Chapter 555: Army of the Undead VS Puppet Theater
Seeing the wave of undead monsters approaching from the sky, Su Lun also knew what confidence the red-robed great mage had to come alone to cause trouble for the Dawn Regiment.
Before his eyes, hundreds of thousands of skeletons spewed out from the undead sky like a torrent.
Not to mention the combat power, just the momentum of the hundreds of thousands of legions charging made everyone in Dawn couldn't help but secretly swallow their saliva.
Su Lun's eyes were slightly strange. He, a puppet master who always used his numerical advantage to crush the enemy, was now punished by the enemy.
However, he saw something shining in the left eye of the undead canopy, and muttered in his heart: "This guy's storage space is actually a fragment of the plane."
It can hold so many monsters, so it is certainly not an ordinary storage space.
Su Lun clearly sensed the spatial fluctuations in the undead canopy.
It was obvious that this was a plane fragment that had been refined into a magic weapon.
What a good thing!
Although it is not a complete plane like his own small void world, even the fragments are rare and of inestimable value.
It seems that this fragment is so small that it can contain an endless number of undead monsters.
For Su Lun, this is another good material that can expand the small void world!
At the same time that the Heavenly Mansion of the Undead appeared, several flying dragons spit out ice dragon breath, instantly freezing the sea. While freezing the Evernight, it also gave the surrounding monsters a land base to settle down.
Su Lun frowned as he looked at it. He also had extraordinary abilities in the death department, but this magic made him a little unpredictable: "How can he still breath out dragon breath even though he has only a skeleton left? This guy's necromancy level is I’m afraid it’s a bit high”
It was the wave of monsters that attacked. At the same time, the gunfire on the Evernight suddenly roared.
A large amount of ammunition poured out towards the monster tide, and a blanket of intensive fire began.
"Bang", "Bang", "Bang".
"Da", "Da", "Da".
Bullets and cannonballs fell densely into the monster tide, and fire exploded everywhere.
Broken limbs and broken arms were flying around, and bone dust was rising all over the sky like a sandstorm.
After all, the skeleton monster has no flesh and blood, so it doesn't take much effort to fight, the bullet can break the bones.
The red-robed great mage didn't feel any distress at all, and only had a sneer on his face.
There are as many low-level monsters as he wants in the Undead Space.
Even if you really consume too much, you can immediately replenish it by slaughtering a few cities.
For a necromancer of his level, there is never a shortage of materials.
The powerful fire suppression also slowed down the siege of the monster wave.
But everyone in the Dawn Group didn't have any relaxed expressions, because there was no end in sight for the monster wave.
Although most skeleton monsters are not even first-level monsters, the problem is still very big. They are cross-flow flows that truly maximize their numerical advantage. This is thanks to the fact that the Dawn Regiment has the most advanced guns and ammunition available to replace physical exertion. If it were an ordinary melee army, these little skeletons could consume people to death.
The most important thing is that there is no equal balance between effort and gain.
The skeleton monster must be crushed very thoroughly to completely kill a monster. Otherwise, those skeleton monsters with missing arms and legs would still be able to fight.
However, the ammunition consumed by killing monsters in this way is completely unequal to the results obtained by killing the monster itself.
To put it simply, killing a skeleton monster is not even worth the bullets spent.
If the fight continues like this, the Liming regiment will lose blood.
But don’t fight.
Without strong fire suppression, the tide of monsters could swamp the Dawn Regiment in a short time.
The Evernight lights up on the frozen sea like a lonely lighthouse, and the tide of undead wants to swallow up this corner of the light like endless darkness.
In addition to the tide of low-level skeletons, a large number of undead griffons and undead flying dragons have already attacked in the sky, and the high-level battle of the Dawn Regiment has also become busy.
Although the strength of undead creatures will inevitably decline, monsters with only skeletons will lose at least one or two major steps even if they are nourished by the air of undead. These skeleton flying dragons, Behemoths, Griffins, etc. are only at the sixth or seventh level.
But I can’t stand the large number!
Even if there are three or five high-ranking warriors besieging the Dawn Regiment, their numbers are more than enough.
Bartolo, No. 19, Mr. Black, Wordsworth, Kit. Everyone also used their methods and fell into a fierce battle in an instant.
After knowing that Su Lun had just informed everyone that the layer of phosphorus fire on the red-robed mage's body could burn the soul, no one dared to rush forward to cause trouble for that guy. They could only prevent these undead monsters from approaching the hull first.
There is a steady stream of undead natural disasters pouring out from behind.
There are also some special undead monsters among them.
Like the Skeleton Sword God that Senjou dealt with!
At this moment, at the core of the battlefield, one person and one monster were fighting fiercely among the monsters.
Thousands of domineering energy lingered, and the golden body of Rakshasa behind him attracted countless thunder snakes in the sky. Every time a sword was struck, there would be thunder.
The skeleton sword god opposite is equally domineering. Although it has lost its body and its realm is much incomplete, it was a genuine sword god after all, and the famous sword [Buddha Butcher] in its hand is both good and evil. It is unparalleled domineering. Under the slash, it is like a god or Buddha descending, and the sword energy is bound to contain a majestic treasure that seems to be able to save people, and also send people to hell to be subjected to the most vicious and evil conditions.
Su Lun looked at the sword and felt that it was very strange even from a distance. He couldn't figure out what kind of knowledge of the swordsmanship was needed to master the two obviously conflicting powers in the sword.
Fortunately, after all, only the bones were left, and Qian Jiao was not left behind.
The battle between the two top swordsmen fell into a stalemate. The sword energy flew across hundreds of meters, and all the skeleton monsters in its path were chopped into two pieces.
Su Lun only occasionally used the black scythe to assist on the ship, cutting off the wings of several gryphons and bone dragons, but did not fully engage in the battle.
He knew very well that the Necromancer and the Puppet Master had the same shortcomings.
Killing the skeletons will not help at all. Only killing the red-robed great mage is the key to breaking the situation.
But it's not that easy to kill.
Su Lun calculated various plans in his mind, but none of them were sure to kill him.
Originally there was Plan C, which was to insert the Evernight into the Small Void World and then teleport away.
But his intuition told him that if he encountered such a powerful enemy, even if he had to pay some price, it was best to deal with it immediately.
Otherwise, if you escape this time, the other party will definitely have some targeted means when you encounter him next time.
Maybe not next time, but this time!
Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is best not to think about escaping first.
And right now Su Lun has not sent out the gargoyle army.
First, because no matter how many small skeletons he killed, he could not reverse the situation; second, because he concluded that the guy must still have some "high-combat puppets" like the Skeleton Sword God in his hands.
The opponent didn't show his trump card, so Su Lun felt that the Dawn Group couldn't reveal it all at once.
In this way, the offensive and defensive battle remained in a stalemate for less than half an hour.
The Dawn Regiment uses the Evernight as its city, resisting the siege from all directions by the undead army.
Fortunately, the Eternal Night is loaded with the top-notch ship-borne equipment in the alchemy plane. Many of them are laboratory-level out-of-print combat machines, capable of dealing with all kinds of monsters. The firepower of a single battleship is simply not comparable to that of any other battleship.
It is no exaggeration to say that the current output of the full-fire Evernight cannot be compared to any team of the same number of people.
Even a group of ten thousand people in the plane of gods!
Moreover, artillery firing is more superior than magician casting. The cost of firing is money, not personnel combat effectiveness.
Commander Dora is also the best student in the military academy, and combined with [Issac the Blasphemer], she is familiar with various tactics, and her combat command ideas are clear and there is no panic at all.
Under the suppressed firepower of the Dawn Regiment, which spared no effort in ammunition, the Skeleton Legion not only failed to succeed, but also suffered heavy casualties among mortals.
Just those dozens of undead griffins and flying dragons have no chance of defeating the high-ranking warriors of the Dawn Regiment.
The battle looked fierce, but the Dawn Regiment suffered almost no casualties.
It just consumed some ammunition.
These days, the war workshop assembly line in the small void world is working overtime and producing a lot of inventory day and night.
With this intensity of consumption, you can fight for three to five days without worrying about ammunition consumption.
What's more, there are also some super-powerful laboratory-level "special bombs"!
If it doesn't work, we can still fight to the death.
Seeing this, Su Lun was too impatient.
He is a puppet master himself, so he doesn't know that it doesn't matter if low-level puppets are lost. But for high-level puppets, one is really injured and the other is lost. And many special puppets may be gone if they break down.
Sure enough.
Because the Dawn Regiment's firepower was so fierce, they were not in a hurry, but the enemy was obviously anxious.
The red-robed mage watched for a while, and at first he had the mentality of watching a show.
After all, his undead army is invincible. With the forbidden curse-level magic of Undead Scourge, it has never been easier for one person to massacre a city. Wherever it passes, no life will be allowed.
In some respects, his combat power alone is equal to that of several tens of thousands of corps.
But gradually, his brows also wrinkled.
Because he saw a different battle situation than he expected.
The Dawn Regiment didn't know where the end of the undead tide was, and the red-robed Great Mage didn't know where the upper limit of the Evernight's ammunition storage was.
In the past, relying on low-level skeletons to attack the sea of monsters, the enemy's physical strength could be exhausted, and in the end, the high-level opponent could be easily killed.
But the current situation is that apart from pulling the trigger, most people exert little physical effort.
If this continues, it's not necessarily possible that the material reserves in the Space of the Dead will be able to outmatch the opponent's ammunition.
Moreover, the magicians on the plane of gods had never seen artillery and firearms before the invasion. Now looking at such a powerful fire suppression, the great mage also looked thoughtful.
What he saw was that the Dawn Regiment had no casualties and used equipment that could be controlled by low-level spells to deal damage comparable to top-level magic.
Moreover, he saw not only the immediate situation, but also the far-reaching impact.
That is the threat that alchemical civilization poses to magical civilization!
He is already an extremely talented person that is unique in millions, and he has worked hard for decades to reach the realm of the Great Mage. Now being suppressed by a group of low-level warlocks relying on external objects?
If power is so easily obtained by the people at the bottom, what is the meaning of their noble magicians meditating day and night?
Faith must collapse.
As a servant of God, there is absolutely no way he would let this happen.
The red-robed Great Mage gradually had some complicated thoughts in his heart. The only remaining thought at this moment was: This civilization must be destroyed!
Su Lun looked at the mage in the distance whose face was gradually getting ugly. He didn't know that this guy had been taught a lesson by the firepower of the Dawn Regiment.
Looking at the gloom between his brows, he could even guess that this guy obviously had deep concerns about mechanical alchemy.
Just like the traditional alchemists of Lu Ying resisted the mechanical alchemists, technology has changed too many things, making traditional professionals panic.
The traditional magic plane of the god plane is even worse.
The other party was shaken. This was an opportunity. At this time, Su Lun asked through the communicator: "Senior Bartolo, did you see anything?"
Over the communicator, Bartolo responded: "I can see some clues. But I'm not absolutely sure. If I can expose that guy to some more tricks, I might be able to kill him with one blow."
"Yeah."
Su Lun was silent.
The red-robed great mage's methods are too weird. No one in the Dawn Group is sure that they can kill him in this situation. The only hope is to rely on Bartolo, the old sword god.
But the best is almost only the moment of exposure.
Otherwise, the enemy will be prepared and things will happen unexpectedly.
Let the enemy take more shots to expose weaknesses?
Su Lun felt his brows furrowed and couldn't think of any way to make the necromancer take action.
However, at this time, something unexpected happened again.
The battle between the undead army on the ice ahead was stalemate, and Su Lun watched the red-robed mage in the distance chanting magic spells again.
Looking again, several tall figures had appeared in the undead sky.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be several huge skeletons that were twenty to thirty meters tall and had light golden paint on their bones. They hold axes, heavy swords, shields and various other equipment in their hands. Not only the skeleton, but also a special power field lingering on the body.
Su Lun looked a little surprised: "The giants in ancient myths?"
Legend has it that the bones of certain gods have a golden color. When he saw the color of the bones of these huge skeletons, he immediately thought of ancient giants. The light-distorting power field on these skeletons is such a terrifying power field that only the legendary giants have.
"There are some tough guys here."
Su Lun frowned as he looked at it.
The guy opposite was obviously using his trump card.
Before this monster could completely escape from the undead natural disaster, several main guns on the Evernight opened fire at once, blasting it with high-explosive alchemical shells.
However, it was like an explosion hitting a tall mountain peak. The explosion produced some light and fire and dropped some gravel, but it did not shake the mountain peak. Although there were some cracks in the bones, it did not stop these giant skeletons from attacking the Evernight.
Judging from the defensive performance of this hard-resistant artillery, these eight giant skeletons are almost worth the combat power of eight eighth-level professionals.
Moreover, their huge size and strength give them inherent advantages in attacking cities. If we really let them get close to the ship, the consequences would be disastrous.
Although the steps of the giant skeleton are heavy, the moving speed is very slow.
But Su Lun made a little calculation and knew that these giant skeletons were likely to be able to get close before they were destroyed by artillery.
As the commander, Dora obviously calculated this.
So she immediately commanded the legion of mechanical warriors originally on standby on the deck to put on special heavy armor that resisted the power field field.
These giant skeleton monsters have eighth-level combat power. Except for a few high-ranking members of the Dawn Regiment, others are unable to compete.
Only mechanical power is qualified to compete with the skeleton giant.
The dozen or so heavily armored mechanical warriors changed their equipment, and when the steam boiler under their feet ejected, there was a mechanical friction sound, and a group of men and horses rose into the sky at extremely fast speeds.
Seven or eight mechanical warriors surrounded a giant skeleton and cooperated with each other tacitly. As soon as they arrived at the battlefield, various chains and cannonballs greeted them.
The effect is also good.
With concentrated firepower, the leg bone of a giant skeleton was broken in one glance.
With a "boom", a huge golden skeleton fell to the ground, smashing the small skeletons on the ground.
However, even with a broken leg, the giant skeleton still waved its weapon and knocked away the two mechanical warriors entangled with it. One mecha crashed on the spot, and the hit mechanical arm also twisted and deformed, emitting black smoke.
Even so, the remaining mechanical warriors still struggled with the skeleton giants.
Seeing this, Su Lun's expression became calmer and calmer, and the omniscient pupil of his left eye was still carefully identifying every detail of the battlefield.
The crow in the sky also shared the view.
The death bird can identify any spiritual body, which makes Su Lun see not only skeletons, but also balls of green phosphorus fire.
The phosphorus fire is especially obvious on those powerful monsters.
For example, the Skeleton Sword God who fought against Senjou, and those Skeleton Dragons, Behemoths, Giants, etc. all have soul fluctuations that are as conspicuous as torches in the dark night.
As for the phosphorus fire on those little skeletons, there are only a few soul fluctuations like broken glass, which are insignificant.
Also because these giant skeletons stood in front and blocked most of the artillery fire, various small skeleton monsters from the undead disaster also took the opportunity to emerge. In addition to the skeletons, there were also some other strange undead monsters. , like rotting corpses, rotten flesh monsters and the like.
Once the monster group disperses, the artillery's killing effect will be far less effective than when it was densely packed before.
And at this time, bad news came again.
Dr. Banks's warning suddenly came over the communication: "Everyone, be careful of those [disease zombies]. There is a plague spreading in the air. It is a very difficult plague, and you must use a Class A gas mask to filter out the germs in the air." Be careful with wounds, the plague can also infect wounds! If infected, inject [C5 powerful antiviral agent] immediately.”
After hearing a series of prompts, everyone in the battle immediately became alert.
Fortunately, Dr. Banks is a plague expert, otherwise no one would have discovered the invisible germ.
He said that the troublesome plague should not be underestimated.
The situation suddenly became more complicated.
More and more monsters broke through the fire coverage network and rushed toward the Evernight. Various close-in defense guns on both sides of the ship also began to fire intensively.
If this continues, it will be a matter of time before the tide of monsters overwhelms the Evernight.
Su Lun watched the monster approaching, stripped away other emotions from his mind, and fell into absolutely calm thinking: "These skeletons are not precisely controlled, have no physical connections, and have no spiritual threads. Instead, they have their own simple consciousness and follow certain orders. Go. That is, they are separate individuals"
He felt as if he had found a way to alleviate the situation.
Su Lun is a puppet master himself, so he doesn't know how difficult it is to control a puppet.
He has accumulated various opportunities, and now he can control more than a thousand puppets at his limit.
There is absolutely no chance that there will be more people at the same level than him.
Even if the enemy in front of him is at the eighth level, he is at most about the same level.
And this undead army, which can easily number hundreds of thousands, obviously has a different control method.
Although I didn't understand how the opponent's spell was controlled, those soul fires were obviously the key.
At this moment, the monster was already close to a hundred meters away, and a silk thread released from outside Su Lun suddenly solidified and inserted into the soul fire of a small skeleton.
Then after a little trial, the monster's charging posture froze on the spot.
“It’s really possible!”
Seeing this, Su Lun's eyes suddenly lit up with joy.
He suddenly found a way to restrain this undead tide, that is: the spiritual thread can control the soul fire of undead monsters!
The miracle of reversing the situation came too suddenly.
The moment he discovered this detail, he pinched his magician's seal and said, "Mystery: The Great Puppet Theater!"
The light of the alchemy array lit up, and a huge cross slowly appeared in the sky. On the cross, a silk thread also hung down.
[Isaac's Alchemical Heart] provided him with a massive amount of dark spiritual power, and the cross was still expanding rapidly, covering the entire battlefield in the blink of an eye.
The monsters are endless, and so are his threads!
In the distance, the red-robed mage looked at the cross appearing in the sky with doubts in his eyes.
He didn't know what this technique was used for, but he frowned when he saw the exaggerated surge of spiritual power.
On the other hand, the morale of everyone in the Dawn Regiment on the battlefield was lifted: "Mr. Su Lun has taken action!"
Because they knew very well that Su Lun would definitely create a miracle every time he took action.
Judging from past experience, the situation in the war must have turned for the better! (End of chapter)