own possessed body and then at the others, cautiously considering, "Are you sure we can communicate effectively in our current state?"
"Sometimes communication doesn't rely entirely on language."
Fang Heng replied, turning to Tan Shuo, "These invaders have been lingering around the mausoleum for a long time. They might be trying to forcefully memorize the ancient texts left by Empress Persephone. Tan Shuo, do you know what the most common script in the death realm is?"
Tan Shuo gazed confused and stated with a wry smile, "Mr. Fang, you overestimate me. I've never heard of it..."
"Alright then, we'll have to use the current common undead script. What's the most commonly used writing in the undead faction?"
"Ah, I know that. The common undead language evolved from ancient undead magical arrays. It has undergone many changes over generations to become the script used today."
"Good, we'll use that."
Fang Heng then raised his hand and lightly pointed at the stone floor of the chamber.
"Bang!!"
A stone slab on the floor was immediately lifted and floated towards them.
"Engrave the text onto it."
Was that even possible?
Li Shaoqiang glanced at the blurry floor and said, "Can the text written on it be seen clearly?"
"It's not for us, it's for the invaders."
Li Shaoqiang nodded, understanding the logic.
Tan Shuo smiled wryly and said, "Alright, I'll give it a try. Mr. Fang, what should I write?"
"Hmm, I'll dictate, and you can write."
"Got it!" Tan Shuo extended his finger and touched the stone slab. "Mr. Fang, you can begin now. I'm ready."