Chapter 240: Spell Bombardment

Outside the entrance of this tower is a spacious platform at the tower's base; beneath it are hundreds of steps, the view is wide, and from the height one can see nearly half of the Wizard Academy.

Lei En stands amid the corpses of undead cavalry, looks up, and countless undead rain down from the sky.

The sheer number of undead almost fills the entire field of view.

Above, the Naxas Fu Kong Cheng, its massive entrance swarms with undead, as if directly linked to the endless Abyss.

The scene is like the end of the world!

Fortunately, the enemy's aim is to breach the Weizelan tower; the undead land inside the Wizard Academy surrounding the tower, and upon touching ground they rush straight for the tower, without killing residents in the Fu Kong Cheng or causing a massacre.

Clearly the Undead Army is commanded from behind, not a disorganized random assault.

Bang—bang—bang…

The sound of undead hitting the ground continues without end.

A massive, bloated body crashes toward Lei En's position, trying to crush him outright.

It stands over three meters tall, fat and grotesque, as if assembled from corpse fragments, its body sewn together, two massive arms clutching crude heavy weapons, a third arm sprouting from its back wielding a blood‑stained greatsword, a barrel‑like belly exposing gore‑splattered intestines, a snarling face with huge eyes bulging from the sockets, enough to haunt one's dreams.

It is the Lord of the Dead's prized creation, called Abhorrence.

His Death Knights and Undead Wizards each can use corpses to forge an Abhorrence to serve them.

Abhorrence's power is proportional to its size; a three‑meter‑plus Abhorrence rivals a High‑tier Transcendent.

A wave of corpse stench presses down from the sky.

At the moment Abhorrence lunges, Lei En suddenly steps back a dozen or so paces, avoiding the blow.

The heavy Abhorrence slams the ground, creating a crater, lets out a grotesque laugh, its three arms brandish weapons ready to strike, but Lei En has already charged forward.

A figure flashes into view.

A dark‑golden thunder hammer strikes Abhorrence's chest.

The dense corpse mass has strong defense, but under Lei En's war hammer it dents instantly, power erupts, Abhorrence's back explodes, shattering the third arm into fragments.

A huge blood‑filled cavity appears in Abhorrence's chest, open front to back.

The corpse crashes down.

One hammer strike kills the Abhorrence instantly; Lei En turns and sees that within seconds hundreds of Skeleton Warriors have fallen onto the steps beneath the tower base.

They are among the lowest‑rank undead, most skeletons incomplete, draped in tattered clothes, some in blackened armor, brandishing rusted weapons as they charge up the steps.

Bones clash, producing a crack‑crack sound, their movements wobbling and somewhat comical.

These Skeleton Warriors are extremely weak and unintelligent, only slightly stronger than ordinary ones; they are humans dead for years, summoned by death's power from graves, in great numbers.

Among a group of Skeleton Warriors there is usually a leader called the Skeleton General.

Lei En spots it at a glance; this skeleton wears full armor, wields a two‑handed greatsword, and the ghostly fire in its eye sockets burns brighter.

The Skeleton General's strength equals that of a Mid-stage Transcendent.

"Hold the tower entrance,"

Lei En turns and orders, having the Extreme Warriors form a solid steel line on the entrance platform.

At the same time, a silvery orb of light materializes in his hand, crackling, and in an instant expands to the size of a head.

One and a half seconds later, the Electric Blast Orb shoots out.

The lightning‑radiating orb pierces the Skeleton Warriors, bolts of electricity erupt outward, turning passing undead to ash, and finally slams onto the Skeleton General's armor.

Boom.

The over‑two‑meter‑tall Skeleton General explodes, dozens of lightning arcs sweep the area, clearing almost every Skeleton Warrior on the steps.

Lei En nods slightly, satisfied.

Guided by his teacher, he has begun to master rapid casting; though he couldn't unleash the Electric Blast Orb's full power, it suffices to sweep these low‑level undead.

Then several waves of undead continue to descend.

Lei En bombards with the Electric Blast Orb, hurling one lightning sphere after another, as if without using soul energy, unleashing spells wildly.

Indeed, the electricity consumed by casting lags far behind the rate of soul absorption.

In under half a minute the energy gauge rises another twenty points, and the upgrade progress is already past halfway.

Just after blasting a wave of ghoul dogs to fragments, Lei En turns and sees a portal open on the steps; the white‑haired Chairman Kaidejia steps out.

He sees the tower entrance intact, guarded by Extreme Warriors, and lets out a sigh of relief.

"Lei En, thank goodness for you,"

Kaidejia says gratefully, noting that the Death Lord's shout "Frost Hunger" terrified many Weizelan wizards, causing chaos, and time was tight, leaving no chance to allocate guards for the entrance.

The Fu Kong Cheng is again cut off from energy by Ruinche, rendering the Weizelan Sigil ineffective.

By the time the legendary wizards calm the crowd and open portals on their own without the sigil, much time has already been wasted.

Especially the two entrances farthest from the plaza may already have been breached.

Before coming, Kaidejia made the worst mental preparation.

His portal continues, with people streaming out; leading them is Aoxiliya, followed by two other legendary wizards.

After the three legendary casters emerge, they immediately cast positioning spells and each open a portal.

One wizard after another steps through, all elite Weizelan wizards, quickly exceeding thirty; nobles from Mo Du also join, and Lei En sees Marquis Sonas of Jiliu bearing a massive axe emerging from a portal.

With so many transcendants, holding a single tower entrance is a breeze.

"Chairman Kaidejia, there is another entrance…" Lei En hurriedly reminds, the first two entrances are guarded, but he has never been to the last one and knows nothing of its state.

Kaidejia nods, "Chairman Modra has already taken people there."

"That's good," Lei En sighs in relief; the four chairmen each lead people to guard a tower entrance.

His pressure suddenly eases greatly, so he steps back.

Kaidejia divides the wizards into three squads, each led by a legend, taking turns casting to eliminate the enemy.

Wave after wave of undead fall from the sky and assault the tower entrance, but once they enter range, spell after spell descends, all of them large‑area lethal spells.

Fireball spell, Flame Storm;

Frost Ring, Hurricane spell;

Acid rain barrage, Arcane energy torrent……

The multicolored spells delivered indiscriminate saturated attacks, supplemented by various control spells; many undead were blasted into debris by the energy before they even touched the ground.

One by one, souls flew toward Lei En like moths to a flame.

Lei En didn't have to do anything, just watched his energy skyrocket.

Three minutes later.

The energy filled to maximum, and the souls trembled, beginning to ascend.

Yet souls kept flying in, being absorbed and converted into energy, causing Lei En's head to start swelling.

He skillfully opened his phone interface, channeling the excess energy into the Element.

At present, there are several Elements he can upgrade.

The Arcane Elements Lightning Arc and Static Field have not yet reached three rings; the activated metal and toxin resistance obtained from the fused mutated slime's demonic soul are only first‑level Physical Elements, which can be upgraded.

Especially the activated metal, this Supreme Element inevitably consumes a massive amount of soul power.

Lei En prioritized allocating soul power to the two lightning‑type spells.

He simultaneously felt the souls ascending and observed the battle.

"Something's off, it's strange."

Lei En's brows knit, noticing an anomaly.

Aside from the first wave of airborne assault—dread cavalry, spider demons, and abominations—the subsequent drops were all low‑rank undead, mainly skeleton warriors, ghoul hounds, and zombies; though numerous, they lacked combat power, serving as cannon fodder for the Catastrophe Legion, a single Fireball spell could annihilate a large area, making it impossible to breach the tower.

These low‑rank undead seemed to be deliberately courting death.

Lei En looked toward Chairman Kaidejia, the Legendary High-rank Arcane mage also noticed, saying, "They use low‑rank undead to drain our soul power."

He shouted loudly, "Everyone, conserve your soul power; this battle will last a long time."

The Catastrophe Legion intends to fight a war of attrition.

Lei En thought, using the Soul Eye to observe the Wizards.

These casters, unlike himself, cannot convert absorbed souls into soul power; after minutes of spell bombardment, their soul power has already dropped significantly.

A few Mid-stage Wizards with poor casting have less than half their soul power remaining.

Even with revival potions, they cannot endure long; if they encounter a powerful foe, after a few consecutive spells their soul power will be exhausted.

Only a handful of Legendary Wizards fare better; their soul power is abundant and they fear no consumption.

The Catastrophe Legion has roamed Ai Lun E Si for centuries, surely employing more tactics.

Lei En couldn't help but feel some worry.

In the sky, three Holy Soul‑level transcendants fought even more fiercely.

Anxiwodasi, one against two, like a king wielding fire, stubbornly held back the Death Lord and Korstted, even forcing them out of the Fu Kong Cheng's bounds, preventing further devastation.

The Holy Soul Wizard's terrifying flames, together with the Death Lord's endless frost, like a dual ice‑fire hell, swept over most of Mo Du's sky, with relentless fierce collisions, Boom— sound continuous.

On the ground, countless people screamed and fled in panic, desperately seeking shelter.

Another few minutes passed.

When Lei En upgraded Lightning Arc and Static Field to three rings, the descending undead suddenly thinned, and the sky grew empty.

The Wizards halted, all looking up at Nakesasi Fu Kong Cheng.

The pitch‑black entrance fell silent for a moment, then one after another, figures flew out.

Among them, some wore robes and bore staffs, dressed as casters; they are undead Wizards and Liches empowered with Flight!

The others were entirely clad in sealed rune armor, towering and robust, exuding an aura of death.

They are Death Knights!

Lei En's pupils contracted; the enemy's main force finally appeared.

With a quick scan, there were over a hundred undead Wizards and Liches, at least eight of whom were Legendary; the Death Knights numbered even more, nearly three hundred.

Because there were so many, he didn't have time to count how many were Legendary Death Knights.

"They are the Seal Masters," Kaidejia said gravely.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw the undead Wizards and Liches descend, but instead of attacking Weizelan Tower, they scattered in all directions, landing throughout the Fu Kong Cheng.

The Death Knights did the same, leaping down, crashing onto distant buildings and streets, commencing slaughter.

The Fu Kong Cheng housed not only Wizards but also about one hundred thousand permanent residents.

The majority were ordinary folk, powerless against the evil foes, with nowhere to flee.

Screams echoed from afar, a soul being harvested every second.

"Chairman, what do we do?"

The Wizards turned toward Kaidejia, anxiously awaiting his decision.

The inhabitants of the Fu Kong Cheng were either wealthy or noble, all loosely tied to the Academy—typically the Wizards' parents, relatives, and friends—unable to watch them be slaughtered with open eyes.

Kaidejia was instantly caught in a dilemma.

He could understand the Wizards' feelings, but this was a trap; if the Wizards left to rescue their families and friends, causing the tower to fall, everyone would be doomed.

"Chairman…," a Wizard pleaded, "My whole family is in the Fu Kong Cheng; I cannot stand by and watch them die."

"I feel the same; I must go save them, Chairman Kaidejia, sorry," another Wizard said, guilt on his face but resolute, and left.

Kaidejia tried to stop him, but ultimately did not act.

Seeing this, many Wizards wavered.

At the enemy's killing rate, they could wipe out over ninety percent of the Fu Kong Cheng's ordinary people in less than half an hour; even if the tower held, the people would be dead, rendering it meaningless.

Someone led, and soon more Wizards...

Not only this tower entrance, but the other three entrances also had Wizards flying out, clearly the same situation occurred.

"You…" Kaidejia felt a wave of powerlessness.

Lei En also sighed, this is the enemy's obvious scheme, almost unsolvable.

Saying "almost" but not truly completely unsolvable is because the situation has not yet reached the brink of despair.

Lei En did not hesitate, saying: "Chairman Kaidejia, you can safely go stop those executioners; I will guard this entrance. As long as I am alive, I will never let any undead enter the tower."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Lei En.

"Are you sure you can hold it?" Chairman Kaidejia was somewhat doubtful.

Lei En's gaze swept over the Extreme Warriors, and confidently said: "As long as one or two legends remain, I guarantee there will be no problem."

"Fine!"

Kaidejia chose to trust Lei En, ordering: "Aoxiliya, Marquis Jiliu, stay and fight with Lei En; everyone else follows me."

"Yes, Chairman." the Wizards immediately dispersed.

Kaidejia also aimed at a direction to open a teleportation portal; a seal master had just fallen, likely not far away.

At the same time, many Wizards also left the other tower entrances.

Just as the Wizards stepped away, the Nakesasi Fu Kong Cheng reacted immediately, the entrance expanded again, and countless undead creatures fell down once more.

This time, their numbers were greater, multiplied several times, and they were no longer all low‑level undead; among them were many powerful high‑level undead.

Lei En grasped the Thunder Hammer, stood on the steps beneath the tower, and said impatiently:

"Come!"

(End of chapter)