They were no longer the scattered, sporadic attacks seen during their previous infighting or when they were acting as stragglers.
All Abyssal Lesser Undead, regardless of size or speed, now had only one target, one direction!
The ground trembled under the trampling of countless bone claws.
In the sky, those Abyssal Lesser Undead with deformed wing membranes or those composed purely of sulfur energy, taking flight, emitted even more piercing shrieks, similarly ascending in clusters, like a crimson locust cloud with sulfurous flame trails, blackening the already dim sky and heading straight for the Pangen Bastion!
“All forces!!! Highest battle readiness!!!” Shen Mu’s voice, cold as ten thousand years of ice, cut through the howling wind and the Abyss’s roars like the sharpest blade, clearly spreading throughout the entire Pangen Bastion!
He suddenly raised his arm, pointing towards the dark red sea that surged like a tide of flesh and blood!
“All ranged units! Target—Wave Frontline!!”
“Ballistas! Aim at the sky-borne locust swarms!!”
“Holy Tree Knight Order! Prepare to charge!!”
“Holy Light Torch Tower! Maximum power—Activate!”
Buzz—buzz—buzz—!
With Shen Mu’s final command, the burning holy flames on the tops of the twenty Holy Light Torch Towers located in front of and along the Pangen Bastion suddenly expanded!
Their brightness increased more than tenfold, as if twenty small suns had suddenly ignited!
The runic spheres on the tower tops spun frantically at an unprecedented speed, and countless beams of holy light, as thick as arms, condensed to the extreme, trailing brilliant white-gold wakes, swept out crisscrossing like a golden net woven by a deity!
They were no longer content with merely pinpoint kills, but under Shen Mu’s concentrated will, they precisely “plowed” through the densest charging swarms of the Abyssal Lesser Undead frenzy!
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
In the areas swept by the rays, the Abyssal Lesser Undead melted away silently like snow under a scorching sun.
There were no earth-shattering explosions, only dull sounds of crystal core shattering and white-gold holy flames erupting and purifying from within!
The front of the charging frenzy was instantly leveled by this golden “plowshare”!
Among the flying Abyssal Lesser Undead, blinding purification light spheres exploded in patches, like fireworks ignited in the night sky, and countless fragments of Skeleton carrying sulfur flames rained down from the sky!
The defenders on the Pangen Bastion witnessed this magnificent scene of purification, and their spirits were greatly lifted!
“To the Holy Light Torch Tower!” The Rodok Crossbowman roared, aiming his heavy sniper crossbow at the exceptionally large Abyssal Lesser Undead elites on the endless dark red ocean on the horizon, which bore characteristics of viscous lava.
“Don’t let those winged bastards get near the tower tops!” The Vigia Sharpshooter drew his bowstring taut, his arrow locked onto the winged Abyssal Lesser Undead that continuously dived from the sky, attempting to bypass the frontal light net and attack the tower tips.
Shen Mu stood motionless, his gaze piercing through the fierce annihilation of holy light and Abyssal energy, firmly locked onto the colossal wolf shadow suspended above the city ruins.
He saw that in those two gigantic Abyssal blood-diamond pupils, the reaction to the Holy Light Torch Tower’s magnificent counterattack was not anger, but a cold calculation.
The next wave of attacks would certainly not be a simple charge of Abyssal Lesser Undead.
The tide of the Abyss, carrying the omen of doom to all light, was officially rushing forth!
Pangen Bastion transformed into a boiling battlefield.
Twenty Holy Light Torch Towers, like torches hammered down by deities, saw the light at their tops surge, spewing out countless golden light spears condensed into substance!
These light spears, trailing scorching wakes, tore through the lead-gray sky, fiercely piercing into the sky-obscuring swarm of winged Abyssal Lesser Undead!
“Psh! Sizzle—!”
Light spears pierced, burned, and detonated!
The hit winged Abyssal Lesser Undead were like oil paper lanterns set ablaze; their dark red sulfur crystal cores emitted shrill soul screams in the white-gold purifying flames, instantly bursting into a sky full of burning fragments, falling like meteors with foul embers.
A rain of crimson, scalding bone fell from the sky.
The roar of the Holy Light Torch Tower instantly cleared several sectors of the locust swarm, gaining valuable breathing room for the Pangen Bastion.
“Fire arrows—!!!”
Legolas’s emerald eyes burned with fury and the resolve of the forest; his elven longbow hummed, and a brilliant holy flame arrow shot from the string, instantly piercing the head of a winged Skeleton attempting to break through the light net and dive down!
His sharp elven war cry ignited all ranged units.
“Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!” The composite strong bows of the Vigia Sharpshooters roared with a dull, thunderous sound!
Arrows rained down like a waterfall!
Their positions were spread across the upper treehouse platforms, vine suspension bridges, and towering ancient tree outposts of the Pangen Bastion.
At this moment, every three-edged armor-piercing arrow released from the string was imbued with shimmering white-gold light under the Holy Light Torch Tower’s radiance!
The arrows’ flight paths were briefly illuminated, like a meteor shower streaking across the dim sky.
“Rip! Crack!” The arrows precisely drilled into the tide of Abyssal Lesser Undead surging below like black magma.
The hard, dark red scabby bone armor on the surface of the Abyssal Lesser Undead, continuously illuminated by the Holy Light Torch Tower, seemed to be invisibly weakened.
The resistance of the bone armor to the Vigia Sharpshooter’s sharp arrowheads was greatly reduced, allowing them to easily penetrate joint gaps and pierce the crystal core support structures near the eye sockets!
“Awooo!!!” The hit Abyssal Lesser Undead let out a piercing, inhuman howl, and holy flames erupted from the arrow wounds, rapidly spreading along the cracked bone seams!
Countless dark red vanguards instantly stiffened and shattered, turning into burning wreckage spewing holy flames and dark red sparks!
“Hum! Bang—! Hum! Bang—!” The Forest Fortress Ballista positions roared even more wildly!
At the Rodok heavy ballista positions fixed beside giant tree roots, the gunners were bare-chested, and the grinding sound of the winch gears was ear-piercing.
Giant root spears burning with runes and holy flames were imbued with terrifying kinetic energy!
They no longer sought area splash, but were calibrated to pinpoint fire, amidst the gunner’s roars, at the exceptionally large lava Abyssal Lesser Undead charging at the very front—those slow-moving yet battering-ram-like Abyssal creations!
The heavy root spears, carrying destructive shrieks, tore through the air.
A lava Abyssal Lesser Undead at the forefront was hit squarely in the chest!
Its enormous sternum, covered in viscous dark red magma, exploded with a rumble!
Inside, the sulfur crystal core, far larger than that of ordinary Abyssal Lesser Undead and like a furnace heart, under the impact of the holy flame root spear and the purification of the Holy Light Torch Tower’s intense light, burst with an astonishing roar and dazzling flash, like charcoal doused with cold water!
Intense light, mixed with foul-smelling lava and dark red bone fragments, swept across an area!
“Sharpshooters! Suppress the left flank! They’re trying to build a Skeleton ramp!” From behind the shooting loopholes in the middle layer of the Pangen Bastion, an officer’s roar pierced through the sound of arrows tearing through the air.
The Wood Elf Rangers there were like shadows in the forest; they didn’t even need to lean out, firing their elven longbows through the loopholes with astonishing frequency.
Each slender elven arrow carried a faint glow of holy light, silently shooting out from within the dim shooting loophole.
The arrows cunningly struck from below, precisely nailing the support points of the Abyssal Lesser Undead attempting to climb the wall roots and pile their own Skeleton to create climbing points for their companions!
The faint erosion of the holy light made the decaying bones even more fragile, and the climbing Abyssal Lesser Undead collapsed one after another like a crumbling sandcastle.
However, the Abyssal tide was boundless!
More Abyssal Lesser Undead surged forward, stepping on the bone fragments and ashes of their fallen comrades!
Sulfurous black gas coiled around their bone claws as they frantically scratched and tore at the Pangen Bastion’s newly vitalized thorny root walls and wooden defenses, emitting a grating “creak” that set teeth on edge, leaving corrosive marks that emitted scorching black smoke.
“Hold the line! Long live Deherim!” At the breach in the defensive line, the Rodok Sergeants’ roars drowned out the crisp sounds of bone cracking!
Their tower shields were deeply embedded in the ground, shoulder to shoulder, like a dam built of steel and flesh.
Extended halberds and broadswords fiercely stabbed and hacked out from the shield gaps and from above!
“Crack!!” A Skeleton predator attempting to break through from the side had its head severed at the neck!
Under the illumination of the Holy Light Torch Tower’s light, white smoke “hissed” from the severed neck, and the Abyssal corruption was faintly suppressed!
Another Rodok Sergeant’s halberd swept sharply, impaling and flinging an Abyssal Lesser Undead that had climbed onto the shield wall!
The shattered Skeleton, trailing dark red sparks, crashed back into the surging bone tide behind.
A silver storm abruptly cut in at the most critical moment for the Rodok Sergeant’s defensive line!
Half of the Holy Tree Knight Order transformed into ten silver lightning bolts, their mithril greatswords trailing sacred golden halos!
They did not hold a fixed position, but rather, with Shen Mu’s observation deck as the center, they moved like precise winches, rapidly interweaving along the edge of the city wall, precisely clearing out any stragglers who broke through the tower shield defense line, stabilizing the precarious nodes.
“For Order!”
A Holy Tree Knight’s battle cry resonated like a bell!
He spurred his horse over a hastily piled low wall, his cold mithril greatsword, carrying an unstoppable momentum, chopped down fiercely!
His target was a gigantic Abyssal Lesser Undead, its body streaming with dark red magma, which had just broken through two rows of spear formations!
“Clang—Boom!!!”
The greatsword violently collided with the thick bone arm enveloped in Abyssal lava!
Blinding holy light and dark red sparks splattered like an ignited powder keg!
The giant Abyssal Lesser Undead’s bone arm developed alarming cracks, and the warhorse beneath the Knight’s saddle heavily crushed the ground under the impact!
But the holy energy on the greatsword, amplified as if in resonance with the continuous illumination of the Holy Light Torch Tower, corroded the Abyssal carapace like a branding iron!
The comrades behind the Knight instantly thrust their spears in unison!
Several sharp cavalry spears, carrying the roars of Rodok Sergeants, fiercely plunged into the relatively weaker waist and rib joints of the giant Abyssal Lesser Undead from the flank!
The holy light-enhanced blades painstakingly broke through the bone with a grating sound!
“Hoo—!” The giant Abyssal Lesser Undead let out a roar of anger and pain, its massive body violently shaking, dark red lava spewing from its wounds and orifices, yet it also appeared sluggish under the suppression of the holy light.
The Holy Tree Knight’s eyes were cold as iron; in the instant the Abyssal Lesser Undead struggled and lost its balance, the greatsword suddenly changed direction and swept horizontally!
The blade cut through the air, emitting a shrill, sharp whistle, precisely sweeping across the giant Abyssal Lesser Undead’s relatively slender neck!
“Crack—Rumble!!!”
The massive, twisted head flew high into the air, and the severed neck erupted like a volcano, dark red lava and foul energy surging forth!
But the golden holy light carried by the greatsword was like a whip of judgment, fiercely lashing upon these surging impurities, and the sound of “sizzle-sizzle” purification resounded throughout the area!
The headless giant Skeleton crashed down like a falling mountain, crushing a swath of charging ordinary Abyssal Lesser Undead.
Shen Mu stood at the pinnacle of the observation deck, like the cold core controlling the rhythm of war.
The runic patterns flowing on his mithril heavy armor glowed brilliantly, and his spiritual power enveloped the battlefield like an invisible giant net.
He did not directly participate in the low-intensity fighting, but rather highly concentrated his will.
His cold gaze swept over the tide-like Abyssal Lesser Undead legion, precisely capturing the nodes that occasionally appeared in the dark red tide, emitting stronger Abyssal fluctuations—secondary crystal core points, mutated beings guiding corruption.
Each time his gaze locked on, the nearest Holy Light Torch Tower seemed to respond to his will, and a much thicker beam of holy light would flash out from its top as if commanded by his arm!
“Puff! Boom!!”
A mutated Abyssal Lesser Undead spellcaster attempting to secretly condense a corrosive poisonous cloud was pierced through the head by a precise beam from a distant medium-sized Holy Light Torch Tower!
Its crystal core and the brewing poisonous cloud were instantly purified and detonated by the holy flames, clearing a small void in the surging dark tide.
This battle around the Pangen Bastion, the cold gleam of weapons, the hum of bowstrings, the crisp sound of bones breaking, and roars intertwined to form the most primal and cruel symphony of war.
The brilliance of the Holy Light Torch Tower was the eternal main melody in this bloody movement; it weakened and disintegrated the Abyss’s minions, making soldiers’ blades more lethal and enemies’ bone armor more easily shattered.
Pangen Bastion stood like a stubborn reef in the boundless dark red tide of destruction, no matter how the giant waves crashed, how the shattered bones piled up, the burning holy light’s edge on the Pangen Bastion continued to cut down relentlessly, again and again!
Blood soaked the base of the walls, and Skeleton piled up like mountains.
The roar of the Abyss shook the sky, and the blade of light yielded no ground.
The slaughter, in the fierce collision of holy light and sulfur, had entered its most brutal phase of attrition.
Legolas emptied a quiver of arrows, then gasped and stepped back, looking at the colossal wolf shadow suspended above the core black domain in the distance, supported by a monstrous dark red light pillar, coldly observing the battlefield.
A sense of dread arose spontaneously.
This first wave of Abyssal Lesser Undead frenzy was merely cannon fodder used by the Abyssal Will to exhaust and probe… the true terror had not yet descended.
Legolas’s intuition was like the cold dew in the forest, chilling and accurate.
Shen Mu stood unmoving at the pinnacle of the observation deck, and beneath his cold mithril face mask, his eyes, forged like steel, also pierced through the smoke and roars, locking onto the End Wolf Shadow suspended above the core black domain.
Those two colossal pupils, forged from Abyssal blood diamonds, like frozen stars, looked down upon the meat grinder-like battlefield without joy or sorrow.
Its massive phantom floated on the black-red demonic pillar, as if it were not a flesh-and-blood body, but the cold manifestation of the Abyssal Will itself.
It was evaluating, waiting, using endless Abyssal Lesser Undead cannon fodder to exhaust the Pangen Bastion’s cutting edge and the dazzling light of the Holy Light Torch Tower.
Below, the Abyssal Lesser Undead frenzy continued to assault the Pangen Bastion with an all-consuming momentum.
The golden light arrows of the Holy Light Torch Tower crisscrossed endlessly, each strike exploding into purifying ripples in the dark red tide, sweeping away swathes of evil.
The fierce battle continued in its frenzy! (End of chapter)
