Final Lord

Chapter 195 Suspected Divine Punishment
The first Corpse Crane to complete its metamorphosis suddenly swelled to three times its original size. It roared and its speed increased dramatically. Twenty vocal cord tentacles burst forth from beneath its rotting flesh scales, instantly piercing the steel armor of twenty shield guards on the city wall.

As the tentacles retracted, each pierced soldier turned into a shriveled husk, their screams amplified a hundredfold by the resonance of their vocal cords, shattering the courage of the defenders on the city wall.

"Don't be afraid, soldiers! The time when the Duchy needs you most has come!"

The knight commander roared and spurred his dragonblood warhorse, launching a desperate charge against the Rotting Corpse Crane on the city wall. His enchanted lance lit up with twelve anti-magic runes as he charged, teleporting him and his warhorse to the Rotting Corpse Crane's front!

"Monster! Die!"

The moment the Knight Commander's spear tip pierced the chest cavity of the Corpse Crane, pink sonic waves suddenly erupted from the four halves of the Corpse Crane's skull!

The continuous explosions pierced through the knight commander's armor and churned his internal organs!

The half-ton Dragonblood Warhorse shattered like broken porcelain, and the Knight Commander's silver armor broke apart in waves of high-frequency vibrations, mixing with flesh and blood to form a rain of iron-red blood.

"Oh no! The second line of defense has fallen!"

"Holy Icon! Activate the Dawn Holy Icon now!" At the third city wall, three extraordinary level 4 bishops inserted their scepters into the cracks in the altar!
Outside the city walls, a hundred-meter-tall statue of the God of Dawn opened its eyes, and a golden torrent swept across the battlefield, turning more than thirty decaying corpse cranes to ashes in the holy light.

The surviving corpse cranes were all severely injured. They cried out in unison, their chests splitting open simultaneously, their rotting vocal cords vibrating violently, creating a corpse resonance towards the remaining defenders on the second city wall!
[Corpse Resonance: Consumes 50% of current health to fire a sound wave in a fan-shaped area in front, dealing double attack damage. Health consumed is refunded if this ability kills at least one unit.]

Waves of sonic shockwaves swept across a wide area, nearly wiping out the remaining humans on the second city wall.

[Sound-Swallowing Food Soul: Permanently increases maximum health by 10 points and restores an equal amount of health for each unit killed]

The Soul Eater's healing effect instantly boosted the already fragile health of these Rotting Corpse Cranes.

The defenders on the second city wall were too densely packed; the maximum health of all thirty Rotting Corpse Cranes had been restored to the critical point for transformation!
[Return of Rotten Flesh: Automatically triggered when maximum health reaches 200, sheds rotten flesh and reverts to the form of a white crane, gaining 30 seconds of invincibility. During this time, the Crane's Return skill has no cooldown.]

The sickle-like feet of thirty decaying corpse cranes suddenly pierced their own chest cavities, their carcasses, piled high with rotting flesh, trembled violently in the sonic resonance. Their four cranial cavities resembled blooming flowers of evil, their pink vocal cords curled into cocoon-like shapes in the moonlight.

The pustules on the surface of the tentacles burst open, and the dark purple rotten flesh peeled off like melting asphalt, revealing the newly formed pure white periosteum inside.

"Ah!" Dense sound waves erupted from their vocal organs, and their periosteum proliferated rapidly within the sound waves, instantly reconstructing the slender skeleton of the white crane. The once rotten vocal cords transformed into white feathers, each feather shimmering with a pure white glow at its base.

Pieces of rotting flesh fell to the ground, and their split heads had been restored to streamlined crane heads!

The moment their transformation was complete, the flock of white cranes simultaneously raised their heads to the sky. A silvery-white halo spread from their tail feathers to their entire bodies, and the light bursting from the gaps in their feathers illuminated the night as if it were daytime.

"This...is this Dawn?" The two pastors of the Dawn Church trembled involuntarily upon seeing this scene.

The figure bathed in white light was so holy that it was hard to connect it with the terrifying monsters they had just seen. This made them wonder.

The crane will not return!
The leading white crane let out a sharp cry, and its vocal cords and antennae instantly multiplied into a net that covered the entire western city wall.

In its invincible state, it refreshed the Bird Song seven times in a row, the sound waves scraping against the city wall like razors.

The first wave of sound shattered the crenellations, the second wave tore apart the ballista bases, and the third wave pierced through the embedded reinforcing stone beams... In just three seconds, the seven superimposed sound waves resonated and completely disintegrated the city wall structure, with boulders crumbling down like shortbread.

Some defenders attempted to retaliate with holy water bombs, but the flames from the explosions were distorted into nothingness by the white light before they even touched the white feathers. "Do not panic! The God of Dawn is watching us!" the old priest guarding the city shouted. "Divine spells! Attack!"

"In the name of light, judge the darkness!"

The pastors chanted in unison, and once again, a milky white beam of light pierced through the clouds and rushed toward the white cranes!
However, the milky white beam of light shattered into light powder the moment it came into contact with the white light on the white crane, without causing any harm to the white crane!

"what?!"

"How can this be!"

"My god's divine magic... has failed!"

"Why, why are these terrifying monsters here? Why are they immune to divine magic? Could it be... that they are God's punishment for us?"

The pastors who witnessed this scene were all shocked, and their long-held faith began to waver.

The third wall of Leviathan Fortress is a wall of faith composed entirely of Dawn believers; those on the wall are fanatical followers of the Church of Dawn.

As long as their faith remains, the city walls will recover at a terrifying pace.

As long as faith stands, the walls stand; as long as the walls stand, the priests will never die.

But now, the white light of the Divine White Crane, so like the dawn, shattered their divine magic attack, and also shattered their fanatical hearts. The consequences were fatal!

Thirty divine white cranes formed a circular array, their wingbeats perfectly synchronized. The decelerating field of their mournful cries intertwined with the lethal ripples of their bird songs, creating a meat grinder that pulverized all the Dawn Believers whose faith had wavered into dust.

If their faith is unwavering, even if they die, they will be resurrected immediately by the unique rules on the city wall.

But now they have a question: is this disloyalty to their faith?
Loyalty that is not absolute is absolute disloyalty. Without the idealistic blessing of fanatical faith, these priests would perish completely in one round.

The deaths of many priests caused the statues of gods on the third city wall to loosen slightly.

As if they had realized this, the white cranes concentrated their power and unleashed a sonic hurricane of black and white intertwined!

When the Black Sound Wave Hurricane struck the statue, the faith totem that the Principality of the Stag had protected for three hundred years collapsed with a deafening roar!
With the icon destroyed, the third city wall lost its spiritual support.

A wing, dripping with pus, unfolded, and the Crane Never Returns skill refreshed the Bird's Song seven times in a row. The western city wall peeled away layer by layer, like a biscuit being gnawed on by a giant beast.

“Damn heretics, damned monsters, who have stolen the power of my God.”

The elderly, Rank 6 transcendent bishop stared tremblingly at the white light emanating from the white crane. For a true fanatic like him, no matter what happened, he would never question his god. Even if the divine spell failed, it was the monster's fault, not the god of dawn's.

"If you can't kill me, then seal me. Watch me seal you all!" The bishop bit off a piece of his thumb, and blood radiating light gushed from his wound.

Before him, priests and warriors of the Church of Dawn died every second in the sound waves.

(End of this chapter)