enjoyebooks Chapter 758 - 491: Bloody Battle in the Workshop, a Feast of New and Old Undead!
Chapter 758 - 491: Bloody Battle in the Workshop, a Feast of New and Old Undead!
However, due to the passage of time and the dissipation of energy, these five Hate Samurai had fallen to the Bronze Upper rank.
To awaken the Hate Samurai, the Skeleton Mage utilized the power of the Pentagram Array, greatly extending his own resurrection time. The Skeleton Mage had no choice, as he was worried about unforeseen changes. Awakening the Hate Samurai is definitely faster than awakening myself. The other invaders aren’t particularly special, but that youngest and strongest Undead Mage is unexpectedly powerful. According to my experience, young prodigies like him always have trump cards. Any delay could lead to disaster. It’s better to resolve this quickly!
「Carved Workshop.」
Lin Qingshan and his team had astonishing combat power. With the aid of the Corpse Warriors, they smashed away, managing to shatter all the golems’ knees before the Carved Golem Legion could fully activate. These Carved Golems were already active, but with their knees broken, they couldn’t get up at all and could only crawl slowly on the ground.
"Break their elbows!" Fang Zhou ordered again.
Another round of smashing ensued. This time it was a bit more troublesome, but the results were still good. Before long, all the Carved Golems would be destroyed. Without their limbs, they were nothing more than living targets waiting to be ravaged.
The Alchemy Engraved Door remained silent. Yan Yan, along with the other Magic Professionals from the Flame Medal, easily defended it, making the gate unbreachable.
Outside, all the Dragon Bone Soldiers and a third of the Zombie Earth Dragons were still alive. They had gathered in the passage, attacking the Alchemy Engraved Door and the walls with various weapons. However, the alchemy door and walls were incredibly solid, carved directly from whole blocks of rock. Their thickness and hardness were astonishing, so forcing a way through seemed hopeless. These facilities were originally designed by the tomb’s owner to defend against external enemies, but now they were blocking his own guards.
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Just as the Dragon Bone Soldiers were at a loss, the door to the main chamber opened automatically, and five Hate Samurai emerged. Seven Dragon Bone Soldiers knelt on one knee, greeting the arrival of their superiors.
"Follow me!"
A Hate Samurai led the way. The icy light gleaming from its helmet’s eye sockets made even the powerful Bronze Tier Dragon Bone Soldiers lower their heads, not daring to meet its gaze. This was the leader of the Hate Samurai, standing three meters tall and robust to an extreme.
Upon reaching a corner, the Hate Samurai leader turned to face the wall to the right of the main entrance. He knocked on it in a specific pattern, activating a secret backdoor left by the tomb’s owner. Ripples of gray-black energy emanated from the wall, and a wide door materialized before slowly opening.
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Inside the Carved Workshop, Fang Zhou and the others had just dealt with the threat of the Carved Golem Legion. They let out a collective sigh of relief and were about to discuss how to handle the Dragonbone Guard outside the door. Just then, the wall to their left suddenly emitted a gray-black light as an energy vortex slowly opened.
Five distinct Hate Samurai charged in, followed by seven Dragon Bone Soldiers and dozens of Zombie Earth Dragons. They exuded an icy chill, their bodies as cold as if they were warriors crafted from ice. Fang Zhou and the members of the Flame Medal were startled, but they recovered in an instant, rapidly assuming a Defense Formation.
Cold Magic Energy Lamps cast cobweb-like spots of light from the workshop’s ceiling. The bone boots of the Hate Samurai crushed the gear debris underfoot.
"There’s a Magic Power fluctuation under the conveyor belt."
A flame dancing on Yan Yan’s fingertip suddenly burst into seven sparks, illuminating the five three-meter-tall Hate Samurai in front of him. The eye sockets of these Naraku Undead were set with rotating amethysts, their spines composed of 320 segments of gear-like vertebrae.
Their Giant Axes hacked at the final gate of the Carved Workshop. Sparks flew as the axe blades struck the metal doorframe, igniting the oily vapor in the air and causing an orange-red mushroom cloud to burst overhead.
Jing Fei’s voice came from between the hanging gear assemblies. "Seven Dragon Bone Soldiers are completing their encirclement at ten o’clock."
The Assassin’s figure flashed between the steam pipes, his Shadow Pattern Cloak blending perfectly with the shadows cast by the Magic Energy Lamps.
Lin Qingshan slammed his Mystic Iron Giant Shield onto the floor. As the Flame Dragon Emblem on its surface flared with red light, intense vibrations shot through the steel plates beneath their feet.
The moment thirty Zombie Earth Dragons smashed through the workshop’s obstacles, a great battle erupted. These Undead Beasts were pieced together from the corpses of Earth Dragons. Bone spur tubes grew from their spines, now swelling as pale green acid refracted an eerie fluorescence under the light.
The Corpse Warriors in the front row raised their Bone Shields, but the moment the acid made contact, they dissolved into boiling bone broth. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the steel floor was etched into a honeycomb of holes. The molten iron mixed with the acid, forming a bubbling swamp of death.
"Dusk Array!"
Fang Zhou’s Soul Shattering Magic Ball traced a ghostly blue trajectory through the air, weaving its Soul Link threads into a web of light among the Undead Army.
Corpse Shooters stepped back three paces and drew their bone bows. As the arrows left the string, the Resentful Soul Threads attached to their tails trailed behind them, leaving spiraling streaks of light in the air. Multiple bone arrows simultaneously sank into a Zombie Earth Dragon’s eye socket. As the Blast Runes hidden within the arrowheads lit up, the rusty head of the Zombie Earth Dragon exploded into a rain of flying bone fragments.
Yan Yan’s Flame Whip wrapped around a Zombie Earth Dragon’s tail, and searing white fire surged up its spine along the bone spur tubes. Everyone could clearly see its acid sac swell under the intense heat. The semi-transparent membrane first glowed orange-red, then turned a dangerous dark red, before finally detonating in an earth-shattering explosion that splattered three long-discarded carving boilers with an emerald green substance.