Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 189 Destroying Cities and Moving Mountains
Lighthouse keepers have witnessed hundreds of thousands of raindrops falling from the clouds.

The thousands of arrows shot by the undead archers were just a light rain.

The bone shaft and the stone arrowhead are each connected by an invisible light vein.

Lin Bo raised his hand and formed a sword finger seal, maintaining the spirit of his name, while reciting his true name: "(True Word) Skeleton."

The sword pointed forward, and the incoming rain of arrows transmitted the power of the curse, connecting them into a whole. Immediately, they all slowed down and stopped, freezing in the cold and silent atmosphere.

The wizard waved his hand, and arrows gathered around him like a school of fish, swirling like a wall of storm.

The undead archers on the city wall fired two rounds in a row, but it only made the arrows circling around the Night's Watch increase in number and thickness. The necromancer urgently called for a halt, uttering sharp and rapid curses. They stared at the powerful enemy surrounded by black arrows, their backs tightening unconsciously, and cold sweat oozed from their scalps.

The next second after the archer stopped shooting, the cloud of bone arrows in the distance suddenly swarmed towards the city wall like a flock of startled birds.

The rain of arrows that had accumulated sufficient strength shot out at an extremely high speed, far exceeding the power of the bowstring, and driven by the control technique, they flew faster and faster. Thousands of stone arrowheads cut through the bleak and dull atmosphere, making a harsh chirping sound and shaking the streets of the ancient city.

The rain was falling on the wall, and the ancient and hard lava rocks were pierced through by the arrow feathers. The undead swept by the sharp arrows were pierced like the hammers of candied haws, and were knocked back to the ground by the huge force, and nailed to the stone bricks.

More than a dozen necromancers who were at the front line screamed and cast shield spells, or changed their bodies into wood or stone, or even used the Phantom Step to teleport away from the wall and hide in the bunker.

The magic shield was pierced by a barrage of arrows. The robes protected against the elements, but they were no match for the sharp arrows. The wooden and stone-like body was still gouged and pitted. Those who teleported into mid-air to evade were swept by the pursuing arrows and plummeted to the street. Those hiding behind cover found the arrows deflected and fell straight down on their heads, leaving no escape.

After a round of arrow rain, the wall was filled with wailing. Even though the undead creatures suffered such heavy damage, they could still struggle as long as the negative energy core in their brain was not broken, but several necromancers died instantly.

According to the guide, the necromancers entrenched here are organized into a cult. While they all wear red robes, their status varies, distinguished by the number of tassels dangling from their sleeves. There are apprentices who are of low rank, acolytes who master formal spells, high priests with third-level spellcasting abilities, and even higher-ranking priests, including the sub-priest and the archpriest.

Crusader players' infernal quest is to defeat the Order. These spellcasters are not only formidable, but can also summon parts of fallen giants to unleash powerful attacks.

At this time, the elite members of the cult were comforting the giant corpse in the temple. The approach of the heartstone caused a great commotion. If the corpse broke free from its restraints, the first to bear the brunt would be these necromancers who disturbed people's sleep.

The legions gathered in the streets of the ancient city were in a state of restlessness. The disastrous defeat ahead was shocking. A group of necromancers hurriedly approached the shield-bearing guards and let the giant undead stand in front of them.

The powerful enemy holding the heart stone in his hand was hanging high in the sky, unreachable by ordinary spells, and shooting arrows would even turn against him. Several apprentices hurried to the temple for help, while the acolytes and the chief priest cast vicious magic, trying to cast a curse on the enemy from a distance.

Lin Bo looked down at the city full of undead and the eye-catching red robes among the enemy. He recited the real name of Yulin Xinggang again, poured out a handful of steel bars from the ammunition bag, and threw them forward.

The steel bars split in mid-air and in the blink of an eye turned into hundreds of bean-sized purple beads.

The mage took a deep breath and whispered in the Animist language: "(Mantra) This object is sharp, and anyone who touches it will be injured."

In an instant, the cursed power in his mind was projected out like a brilliant beam of light, illuminating hundreds of steel balls, all of which were engraved with words of power, and glowing with a dazzling light that seemed to be able to cut through eyesight.

Under the skull mask, Lin Bo looked miserable and took a nap with his eyes closed.

The heart stone in his hand pulsed vigorously, the surging vitality quickly relieving his exhausted spirit. If the Black Snake Meditation Technique had been upgraded to Level 4, Lin Bo would be able to convert physical energy into mana while awake, but this was not possible at the moment.

He took out the whale oil potion and swallowed it. The vitality of the heart stone greatly catalyzed the effect of the potion, allowing the exhausted curse power to be replenished within a few seconds.

When he opened his eyes again, his fatigue was gone. The mage pointed towards the ancient city below, and the steel ball floating in front of him suddenly accelerated and shot away.

It was like hundreds of thousands of stars falling in the cold sky, and the feather-scale star steel reflected the sparkling purple light. After a few seconds, it broke through the sound barrier and exploded into a neat and loud bright white sound barrier cloud. The kinetic energy and lethality were even more terrifying than the thousands of arrows flying down just now, and it was also more dazzling and bright.

The military formations on the street were washed away by a brilliant rain of purple light. Instantly, shields shattered, armor pierced, flesh rotted, bones shattered, steel balls emitted a sharp buzzing sound, and the whistling shock waves created terrifying cavities, so that even a bean-sized projectile could gouge a hole as big as a fist.

The undead army, struck by the iron rain, trembled in unison, stumbling backwards as if battered by invisible waves. Purple lines pierced through their bodies, leaving them in shattered husks as they fell silently one after another.

You can get from one end of the street to the other in the blink of an eye.

The kill notifications popped up on the network information board like a waterfall.

Tens of thousands of undead creatures were scattered throughout the city, and the terror brought by the cold purple light jets left only silence wherever they passed.

In those streets that had not yet been visited, the necromancers protected by the military formation could sense the rapid demise of the undead under their command. They looked up at the ochre stars in the sky and listened to the steel screams that echoed throughout the city from far away. They had already sensed the great danger and roared in panic and anger, but in the next second, their bodies were pierced by the Feather Scale Star Steel that tore through the houses.

Lin Bo, with the Heart Stone as a supplement, felt free to unleash his energy, fusing the Life and Flow Controls to control the energy of hundreds of thousands of steel balls, causing them to disperse, twist, and swirl. The hundreds of steel balls that raged through the city sometimes dispersed, sometimes gathered, shooting in all directions, leaving a chaotic, dense, and zigzagging afterimage in the air.

There is no way to dodge or avoid such an attack. Whether you escape or fight, you will die in the end.

The wizard took whale oil potions one after another, and his spell power was restored and then exhausted. He scanned with his eyes, and whenever a moving target appeared, he could immediately lock onto it, send a few steel balls flying, and he would get a kill prompt.

The entire city was shrouded in ochre-red light, and the blood of the necromancers flowed on the streets.

Suddenly, Lin Bo felt a sharp pain surge through his nervous system, and the vicious whispering of forbidden words echoed in his ears. He was cursed with pain.

The severe pain that exceeded the human body's endurance made Lin Bo's mind scattered. He took a deep breath, maintained control over his body and mind, and chanted the animist language spell in a low voice, combining the surging power of the heart stone to expel the evil magic in his body.

A group of high-ranking members of the cult walked out of the temple in the city.

The Grand Master surveyed the ravaged streets. Their painstaking efforts, their once magnificent army, now lay silently, their bodies too tattered to be of any use. The lower and middle-ranking members of the cult had been wiped out; only a few remained, trembling in fear, too afraid to face the howling Featherscale Star Steel once more.

The Grand Master's eyes were dull, just like those of the other high-ranking members.

Looking up at the wizard floating in the air, the curse just now couldn't knock him down.

The ground was trembling, and the thick walls of the temple behind him trembled like straw in the wind. Something had fully awakened, breaking free from the suppression of necromancy.

The grand plan has become a bubble.

The survivors of the cult couldn't help but utter the most sincere insults. Immediately, the temple behind them was blown to pieces by the surging air waves, and their flesh and blood bodies were turned into mud by the shock waves and wall fragments.

The rolling dust and smoke expanded like clouds, and the rising smoke columns rushed straight into the sky.

The wizard's eyes were obscured by dark yellow dust. He chanted a spell softly, summoning a strong wind to blow away the thick fog.

Above the earth, in the ruins of the temple, the dust dissipated, revealing a corpse ten stories high. The old and skinny body was covered with hideous lacerations and deep teeth marks. In the torn chest, the blue lungs surged with infinite negative energy. The place where the heart should be was empty.

Its eyes, as dead as frosted glass, stared at the sky. Its eyebrows and long hair had turned into branches. It had no gender characteristics, and its face looked like that of a stubborn old man or a sad old woman.

He clenched his right fist and pointed it at the sky. It was this punch that had just shattered the temple.

The wizard and the giant standing in the sky, one tall and one short, stared at each other from afar.

The remaining undead creatures and cult spellcasters in the city fled silently.

Lin Bo raised his hand and threw out the heart stone. The ochre-red stars fell to the ground and floated into the chest of the dead giant. They expanded and expanded, turning into a bright red beating heart.

The shriveled flesh on its body became plump and swollen again, its face was still old, but its withered eyebrows and hair turned green again, the surging negative energy in its lungs quietly dimmed, its dead eyes regained color, and its amber irises reminded Lin Bo of those elves named Jiupa.

The giant took a deep breath, and the silent atmosphere of the wilderness turned into a majestic wind, and he opened his mouth and roared.

Thunder exploded on the surface, and the houses pierced by star steel collapsed one after another.

Lin Bo dodged the cone-shaped sound waves, and the air vibrations were transmitted to his armor, making his skin numb.

If the Heart Stone had not been returned, this war cry would have been accompanied by a breath of negative energy, and would have brought devastation to all living beings wherever it passed.

The wizard looked at the giant who was slowly standing up, as if he was facing a hill rising from the ground.

Next, he had to move the mountain.

This is not difficult.

Lin Bo nodded slightly to the leader monster, then called out the real name of Star Steel. Steel balls swarmed like a swarm of bees and gathered from all directions of the city. They flew close to the ground, circled behind the giant's legs, and bombarded the Heel tendons at high speed, breaking the tendons of both legs.

The giant who had just stood up sat down again with a loud bang. He showed no emotion, but just protected his heart with one hand and struck the ground with the other. A yellowish magic shock wave burst out where his fist landed, and the magic aura spread at a high speed, covering the city and the sky in the blink of an eye.

Lin Bo's whole body suddenly sank and was pulled towards the surface by the powerful gravity.

Even though he adjusted in time and stabilized his height, he was still inevitably dragged down, almost to the same level as the giant.

The palm that was protecting its heart suddenly clenched into a fist and punched towards the mage.

The fist is as huge as a mountain torrent, but as fast as a strong wind.

But it wasn't enough. Lin Bo could see clearly, so he was too slow. He deflected the air, narrowly missing the fist. The giant's wrist passed by his ear like a train.

He stretched out his palm, and the star-steel gauntlet turned into a long knife, piercing the dry skin of the giant's wrist and accurately hitting the tendon of the hand, leaving a long and narrow wound, and light red blood like river water gushed out.

It will take some time for the giant corpse to heal its injuries.

Lin Bo broke all the tendons in its hands and feet, and controlled the steel balls to bombard the corpse's chest, smashing its beating heart into pieces.

Return the heart first, then be sad.

The flesh on the giant's body began to petrify and shatter. It remained silent, but the corners of its eyes seemed to be slightly curved.

When all the flesh fell away, only a skeleton remained. If the necromancer's chief priest was still alive, he would use these bones to summon the second stage of the boss monster. At this point, these skeletons were just skeletons, and a gust of wind would make them fall down.

[Comprehensive Network Tip: Completed the task - Return to Dust (Purgatory)]

[Clearance conditions have been met, and the transmission channel can be activated at any time]

(End of this chapter)