Chapter 1 The Stalemate Breaks

Sure enough, after Jiang Cheng entered a state of stagnation, the Blind Weng on the opposite side stopped moving as well, and the two seemed to be nothing more than two shells.

After a successful strike, the Night Watcher changed again. The Candle Holder turned around, cupped his fist in salute to the two behind him, and said, "The time has come, please, Senior Xuan Sha and Senior Xi Po, make your move!"

The one called Xuan Sha was two meters tall, with a square face and an extremely thin figure. His wrinkled skin was covered with a layer of yellow mud. Xi Po, on the other hand, was the opposite: a round-faced, pot-bellied, short, and fat woman. She squinted her eyes and had a very conspicuous red mole on the corner of her lips.

"It's those two old geezers!" Number 13 exclaimed in shock.

Xuan Sha made the first move. He stomped his foot, and the ground beneath him seemed to be altered, actually rippling. Then, he began to sink into the ground.

The ripples quickly spread towards the battlefield, and many people were caught off guard and fell into them. The ground under their feet became muddy, and the battlefield was now a mud pit.

Moreover, after the mud wrapped around people's legs, it continued to surge upwards, as if it had a mind of its own, drilling towards their facial features. For a time, screams rose and fell across the entire battlefield. The victims included not only the camouflage uniforms and the Dark Army, but also experts from the Night Watcher's side. This was a large-scale indiscriminate attack, and its killing effect was very significant.

More importantly, Su Xiaoxiao's ability was interrupted. The cracked ground that could summon monster skeletons was blocked by the mud, and the monster skeletons that had already appeared were stuck in the mud and unable to move. The Undertaker's corpse army was also severely restrained.

Combining with the other two to force Wu back with one move, the red-eyed Broken Vow Monk turned his head and cursed, "I curse your Xuan old freak's ancestors for eight generations! If you don't withdraw your divine power, I'll skin you and your wife alive!"

But this sentence had no effect at all. Xi Po tremblingly took out a copper gong with a large red "Xi" (happiness) character pasted on it from behind, and struck it heavily with a red cloth-wrapped drumstick. "Opening the door to deliver happiness!"

In the next second, in the Broken Vow Monk's gloomy gaze, countless boys and girls wearing red bibs jumped out from behind Xi Po and rushed towards them on the battlefield, opening their mouths wide to bite at those who were wrapped in mud and unable to resist.

Blood splattered and flesh and bones shattered. Tang Qisheng watched in horror. The oral structure of those boys and girls was actually more similar to that of a snake, and they could open their mouths at an extremely terrifying angle. Their mouths were also full of sharp barbs.

Their targets were not limited to humans; even those monsters and the corpses controlled by the Undertaker were no exception.

The Broken Vow Monk's nose was crooked with anger. If it were according to his previous personality, he might have rebelled at this moment. But now he couldn't. Not only did he need to rely on the old chairman's domain to survive, but the new world promised by the Candle Holder was enough to make him yearn for it.

"Everyone, using this tactic is truly a last resort, but what I promised everyone before, I will definitely fulfill after this battle!" The Candle Holder took a knife from Xiu Niang's hand and chopped off his right hand with a fierce blow. "The Candle Holder is here to apologize to everyone!"

In just a few dozen seconds, Wu had already solved one of the two people entangling him. The Broken Vow Monk cursed in his heart but had no other choice but to swing his Zen staff and once again meet Wu.

Similar to the abilities of the Undertaker Su Xiaoxiao, the abilities of Xuan Sha and Xi Po had almost no effect on experts approaching the level of Wu and the Broken Vow Monk. At best, they could only create some small troubles.

"Fifth team, prepare to move." The old man with a full beard, watching the battle, slowly spoke.

Hearing this, Lin Wan'er's eyes trembled, and the dissatisfaction suppressed in her heart could no longer be hidden. "Old Man Quanxu, this fifth echelon is our last reserve force and the general reserve team. The situation on the battlefield is still unclear, rashly throwing them into the battlefield..."

"Execute the order!"

Accompanied by the order of Old Man Quanxu, the ten people guarding the end of the team resolutely rushed to the battlefield. At this moment, only two guards remained beside the secret weapon.

"You..." A chill burst out from the bottom of Lin Wan'er's eyes, but with a powerful enemy in front of them, internal strife was absolutely impossible.

Although the ten people who were finally thrown in were not as strong as Wu, Da He Niangniang, and others, they were still a qualitative leap compared to ordinary combat power. The addition of these ten people to the battlefield had a miraculous effect, and they actually reversed the gradually collapsing situation.

But Lin Wan'er, who was watching the battle, did not have a trace of joy in her heart. Old Man Quanxu was making a reckless gamble, and the bet was their last capital.

At the cost of taking a blow from a Zen staff to his abdomen, Wu finally solved the old eunuch who was entangling him. The old eunuch's white jade whisk was indeed a bit tricky.

The newly joined reinforcements greatly helped them share the pressure, and many of the boys and girls below were also cleared out.

Seeing that the battle situation was gradually turning around, Lin Wan'er looked towards Jiang Cheng. She also understood some of the Blind Weng's methods. Jiang Cheng's chess skills were taught by her. Although he was not bad, he had no chance of winning against a chess saint-level expert like the Blind Weng. If it really didn't work, she would have to use her own ability to sneak into Jiang Cheng's memory and try to break the barrier set by the Blind Weng, using herself to exchange for Little Cheng.

"Boss Lin, they all say I have contact with the doctor. Do you have a way to send me into that world too?" Fatty also approached Lin Wan'er.

Before Lin Wan'er could answer, the dazed Jiang Cheng suddenly coughed violently, waving his hands at them as he coughed.

"He's out!" Li Bai and others were first startled, then immediately surrounded him.

At the same time, the Blind Weng in the Night Watcher's camp also moved, but he spat out a mouthful of old blood. Then, he pushed away the person who wanted to help him, staring at Jiang Cheng with a face full of shock, his lips trembling non-stop, as if he was constantly repeating something.

"Why? How...how could this be?" Number 13, who knew how to read lips, was actively translating for everyone.

Jiang Cheng's ability to break the situation smoothly also surprised Old Man Quanxu. "How did you do it?"

"Wait, I also brought back some people. There's someone you'll definitely be interested in."

Jiang Cheng opened his palm, and slowly, a small black hole formed in his palm. The moment they saw the black hole, all the Crimson members, including Number 13, held their breath, and Number 8's eyes turned red instantly.

Then, the black hole gradually grew larger, and a pale-skinned young man walked out first. His former name was Chen Qiang.

"Number 1!" Number 8 rushed up and hugged Number 1's waist tightly, crying with grievance. The appearance may be able to change, but this unique ability could not be faked. This was their Number 1.

Number 13 looked at Jiang Cheng, completely shocked. "What exactly is going on?"

Not only was the person not dead, but he even brought one back. Moreover, he remembered that Number 1 should have died in the previous siege, but they didn't find the body. There were only Gong Zhe's remains at the scene.