Chapter 141: The Voice Finally Stopped!

Under the attack of the laser weapons, the sortie squads hurriedly fled back into the city.
However, they also left behind a few corpses.
Yet soon, those left-behind corpses turned into individual skeletons, joining the undead army.
Lin Mu was not too surprised by this.
Necromancers, after all, weren't they just people who played with corpses?
"Keep an eye on things yourselves. Start the bombardment when the time comes, and just wear them down like this."
"But they surely have plenty of food, and there are escape tunnels as well."
Shuyi was not optimistic about this battle plan.
This was not ancient times, but an alien planet.
Lin Mu shook his head: "Don't worry, I've already told those twenty people to search the surrounding area for tunnels."
If he were to rely on his own people to find the tunnels, it would be extremely difficult.
But leaving this task to the necromancers made things simpler than ever.
Places that over a hundred people couldn't find, surely hundreds of thousands of undead could.
At that time, they would only need Lucia to fill that place with her undead, and it wouldn't be long before a swarm of undead appeared inside.
On the third day, the passage leading to the city was found, though things were slightly troublesome.
"Captain, the passage has been found, but there is an iron gate inside, and the undead cannot get through."
Lin Mu raised an eyebrow. These people were truly cautious, actually installing a heavy gate inside.
This was the first time he had encountered a gate installed within a passage.
"Can you summon undead on the other side of that door?"
Lucia nodded: "That should be possible. The opponents are using that kind of barred gate; it shouldn't be a big problem."
"Then send a bunch more over to them."
In the distant city, the four city leaders sat together, wearing troubled expressions.
"Have you found their people?"
"We can't even get out, how are we supposed to look? Right now, we only know the enemy are necromancers; we have no idea how many there are."
"Judging by the constantly growing scale, the enemy has at least fifty people. Which mega-city's people have come out this time?"
A muscular man shook his head: "I don't think they're from a mega-city. I think people from the City of Legends have come out."
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
The City of Legends—how could people from that place ever come out?
"That shouldn't be right. If you live in the City of Legends for fifty years, you can return to your own planet. Why would they come out? Wouldn't all their previous efforts be ruined?" a blonde man asked, looking puzzled.
The muscular man glanced at the blonde man: "Hill, that's just a legend. No one actually knows if you can really return to your planet. Don't get brainwashed. With those fifty years of time, you'd be better off focusing on survival."
"Kolodo, are your brains made of muscle? If they couldn't return to their own planet, why would they go looking for the City of Legends in the first place?"
Kolodo crossed his arms, clearly unwilling to continue communicating with the blonde man Hill.
"You two, that's enough. Quickly think about what to do next. If they keep this up, although they might not kill us, we'll collapse sooner or later from a lack of proper rest every day."
Three waves of shelling a day, sometimes even five waves—how were they supposed to sleep?
Especially in the middle of the night, the intervals were even shorter.
And recently, the enemy had become even more brutal, launching ten waves of shelling a day!
Especially those old-fashioned gunpowder cannons; the damage wasn't huge, but the sound could envelop the entire city.
"How are we supposed to find them? Where are we supposed to look for so many undead? The only thing we know right now is that the enemy has a technological faction, and we know nothing else."
Kolodo furrowed his brow: "Logically speaking, a technological faction and necromancers shouldn't be able to work together."
No matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't figure out why this was happening.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Another round of artillery fire echoed. The four men merely glanced up and paid it no further attention.
After all, they were already used to it.
"In that case, let's send a squad out tonight to take a look."
"Why don't we just retreat? Sending a squad out is as good as sending them to their deaths, and it's not like we haven't tried that."
Everyone sighed in unison. Why on earth had they encountered such a menace?
Since you have weapons, can't you fight us head-on?
You just sit in the back and potshot us every day.
As for drones and a whole series of other reconnaissance methods, they were shot down the moment they were launched.
The enemy seemed to have an auto-lock feature; the second something was discovered, it was immediately shot down, and not a single one could get out.
Right now, they were blind and deaf. Apart from hiding here, they couldn't do a thing.
...
Time passed day by day, and the passages were already swarming with undead.
"Captain, there are nearly thousands of undead gathered in the passage inside. Should we go out?"
"Send them out at night, and don't let anyone notice. If possible, destroy their formation."
"Understood."
Once the defensive formation was activated, the entire setup could not be dismantled, but the mysterious elements placed within it could be removed.
This was Lin Mu's ultimate goal; everything else was just a smoke screen.
This way, he could acquire a brand-new large-scale formation while also obtaining the enemy's mysterious elements, achieving two goals at once.
If he initiated a relentless bombardment mode, the enemy would inevitably put up a desperate resistance.
That night, Kolodo was called out of his room.
"Kolodo, listen! There's no sound! There hasn't been a sound for four hours!"
Hill exclaimed with excitement.
Kolodo looked upward with a puzzled expression; indeed, it seemed the noise had stopped.
"The enemy must have run out of resources. It seems they're nothing special after all."
"Not only that, the skeletons around are scattering in all directions. They must have given up on this place."
Kolodo looked at Hill: "Have the drones been sent out?"
Hill nodded and then shook his head: "Although the enemy has run out of artillery shells, they still have anti-air equipment. The drones simply cannot get close."
"Alright, we still need to be careful tonight. Tell everyone to hold on for a few more days."
Yet, amidst such a quiet night, everyone was already at their breaking point.
Guards leaned against walls and fell asleep. The four guards responsible for protecting the defensive array looked at their sleeping comrades with bloodshot eyes.
"Captain, why don't we get some sleep too?"
"We shouldn't, right? We're supposed to guard the defensive formation."
"Captain, this is just a formality for us anyway. Who's going to mess with the array for no reason? Captain, I haven't had a good night's sleep in ages. What if they start shelling again tomorrow? Let's just sleep."
The guard captain hesitated for a moment and nodded.
The four guards sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning directly against the pool behind them, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Faced with such a peaceful environment, people who had suffered relentless torment truly could not refuse the temptation of a good night's sleep.
Splash, splash.
The passage gates opened, and one skeleton after another slowly stepped out.
The green soul fire burning within their skulls flickered continuously as their target lay right ahead.