Chapter 553 Undead Legion vs. Puppet Theater

　　Seeing the endless tide of undead monsters surging towards them, Suren knew what gave the red-robed archmage the confidence to come alone to cause trouble for the Dawn Mercenary Group.

　　The sight of hundreds of thousands of skeletons pouring out from the undead sky like a flash flood was truly terrifying.

　　Regardless of their combat power, the momentum of this army of hundreds of thousands alone made the Dawn Mercenary Group swallow hard.

　　Suren's eyes flashed with a strange light. He, who was used to crushing enemies with numerical superiority as a Puppet Master, was now being countered by the enemy in the same way.

　　However, as he looked at the undead sky, the left eye gleamed, and he discerned something, muttering to himself, "This guy's storage space is actually a fragment of a plane."

　　To hold so many monsters, it naturally wasn't an ordinary storage space.

　　Suren clearly sensed the spatial fluctuations in the undead sky.

　　It was obvious that this was a fragment of a plane that had been refined into a magic导器 (dao qi, magic item).

　　What a treasure!

　　Although it wasn't a complete plane like his own Little Void Realm, even a fragment was an invaluable rarity.

　　It seemed that this fragment wasn't small, as it held an endless number of undead monsters.

　　For Suren, this was another good material to expand the Little Void Realm!

　　At the same time as the undead sky appeared, several frost dragons breathed out icy dragon breaths, instantly freezing the sea surface. While freezing the Eternal Night, it also gave those undead monsters a land base to stand on.

　　Suren frowned, this magic was somewhat incomprehensible to him despite both being death-elemental transcendent abilities: "How can they still breathe dragon breath when they're just skeletons? Is this guy's undead magic grade a bit high..."

　　……

　　At the same time as the monster tide attacked, the guns on the Eternal Night suddenly roared.

　　A large amount of ammunition poured out towards the monster tide, beginning a dense barrage of covering fire.

　　"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"...

　　"Da", "Da", "Da"...

　　The bullets and shells landed densely in the monster tide, and flames erupted everywhere.

　　Limbs flew, and bone dust rose like a sandstorm in the sky.

　　After all, skeletons had no flesh and blood, so fighting them didn't take much effort; bullets could shatter their bones.

　　The red-robed archmage didn't feel the slightest bit of pity, his face only showed a cold smile as he watched the scene.

　　He had as many of these low-level monsters as he wanted in his undead space.

　　Even if they were really consumed too much, he could replenish them immediately by slaughtering a few cities.

　　For an undead mage of his level, he was never short of materials.

　　The powerful suppression of firepower also slowed down the momentum of the monster tide's encirclement.

　　But the expressions of everyone in the Dawn Mercenary Group did not show any relief, because the monster tide had no end in sight.

　　Don't look down on the fact that most of the skeleton monsters weren't even considered first-tier monsters, but the problem was still very big. They were truly pushing the numerical advantage to the extreme. This was still thanks to the Dawn Mercenary Group having the most advanced guns and cannons, and ammunition replacing physical consumption. If it were a normal melee army, these little skeletons could exhaust people to death.

　　The most important thing was that the cost and gain were not equal.

　　The skeleton monsters had to be shattered very thoroughly to completely kill one. Otherwise, those skeleton monsters with missing arms and legs could still have combat power.

　　But the ammunition consumed to kill monsters in this way was completely disproportionate to the results obtained from killing monsters of that level.

　　To put it bluntly, killing a skeleton monster wasn't even worth the money spent on bullets.

　　If they continued to fight like this, the Dawn Mercenary Group would suffer a great loss.

　　But they had to fight.

　　Without the suppression of powerful firepower, the monster tide could engulf the Dawn Mercenary Group in a short period of time.

　　The Eternal Night shone its lights on the frozen sea, like a lonely lighthouse, while the undead tide wanted to devour this corner of light like endless darkness.

　　In addition to the low-level skeleton tide, a large number of undead griffins and undead dragons had already attacked from the sky, and the Dawn Mercenary Group's high-ranking combatants were also busy.

　　Although the strength of the undead creatures would inevitably decline, and even if the monsters that only had skeletons left were nourished by the aura of death, they would still drop at least one or two major ranks. These skeleton flying dragons, behemoths…

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　　…Griffins and the like were only at the sixth or seventh rank.

　　But the sheer number of them was overwhelming!

　　Even if three or five of them besieged the Dawn Mercenary Group's high-ranking combatants, the numbers were more than enough.

　　Bartolo, Nineteen, Mr. Black, Wordsworth, Kit... everyone used their means, and in the blink of an eye, they were caught in a fierce battle.

　　After knowing that Suren had told everyone that the phosphorous fire on the red-robed mage's body could burn souls, no one dared to rashly step forward to find trouble with that guy, and could only first stop these undead monsters from approaching the ship.

　　There were still endless streams of them涌 (yong, gushing) out of the undead cataclysm.

　　Among them, there were also some special undead monsters.

　　Like the Skeleton Sword God that Qian Tiao was dealing with!

　　At this moment, at the core of the battlefield, one person and one monster were fighting fiercely in the monster pile.

　　Qian Tiao was surrounded by domineering energy, and the Rakshasa golden body behind him attracted countless thunder snakes in the sky. Every time he slashed out a sword, there would be a shocking thunderous force.

　　And the Skeleton Sword God on the opposite side was equally domineering. Although it had lost its flesh and its realm was incomplete, it was, after all, a genuine Sword God before its death, and the famous sword [Fotu (佛屠, Buddha Slaughter)], which was both righteous and evil, was even more domineering and unmatched. Under its slashes, it was as if gods and Buddhas had descended, and the sword energy inevitably contained a treasure-like solemnity that seemed to transcend people, and a viciousness that sent people to hell.

　　Suren looked at the sword, and even from a distance, he felt it was very evil. He couldn't understand what kind of extreme sword道 (jian dao, sword path) comprehension was needed to master the two obviously conflicting forces in that sword.

　　Fortunately, after all, it only had bones left, and Qian Tiao had not fallen behind.

　　The battle between the two top swordsmen fell into a stalemate, and the sword energy flew wildly for hundreds of meters, and all the skeleton monsters that passed by were cut in half.

　　……

　　Suren only occasionally used the Black Scythe for assistance on the ship, cutting off the wings of a few griffins and bone dragons, and did not fully engage in the battle.

　　He was very clear that undead mages and puppet masters had the same shortcomings.

　　Killing skeletons was useless; only killing the red-robed archmage was the key to breaking the situation.

　　But it wasn't so easy to kill him.

　　Suren had calculated various plans in his mind, but he had no confidence in killing him.

　　Originally, there was also a C plan, which was to put the Eternal Night into the Little Void Realm again, and then teleport away.

　　But intuition told him that when encountering such a strong enemy, even if it cost him some price, it was best to solve it immediately.

　　Otherwise, if he escaped this time, the next time they met, the other party would definitely have some targeted means.

　　Perhaps not next time, but this time!

　　Unless it was absolutely necessary, it was best not to consider running away first.

　　And at the moment, Suren didn't send out the gargoyle legion.

　　One was because killing more small skeletons would not reverse the situation; the second was because he judged that that guy must still have some "high-ranking combat puppets" like the Skeleton Sword God in his hands.

　　If the other party didn't show his trump card, Suren felt that the Dawn Mercenary Group couldn't show their bottom line all at once.

　　In this way, the offensive and defensive battle was in a stalemate for half an hour.

　　The Dawn Mercenary Group took the Eternal Night as a city, resisting the encirclement of the undead legion from all directions.

　　Fortunately, the Eternal Night was equipped with the top shipboard equipment in the Alchemy Plane. Many of them were laboratory-level out-of-print combat machines, enough to cope with various monsters. The firepower of a single warship was simply incomparable to any warship.

　　It was no exaggeration to say that the current output of the fully armed Eternal Night was unmatched by any team of the same number of people.

　　Even the ten thousand-man mage group in the Celestial God Plane!

　　Moreover, the launch of cannons was more advantageous than the casting of spells by mages. What was spent on launching cannons was money, not personnel combat power.

　　And Commander Dora herself was also the most outstanding student in the military academy, and she had also integrated the [Isaac Godslayer]. She knew various tactics by heart, and her combat command was clear and without any panic.

　　Under the Dawn Mercenary Group's firepower suppression that spared no ammunition, the skeleton legion not only did not succeed, but the casualties of the mortals were very heavy.

　　It was only those dozens of undead griffins and flying dragons that had no chance to take down the Dawn Mercenary Group's high-ranking combatants for a while.

　　The battle looked very fierce, but the Dawn Mercenary Group had almost no casualties.

　　It was just the consumption of some ammunition.

　　These days, the war workshops in the Little Void Realm had been working overtime day and night to produce a large amount of inventory on the assembly line.

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　　With this level of consumption, there was no need to worry about the consumption of ammunition even if they fought for three or five days.

　　What's more, there were also some "special bombs" with ultra-high power laboratory levels!

　　If it didn't work, they could still fight to the death.

　　Seeing this, Suren wasn't too worried.

　　He himself was a puppet master, so how could he not know that the loss of low-level puppets didn't matter. But high-level puppets were really damaged when they lost one. Moreover, many special puppets might be gone if they were broken.

　　Sure enough.

　　Because the Dawn Mercenary Group's firepower was too fierce, they weren't in a hurry, but the enemy was obviously in a hurry.

　　……

　　The red-robed archmage watched for a while, and at first, he still had a mentality of watching a show.

　　After all, his undead legion was invincible. With the forbidden spell-level magic of undead cataclysm, it was always as easy as pie to屠城 (tu cheng, massacre a city) alone. Wherever he went, life was extinct.

　　In some ways, his combat power alone was equivalent to several ten thousand-man mage groups.

　　But gradually, his brows also frowned.

　　Because he saw a battle situation that was different from what he had expected.

　　The Dawn Mercenary Group didn't know where the end of the undead tide was, and the red-robed archmage didn't know where the upper limit of the Eternal Night's ammunition storage was.

　　In the past, they relied on low-level small skeletons to use the monster sea tactics to exhaust the enemy's physical strength, and finally easily kill the other party's high-level characters.

　　But the current situation was that, except for pulling the trigger, most of the people on the other side had almost no physical consumption.

　　If this continued, it was not certain that the material reserves in the undead space could definitely beat the other party's ammunition.

　　Moreover, the mages of the Celestial God Plane had never seen artillery guns before the invasion. Now, seeing such powerful firepower suppression, this archmage also showed deep thought.

　　What he saw was that the Dawn Mercenary Group had no casualties and used equipment that could be manipulated with low-level术式 (shu shi, spells) to deal damage comparable to top-level magic.

　　Moreover, what he saw was not only the present, but also a more far-reaching impact.

　　That was the threat of the Alchemy civilization to the magic civilization!

　　He himself was already an unparalleled genius with extraordinary talent, and he had cultivated hard for decades to reach the realm of archmage. Now he was suppressed by a group of low-level術士 (shu shi, spellcasters) who relied on external objects?

　　If power was so easily acquired by the底层人 (di ceng ren, bottom-level people), what was the meaning of their noble mages' meditation and hard cultivation day and night?

　　Belief would inevitably collapse.

　　As a servant of God, he could never let this happen.

　　The red-robed archmage gradually had some complicated thoughts in his mind, and the only thought left at this moment was: This civilization must be destroyed!

　　……

　　Suren looked at the mage in the distance whose face was gradually turning ugly, and he knew that this guy had been taught a lesson by the Dawn Mercenary Group's firepower.

　　Looking at the haze between his eyebrows, he could even guess that this guy obviously had deep fears about Mechanical Alchemy.

　　Just like the traditional alchemists of the Luying tradition resisted the Mechanical Alchemist, technology had changed too many things, giving traditional professionals a sense of panic.

　　The traditional magic plane of the Celestial God Plane was even worse.

　　The other party was shaken, this was an opportunity. At this time, Suren asked a question through the communicator: "Senior Bartolo, have you seen anything?"

　　On the other side of the communicator, Bartolo responded: "I have seen some tricks. But I don't have absolute certainty. If we can get that guy to expose some more means, we might be able to kill him with one blow."

　　"Um."

　　Suren listened and fell silent.

　　The red-robed archmage's methods were too strange. In this situation, no one in the Dawn Mercenary Group was sure that they could kill him. The only hope was to rely on Bartolo, this old Sword God.

　　But the best opportunity was almost only the moment he was exposed.

　　Otherwise, if the enemy was prepared, things would change unexpectedly.

　　Get the enemy to make more moves and reveal flaws?

　　Suren frowned, unable to think of any way to get the undead mage to take action.

　　However, at this time, another change occurred.

　　The battle situation on the ice in front was in a stalemate, and Suren watched the red-robed mage in the distance chanting magic咒语 (zhou yu, incantations) again.

　　Looking again, several tall figures had already appeared in the undead sky.

　　Taking a closer look, it turned out…

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　　…they were several giant skeletons twenty or thirty meters tall, with淡金色 (dan jin se, light golden) bones. They held axes, heavy swords, shields, and various other equipment in their hands. Not only were they skeleton bones, but their bodies were also surrounded by a special force domain.

　　Suren looked at them in slight surprise: "Giants from ancient mythology?"

　　It was said that the bones of certain divine bloodlines would have a golden color, and seeing the bone color of these giant skeletons, he immediately thought of the ancient giants. The power domain that distorted the light on these skeletons could only be possessed by the legendary giants.

　　"Some tricky guys have come..."

　　Suren frowned.

　　The guy on the opposite side was obviously using his trump card.

　　Just as these monsters had not completely emerged from the undead cataclysm, several main cannons on the Eternal Night fired at the same time, and high-explosive alchemy弹 (dan, shells) were fired.

　　However, it was like blasting on a tall mountain, exploding with some light and fire, and some碎石 (sui shi, gravel) fell, but it did not shake the mountain. Although the bones had some cracks, it did not stop these giant skeletons from attacking the Eternal Night.

　　Judging only from the defensive performance of resisting the artillery fire, these eight giant skeletons were about equal to the combat power of eight eighth-tier professionals.

　　Moreover, their huge size and strength also had a先天性 (xian tian xing, inherent) advantage in siege warfare. If they were really allowed to get close to the ship, the consequences would be unimaginable.

　　Although the giant skeletons moved slowly and heavily.

　　But Suren slightly estimated that these giant skeletons were likely to get close before they were completely destroyed by the artillery fire.

　　Dora, as the commander, obviously also calculated this point.

　　Therefore, she immediately directed the mechanical warrior legion that was originally waiting on the deck to put on special heavy armor that resisted the force field.

　　These giant skeleton monsters had the combat power of the eighth tier, and except for a few high-ranking combatants of the Dawn Mercenary Group, no one else was able to compete with them.

　　Only mechanical power had the qualifications to compete with the skeleton giants.

　　The more than a dozen heavy-armored mechanical warriors changed their equipment, and the steam boilers under their feet sprayed out. A series of mechanical friction sounds rang out, and a team of people soared into the sky, extremely fast.

　　Seven or eight mechanical warriors surrounded a giant skeleton, cooperating tacitly. As soon as they arrived at the battlefield, various chains and炮弹 (pao dan, shells) greeted them.

　　The effect was not bad.

　　Under concentrated firepower, they broke the leg bone of a skeleton giant with one face-to-face effort.

　　With a "咚 (dong, thump)" sound, a huge golden skeleton fell to the ground, smashing a pile of small skeletons.

　　However, even if it broke its leg, the skeleton giant still waved its weapon, heavily knocking away the two mechanical warriors who were缠绕 (chan rao, entangling) it. One mech crashed on the spot, and the mechanical arm that was hit by the other one was also twisted and deformed, emitting black smoke.

　　Even so, the remaining mechanical warriors still kept entangled with the skeleton giants.

　　Suren watched this, his expression became more and more calm, and his All-Knowing Eye was still carefully identifying every detail of the battlefield.

　　And Crow Grandaddy also shared the field of vision.

　　The Death Announcing Bird could identify any spiritual body, which allowed Suren to see not only skeletons but also clusters of green phosphorous fire.

　　The phosphorous fire was particularly obvious on those powerful monsters.

　　Like the Skeleton Sword God who was fighting Qian Tiao, and those Skeleton Flying Dragons, Behemoths, Giants, etc... all had conspicuous soul fluctuations like torches in the night.

　　And the phosphorous fire on those small skeletons only had star-like soul fluctuations like碎玻璃渣 (sui bo li zha, broken glass shards), which were 微不可觉 (wei bu ke jue, barely perceptible).

　　Also, because these giant skeletons were standing in front, blocking most of the artillery fire, various small skeleton monsters in the undead cataclysm took the opportunity to涌 (yong, surge) out. In addition to skeletons, there were also some other strange undead monsters, like腐尸 (fu shi, rotten corpses),爛肉怪 (lan rou guai, rotten meat monsters), and the like.

　　Once the monster群 (qun, group) dispersed, the killing effect of the artillery fire was far less effective than before when it was dense.

　　And at this time, bad news came again.

　　A warning from Dr. Banks suddenly came from the communication: "Everyone be careful of those [Plague Zombies], there is a plague spreading in the air. A very棘手 (ji shou, thorny, troublesome) plague, you must use a Class A gas mask to filter the germs in the air. Be careful of wounds, this plague can also be infected from wounds! If infected, immediately inject Type 5 potent antiviral agent】…

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　　…”

　　Listening to a series of prompts, everyone in the battle immediately became alert.

　　Fortunately, Dr. Banks was a plague expert, otherwise, everyone would not have found the germs that were invisible to the naked eye.

　　He said it was a thorny plague, so naturally, it could not be underestimated.

　　The situation suddenly became more complicated.

　　If this continued, it was only a matter of time before the monster tide drowned the Eternal Night.

　　Suren watched the monsters approach, stripped away other emotions in his mind, and fell into absolutely calm contemplation: "These skeletons are not precisely controlled, there is no physical connection, and there are no spiritual filaments... Instead, they have their own simple consciousness and follow certain commands. That is to say, they are separate individuals..."

　　He felt that he had found a way to缓 (huan, alleviate) the situation.

　　Suren himself was a puppet master, so how could he not know the difficulty of controlling puppets?

　　He had accumulated all kinds of opportunities together, and now his limit was only able to control more than a thousand puppets.

　　It was absolutely impossible for anyone in the same rank to have more than him.

　　Even if the enemy in front of him was the eighth tier, he was at most at a similar level.

　　And this undead legion of hundreds of thousands at every turn obviously had a different way of controlling them.

　　Although he didn't understand how the other party's术式 (shu shi, spell) controlled them, those flames of the soul were obviously the key.

　　At this moment, the monsters had already approached within a hundred meters, and a strand of丝线 (si xian, silk thread) released by Suren suddenly solidified and inserted into the soul fire of a small skeleton.

　　Then, with a slight try, the monster's charging posture stiffened on the spot.

　　"It really works!"

　　Seeing this, Suren's eyes suddenly flashed with joy.

　　He suddenly found a way to restrain the undead tide, which was that: spiritual filaments could control the soul fire of undead monsters!

　　The miracle of the reversal of the situation came too suddenly.

　　At the moment he discovered this detail, he pinched a术士印 (shu shi yin, spell seal), "奥义 (ao yi, secret art) · Great Puppet Theater!"

　　The light of the Alchemy Array lit up, and a huge cross slowly appeared in the sky, and a丝线 (si xian, silk thread) also hung down from the cross.

　　The [Isaac Alchemy Heart] provided him with a massive amount of dark spirit power, and the cross was still expanding rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it had covered the entire battlefield.

　　There were endless monsters, and his丝线 (si xian, silk threads) were also endless!

　　In the distance, the red-robed mage looked at the cross that appeared in the sky, his eyes full of doubt.

　　He didn't know what this术式 (shu shi, spell) was for, but looking at the exaggerated surge of spirit power, he frowned.

　　On the other hand, the morale of the Dawn Mercenary Group in the battlefield suddenly rose: "Mr. Suren has taken action!"

　　Because they knew very well that every time Suren took action, he would create miracles.

　　According to past experience, there would inevitably be a turn for the better in the battle situation!

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　　Chapter 553 Undead Legion vs. Puppet Theater
Hu Die Lan