Chapter 340: The Overall Situation Is Decided.

Despite the vast distance, the aftermath of that Sword Intent that split heaven and earth still made countless Professionals at the west city gate tremble in their hearts.

Immediately following was a piercing dragon roar that split the clouds and stones, filled with endless reluctance.

The violent tremor made the earth beneath their feet shake as well.

Afterwards, everything returned to dead silence.

However, that terrifying coercion lingering above the east city gate, heavy as a mountain and suffocating everyone, had vanished.

It was as if the heavy boulder hanging in their chests had suddenly shattered.

"What… is the situation over at the east city gate?"

A warrior guessed quietly, his voice carrying a somewhat uncertain tremble.

"Could that Purgatory Flame Dragon… have been killed?"

"That's impossible, right? That's a level 50 Hell-level BOSS!"

Another person immediately retorted, but his tone was far from as firm as his words.

"What's impossible about it! With those big shots from the Eternal Night Guild around, nothing is impossible!"

A veteran Professional grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth stained red with blood.

"I honestly fucking submit now!"

"If it weren't for the Eternal Night Guild, our Donghai City probably would have met the same fate as Simon City long ago!"

"Hold your ground! I'll fly over and take a look!"

A scout Professional with flight capabilities mustered up his courage, flapped the wings on his back, and soared into the sky.

He flew carefully in the direction of the east city gate.

The next second, he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

That urban area, which had long since turned into ruins, now had a terrifying huge pit hundreds of meters in diameter.

Inside the giant pit, a massive headless Dragon corpse lay quietly, with arcs of lightning that had not yet dissipated lingering on its body.

And that ferocious dragon head, the size of a house, had fallen onto the ruins a hundred meters away.

Dragon blood, like magma, ignited raging flames that soared into the sky, almost burning half the horizon red.

Those huge dragon eyes were wide open, containing the final shock and reluctance.

Clearly, it was dead beyond dead.

The scout Professional's mind went completely blank instantly.

That Hell-level BOSS… was really dead?

They… really killed a Hell-level BOSS?

After a brief moment of daze, an indescribable wild joy, like a volcanic eruption, instantly overwhelmed all his sanity!

"We won!"

"We won!!!"

He strained his throat and let out a roar that was raspy to the extreme!

At this moment, on the edge of the distant giant pit, that upright figure standing with a sword appeared so towering in his eyes.

Like a deity.

Soon, this earth-shattering news seemed to grow wings and quickly spread across the entire west city gate defense line.

"Dead! That Hell-level BOSS at the east city gate is dead!"

"Vice Guild Leader Yasuo of the Eternal Night Guild slaughtered it with a single sword!"

After a brief silence, the entire defense line erupted with a bang!

For all the Professionals still holding their ground, this news was undoubtedly a shot in the arm.

In the eyes of many people, a Hell-level BOSS was powerful.

An invincible existence.

As long as they encountered one, death was the only thing facing them.

Any resistance was futile.

But those guys from the Eternal Night Guild…

actually slaughtered Hell-level BOSS after Hell-level BOSS right in front of them!

Refreshing everyone's perception over and over again.

Someone covered in injuries pointed at the sky and laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha!"

"Another one killed! Another fucking Hell-level BOSS killed!"

Listening to the mountainous and oceanic cheers by his ear, Li Gang's face, which was always filled with fatigue and heaviness, finally revealed a trace of a heartfelt smile.

He suddenly raised his arm and swung it, shouting with all his strength,

"Brothers! Push harder!"

"This time! Our Donghai City will definitely be able to hold out!"

"Endure through tonight, and it will be dawn!"

Back then, the million soldiers and civilians of Simon City fell right before dawn.

And their Donghai City seemed to really be able to see the dawn!

…

On the other side.

Watching Yasuo successfully kill the Purgatory Flame Dragon, Zhou Huai also secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Now, of the three Hell-level BOSSes, one had already been resolved.

Next was that slippery Rock Spirit Giant Serpent that burrowed underground and didn't know where it ran off to.

Moria's HP was still continuously dropping at a rate of one point per second.

However, he could still hold on for a bit longer.

It was enough.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Huai quickly gave new instructions to Yasuo and Moria through his consciousness.

Taking Xiang Yu as the coordinates, find the location of the Rock Spirit Giant Serpent and slaughter it!

As for that Zerg Hell-level BOSS at the north city gate that had never shown its face…

Through the sensory connection with Gandalf.

Just at the moment when the Heaven-Suppressing Seal released its energy.

The Insect Tide army in the direction of the north city gate began to retreat rapidly like frightened rabbits.

Clearly, that BOSS hiding in the dark was also frightened out of its wits by the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Seal.

Having Gandalf guard there shouldn't be much of a problem.

After finishing all this, Zhou Huai finally returned his consciousness to his main body.

Suddenly, a strong sense of fatigue, like a breached flood, instantly completely overwhelmed Zhou Huai's consciousness.

He didn't even have time to think about other issues.

And directly fell into a coma.

Not long after.

Inside that secluded bedroom in the Ye Family Manor.

Zhou Huai, who was originally sleeping on the bed, trembled violently!

His complexion quickly turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, without a trace of blood.

Above his forehead, bean-sized cold sweat oozed out crazily, instantly soaking the hair at his temples.

His body trembled violently out of control, as if he were enduring some unspeakable terrifying torture.

"Creak—"

The bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Uncle Fu walked in holding a bowl of freshly brewed ginseng soup.

He originally wanted the young master to be able to drink hot soup at the first moment after waking up to nourish his body.

But when he saw Zhou Huai's painful appearance on the bed, the tray in his hand dropped to the ground with a crisp "clatter"!

The scalding ginseng soup spilled all over the floor, and the sound of the porcelain bowl shattering appeared particularly jarring in the quiet room.

"Young Master!"

Uncle Fu's face turned pale instantly, and with an exclamation, he rushed over in three steps as two.

He stretched out those hands full of wrinkles and calluses, trembling as he reached towards Zhou Huai's forehead.

Scalding!

Scorchingly frightening!

"Young Master! Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Uncle Fu's voice carried a crying tone, so anxious that his tears were almost about to fall.

"Wake up! Please don't scare this old servant!"