Chapter Sixty-three: The Princess’s Fury—You Want Me to Kill a Platinum?

“It’s hard to break through?” Gu Lang’s gaze lingered on the guardian zombie, a thought flashing through his mind.

“They can’t gain attribute points like ordinary zombies, so they’re unable to break through. It’s a pity, really. If these zombies could advance, each one would be terrifyingly strong—a silver-tier could take on a gold, and a gold could even challenge platinum,” Su Xing’er hastily explained.

Damn! Isn’t this right up my alley?

Gu Lang’s eyes lit up. For others, special zombies were useless—they couldn’t be upgraded. But for him, attribute points could be bestowed!

“If I directly grant attribute points and forcibly break it through to gold, wouldn’t I have half a platinum-level combatant? The best part is, the capture requirement is only silver-tier, which means I can do it right now!”

With that thought, Gu Lang didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward and spoke up. “Brother Liu, stand back. Leave this to me!”

As he finished, he unleashed a blizzard.

A swirling storm of snow and wind descended, shrouding everyone’s vision.

“How dare you! Those who offend the Princess will die!” The guardian zombie drew its blade and slashed toward Gu Lang.

But Gu Lang’s eyes flashed. In an instant, he unleashed a hundred ice spikes.

At the same time, he and Yu Qiuchi advanced with terrifying speed, closing the distance in a heartbeat.

The guardian zombie hesitated, shocked by Gu Lang’s swiftness. It tried to swing its blade, but Gu Lang was already prepared.

Steel flashed—shadows and blades!

Gu Lang’s speed soared. In the blink of an eye, he was upon his foe, his fist crashing down!

Thunder roared.

The guardian zombie was struck by the blow; its body split open on the spot.

After all, it was only a silver-tier, with attack and speed comparable to gold, nothing more.

With the added constraints of ice spikes and the bitter cold of the blizzard, defeating this special silver-tier zombie was a simple task.

“Royal Command!”

Gu Lang immediately claimed the zombie as his puppet.

But just then, the ground trembled beneath their feet!

A melodious voice echoed in everyone’s ears.

“How dare you!”

“Who dares cause trouble on my snowy mountain, and who dares slay my guardian?”

The entire mountain shook. Wind and snow whirled, spinning into a towering wall that shrouded the peak.

Liu and Su’s eyes widened in alarm.

“What’s happening? Why is the mountain changing? Whose voice was that just now? Could it be… the Millennium Zombie?”

“Exactly. That guardian zombie was the Millennium Princess’s protector! Lord Gu Lang killed him and angered the Princess. Now the whole mountain has become a forbidden zone!”

A chill ran through both of them. Liu Wenhao immediately went to search for an exit.

But panic seized him as he realized he couldn’t get out.

“Damn it! The blizzard has formed a wall—no one can get in or out! We’re trapped! If the Millennium Princess descends, we’re all dead!”

Su Xing’er’s face was as pale as snow. She pointed toward the distant summit.

“Look—what’s that? So many zombies coming down… No, they’re all guardian zombies! Over a thousand of them!”

Instantly, everyone from the Liu and Su families felt their hearts tremble.

These silver-tier zombies were powerful enough to take on golds. Even a bronze could slay a silver if they fought above their level.

A thousand-strong army—almost half the power of a platinum master.

“Lord Gu Lang, what do we do?”

In their desperation, all eyes turned to the strongest among them.

Gu Lang’s expression was grim. He hadn’t expected that capturing just one guardian zombie would cause such an upheaval.

“Don’t panic. Let’s find a spot to fortify our defenses. With such a commotion, the survivors outside won’t be able to resist joining the fray. Once they start fighting, our pressure will ease.”

Gu Lang snorted coldly. Though he seemed anxious, inwardly he was delighted.

So many special zombies—if he could capture them all and form a special undead army, what would platinum matter?

“But there are too many. If I try to capture them, I’ll be riddled with arrows before I’m done.”

With that, Gu Lang glanced at Liu and Su.

These two had decent combat power. If used wisely, they might create more opportunities for him.

Without further delay, everyone retreated toward the foot of the mountain.

The earlier checkpoints had been cleared, so zombies were scarce.

They reached the first checkpoint unimpeded—a snowy forest, dense with undergrowth.

Upon arrival, Liu Wenhao immediately ordered their strongest to start building a makeshift shelter.

They sharpened sticks to form a barricade.

More than a hundred bronze and silver-ranked fighters took up positions to defend the perimeter.

The fortifications weren’t sturdy, but they would hold for a while.

Gu Lang stood in a corner, maneuvering his puppet zombie.

Soon, the undead army reached the foot of the mountain.

Gu Lang was at the forefront.

“Attack!” he commanded.

The survivors surged forward.

Humans and zombies clashed in a frenzy.

But the special zombies were vastly superior; soon the battlefield was awash in blood.

Many survivors were slain or devoured.

Gu Lang, the strongest among them, weaved through the chaos, striking whenever an opportunity arose.

He crippled a bronze-tier special zombie with a single punch and captured it.

There were too many zombies. Gu Lang unleashed another blizzard, though no one seemed to notice amid the chaos.

This might actually work!

Gu Lang’s eyes flashed. In a short time, he’d already captured another silver and dozens of bronze-tier special zombies.

All of them were monsters of terrifying strength!

“If I keep slaughtering and capturing during the battle, maybe—just maybe—my undead army could surpass a thousand!”

Excitement surged within him.

Without hesitation, he dove into the horde, capturing zombies with abandon.

Meanwhile, Liu Wenhao led the main force against the undead, too occupied to pay attention to Gu Lang.

Only Su Xing’er hid in a corner, whispering to herself.

“Master, the snowy mountain is in turmoil. Over a thousand silver zombies are rampaging. The Princess may be descending soon!”

In Su Xing’er’s mind, the cold voice of Li Changhe echoed.

“Hah, excellent. I was just thinking I needed a way to wear them down. Stay inside and make sure none of them escape. Once they and the zombies are both battered and exhausted, I’ll move in. As for the outside survivors, I’ll suppress them myself.”

Meanwhile, outside the Great Snowy Mountain, the blizzard’s upheaval had left most survivors stunned.

“What’s happening? Why did a blizzard suddenly appear on the mountain? Is the Princess coming? Shouldn’t we be running?”

“Are you stupid? This is obviously a sign of the checkpoint being cleared. The three great families haven’t shown up yet—they must be collecting the rewards!”

“Damn it! What are you waiting for? Let’s go up the mountain! There’s safety in numbers, no matter the danger!”

A horde of people surged forward.

Suddenly, a figure floated into the air, blocking their way.

“I’d like to see who dares move today!”

Li Changhe’s aura—gold at its peak, nearly platinum—radiated for all to feel.

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As Gu Lang was slaughtering zombies, he suddenly froze.

[Ding! Relationship system host, new mission triggered: Kill a platinum-tier master above your level!]

[Mission Reward: 100 free attribute points!]

What the hell!

You want me—a gold—to kill a platinum?

You damned system, do you think too highly of me?

Wait…

Platinum!

The white-clothed SPC outside the Princess’s instance!

In that instant, everything clicked for Gu Lang.