Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 188 Comet Passing the Sky
"Son of Strength, whatever you do, please use the Heart Stone wisely." The old turtle beneath the tree spoke slowly, speaking at the fastest speed. Its subsequent sigh blew up a gray wave of dust from the ground.

The giant wolf turned its head away, closed its eyes, bared its sharp, pale canine teeth, and whispered, "This wilderness has been ravaged so badly. We have lost our strength and cannot help you fight. Everything depends on you."

The red-brimmed boar stared at the wizard with its hollow eyes. "I can run again. If you need me, call Eura and I will come."

The blue peacock said nothing, but just closed his eyes tiredly.

Lin Bo said goodbye to them.

He checked the player information in the comprehensive network panel.

Health status: Perfect (well-nourished↑, full of energy↑↑↑, full of spirit↑↑↑, and full of life↑↑↑↑)

The giant mountain demon didn't say a word after climbing to the top of the mountain. It couldn't help scratching its ears and cheeks until it saw the guardian handing the heart stone to Lin Bo.

"I need a guide." The wizard made the request. He was not familiar with this land and needed someone to lead him to the necromancer's base.

The elves who were doing their respective duties in the cave heard a loud shout, "Hey - we need a Jipa here!" So they all looked up at the Guardian Mountain. The lively elves flapped their wings, scrambled and chased each other, climbing up the mountain wall at a high speed until a Jipa reached the top first, and the others returned dejectedly.

Lin Bo held up the Heart Stone in one hand and protected the elf with the other, and soared into the air while controlling the Star Steel Skeleton.

All the creatures on the cave's surface could see a bright ochre-red star rise from Guardian Mountain, like fireworks shooting into the sky on a summer night. As the Heart Stone receded, the vibrant light that nourished the vegetation here dimmed, and the fluorescent plants on the surface shrank and retracted their light, as if winter had already arrived.

"The lighthouse keeper took away the Giant's Heart." The mountain goblin was a little confused.

"Chirp, chirp, the crops are sick." The elves were in a commotion.

"The great ones are going to fight." "Drive out those villains!"

"Master Lighthouse Operator..." The elves watched the bright ochre-red star penetrate into the cracks in the dome's stone. In their farmlands, homes, training grounds, and work areas, they looked up to the sky and shouted blessings, praying for his safety and hoping for his great victory.

The gap in the skylight is extremely narrow, barely enough for one person to pass through, and there is a layer of magical illusion between it and the ground, blocking the outside world from prying eyes, while also allowing the sun's rays to pass through.

When Lin Bo approached the illusion, he could see a layer of glass-like energy structure. He rose straight up and felt obvious viscous resistance when passing through the illusion layer. He arrived at the surface of the Giants' Fallen Field as if jumping out of the water.

It was a silent valley, devoid of chirping insects or birds. The sun had already risen, casting a cool light behind the clouds. The morning mist had dissipated, and the grayish-white miasma that had filled the air settled on the ground like a thin layer of gray snow.

Looking back at the ground below, the narrow and deep crack in the ground was obscured by the illusion, and it looked like an ordinary piece of grass. It would not sink when stepped on. The weeds created by the illusion were lifelike and had a silky touch.

This magical illusion is more realistic than the Level 2 mantra illusion that Lin Bo currently possesses, so it is no wonder that the Undead Patrol did not discover any clues.

Lin Bo's True Words and Illusions were now only ten points away from reaching Level 3, becoming the first class skill to reach Level . However, he hadn't yet found any fragments of knowledge related to True Words. Perhaps he could only make do with fragments of knowledge related to Illusion Magic, perhaps even breaking through his skill bottleneck.

The elf squatting in the mage's palm faced the direction where the sun was setting, chirping. That was where the necromancers gathered.

Lin Bo felt the pulse of the heart stone. The light it emitted could dispel the miasma deposited on the surface and make the withered grass stand upright again. When it saw the light of day again, the earth shook slightly from afar, like a restless cow.

The deep ancient silence of the earth would not reveal words to the wizard, but he could guess that the giant's corpse was awakened, but was quickly suppressed and the surface returned to peace.

Lin Bo lifted the elf's palm and extended his sword finger, silently chanting his own words, and then held the Jiupaxu in his palm as a wing shield.

Simultaneously controlling his mind and body, and the Feather Scale Star Steel, he suddenly unleashed the combined force of both, transforming into a streak of dark light that soared through the air. His speed surpassed that of a galloping horse, an arrow, or a speeding train, tearing a cavity into the miasma clinging to the ground. The immense acceleration acting on his body caused Lin Bo to feel his blood rushing to his feet, his internal organs feeling immense pressure and difficulty breathing; the air rushing past his ears felt like needles pricking him. If not for the limitations of his physical endurance, he could easily break the sound barrier.

The elf's hair fluttered in the wind that came in through the fingers. It opened its mouth and let the air flow into its body, turning it into a small pufferfish. Its amber eyes were wide open and it was extremely excited.

"Ouch!"

After the sun rose, the undead wandering in the wilderness returned one after another. When they encountered the Crusade Army on patrol, a conflict immediately broke out between the two sides. Large and small battle groups were distributed all over the plains, with swords and knives sparking and sharp shouts whistling incessantly.

A streak of ochre-red light streaked across the bleak sky like a flying rainbow bridge, leaving behind a narrow trail of hundreds of meters. The expeditionary soldiers engaged in the battle had no intention of looking around, only their swords and armor reflected a red glow, and a surge of strength suddenly surged in their tired bodies, while the ferocious and brutal undead seemed to have suffered a setback, and the fire of negative energy burning in their eyes dimmed slightly.

"What is that?" The victorious patrol looked up at the sky and pointed at the bright star.

The undead that defeated the human army raised their hands to block the red light that made them uncomfortable, and roared towards the sky.

At the Crusade camp, the commander walked out of the tent, frowned and looked up at the sky, and said to his adjutant: "We don't know who is the enemy, so don't act rashly. Send out scouts to observe the situation."

The ancient tomb built by the mountain elves for the giants in the past is like a stone city. The towering temple is surrounded by houses and there are also towering thick walls. The walls still bear the scars left by the Heartstone War.

Today, this place has become the lair of the necromancers. Tens of thousands of dead soldiers on the plains and mountain goblins and giant mountain goblins buried in the cemeteries have been injected with negative energy by ominous forbidden magic, awakening undead monsters that hate the living. They follow the scarlet-robed wizards in groups.

As the red comet in the sky approached the ancient tomb city, violent shocks were heard in the central temple. Upon hearing the news, a large number of necromancers gathered at the city walls. The undead in the city lined up and prepared for battle. Strong negative energy gathered to form dark clouds high in the sky. Only a few slanted pillars of pale white light fell to the earth, illuminating the ancient army of the dead on the streets.

The comet stopped outside the city, hanging high in the sky overlooking the earth.

The red-robed necromancer looked through the mirror and saw only a lone person with no reinforcements behind him. He held up the brilliant heart stone in one hand, and the cold and dark skull mask stared at this place from afar.

A lighthearted sneer erupted from the city wall, and the undead archers all raised their bows and took aim.

Lin Bo lowered his head, looked at the shivering elf, spread out his palms and whispered, "Go home quickly, little one."

"Master Lighthouse..." Jiupa's eyes were filled with tears. "The giant is buried there, and many of our friends are there too. It's dangerous, scary, and very sad."

"go Go."

The elf flapped its wings and flew away.

Lin Bo looked at the ancient tomb city again. A red-robed necromancer cast a flying spell and slowly floated out of the city wall. He came to the top of him and looked down at the night watchman.

"You come seeking death, but you also bring a gift we need. Outside spellcaster, you must answer honestly. Do you want war, or will you join our great cause?" the gloomy-looking and bearded necromancer shouted loudly.

The three-eyed skull took out a silver steel bar with a purple glow from the ammunition bag on his waist, and threw it with a snap of his fingers. The steel shuttle left a brilliant purple afterimage in the air.

The necromancer's words came to an abrupt end. A transparent magic shield appeared in front of him, but it had been pierced. A blood hole appeared between his eyebrows, which was translucent. His eyes quickly dimmed, and he fell from the air without saying a word.

There was an uproar on the city wall. The next second, thousands of arrows came hurtling towards the Night's Watch, the barrage as dense as a wall, leaving no room for escape.

(End of this chapter)