Chapter 760: The Calamity of Eternal Song City

Because everyone can fly, Lei En set the landing point of the Void Gate in the sky, reducing the risk of enemy ambush.

When he burst out of the portal, he appeared above the dense forest.

Then, at a glance he saw a city a few miles to the left front, surrounded by white high walls; the watchtowers on the walls were chiefly blood‑red, and these streamlined spires, spaced hundreds of meters apart, emitted strong magical fluxes protecting the city behind the walls.

The city's architecture was exquisite and grand, endless, dotted with countless corridors, platforms and gardens; the staggered golden glass roofs encircled a towering mage spire hundreds of meters high at the city's heart, as if stepping into a terrestrial fairyland.

This is the blood elves' homeland—Eternal Song City.

But at this moment, this breathtakingly beautiful city was suffering an unprecedented disaster.

The sky was shrouded by evil dark clouds, blocking the sunlight.

To the right front of the portal, a pyramid‑shaped fortress hovered in the air—Naxas Fu Kong Cheng!

Years ago, when Lei En first saw it, this floating city was still partially unfinished; now it is completely built.

Each of the pyramid's four corners bears an obelisk‑like tower, and the apex holds an even larger obelisk; the five towers interlink, supporting a massive barrier formed of countless wandering souls that blocks all attacks.

The pyramid's entrance is at its base, a pitch‑black opening, from which the Undead Army streams out incessantly.

Lei En also noticed that along one edge a new structure had appeared.

It was a gigantic skull, estimated over a hundred meters tall; the gray‑white cranium consisted only of the upper half, lacking a jaw, its gaping half‑mouth like a cavern ready to devour, and pale flames burned in its eye sockets.

Whenever two clusters of ghostly fire flickered violently, a thick beam shot out from the skull's mouth.

The beam's range was immense, sweeping the sky; any blood elf struck, even lightly, would die instantly.

Nine-ring Technique—Death Ray!

Naxas Fu Kong Cheng did not descend over Eternal Song City but attacked from several thousand meters away; between them a charred strip of land, nearly a hundred meters wide, cut a long trench through the forest, destroying everything in its path and reaching the city's walls.

The walls could not hold at all and were shattered outright.

The black streak pierced the wall and advanced several miles, like a blade cleaving Eternal Song City in two, a sight that chilled the heart.

The walls of Eternal Song City were clearly a massive magical shield, but after they collapsed, the shield failed.

The blood elves used their bodies to block the breach, preventing the Black Soul Knight Legion from charging into the city, yet they could not stop the undead from raining down from the sky and slaughtering the residents.

Inside and outside the city, sky and ground, the sound of killing rang everywhere.

The blood elves fielded a flying army; rangers rode red drake‑eagles to chase the undead in the sky, while some launched suicide attacks on the floating city, but their numbers were too few—against the undead army that covered the hills, each blood elf faced an onslaught of several to dozens of enemies.

Every second, blood elves fell to the undead's hands.

Even more terrifying, Liches, undead Wizards and death knights could resurrect corpses, turning slain blood elves into undead that then attacked their own kin.

The gap in strength between the two sides kept widening.

Without external aid, the blood elves' annihilation was only a matter of time, perhaps not even an hour.

"No…"

Oukule emerged from the portal, saw the scene, and let out a painful cry, "Everyone, quickly save my comrades!"

Lei En nodded.

He instantly made a decision, soaring upward to give his troops room while loudly ordering, "Xikaliusi, Desen, you and your brothers clear the enemies inside Eternal Song City; do not let a single undead remain in its sky."

"Yes!"

The two replied loudly.

The Extreme Warrior summoned a Fire Dragon, its wings ignited, and sped toward Eternal Song City.

Eight hundred Gun‑wing Knight Legion followed close behind.

The Fire Dragon and Bronze Steed merged in the sky into a torrent, the commotion finally drawing both sides' attention.

Sixty Thundercast Celestial Soldiers moved even faster; each, a senior wizard, swiftly summoned a star‑radiant Astral Steed to ride, galloping through the sky while repeatedly casting portals; the steed rushed through, reaching the wall breach after several jumps.

Thousands of Black Soul Knight Legion units were assaulting the blood elf formation.

Many of these blood elves were blood knights, wielding twisted icy holy light that could suppress the undead, yet against the mighty Black Soul Knight Legion they could only barely hold, draining their life force, bodies littering the ground like a meat grinder devouring blood elf lives.

Nevertheless, under the Black Soul Knight Legion's assault the breach widened step by step, the walls collapsing outward to a width of three to four hundred meters.

The Thundercast Celestial Soldier saw Countess Lifulin.

The stunningly beautiful blood elf was drenched in blood, hair disheveled, her ornate enchanted armor torn in many places, looking rather disheveled.

She repelled two legendary death knights besieging her with a holy storm, then looked up to see a flock of golden‑shimmering transcendent warriors descending from the sky.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom—…

These mysterious transcendent warriors were cloaked entirely in heavy armor, faces masked, a silver‑blue great cape draped behind, each wielding two weapons—a war hammer in one hand and a massive soul gun in the other.

They swung the war hammers down at high speed, like meteors striking the ground.

The hammer impacts generated bolts of lightning that turned nearby undead to ash, clearing a patch of ground; then they straightened, the soul gun in their left hand spewing flames, the deafening blast startling the blood elves, who then witnessed a wondrous sight.

The densely packed undead army outside the wall instantly collapsed like a wave.

This "wave" surged forward; regardless of rank, undead death knights, spider demons, abominations, even undead Wizards were blown apart by invisible bullets.

The explosions simultaneously sent scorching flames sweeping the area, turning the fragments to ash.

After only a few breaths, the area before the wall breach was cleared, the undead front pushed back hundreds of meters, granting the blood elves a moment to breathe.

"Charge!"

A cold voice rang among the undead.

Hundreds of Black Soul Knight Legion rode over undead corpses to charge, met by a hail of bullets; the Thundercast Celestial Soldiers executed coordinated crossfire, blasting the ghostly war horses and their riders into fragments, while continuously hurling Electric Blast Orbs.

Sixty Thundercast Celestial Soldiers stood in a line like a copper wall of iron, impervious to any Black Soul Knight Legion assault.

Countess Lifulin's mind relaxed, nearly dropping to the ground.

"Countess," a Thundercast Celestial Soldier suddenly turned and spoke, yet his fire never ceased, as if eyes sprouted on the back of his head, precisely blasting undead without hindering combat, and said, "We are the Thundercast Legion under the Earl of Glamorgan; we guard this place. Please, Countess, lead people into Eternal Song City to protect the residents and treat the wounded."

"Who are you?" Lifulin asked, puzzled, as the other…

Thundercast Celestial Soldier quickly replied, "My name is Fandu Si, commander of the Thundercast Legion."

"Then I entrust this to you all," Lifelin nodded. It was no time for delay, so she immediately tallied the Blood Knights, took most of them, and withdrew into the city.

She sprinted along the scorched marks on the ground, while gunfire rang overhead.

Huge Flame Dragons spewed exploding fireballs; on their backs rode towering blue‑helm warriors wielding powerful soul guns that emitted crimson flames, blasting the airborne undead in the sky.

Some of the warriors in blue armor landed and joined the Thundercast Celestial Soldiers, together repelling the undead's assault on the walls.

In addition, hundreds of Pegasus with translucent wings circled over Eternal Song City; their riders wielded a different kind of soul gun. They were highly agile, keeping distance from the enemy while fighting in formation, their bodies intermittently flashing holy light.

Lifelin was intimately familiar with this golden energy aura.

Holy Light!

The other Blood Knights also noticed this group of humans wielding Holy Light, their eyes flashing with complex expressions.

Boom—...

The ground shuddered, and Eternal Song City trembled once.

Lifelin couldn't help but stop, turn back, and see above the distant forest a massive explosion on the surface of the Heavenly Disaster Legion's Fu Kong Cheng.

Huge fireballs, almost linked in a chain, bombarded Fu Kong Cheng wildly.

Each fireball exploded with unimaginable force, seemingly more terrifying than the Nine-ring Technique; the supposedly indestructible Fu Kong Cheng shook violently, its protective barrier rippling as it diverted energy, preventing the skull from firing a death ray.

It was Lifelin's first time seeing Fu Kong Cheng shaken.

Until now, the Saint Rank elites of Eternal Song City—three Grand Mages and two Saint Rank rangers—had failed to break through the Heavenly Disaster Legion's Saint Rank elite and strike Fu Kong Cheng.

That terrifying Death Lord alone suppressed several Saint Rank Blood Elves.

Finally…

Lifelin saw a glimmer of hope amid despair.

She located the caster of the fireball spell—a tall human old wizard with snow‑white beard and hair, holding a dazzling staff aloft, surrounded by a ring of fire; any undead within a hundred meters of him instantly turned to ash, and their spells could not penetrate.

Clusters of fireballs burst from his staff, like meteors striking Fu Kong Cheng.

Fireballs danced across the sky.

These dreadful fireballs not only bombed Fu Kong Cheng but also assaulted two Saint Rank casters marked by death‑binding sigils: one, Sazastan in a dark red robe, the chief Lich of the death‑binding sigil.

The other foe made Lifelin clench her teeth when she saw him.

Grand Mage Ladashir!

He is a Blood Elf who betrayed his whole race, defected to the Heavenly Disaster Legion, and sabotaged Eternal Song City's protective field—the Faserlin Morning Star Barrier—from within, causing it to collapse instantly when Fu Kong Cheng unleashed the Ten-ring Spell "Death's Heavenly Punishment."

Consequently, Eternal Song City was breached at the outset of the battle, and its people suffered heavy casualties.

At that time, Ladashir dismissed the Regent's questioning with contempt, instead letting out a gleeful laugh, seemingly full of hatred toward the Blood Elves.

Now, he is being hounded by fireballs in a pitiful state, no longer the arrogant figure he once was.

These fireballs seemed to possess a will of their own—numerous and swift, their flight paths inscrutable, even slipping through voids; they cannot be evaded, and explode as soon as they reach a target.

The fireballs' power is terrifyingly immense yet restrained.

Ladashir's shield shattered after a single blast, leaving him scrambling for his life, clutching his head, utterly unable to counter the human wizard.

Chief Lich Sazastan fared slightly better, but still dared not be hit by fireballs more than three times in a row; while dodging and casting counter‑spells, he could only harass the Holy Soul wizard, unable to halt the assault on Fu Kong Cheng.

Lifelin had already guessed the old wizard's identity.

Anxiwodasi!

Only this world‑renowned one of the Empire's three great leaders, the head of Weizelan, could so easily suppress two Saint Rank foes while threatening Fu Kong Cheng.

Where is the Death Lord?

Lifelin harbored a question: the most terrifying enemy of the Heavenly Disaster Legion is Death Lord Esaz, and not long ago, she rushed from the Santra residence back to Eternal Song City to learn the grim news that the Death Lord had slain Chief Grand Mage Belo Wa.

Now the Death Lord is nowhere to be seen, allowing Anxiwodasi to attack Fu Kong Cheng.

The battle in Eternal Song City remained fierce, with lives lost every moment; Lifelin dared not waste time and immediately joined the fight.

What she didn't know was that the Death Lord was in the forest outside Eternal Song City, beneath Fu Kong Cheng, not far away.

However, he was entangled by a human wizard over three meters tall.

Ouroin Master entered a state of limitless fury, wielding a white wood staff in one hand and a cross longsword in the other; emerging from a portal, he locked onto the Death Lord, cleaving the void and charging straight to the Death Lord's front, slamming the dreadful foe to the ground.

He gave his all, not seeking to kill the Death Lord, only to hold him long enough for Anxiwodasi to create an opening to strike Fu Kong Cheng.

Two Thirty-level and above transcendents clashed in the forest.

Frost and sword aura collided, inseparable and fierce.

Within several hundred meters, the area became a dead zone; trees toppled in massive clusters, like two giant beasts grappling.

Any undead that approached was instantly pulverized by the battle's aftershocks.

The Blood Elf Saint Rank elites could only keep their distance, dealing with the Heavenly Disaster Legion's Apocalypse Knights. Then they saw a young human wielding a war hammer, who suddenly slipped out of the void to ambush, transforming into a ten‑meter‑plus Titan Giant that smashed an unsuspecting Apocalypse Knight into fragments.

Lei En felt the exhilarating surge of electricity, lifted his foot in a war‑tread stomp, crushing the surrounding undead to death.

He looked at a male Blood Elf clad in fine leather armor, bearing a longsword and a magical bow, and asked, "Regent Asqiong?"

(End of Chapter)