Chapter 105: Storming the City, Fierce Battle with the Forest King

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Yang Feng followed closely behind, unleashing his skill.

Skill: Fireball!

Boom!

With a thunderous explosion, several forest warriors were killed.

[Defeated Level 27 Forest Warrior, Experience +400,000]

[Obtained a set of Forest Armor]

Within a fifty-meter radius, not a single forest warrior remained alive.

Yang Feng’s experience points soared relentlessly, climbing like a rocket.

Inside the city, more forest warriors surged forth, but they were powerless to halt Yang Feng’s advance.

No matter how many came, they merely increased Yang Feng’s experience.

Suddenly, a fireball exploded in midair.

The monstrous floating Eye Beast hovering overhead was slain instantly.

Yang Feng grew more adept at wielding the Fireball skill, sensing that with a few more practice shots, the skill would soon advance.

The Crow Warriors stormed the city, disregarding the forest warriors inside.

A massacre!

It was a thorough slaughter.

In the blink of an eye, the monsters within the city were wiped clean.

Swish! Swish! Swish! …

Arrows rained down like a storm. On the palace rooftop, a multitude of archers appeared.

[Forest Archer (Super Elite Monster)]

[Level: 28]

[Combat Power: 4000]

[Speed: 5000]

[Mental Power: 2000]

[Vitality: 5000]

[Defense: 4000]

[Skill: Arrow Never Misses]

Dense volleys of arrows poured down like rain, forcing the Crow Warriors to dodge.

The palace towered over a hundred meters high; the Crow Warriors swept overhead, but the arrows were so numerous, every assault was repelled.

A fierce aerial battle erupted between the Crow Warriors and the Forest Archers.

Various spells crashed down, killing one Forest Archer after another.

Yet new archers quickly filled the gaps.

The slain archers collapsed atop the city walls, obscuring Yang Feng’s line of sight.

Unable to lock onto a target, he couldn’t employ Fireball.

To breach the palace, the best tactic was to break through the main gate.

Some Crow Warriors had already reached the gate, tearing at it with their sharp claws.

But the gate was formidable, resisting all attempts to force it open.

Arrows continued to rain down from the walls, unceasing.

“If we can’t fly over the wall, then let’s simply blow the gate apart!”

“Attack the gate with everything we’ve got!”

Crow Warriors gathered at the gate, launching a relentless assault.

Crow Mages split into two groups: the Thunder and Fire Crow Mages attacked the gate, while the Wind and Ice Crow Mages, possessing area skills, targeted the archers atop the walls.

If other teams saw Yang Feng attacking the gate this way, they’d laugh themselves hoarse—there were tools for gate assaults, making this unnecessary.

Of course, Yang Feng’s strategy wasn’t impossible, just a bit laborious and unrewarding.

Meanwhile, arrow storms continued to fall. Ordinary professionals would have suffered grievous casualties by now.

Only the Crow Warriors, with their formidable defense, could withstand wave after wave of arrows as they battered the gate.

Gradually, Yang Feng sensed something amiss.

“This isn’t right. If I’m finding this so difficult, others will never get through!”

“Even fifty people wouldn’t make it, let alone a hundred. There must be another method for sieging the city. I’ll have to ask about it later!”

The gate’s defense exceeded even that of dungeon bosses; after nearly half an hour of relentless assault, the Crow Warriors finally broke through.

Behind the breached gate waited rows of prepared Forest Warriors.

The Crow Warriors surged forward, charging into the city.

The Crow Mages unleashed their attacks first; Forest Warriors screamed and collapsed.

At the same time, Yang Feng cast Fireball.

Boom!

A violent explosion annihilated the Forest Warriors.

The Crow Warriors then stormed the walls, attacking the Forest Archers.

Each Forest Archer was helpless before the Crow Warriors.

Especially once the Crow Warriors scaled the walls, the slaughter was utterly one-sided.

When Yang Feng entered the city, both the Forest Warriors and Forest Archers had been completely wiped out.

Advancing swiftly along the city’s roads, the Crow Warriors pressed forward.

At this point, twelve hours had passed since Yang Feng entered the dungeon.

Now, at the center of a grand hall, a massive half-orc sat upon a throne.

A crown adorned his head, and his presence radiated immense power.

He sat there like a sovereign, unmoved by the swarm of Crow Warriors.

When he turned his gaze to Yang Feng, a mighty pressure swept forth, so intense that Yang Feng struggled to breathe, feeling the crushing weight.

“So this is the final boss of the Silent Forest?”

“This boss is nothing like any dungeon boss I’ve encountered before!”

It was Yang Feng’s first time facing a boss of this caliber. Though terror gripped him, he knew he had to fight.

With a wave of his hand, the Crow Warriors charged forward.

At the same time, Yang Feng tossed a probing water orb.

[Forest King (Lord Boss)]

[Level: 30]

[Combat Power: 14,000]

[Speed: 9,000]

[Mental Power: 5,000]

[Vitality: 13,000]

[Defense: 14,000]

[Skills: Invincible Roar, Furious Strike, Tornado]

Though Yang Feng was mentally prepared, seeing the Forest King’s stats still shocked him.

The Forest King’s combat power surpassed the Crow Warriors by a thousand points, indicating terrifying attack strength.

Speed was not lacking, though mental power was somewhat lower.

But since the Forest King was not a mage-type monster, that was natural.

With a defense of 14,000, matching the Crow Warriors, and as a boss, his vitality stood at 13,000.

Defeating the Forest King would not be easy.

Difficult as it was, the task had to be done—and quickly.

“Sorry, I don’t want to waste time!”

The Crow Warriors had reached the Forest King, who finally stirred.

He rose abruptly, then lifted his foot and stomped down.

Boom!

A deafening crash split the ground, sending several Crow Warriors flying.

Fourteen thousand combat power was no joke.

The Crow Warriors hurled away suffered varying degrees of injury.

The Forest King stood at least twenty meters tall; in his presence, the Crow Warriors were mere black dots, utterly insignificant.