Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master Chapter 941
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Chapter 941: 36 Towers
In such a situation, Necromancers would have to either secretly hide or flee in all directions. How could they build a Psychic Tower so blatantly? Even the Necromancers of the Darkness Shrine would rarely build Psychic Towers because they did not want to intensify the conflict between the two forces, let alone ordinary Necromancers.
The Double-Realm Psychic Tower could be considered the ultimate form of Psychic Towers. Apart from harsher construction requirements, the materials needed would be enough to drain the riches of any wealthy and powerful Necromancer. Most importantly, it would also require the sacrifice of a large number of lives.
Every inch of the land of the Psychic Tower would be flowing with endless blood only if a large number of lives was sacrificed and a massive amount of energy was infused with the Psychic Tower to allow the Psychic Tower to evolve into a Double-Realm Psychic Tower. Hence, in the countless years since the Dark Age, there had been no more than five Psychic Towers with verifiable evidence, and the Double-Realm Psychic Tower still remained a legend.
Although those conditions were extremely harsh, the massive power brought about by the Double-Realm Psychic Tower after successful evolution would be enough to make any Necromancer go mad. The evolution of the Psychic Tower into the Double-Realm Psychic Tower was akin to the advancement from the Legendary-realm to the Sanctuary-realm. It was absolutely a qualitative improvement.
The Double-Realm Psychic Tower was known under that name because its power traversed the two realms of the living and the dead. It could open the realm of the Undead creatures for the Necromancers, and continuously draw the purest death aura from the realm of the Undead. With the help of the incomparably pure death aura, the Necromancers could not only increase their strength rapidly, but also greatly increase their chances of stepping into the Sanctuary-realm.
At the same time, as long as a Necromancer put himself within the range of influence of the Double-Realm Psychic Tower, his combat power would also be elevated to a terrifying level. Regardless of whether he was using Necromagic in battle or summoning his Undead servants, his combat power could be increased by leaps and bounds. If he was an apprentice in Necromagic, he would be able to exert combat power that was at the peak of level-19. If he was a level-20 Necromancer, he would be able to exert combat power that was at the peak of the Legendary-realm.
In addition to those roles, the most important function of the Double-Realm Psychic Tower was to save the life of the Necromancer and allow him to share his life with the Double-Realm Psychic Tower. As long as the Double-Realm Psychic Tower did not collapse, the Necromancer would not die. Even if it did collapse, the Necromancer would still be able to send his soul fire into the realm of the Undead and truly become one of them.
Hearing Archbishop Martin’s shriek of terror, everyone looked frightened as well. Although the Double-Realm Psychic Tower only existed in legends, they did not think that Archbishop Martin would make a mistake. Everyone knew that in the world of Anril, the Brilliance Shrine probably understood Necromagic better than most Necromancers.
“Archbishop Martin, I think it might be necessary to make a correction. I’m afraid there should be 36 Double-Realm Psychic Towers here.” At this moment, Lin Li’s expression had also grown much more sullen. Even though he had long predicted that things would not go smoothly, the appearance of the Double-Realm Psychic Towers was still somewhat beyond his expectations. At this point, Osric’s control over the Sky Castle had probably reached a terrifying extent.
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A Psychic Array that was formed from 36 Psychic Towers was already extremely terrifying. What kind of power would a Psychic Array formed from 36 Double-Realm Psychic Towers be like? Truth be told, Lin Li could not imagine it at all. If the towers had been activated to form Double-Realm Psychic Towers when he’d explored the Sky Castle in the past, probably none of the people at that time would have been able to escape.
“36 towers!” Upon hearing that number, almost everyone couldn’t help but gasp in shock before beginning to suspect something. It was a Double-Realm Psychic Tower that existed in legends, not a random tower built of stone. Having one was already incredibly exaggerated. How could there be 36 of them!?
Archbishop Martin did not dare to hesitate for a single moment. He chanted a few prayers, and a Solar Sphere darted upwards into the sky from his hands, after which it suddenly split and flew in all directions in the Sky Castle.
Having stepped into the Sanctuary-realm using the Laws of Light and Darkness, Lin Li had a good grasp of the Holy Light Magic. He knew that Archbishop Martin was displaying the Holy Guidance, which was a form of Holy Light Magic that was used to specifically detect all kinds of unholy energies and auras like those of Undead creatures.
In fact, if it was possible, Lin Li wished that he was wrong. However, there were many things that could not change because of one’s will. Things did not always go the way people wanted. As the saying went, more often than not, things did not go according to the plan.
As expected, after casting the Holy Guidance, Archbishop Martin, who suffered some backlash, turned pale. Everyone had been watching Archbishop Martin’s reaction with concern, and did not ask any questions, because they had already gotten an answer in their hearts.
This time, they had even developed the desire to die. 36 Double-Realm Psychic Towers were absolute death!
One Double-Realm Psychic Tower meant that there was a Necromancer who had incredibly powerful combat power, and would almost never die in combat, yet 36 of them popped up all at once. That was an impossible phenomenon, even in the most terrifying nightmares!
36 Necromancers with incredible combat power were already terrifying existences that were far beyond anyone’s imagination. However, the 36 Double-Realm Psychic Towers formed a Psychic Array. Anyone had enough reason to believe that that it was definitely not an ordinary Psychic Array. The power it contained was probably more than 100 or 1,000 times greater than that of an ordinary Psychic Array.
After seeing the daunting situation that they were currently facing, almost every member of the expedition couldn’t help but wail in despair. It was simply overbearing. How could the Immortal King be that perverted!? Not to mention the amount of precious materials needed to build the Double-Realm Psychic Tower, there had definitely been an unimaginable number of lives that got sacrificed during the construction. Even if all the humans of the three human kingdoms were sacrificed, they would not be enough to build so many Double-Realm Psychic Towers!
However, at this moment, it was no longer possible for the expedition to consider that much. The black clouds in the sky had connected to form one, shrouding the entire Sky Castle in darkness. Everyone could feel the earth-shattering changes that happened to the space in the instant that the black clouds enveloped them.
Although the Sky Castle was originally dead silent as well, it had only given them some slight psychological pressure. However, after being shrouded in darkness, the Sky Castle had completely become a dead city. It was an Undead Domain filled with death aura. The members of the expedition, who were standing right in it, could even clearly feel that the death aura was seeping into their souls and slowly eroding their vitality.
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36 Psychic Towers formed a massive Psychic Array. What kind of changes would the 36 Double-Realm Psychic Towers make to the Psychic Array? Lin Li already had an answer in his heart. A Psychic Array merely gathered a large amount of death aura to create an Undead Domain that would be suitable for Undead creatures. However, the Psychic Array in front of him had a portion of the Undead World projected in it!
The boundless Undead creatures seemed like a dam that had burst as they swarmed madly towards the expedition from every direction. Every street was crowded with ugly Undead creatures as if it was an Undead fest. Similarly, there were also countless Undead creatures that surged out from the back to surround the entire expedition.
The ones rushing to the front were the Skeletal Warriors, which were forever the cannon fodder of the Undead creatures. However, the Skeletal Warriors were clearly not as pathetic as the ones that people had generally seen. They were clad in bright armor, with shields and swords in their hands and bones that were like white jade. They were clearly thin skeletons, but those Skeletal Warriors seemed to give off a terrifying aura as if they were elites that had gone through countless battles.
There were naturally many Hell Ghouls and Skeletal Mages at the back of the Skeletal Warriors. However, they were obscured from view. As cannon fodder, the Skeletal Warriors were already that ferocious. Hence, the higher-ranked Hell Ghouls and Skeletal Mages were definitely not to be underestimated.
There was a large number of Vampires in the form of bats packed densely above the army of the Undead like a flock of migrating birds. The membrane wings of each bat were glittering with silver magic symbols, and they were at least level-15 and above. The Vampires hovered in the sky, constantly emitting sharp and piercing shrill cries that made everyone feel like their eardrums were about to burst.
However, even more terrifying was that there were massive figures flying behind the Vampires, all of which were top existences among the Undead creatures. They were the Humerus Wyrms. The weakest of Humerus Wyrms were at least at the Legendary-level, but dozens or hundreds of them had appeared. Even if they were in another environment, the Humerus Wyrms would be enough to cause a huge problem for the expedition. However, the Humerus Wyrms were being shielded by the Psychic Array; hence, the entire space became a projection of the World of the Undead, which made the Undead creatures even more powerful. The Humerus Wyrms were even more terrifying there.
Soon, the white torrent formed by the Undead creatures gathered together, and attacked the expedition that was right in front of them, igniting the battle immediately. Faced with such a situation, it would be impossible to escape. Despite feeling hopeless and desperate, the expedition seemed to have no other choice but to fight with all their might.
In the Brilliance Shrine’s team, the Holy Light Knights did not rush out like before. Instead, they united to form a battle formation around the priests, and the melodious and high-pitched Holy Light Battle Song began sounding in the air above the team. The priests began to continuously cast powerful Holy Light Magic spells at the Undead creatures, causing rays of holy light to continuously fall into the tide formed by the Undead creatures.
The Power of Light was indeed worthy of being a natural enemy of Undead creatures. Each pillar of light was as silent as the rays of sun, but after it fell, all the Undead creatures within the range of the Power of Light immediately went up in white Flames of Purification. No matter how menacing the Undead creatures were, they all turned into a pile of ashes in the blink of an eye because of the flames.
However, the people of the Brilliance Shrine did not become complacent because of that tiny success. Instead, their faces grew even more sullen because they knew very well in their hearts what kind of power the Holy Light Magic that they were casting should possess. The seemingly powerful Holy Light Magic that was now purifying the Undead creatures had actually decreased in power by more than half.
Besides, what was even more horrifying to the people of the Brilliance Shrine was that they discovered that it had become extremely difficult for them to obtain the Power of Light through prayers. It was as if it had turned from a large river to a small stream. It seemed that they were facing the threat of their flow getting broken too.
That was too frightening. They were facing endless Undead creatures, but they could not replenish their Power of Light. They could only continuously deplete their own power, so what would happen when their power ran out? Would they still be able to survive!?
On the other side, the team from Rotterdam Kingdom had similarly begun attacking as well. Their 20 Alchemy Colossuses were facing the raging army of Undead creatures. Every ray of mana would blast head-on into the tide of Undead creatures, and form a huge hole in the tide in the blink of an eye. However, in another instant, the hole would be filled by the Undead creatures again.
The problem that the team from the Rotterdam Kingdom was facing was far more urgent than that of the Brilliance Shrine. The Alchemy Colossuses were powered by magical crystals. At that rate of depletion, it probably would not be long before the Alchemy Colossuses truly became a pile of scrap metal. Although there were other professions amongst the members of the Rotterdam Kingdom’s team, it was difficult for them to change the situation.
This time, the team from the Tower of Dusk could not be as relaxed as before now that they were facing the menacing Undead army. Hence, everyone had slipped into battle mode. The mages quickly formed a Magic Net Array, and the brilliant magic light shone incessantly with the continuous casting of high-level magic spells. They gathered to form a massive magic storm that swept towards the army of Undead creatures with groundbreaking power.
The Skeletal Warriors, Hell Ghouls, Skeletal Mages, and other Undead creatures might have been strengthened by the Undead Domain, but in the face of the magic storm formed by the mages of the Tower of Dusk, they became weak and fragile. They were unable to survive for even a second in the sweeping magic storm as they instantly shattered into the smallest of particles.
Under the command of their leader Alan, the mages cast magic spells while slowly changing their attacking position as if they were using a water hose to wash soil off the ground, causing the massive magic storm to look like it was sweeping. Under such attacks, the front of the army of Undead creatures was being removed layer by layer as countless Undead creatures turned into ashes that were scattered away.
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