Chapter 751: Divine Might of the Electric Cannon

The shadow in the northern sky moved slowly.

Lei En could see them from afar; they were the flying undead that the Thundercast Celestial Soldier had previously observed, numbering about five thousand.

These undead were mostly gargoyles, ghost bats and wraiths, with a few rarer soul weavers and bone‑winged flying demons.

A death knight riding a Bone Dragon led the flock of flying undead.

Soon they entered the skies above Aibolaken, but instead of rushing across the strait to attack Getan, they circled in the air.

Aibolaken's forest was corrupted by death energy, becoming dry and twisted.

The dwarves saw from afar the black forest sway in massive sheets, as if a tide rose from beneath the trees, drawing ever closer to Getan.

At last, countless undead silhouettes appeared within the forest.

They packed together densely, like liquid mercury spilling across the ground, rolling forward through the forest. A surge of death energy surged upward, and even from a distance a rotting stench pierced the nostrils, making one gag.

"Undead!"

"Maharl above, please protect us!"

Dwarves on the wall shouted, not out of panic but instinctively upon seeing the enemy, to warn their comrades and boost morale.

The Three Hammer Legion had been formed only a few months, yet most of its members were battle‑hardened dwarves or transferred directly from other legions. Legion commander Kestajin was diligent about discipline, and the dwarf warriors remained unruffled by the enemy numbers, calmly observing the foes across the river from behind the battlements.

The undead army, being composed of the dead, did not tire and felt no emotion.

Under the command of their death knight, they kept marching without pause or formation changes, launching an immediate charge at the wall.

Where the army passed, the withered forest was trampled into flat ground.

The airborne undead surged forward, diving toward the middle of the wall; their target was the dwarves on the rampart, and in an instant they entered the range of the Electric Light Cannon.

Yet the Electric Light Cannon remained idle.

Kestajin glanced at Lei En beside him and whispered, "Lord Count?"

"Wait a bit longer."

Lei En replied calmly.

He ignored the airborne undead, his gaze fixed on the opposite bank. With the Electric Light Cannon's power, clearing the sky foes was easy; he needed only more patience, waiting until the ground undead also entered range before firing, ensuring the cannon's debut on the battlefield would inflict greater damage.

Two thousand meters, one thousand five hundred meters, one thousand meters…

In less than half a minute, the flying undead were only five or six hundred meters from the wall; the dwarves could see the gargoyles' snarling fangs, and the sky above grew dark.

Dwarf musketeers and hunters raised their rune‑etched firearms, fingers on the triggers, ready to fire at any moment.

But the order did not come, and the dwarves grew increasingly restless.

"If we don't fire now, it'll be too late!"

Kestajin couldn't help but shout the reminder.

Lei En gave no reply; instead a sharp burst of booming sound answered, and the Electric Light Cannon fired!

Four Electric Light Cannons at the wall's midpoint swivelled their barrels in unison, aiming at the same spot in the sky, spewing countless blue beams. The innumerable beams formed four streams of fire, like four lines linking the airborne undead to the wall.

In the next instant, the beams striking the undead detonated.

The Electric Light Cannon's beams could be adjusted in power, from a minimum of three rings to a maximum of five; under Lei En's control, the firepower was set to full, each beam equivalent to a five‑ring spell.

Simultaneously, the cannon's muzzle vibrated slightly, spreading the fire over a larger area.

Boom—boom—boom…

Amid the sky‑filled lightning, the undead exploded; the gargoyle at the front took a direct hit and was instantly shattered into countless fragments.

Each second, the four cannons fired at least sixty beams, i. e., sixty five‑ring spells.

The undead‑formed black cloud slammed against the iron wall, disintegrating in an instant.

Amid the deafening cannon roar, the dwarf musketeers and hunters fired only a few shots before having to cease; they had just aimed at an undead when, before they could pull the trigger, it was blown apart, leaving them staring in stunned silence at the astonishing sky.

In just a few seconds, the shadow in the sky was pierced.

The undead screamed and scattered.

At this moment, the two Electric Light Cannons positioned farther apart on the north and south sides of the wall, which had been charging since the battle began, focused blinding light clusters at their muzzles and fired on the twelfth second.

The sky flashed brightly for an instant.

Most dwarves instinctively closed their eyes; a few saw two massive beams shoot into the sky, instantly striking the remaining half‑cleared flying undead.

Boom!

Two ear‑piercing explosions merged into one, and searing lightning and shockwaves engulfed the undead; whether gargoyle or soul weaver, they vanished instantly, often before a scream could be uttered.

Then it rained.

But what fell from the sky was not rain; it was fragments of undead corpses and black ash drifting everywhere.

Thousands of flying undead were swept clean, leaving only two or three hundred behind that had luckily escaped.

But that was only temporary.

The four Electric Light Cannons swivelled their barrels, precisely firing beams at the remaining undead; within seconds they were eradicated completely. The death knight who led the airborne undead and its Bone Dragon also perished in that double barrage, meeting the same fate as ordinary undead.

In less than half a minute, no undead remained in the sky.

From start to finish, these surging undead never even came within five hundred meters of the wall, let alone reached the dwarf troops on the rampart.

All the dwarves were stunned by the Electric Light Cannon's power; some could say nothing, others shouted the names of the gods.

Even Kestajin, who had witnessed the Electric Light Cannon's test firsthand, stared with eyes bulging.

"Maintain order,"

Lei En reminded him, the battle had only just begun.

On the ground, the Undead Army opposite the strait had burst out of the forest onto the shore; death knights among the mixed troops brandished their weapons, and streams of icy force fell over their heads into the water. The East River was shallow and its current gentle, and the surface froze in an instant.

The undead army spread to both sides, and dozens of spots along the several‑mile‑long river froze, forming ice bridges for the assault on the wall.

The undead at the forefront marched across the thick ice, spreading like a tide.

By then, the airborne undead in the sky had been cleared.

Midway along the city wall, the barrels of six Electric Light Cannons lowered, aimed at the ice surface, charged for three seconds, and fired six thick electric light beams.

The high‑temperature beams easily pierced the ice and then began to move.

Where the beams swept, the ice instantly melted, and the undead that rushed nearby were burned to ash. A single beam attack lasts only eight seconds; when the beams converge, dozens of ice patches are cut away, and the undead behind fall into the water, thrashing beneath the surface.

The undead cannot drown, but they cannot swim either. They move slowly in the water, like living targets, posing almost no threat.

The army's charge, however, cannot be halted.

The undead further back surged to the shore, clogging it, pushing the front undead into the water, creating utter chaos.

The Death Knight hurried to refreeze the ice, but it was too late.

The Electric Light Cannon cooled for a few seconds, then fired again.

Within range, six Electric Light Cannons: four in rapid‑fire mode unleashed successive beams like a storm, sweeping the undead on the shore and blocking their crossing of the strait; the two farther cannons began a second charge.

Twelve seconds later, two massive bursts of light erupted, shooting toward the opposite shore.

The Undead Army erupted violently in the middle.

The terrifying energy and shockwaves swept all around, leaving two 100‑meter‑diameter craters; undead within several hundred meters, even if not directly hit, were shattered by the blast's aftershocks.

A single volley killed at least two thousand undead.

With so much soul power, Lei En naturally would not miss it. An Electric Light Cannon is essentially its own duplicate, containing a sub‑brain chip loaded with a MutatedPhone copy, able to remotely absorb souls within three thousand meters— a range roughly matching the cannon's own range.

Any enemy slain by an Electric Light Cannon has its soul absorbed.

The five or six thousand flying undead just above were all killed, and the converted energy instantly filled most of the Soul Power Reservoir; Lei En, already prepared, had opened the phone interface and poured the surging energy into the most power‑hungry Elements.

The Core Mind advanced from level seven to eight.

The Wish Spell progressed from seven rings to eight rings.

The Titanium‑Extreme Golden Body advanced toward level two.

The progress of three Legendary High‑rank Elements advanced simultaneously; over two thousand units of energy drained in an instant, just as the Electric Light Cannons volleyed, causing the energy to surge wildly again.

The Electric Light Cannons continued firing in sweeps.

Every second, at least dozens, often hundreds, of undead were slain, their souls absorbed remotely, and the energy rose. With each bombardment every twelve seconds, the energy skyrocketed like a rocket.

The Soul Power Reservoir's capacity is three thousand units.

For the first time, Lei En felt the Soul Power Reservoir was too small; while advancing three Legendary High‑rank Elements, he also upgraded Wind and Thunder Wings, Rainbow Light Cloak, Mind Blast, Rending Sky Sword, Thought Force Field, and Electric Blast Orb to eight rings, and Mind Leap reached its seven‑ring cap, yet the energy still overflowed.

After several bombardments, the Soul Power Reservoir was on the verge of bursting.

Fortunately, Lei En had a contingency prepared.

In the upper Dark Region, the Obsidian Tower rose within a hidden, spacious cavern; after more than three months of effort, Reslin, with the help of Thundercast Celestial Soldiers, had nearly completed the Hes Magic Array, lacking only a small portion of the ninth level.

On the tower's seventh level, Reslin converted it into a dozen meditation chambers.

Each meditation chamber housed a human.

Their appearances and builds varied slightly; skin and hair colors were altered, making them look between eighteen and forty years old, with vastly different temperaments.

If they stood together, no one would guess they were duplicates.

These are Lei En's clones; their split souls carry no Elements, allowing them to cultivate.

Over more than two months, he gradually created a dozen such duplicates, hidden in the Obsidian Tower, all mastering the Stellar Meditation Method, at least as level‑one mages. The earliest created mages, through self‑meditation, have already risen to level two.

Beyond that, Lei En gave them no further energy, waiting for today's opportunity.

At this moment, the mage duplicates all opened the phone interface.

Seeing the Soul Power Reservoir about to overflow, the mages synchronized their thoughts, using energy to recharge themselves. Dozens of mages consumed energy simultaneously, and instantly the reservoir began to drop.

The Lake of Stars in the mages' minds expanded rapidly, its waters deepening.

In less than half a minute, the mage duplicates entered Soul Ascension.

For a Legendary High‑rank Lei En, the energy consumed by level‑one to level‑three mages, even with dozens acting together, is still a negligible proportion.

When the Soul Ascension ended, the Soul Power Reservoir was near full again.

The mage duplicates immediately accelerated charging, upgrading themselves from level one to two and three in under a minute. Lacking Blood Soul Curse and without time to build spell models, Lei En, relying on his experience, forcibly infused them with energy beyond the meditation space's limit, triggering Soul Transformation.

During Soul Transformation, upgrades are impossible and the phone must reboot.

Lei En could only find another outlet for energy, raising fourteen‑level "Strength" and eight‑level "Energy Consumption", stabilizing the reservoir's fluctuations.

The Strength progress bar advanced slowly, while the Energy Consumption boost accelerated.

Half a minute later.

The Electric Light Cannons had already volleyed ten times; the Undead Army across the strait visibly dwindled to about seventy percent.

Yet the Undead Army's offensive did not cease because of that.

The undead creatures feel no fear nor retreat; under the Death Knight's command, they try to expend the Electric Light Cannon's firepower with their own bodies, paving a path on the water's surface, refusing to stop until they breach beneath the city wall, charging forward in a death‑march.

"Lei En," Kestajin shook his head, "the situation is a bit odd."

"They are merely cannon fodder, meant to draw our attention," Lei En nodded. He had long sensed something amiss; the undead fear no death, but that does not mean their commander lacks brains. Especially the Death Knights, these perpetually calm beings whose intellect surpasses that of living humans.

Lei En had already activated his Soul Eye, and the Key of Doors and Willpower of Truth were running at full power.

His gaze swept the surroundings, piercing the void plane, trying to locate the true enemy, while Thundercast Celestial Soldiers scattered throughout Getan also searched.

Yet they found nothing.

The anticipated Nakxas Fu Kong Cheng, controlled by the Catastrophe Legion, showed no sign of having leapt here.

Before the Fu Kong Cheng appears, the Teacher, Ouroin Master, Yu Yan and Suolim Elder—four Saint Rank powerhouses—will not act, lest they startle the enemy.

Lei En, while on guard, was puzzled: could this Undead Army's assault still be merely a probe of Getan?

The thought barely formed when he simultaneously sensed a Thundercast Celestial Soldier's vision.

Earlier, a squad of Thundercast Celestial Soldiers rode bronze warhorses alongside spear‑wing knights, acting as their eyes and ears, controlling the battlefield's flow; they had flown to a point ten‑plus li east of Getan, where they saw a massive portal in the sky ahead.

The portal hovered high, spewing out squads of Death Knights.

Lei En's pupils contracted.

They are one of the most elite armies under the Heavenly Disaster Army, having once created the Black Soul Knight Regiment that caused countless horrifying massacres!

After a few days of agony, the feeling slowly returned!

(End of chapter)