Chapter 433 Pioneering Tomb Construction Leads to a Bountiful Harvest!
Chapter 433 Pioneering Tomb Construction Leads to a Bountiful Harvest!
Chapter 433 Pioneering Tomb Construction Leads to a Bountiful Harvest!
Ark, familiar with the undead creature encyclopedia, naturally knew that ghosts were an extremely rare bronze-level undead creature.
If that undead was indeed a genuine Bronze-level ghost, then Ark would have retreated immediately without hesitation, taking everyone as far away as possible.
Then call on the support team of instructors from Haicheng Military Academy to carry out a dimensional reduction attack on this tomb of the dead.
Fortunately, the feedback from the Soul Eagle Eye skill gave Ark a huge sigh of relief.
Because they are currently in combat, Ark is constantly maintaining the release of Soul Eagle Eye.
Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, in the world of Soul Eagle Eye, the soul light of that undead creature, which resembled a ghost, was exceptionally bright and dazzling, but it did not exceed the strength of a lower-level Black Iron.
This means it is still a low-ranking undead creature of the Dark Iron rank.
Arks of the same combat level are naturally fearless.
At that moment, Hong Yang, carrying a hammer and a magic book, arrived from the other side, panting, and asked, "What happened? What's wrong?"
His body was covered in white bone dust, clearly from a fierce battle.
"Zhang Wu was just ambushed by a ghost and has temporarily lost the ability to cast spells."
Liu Diewu replied, "We need to find and kill that ghost, otherwise being attacked by it in the tomb will only cause more trouble."
"Where is that ghost?"
Hong Yang stared wide-eyed at his surroundings, but he saw nothing.
There's nothing here—
Before Hong Yang could finish speaking, the biting cold emanating from behind silenced him.
"Watch out, this guy can become invisible!"
Liu Diewu's loud reminder came too late.
A tall, menacing ghost appeared behind Hong Yang, its distorted, semi-transparent face revealing an exceptionally wicked smile.
"Sizzle!"
The ghost's withered arm, tinged with an eerie green light, plunged viciously into Hong Yang's back. However, the malevolent smile on the ghost's face froze the next moment.
The bright, holy light was as solid as a rock, firmly keeping its demonic claws at bay!
The next instant, the ghost's vision was filled with a warhammer covered in spikes.
"Snapped!"
Hong Yang cursed as he raised his warhammer, but there was nothing left underneath.
The ghost vanished into thin air just before being struck by the warhammer, unharmed.
"This is unbelievable! How are we supposed to deal with an enemy we can't see or hit?"
Cold sweat broke out on Hong Yang's forehead, a veteran of countless battles, and the holy aura of his priesthood flowed around him without pause.
While this can protect against ghost attacks, it also consumes a lot of mana.
Even though Hong Yang was close to reaching the mid-level of Black Iron, he still couldn't hold out for long.
Moreover, the ghost's targets weren't limited to him.
A shout of alarm and anger rang out from another direction, the last note of which suddenly turned into a shrill scream.
The ghost chuckled sinisterly, transformed into green light, and vanished into the night once more.
The snake-man archer who screamed stood frozen in place, his face and arms turning bluish-black.
Its companion touched his body and found that the snake-man's body had become as hard and cold as ice.
They were no different from those soldiers who froze to death!
The snake people of the Poison Fang tribe let out terrified curses.
They finally understood how the group of boomers they had passed by earlier had died.
In the blink of an eye, another piercing scream rang out!
"Get out of my way, ghost!"
A series of rapid spellcasting sounds accompanied by a sharp shout rang out, and in the distance, the Ark raised the necromancer orb and pointed it out.
A sturdy bone armor descended headlong upon the ghost that was draining its life force.
The ghost revealed a reluctant expression, but had no choice but to abandon the student it had not yet killed, withdraw its pair of eerie green claws, and then disappear into thin air.
The ghost's eerie cries came from all directions, elusive and unpredictable, making it impossible to pinpoint its location.
Hong Yang and the other trainees nervously turned their heads, trying to find the ghost the moment it appeared.
However, the Ark, which was the most likely next target of the Ghost attack, showed no sign of panic.
He sat steadily on the back of the mutated swamp frog, motionless, like a statue.
The ghost's eerie laughter rang out once more.
This time, they were even closer, and the desire in their voices to seize flesh and blood was even stronger.
Hong Yang felt a chill run down his spine and shouted sharply at Fang Zhou, "Boss Fang Zhou, watch out! The Ghost's target is you!"
"That's my goal too!"
Undeterred, the Ark pointed to the side without warning, creating intertwined chains of bones that formed a cage of skeletons.
A shrill scream rang out from the area shrouded in the Ark's skeleton cage, and the ghost's translucent body then emerged.
Without waiting for his reaction, Fang Zhou followed up with a bone-piercing spear, accurately hitting the spot where the ghostly soul fire was located.
The ghost struggled and screamed repeatedly, and large plumes of black smoke and green will-o'-the-wisps rose from its already struck body.
For a fleeting moment, the damage caused by the Bone-Piercing Heart-Piercing Spear seemed to be masked by the black smoke and ghostly fire, emitting a crackling sound like cold water being poured into a raging fire.
However, soon after, another shockwave of skeletal remains from the Ark hit its mark.
This time, the damage from the skill finally exceeded the limit that the ghost could withstand.
What makes ghosts so troublesome is their elusive nature and their ability to remain invisible and lurking as spirits.
Its once-proud ability to conceal itself has now vanished under the watchful eye of the Soul Eagle.
His entire body was hit by the Skeleton Prison skill that Ark had carefully prepared, leaving him with no room to maneuver.
The ghosts, now caged birds, performed no better than ordinary zombies and skeletons when faced with the Ark's fierce magical attacks.
The ghost's struggles soon ceased. Its body trembled violently, and it stretched out its hands toward the sky, as if trying to grab something.
Then it let out a final, sharp howl from its translucent chest.
A deafening roar and a blinding green light made it impossible not to look away.
The ghost's body exploded, and black smoke rose into the sky, forming a column of smoke that shot straight into the heavens.
An invisible shockwave spread outwards from the location of the ghost's explosion, but it had no effect whatsoever on the Ark, which was tightly protected by the skeletal armor.
But the skeletal bats flying in the air weren't so lucky.
The death of the ghosts seemed to have dealt them an exceptionally terrible blow.
The shockwave swept across the sky, and the eerie green soul flames burst like bubbles.
The ghosts that had left the skeletal bats lost their previous arrogance and instead let out sharp, fearful howls as they scattered into the distance.
"Alright, the obstacles are cleared, let's charge in!"
Fang Zhou shouted, pointing his sword at the burial site.
At the bottom of the tomb, two large doors, sealed by black ice, were firmly closed, but there were no enemies in front of them!
The battle between werewolves and skeletons continues.
However, it was clear to everyone that the werewolf with its brown fur and good appetite had gained an absolute advantage.
The remaining skeletons were like white bubbles tossed about in a giant wave, squeezed and torn apart by the werewolf army, with some bursting every second.
"These dogs are really lucky; they're sure to have plenty of food from now on."
Hong Yang grinned widely and said.
"Hongyang, now is not the time to make sarcastic remarks."
We've only reached the bottom of the burial site; we haven't figured out a way to get in yet.
Zhang Wu said from the side.
After the ghost was destroyed, he seemed much more energetic and was able to walk on his own without the help of others.
The procession has now gathered in front of the tomb's entrance.
The only thing stopping them from moving forward was the two large doors that were frozen together tightly with black frost.
Several combat trainees tentatively knocked on the door with their weapons.
Their weapons were all standard white quality equipment from the Haicheng Military Academy, and were of very high quality.
However, compared to the tomb's gate, it was like a toy. Not only was the gate unmoving, but even the black frost covering it was left with no decent marks.
"This ice is harder than steel."
Ah Kai said in surprise as he moved his arm, which was still sore from the shock.
"Make way, all of you make way, watch me!"
The roar came from behind.
A shield dancer trainee, with his massive tower shield atop his shoulder, stood ready to charge and shouted.
The others quickly stepped aside, then watched with anticipation and curiosity as Hong Yang let out a huge shout and charged forward with a series of heavy steps!
"Bang!"
A loud bang was heard, and the ground near the tomb seemed to tremble.
The shouts abruptly stopped. The shield dancer, known for his defensive prowess, swayed as if drunk, staggering backward before finally collapsing to the ground.
His massive, spiked tower shield remained affixed to the door for a few more seconds before sliding down with a whoosh, the broken spikes clattering to the ground.
"Ugly humans are like eggs hitting a rock!"
"The female leader of the Mud Spring, the demon Gu Nara, sneered in a grating voice."
Fangzhou ignored the indigenous people's mockery.
Given the sturdiness of this gate, the outcome would be the same even if werewolves or snake people came.
Fortunately, this did not pose any difficulty for the well-prepared nature expedition team.
Fangzhou first precisely unleashed the Poison Cloud spell at the black ice gate.
The poisonous mist formed by the putrefaction of the dead has two characteristics, the most obvious being its poison.
What's being overlooked is actually corruption.
Corrosion is a corrosive force, and even black, solid ice, which is an inanimate object, loosens considerably under this irresistible corrosive force.
Then Ark used its skills to summon ten elite skeleton officers, who raised their longswords and slashed at the black frost covering the gate.
Debris flew everywhere, and the sound was loud and clear.
With the corrosive effect of the Poison Cloud Technique, the attacks of these elite officers finally left clear marks several centimeters deep on the black frost.
However, it would probably take a long time of continuous hacking and slashing to break through the gate like this.
Of course, what Ark did to command the skeletons was only the first step.
To avoid any unforeseen changes inside the tomb, Ark ordered all the combat trainees in the team to retreat far away, leaving only his undead summons to tirelessly slash around.
About 10 minutes later, a large, irregularly shaped pit appeared in the center of the black ice gate.
Industry specializing in surgery.
As for forcibly opening doors, that's something other students from different professions will naturally handle.
Among the Gale Squad led by Hong Yang, there is a support class that has awakened the [Explosive Pioneer] class.
His specialty is developing and releasing various explosive devices.
This kind of situation involving siege warfare and explosives is exactly what he excels at.
It's worth mentioning that the storage chest containing magic stones, which was seized when dealing with that group of Fallen Bear Monsters, was allocated to this Burst Pioneer at Hong Yang's strong suggestion.
Unfortunately, the explosive devices enhanced by professionals are simply too unstable and require very strict storage conditions.
Providing the Burst Pioneer with a spatial storage device would be more conducive to the full utilization of his power.
At Ark's signal, the Explosive Pioneer pulled out some tightly wrapped explosive devices from his spatial storage chest.
Everyone was startled, and they scattered around the Burst Pioneer student with a whoosh, even Gunara riding the Swamp Slime was no exception.
The gaps that Ark had cut into the black ice gate, under the command of the skeleton army, were precisely placed according to the optimal location of the burial device that the Bursting Pioneer cadet had previously given him.
Ark then signaled for everyone to move away, and then directed several skeletons to pick up the explosive devices and firmly place them on the gap in the black ice gate.
Then, with a deafening roar, a red-hot fireball rose again, piercing through the thick fog.
A wave of scorching heat rolled in, carrying with it the acrid smell of gunpowder.
However, at the signal of this explosive pioneer, the expedition members all stayed far away from the safe zone and were not affected in any way.
As the smoke cleared, the two large gates of the burial site lay in disarray.
The lower half of one of the doors had cracked, with only a few twisted metal strips still hooking onto some broken pieces of ice.
The other door is slightly better, but it has also developed many cracks.
Without hesitation, Fangzhou commanded the summoned skeleton suicide squad to charge into the eerie, dark entrance to the burial ruins.
However, the anticipated undead ambush did not occur.
After directing the undead creatures to clean the narrow and dark burial hall and finding nothing unusual, the expedition members cautiously entered.
After passing through two dilapidated gates, the group finally entered the interior of the burial site.
The interplay of magical power and battle aura illuminated every detail inside the tomb.
If the enemies inside the burial site were human, their actions would undoubtedly make them easy targets for crossbow bolts.
However, the ruins are now inhabited by an unknown number of undead monsters.
The vision of the dead differs from that of the living; the intensity of light does not alter their field of vision.
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