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It turned out that what was charging towards the expedition ferociously was the Humerus Wyrms that they had been worried about previously. Besides, there were hundreds of Humerus Wyrms, which seemed rather dense and overwhelming. The massive mana waves seemed to have stuck together to become one. They were incomparably massive and intense.
Upon sight of such a scene, even Lin Li couldn't help but be frightened. Compared to the Humerus Wyrms in front of them, the Humerus Wyrm Legion in Prince Brahere's mausoleum was nothing. Although Lin Li, who was in the Sanctuary-realm, would not be afraid of the Humerus Wyrms, he could not help but worry about his own men. This test was obviously beyond what they could withstand.
As for Archbishop Martin, Donald, and the others, they were shocked to the point of turning pale and widening their eyes in horror. In fact, even their lips were trembling slightly. So what if they were powerhouses at the peak of the Legendary-level? They would still be afraid of death. Who would be willing to die when life was precious, and they had made their lifelong achievements with great difficulty?
"Magical Crystal Cannons, attack!" Donald hollered hysterically. Facing the Humerus Wyrms that were attacking them, he could no longer be bothered to consider issues like magnanimity and his pride.
The 10 mobile Magical Crystal Cannons shivered, and the muzzles were raised as rays of light quickly condensed and moved out of the muzzles. Next, 10 rays of light of mana that were as thick as buckets were shot at the Humerus Wyrms with roaring noise.
However, the devastating effects of the Magical Crystal Cannons were not seen on the bodies of the Humerus Wyrms. The rays of light bombarded the Humerus Wyrms, and only caused them to pause for a while.
Seeing such a scene, Donald's heart suddenly sank even lower. He knew his own items the best. The cannons of the mobile Magical Crystal Cannons were specially manufactured by the Dwarf Kingdom on the request of the Rotterdam Kingdom. Their power was at least five times stronger than the normal Magical Crystal Cannons'. The power of an attack of a normal Magical Crystal Cannon was equivalent to magic spells about level-18 or level-19. However, the 10 Magical Crystal Cannons could probably penetrate even a Legendary-mage's Magical Domain in one try.
Of course, putting aside the relationships, custom-ordering those 10 special Magical Crystal Cannons was definitely expensive. The cost of each of them was definitely enough to be exchanged for dozens of ordinary Magical Crystal Cannons. Besides, that was not because they had obtained it at a friendly price.
It was precisely because the Magical Crystal Cannons had such massive power that the Rotterdam Kingdom treated them as their trump cards, which they planned to use only at the crucial juncture of the expedition. The so-called trump cards were useful weapons that had to be used at the most critical moment to turn the situation around at once, and turn defeat into victory.
Although the rest did not understand how strong those mobile Magical Crystal Cannons were, they could tell from the light from the cannons that they were definitely more powerful than ordinary ones. Seeing that the terrifying cannons did not even cause the slightest damage to the Humerus Wyrms, they immediately understood that what they were about to face would be the most difficult battle so far.
Actually, the Humerus Wyrms were only one aspect of it. There were still endless Undead creatures around the expedition. The Undead creatures would not let the expedition and the Humerus Wyrms fight each other head-on. Besides, the Humerus Wyrms had already appeared. Hence, the Liches that were also a top existence among the Undead creatures just like the Humerus Wyrms would probably appear soon.
Although the Humerus Wyrms were just bones, they were not slower than actual wyrms. In the blink of an eye, they flew out of the crown of the giant Undead tree, approaching the expedition. As for the cannons launched by the Rotterdam Kingdom, they had no effect on the hundreds of Humerus Wyrms at all.
Besides, as the Humerus Wyrms approached, the members of the expedition could soon see clearly that the Humerus Wyrms were obviously different from what they had imagined, just like what they had been worried about all along.
The Humerus Wyrms that they knew could be divided into two types. One was the type that could use Dragon Crystals as their core and be assembled from the skeletons of other kinds of magical beasts and even humans. Another type was the ones that were a complete whole with the Dragon Crystal, and had become Undead creatures. However, in reality, they were essentially not too different. They were combinations of Dragon Crystals and bones. The only difference was the type of skeleton used.
For example, Ujfalusi's Crimson Humerus Wyrm had long used the skeleton of a green dragon. Afterward, it switched to a stronger wyrm skeleton in Prince Brahere's mausoleum. It was just like the difference in armor donned by humans. Some wore inferior armor, while some wore magical armor.
Not all of the Humerus Wyrms used the skeletons of wyrms. Instead, they were made up of random bones. Actually, there was nothing strange about it, regardless of their image. However, the Humerus Wyrms that the expedition was facing at the moment were obviously not pieced together with random bones, though their image was very different from what they remembered because their skeleton was covered in a layer of scaly skin.
Those Humerus Wyrms were like air-dried corpses that were just skin and bones. It even made them wonder if they had been starved to death. However, the layer of scaly skin on their bodies did not seem loose at all. Instead, it was tightly wrapped around the skeleton. It clearly provided them with great protection.
Since they had a layer of skin, it was obviously unlikely that the skeletons inside were composed of random bones that were messily pieced together. Hence, it was likely that they were similar to what they looked like before they died. However, the Humerus Wyrms, or rather Corpse Dragons, still looked significantly different from real dragons.
For example, there were a few of them that were three-headed dragons, which were very likely to possess three Dragon Crystals. Hence, they were definitely much more powerful than average Corpse Dragons. Besides, they could tell from the natural alignment of the group of Corpse Dragons that the three-headed Corpse Dragons clearly had higher status among them as the other Corpse Dragons all maintained a certain distance from them.
Most of the Corpse Dragons had extremely distinct Abyssal Demon features. However, they were definitely not Abyssal Demon Dragons. Instead, the Corpse Dragons were a combination of a wyrm and some powerful Abyssal Demon. The combination was not a bloodline fusion, but a physical combination where the wyrm and the Abyssal Demon were treated as machines. The various parts of their bodies were forcefully combined.
Even if they were ordinary Humerus Wyrms, they would still be able to make anyone feel hopeless because of how numerous they were. Not to mention, they were mutant Humerus Wyrms that had been heavily modified beyond recognition. However, the group of Corpse Dragons did not give the expedition any time to be afraid at all. They rushed towards the team, and released earth-shattering dragon breaths and magic spells.
The Corpse Dragons should not have been conceived by the Undead tree. It was most likely that they were all products of the experiments that the Immortal King had conducted in the past. They had survived for thousands of years in this world of the Undead, and each and every one of them was not simply a Legendary-level creature. There were many at the peak of the Legendary-level.
The three-headed Corpse Dragons in particular had strength that was at the peak of the Legendary-level. Besides, they were three-in-one entities that would probably have no problem contending with an average Sanctuary powerhouse. The power of mana that they possessed was not limited to Necromagic, as each of their heads possessed a certain type of mana alignment or one of the four elemental magic. There could be Necromagic too. One of the three-headed Corpse Dragons even had a head that could actually cast the Power of Light, which was not inferior to Archbishop Martin of the expedition at all.
Seeing the overwhelming magic spells and dragon breaths crashing down, the members of the expedition dared not slow down at all. One by one, they cast their strongest defensive methods.
The Holy Light Knights formed a defensive battle formation. The battle song formed a barrier of light in the sky, emitting a holy aura that could not be penetrated by any evil at all. The priests chanted the Holy Light prayer in unison, and rays of pure and holy light emerged from their bodies, engulfing the sky above the expedition like smoke.
The Alchemy Colossuses of the Rotterdam Kingdom's team also condensed numerous glistening hexagonal shields as their Alchemy Arrays glowed brightly. The hexagonal light shields were tightly connected to each other like a beehive, forming a huge dome above the expedition.
On the Tower of Dusk's side, the mages were also doing their best to operate the Magic Net Array, quickly mounting layer after layer of Elemental Defense above the Tower of Dusk and the Rotterdam Kingdom. Each layer was as strong as those cast by powerhouses at the peak of the Legendary-level.
At one point, the sky above the expedition was filled with all sorts of colorful and brilliant defensive power, making it a little difficult for the people below to see what was happening outside. However, was that defense enough? That was the question in the mind of everyone. The Corpse Dragons were far too terrifyingly powerful, and no matter how many layers of defense they had above their heads, the members of the expedition could not feel safe at all.
A massive roar immediately erupted at the instant before magic spells and the dragon breaths bombarded the defense of the expedition.
The resplendent Holy Light Battle Song was distorted by the roar, and no longer sounded like a battle song. Instead, it sounded like a painful moan that was soon dispelled completely. At the instant that the Holy Light Battle Song disappeared, the Holy Light Knights shuddered, and their faces turned extremely ashen. Blood even oozed out of their eyes and nostrils.
Almost at the same time that the Holy Light Battle Song vanished, the Holy Light Priests who were praying piously also suddenly sped up, raising the pitch of their voices. However, in just a moment, the Holy Light Priests suddenly vomited blood, and were so weak that they fell on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Archbishop Martin and Prince Jeremiah could not help but go through a major change in expression. They had just come in contact with the Corpse Dragons, yet the combat power of their underlings had already decreased greatly. Even if they survived this wave of attacks, the Holy Light Knights and priests would probably be unable to play any role in the battle. In fact, they might not even be able to defend themselves.
However, the attack of the Corpse Dragons had yet to end. At the instant that the Holy Light shield of the priests was shattered, the Alchemy Colossuses of the Rotterdam Kingdom also began creaking and making sounds like they suffered from massive pressure, as if the sky had fallen down. The Alchemy Arrays that were casting Light Shields in front of the chests of the Alchemy Colossuses also began glowing at this moment as wisps of smoke continued to emerge from the formation.
Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of explosions suddenly emerged from the Alchemy Colossuses, and the hexagonal Light Shields that formed a hive-like dome in the sky collapsed instantly.
Three successive layers of defense all collapsed in just one breath, and the violent magic spells and dragon breaths finally bombarded the Tower of Dusk's Mage Legion's Elemental Shield. The layers of elemental defense shattered and burst like bubbles. Although the mages still continued to cast defensive magic spells, their speed was much slower than the speed of the defensive layers shattering.
The only advantage was that the defensive magic spells that the mages cast would not affect the mages in any way even if they were shattered. It was far better than the members of the Brilliance Shrine spitting blood and bleeding from every aperture. However, based on the situation before them, the Tower of Dusk's Mage Legion would not be able to sustain it for more than a few seconds, and by then, they probably would not be able to avoid extermination.
Seeing the destructive attacks that were about to fall on them, Archbishop Martin and the others could not help but look desperate and hopeless. Previously, they had never thought that they would actually encounter such a desperate situation when exploring the Sky Castle. Although they would still be able to leave as they were peak-Legendary-realm powerhouses, they did not have any spare energy to protect their subordinates, who were all elites that they had spent a lot of effort to nurture and groom. If all of them died here, they would not be able to accept the emotional blow, let alone explain the losses to their superiors when they returned.
At this moment, Lin Li suddenly leaped into the air to face the catastrophe-like offensive spells without Helios' Scepter, which he was used to using, or chanting any magic incantations. Be it Archbishop Martin or Donald, neither of them knew what Lin Li was planning to do exactly. They simply watched as he raised his palm and tapped it in the void gently, his body appearing extremely feeble in contrast to the magic storm.
The seemingly powerless movement made the entire space vibrate vigorously all of a sudden, followed by a magic storm outside the elemental defense that was full of power vanishing in the blink of an eye like sand being blown away by the wind. At this moment, the entire world suddenly became incomparably silent. The only thing left was the figure that was floating in midair.
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