Chapter 196: Total Wipeout

"Monsters!" This was Allison's first thought.

These monsters could not be pierced by ordinary weapons; their skin was stiff, as if petrified, and even when Warriors struck them, they could only break a leg, unable to stop them from continuing forward.

And these stone statues were completely unafraid of fire or lightning strikes.

On the fortress wall, Zhuguli, who had just returned from patrol, was watching the excitement while simultaneously recording the scene.

This was a grand scene of a battle involving one hundred thousand people; those Barbarians had poured out almost in full force, and even with preparations, the Federal army was caught off guard.

Especially the Zombies that had mutated; no wonder Gannaer wanted to cooperate with the witches—it turned out the Formations on both sides were merging.

Allison jumped out directly, kicked away a Stone Zombie that had already lost its arms, and then hoisted up an ordinary Warrior, "This won't do; Warriors who haven't awakened cannot go to the front line to continue resisting these guys."

The Flowing Fire on the sword instantly cut down another Stone Zombie, "We must have those ordinary soldiers retreat!"

"Retreat? Are you crazy? Once a retreat begins, whether it's the ordinary soldiers or these awakened guys, they will all run backward, and in the end, more people will die than if we fought," Sigma said coldly, "Panicked during the first battle? Don't forget we don't just have one Formation."

The Wisdom Church would absolutely not lose to those witches in the study of Formations; even without the enlightenment from the Mirror World, they could still create powerful Formations.

Golden radiance appeared faintly on the ground, and those Warriors who believed in the God of War all gripped the rings in their hands tightly, fearing they might lose them.

As for the fighting, it also began to become timid.

Slowly, that golden radiance on the ground began to affect the real world—a stone, a plant, a crawling insect...

Everything slowly turned into a golden appearance.

This was a Formation from the Wealth Church; this type of Formation had not been used by Osman as a trump card a few days ago, but was instead placed at the very end.

If those Formations were powerful enough, they wouldn't even use things from the Wealth Church.

Because it was useless.

It wasn't just one person who thought it was useless; everyone thought it was useless.

Turning into gold could not make those Barbarians die; once the Formation's effect dissipated, those Barbarians would still revive and become human.

Moreover, after turning into gold, it could only make these Barbarians stop in place and not move.

There was no effective way to strike them.

The petrified Zombies alone were already hard to cut, and it was even harder to cut gold.

But under the suggestion of the players, the craftsmen still moved this control skill, used for capturing enemies at the end, to the front.

Watching the charging Barbarians, they stopped at the second line of defense.

All the giants were frozen there, and there was no one from the War Church in front.

"These cowards, even if they have controlled us, so what? How many times can these Formations be used?" Although a full thirty thousand corpses had been controlled, having already seen Milia's strength, Omigaer felt only excitement!

They had left those people from the War Church helpless!

No wonder Milia said the sacrifice was worth it; this was indeed worth it.

They would become one of the few armies in history to defeat the War Church, and as a noble among the Barbarians, his name would be carved on the Eternal Stele for everyone to remember!

"I said it, these people are not hard to deal with; you were all too cautious back then. Don't think that just because the major churches have united, they can leave us helpless. Port City will sooner or later be Gannaer's city," Milia revealed a strange smile, "And I even have to thank them. As long as these Zombies are given metallic skin, they will truly have metallic skin; they will solidify the magical damage they receive and will not bleed!"

"It seems you are quite well-prepared."

"This is a grand gift we are giving to the Federal. If we want, the entire Federal can also be included in our territory," Milia said, head held high and excited, "I will let the Queen know that we have no need to fear the Federal at all; they are nothing but a rabble."

Gannaer, a single-church entity, adopted a resistant attitude toward other gods; they did not believe those gods could effectively harm the God of Death.

After all, the God of Death ruled the kingdom of the undead; no matter who it was, they would eventually head toward the underworld, so the God of Death represented by Pluto must be the most powerful god in this world.

The golden giants had ferocious expressions, and the Barbarians following behind did not forget to continue charging forward.

They were not afraid of death; even because the people in front had turned into golden giants, they also wanted to become the same, even if that meant losing their lives.

Even if there was lightning nearby, they still had to continue charging forward; that drive was no different from being crazy.

"A bunch of lunatics." Sigma retreated outside the safety line and had the Warriors who hadn't awakened return to the fortress area to defend.

This was only the first round of engagement, and these Formation implements were already being used up.

Fortunately, the opponent had suffered very effective attrition; even if those guys turned into moving Zombies, it wouldn't last for a very long time.

No matter what kind of Ritual magic it was, it could not support so many Barbarians changing at the same time.

Indeed, even if the Barbarians in the back died, they couldn't turn back into huge Zombies; their painful souls wailed as if they were still in another Formation.

Damn it.

Sigma waved his hand and made a gesture.

Several soldiers of the War Church immediately realized something and waved the flags in their hands.

The electric light that reappeared in the sky, like a line, penetrated the entire giant wall formed by the golden giants.

At this moment, everyone saw the thin iron wire buried in the ground.

To increase the power of the Formation, the players had laid out wire near the second line of defense.

This was also the reason why those Barbarians didn't notice the Formation being set up too quickly; they thought these Tana City people were setting up new Formations at the second line of defense.

All the golden people, the ground, the grass and trees, and the insects erupted with dazzling blue light, as if everything had exploded.

There was a faint sour smell in the air, and those Barbarians standing in the back rows who hadn't died yet all turned into charred remains.

This was no longer something that the power of the Sacrificial Array could control; there was simply no need for a sacrifice to absorb the blood here. After those golden giants fell, no one could make them stand up and walk again.

The people inside were no longer just dead; they were metal powder without any spirituality.

Subsequently, after the state of the Formation dissipated, those flesh and blood were also gone, instead turning into piles of ash.

Like a smog, in just a few dozen seconds, everything turned into dust.

"What is that?" Omigaer was stunned.

Almost all of his subordinates had charged up; that was wave after wave of heads. Those Zombies had no brains, but those flesh-and-blood mortals who hadn't been affected by the first wave of the lightning array and had run up directly could have, but no one expected that they would turn into ash before they even had a chance.

"What is the situation!" Omigaer's reaction speed was fast; he immediately realized something and then gripped Milia's shoulder tightly, "Explain it to me clearly, why did your Formation fail!"

Milia herself hadn't expected it; she raised her head, and an eyeball with viscous blood fell to the ground. A terrifying mutation appeared on her body, making her look exceptionally ferocious.

Long tentacles began to grow on her head, hard and full of evil power. She gripped her throat in regret and said: "This is not a Sacrificial Array to increase power, this is... this is..."

After saying this, she immediately snapped her own neck and collapsed instantly.

The aura above was truly so hair-raising that Omigaer didn't even think, and while leading his remaining 100 personal guards, he said: "Speed, return with me, while the thick fog has not yet dissipated!"

The pitch-black thick fog could be seen clearly even when looking from the ramparts of the fortress.

No one could see the situation on the Barbarian side, because there was simply too much of this pitch-black thick fog.

In this battle, the War Church lost a full ten thousand plus corpses of Warriors, and those Barbarians were even more countless, only able to be estimated through rough values.

Sigma patted Allison on the shoulder beside him, "Well done, you did very well."

"It's a pity Shilaode still died here." Allison wiped the bloodstains from her face, "And he didn't even have ashes left."

This is the power of that Formation after being superimposed.

The metal applied all the power carried by those lightning strikes onto the true bodies, while simultaneously making all the Formations on the corpses ineffective.

This is absolute power, only those witches simply cannot understand these things.

"I think those Barbarians shouldn't come over anymore. You take two thousand people to guard and patrol nearby. The rest of the people, except for those withdrawing to the fortress camp, must all carry out battlefield cleanup to avoid contamination." Sigma was very satisfied with the result of the battle. In this war, he had annihilated at least thirty thousand of the enemy's effective strength, which meant that for the next five years, the Barbarians would not do anything again.

……

Inside the guest room, Niya, who had originally been terrified, suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had let out a sigh of relief.

She felt the spirits around her soothing her, and also felt those spirits seemed to be telling her that the war had already ended.

She did not need to worry about those Barbarians rushing in, tearing up the contract with Gannaer, and carrying out looting.

"It's over, I heard the sound, and I also smelled the scent of corpses." Jimola sighed, "It seems the Federal won. Her Majesty the Queen should not need to cooperate with the witches anymore."

"It actually ended? So easily?" Niya said in disbelief.

"I also feel it shouldn't be so easy, but looking at Tana City now, we should know that the people here have long since not been the ones in our impression." Just the people who are full, Tana City has at least two-thirds more!

And Gannaer, with the frequent occurrence of civil war, has more and more corpses drifting on the Mother River.

Ordinary citizens are already suffering heavy casualties, let alone those nobles.

The Royal Family even has to kill living Gannaer residents in order to refine Necromancy and living corpses.

Fortunately, there is the Temple, which protects most of the commoners, and the Royal Family also knows that the Temple is the foundation of Gannaer's faith. No matter how excessive they are, no matter how much they fight internally, they must ensure that the Believers in the Temple are fine.

It is a pity that the God of Death has not responded to their prayers for a long time.

Jimola clasped her hands together, pressed them against her chin, and then muttered something in her mouth.

"I hope those people can find rest in the Underworld."

"I hope those people can find rest in the Underworld..." The several Priestesses around chanted together. They began to recite poems for those spirits and began to soothe the restless spirits of the entire Tana City.

Chen Zhi pulled his perspective back from these Gannaer people, and then stared at the thick fog in the distance.

This thing won't clear up without a whole day. It's fortunate that he lives in the Sewers; otherwise, just thinking about the sandstorm with the smell of dead bodies when going out today, Chen Zhi felt a bit unwell.

Didn't expect the players' methods to be really useful; have to say that science is truly extraordinary.

Those people from the War Church hadn't even utilized the power of water yet, and they had already made those Barbarians completely disappear.

As if they were wiped directly off the map.

This is also too powerful.

Thinking of the posts the players made on the forum, which already stated that they have mastered how to produce the corresponding weapons, only that the requirements for spirituality are extremely high, Chen Zhi was simply overjoyed.

Although he doesn't know how to improve the players' spirituality, he can completely have several players make one, or simply have one player only make this kind.

Even a painter like Chen Ai, who often delays updates, can now work hard in the game and create day and night. How could those players who became craftsmen not be interested?

After they have enjoyed enough fun, they can teach these Formations and Charms to new players, passing them down from generation to generation!

And he can also entrust them to carry out the production of Formations, especially the Confusion Array that prays to the Beauty God. This thing is too useful; it is best to be able to set it up near the Sewers.

This way, no one needs to stare at it all day, fearing that the Illusion will fail.

……

On the other side, Harriet, standing on the city wall, frowned at the result of the battle.

He did not know that the release order of the Formation had been changed; he still thought that someone had triggered the device by mistake.

After all, the Formations that those craftsmen rushed to produce were originally supposed to require a dozen or so craftsmen to build in the Royal Capital, but because there was no equipment, he could only let those guys come to Tana City to manufacture them.

Didn't expect that the weapons manufactured by these people could actually kill those Barbarians in an instant.

This is already more powerful than cannons and pistols!

Yes, this was originally more powerful than cannons and pistols; those things were all for mortals who have no way to fight against transcendents.

Although he felt surprised, Harriet still maintained the demeanor of a gentleman, turned his head and said to Osman: "Your ingenuity has given me quite a bit of inspiration; you are qualified craftsmen."

"This was all proposed by those Xiahui People. I think their Wisdom is far above mine. If it weren't for their reminder, I wouldn't even have been able to notice using the method of metal conductivity to strike those Barbarians in one fell swoop."

(End of this chapter)