And now, the spatial stability of that huge passage was enough to prove a problem. The Undead Plane's peak powerhouses had yet to make a move. Using Level 47 Undead was the limit. But at the same time, the strongest power that humans could throw into the battlefield could only be at the 7th Rank of the Heaven realm.
Time was racing against time. If they waited until that space thoroughly stabilized, nothing would be able to stop it.
Hughes couldn't investigate anything concrete, but he could see that more than half of the 6,000-kilometer-deep passage had already been occupied by the Undead. The humans were only occupying the last line of defense.
The Mesopotamian plains, which had originally looked like an emerald green carpet, had now turned into a blackish-gray land. All the plants had withered, and the exposed land had turned blackish-gray as if it had been polluted.
The Fortresses stood tall on the last line of defense. Through the Fortresses, they could see the dense tide of Undead creatures slowly surging towards the Fortresses. The endless Undead creatures were like a sea of Undead creatures that extended all the way to the horizon.
In front of every fort, a large number of mages, swordsmen, and archers were attacking. There were also Mana Crystal Cannons set up on the walls of the forts, and energy spheres kept falling into the sea of Undead.
Every second, tens of thousands of Undead creatures were torn to pieces and burned to ashes. However, there was still an endless sea of Undead creatures as far as the eye could see. The number of Undead creatures killed was not even worth mentioning when compared to the number of Undead creatures here. The sea of Undead creatures was like a rising tide, unstoppable as it pushed forward.
In the distant sky, a Bone Dragon flapped its wings and floated in the air. On the back of the Bone Dragon was a Skeleton King wearing a broken cloak. The Skeleton King was surrounded by numerous flying Undead, protecting the Skeleton King. No attack could fall in the Skeleton King's surroundings.
The Skeleton King commanded the Undead cannon fodder to charge wave after wave. The color of the earth slowly became more and more ashen as the Undead charged. That dark gray land was dyed by the bones of these Undead. In less than a month, at least a hundred million Undead had died.
To the Undead, this number was just a number. The Undead Plane did not lack cannon fodder.
A group of powerhouses were gathered in one of the forts with a hundred-meter-tall mage tower, but the strongest among them was only at the 7th Rank of the Heaven realm.
"How's the situation? Did the Gilded Rose's Gold Top potion arrive? "
A mage with a pale face asked with a sullen face.
The other mage next to him nodded, then shook his head.
"They have been sent, but the quantity isn't enough. At most, they can take care of powerhouses above the 5th Rank of the Heaven Realm. As for the rest, they can barely keep their lives …"
The mages around the round table all had serious expressions on their faces. One of them, a mage dressed in a white robe, sneered.
"Hmpf, Gilded Rose, filthy merchants, they are actually taking advantage of this crisis to seek benefits for themselves. I wanted them to hand over the Golden Top Potion's formula and refining method, but they actually refused. Filthy guys should be purified by holy light …"
'Mafa Merlin? 'Hmpf, that damned guy, I don't know where he has been banished to. Forever lost in the endless void is his fate. After losing Mafa Merlin, those idiots of the Gilded Rose actually dared to disobey our orders, they really deserve to die.'
The Holy Light Alliance's Nock was the representative here. He was the only 7th Rank Heaven powerhouse of the Holy Light Alliance, and he was also the strongest powerhouse the Holy Light Alliance could send out at the moment.
Lin Yun hadn't appeared for a long time, so Nock was completely unscrupulous. He even had the idea of directly devouring the Gilded Rose.
A young mage sitting in front of Nock softly tapped his fingers and glanced at Nock with disdain.
"Don't show off your inferior knowledge if you don't understand. The Golden Top Potion isn't something that can be refined as much as you want. All of Noscent's stock has been swept clean. The potion itself needs materials to be refined, and those materials are the most crucial. Without those special materials, even a Saint Alchemist can't make it."
Nock suddenly sat up straight, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Sky, since you are so protective of Mafa Merlin, can you tell us where Mafa Merlin is? "The war has already reached this point. From the start, Mafa Merlin has never appeared. Where is that filthy coward who only knows how to seek benefits for himself?
"That damned plague has already spread, three 7th Rank Heaven powerhouses have already fallen, six 6th Rank powerhouses have fallen. Who knows how many mages under the Heaven Rank have died to the plague?
"Sir Gandaph went to look for a way to resolve the plague, but he lost contact. Sir Agalon and Sir Alonzo also lost contact. Who knows what's going on?"
The expressions of the people in the surroundings weren't very good. A few mages had abnormal pustules on their skin, and rich mana and Extraordinary Power were continuously suppressing those pustules.
The current situation had already reached a critical juncture. Agalon, Alonzo, and the three deans of the Starry Sky College had all disappeared. Agalon and Alonzo were the first to disappear, and then the plague appeared and the three deans of the Starry Sky College disappeared one after another.
They had been looking for a way to cure the plague, but they had lost contact with them. As for the last person who might have been able to cure the plague, Lin Yun, he had never appeared. This clearly made the situation different.
Nock sneered as he looked at the people in the surroundings.
"Mafa Merlin is said to have already become a Saint Alchemist, he is the last hope you have been talking about, but where is he now? "The other powerhouses have already gone to look for a way to resolve the plague, but Mafa Merlin has never appeared. Now, the Golden Top Potion is the only thing that can control the plague. We have to make the Gilded Rose hand over the formula and the most crucial materials.
"Let everyone research and nurture the materials together. Maybe we can make enough Golden Top Potions to keep us going. Maybe someone will research a potion that can thoroughly resolve the plague.
"Moreover, the Gilded Rose's Blue Magic Potion is far from enough. We have to make them hand over the formula and materials so that everyone can make enough Blue Magic Potions to support the war.
"Do you know what will happen if those damned Undeads break through the last line of defense and invade the Leviathan Plane? That would be a disaster for everyone!"
Facing Nock's bewitchment, many people remained silent. At that time, it was because of that unstoppable plague that humans had been forced to retreat two thousand kilometers. But now, the plague was on the verge of erupting again. This time, no one had any way to retreat.
By relying on the Gilded Rose's Gold Top Potion, they were barely able to control the spread of the plague, but they couldn't completely stop the spread of the plague. By relying on the Gilded Rose's Blue Magic Potion, all the powerhouses were able to maintain their abundant mana in battle.
But now, they had lost all support. The five Saint Alchemists had all disappeared, and Gandaph, who had gone to look for a way to resolve the plague, had also been lost.
The only one they could count on was the rumored Saint Alchemist Lin Yun. But Lin Yun hadn't appeared in the Leviathan Plane, and they had also lost contact with him.
They could only rely on the Gilded Rose's potions, but they clearly didn't have enough potions. With Nock's bewitchment, many people felt that they should give it a try.
As for what would happen next, they had already obtained the core secret of the Gilded Rose. How could they let everyone forget about it?
A proud smile appeared in Nock's eyes. He looked at the silent mages and couldn't help grinning.
'Mafa Merlin isn't dead, but he will never be able to return. No matter what method they use, they will know that Mafa Merlin isn't dead. But if he doesn't appear, no one will suspect our Holy Light Alliance.
'As long as we get the secret of the Gilded Rose's three potions, we can make everyone work together. Even if Sir Agalon returns, he won't be able to blame us, because the current situation is very critical.
'As long as we can guarantee the supply of the potions, we can hold on and even slowly counterattack, driving those damned Undeads back. In the end, our Holy Light Alliance will be able to fill the last quota. We will be the biggest winners, the ones who will benefit the most from this matter.'
Everyone was still silent when news came from outside that the Undeads had started a large-scale attack.
The previous sea of Undeads was purely cannon fodder, but now was the time for the real attack. The slow-moving sea of Undeads started flaring up. The Undeads roared and crazily attacked the defensive line. More and more powerful Undeads appeared on the battlefield, and the Skeleton King riding the Bone Dragon in the sky also started slowly advancing towards the defensive line.
The meeting was forced to end. A group of at least 5th Rank Heaven powerhouses appeared in the sky above the fort and looked at the Skeleton King slowly advancing with the Undeads. Their expressions were very unsightly.
Nock had a calm expression.
"Everyone, there is no time to think, we have to meet them head-on. If we really can't hold on, we can only retreat once again and give up on the Mesopotamian Plain, give up on the passage, and stand guard outside the passage. But that way, the chances of us counterattacking would be a lot smaller. At least, we wouldn't be able to counterattack without solving the plague problem …"
Seeing that everyone was silent, Nock took out a finger bone emitting dense holy light power.
"Everyone, let's retreat and give up the passage. I can summon the ancestor of our Holy Light Alliance and have the great founder help us. At least outside the passage, the 9th Rank Heaven powerhouses would be able to make a move. That would be enough to buy us some time." Don't count on that damned Mafa Merlin now, that filthy coward, I don't know where he escaped to … "
The group of mages remained silent, and even the City Lord of the City in the Sky, Sky Guy, was silent. He looked at the flying Undeads in the distance and softly sighed.
'Lord Merlin, where did you go? We lost contact with Sir Agalon, and we also lost contact with the three deans of the Starry Sky College one after another. You are our last hope, where are you?
'That terrifying plague not only destroyed the lives of mages, but it also destroyed everyone's confidence and courage. If we don't deal with the plague, we'll lose this war.
'If the war spread to the entire Leviathan Plane, it would be an unimaginable disaster.'
The majestic army of the Undead started charging, pounding on the human defensive line like a tide. Countless spells formed a dazzling and gorgeous belt of light that devoured those Undead charging wave after wave. The mournful wails of death, angry roars, and deafening explosions echoed for several thousand kilometers.
And in the sky, that dark cloud formed by flying magic beasts was approaching the defensive line. That Skeleton King raised his scepter and let out a silent roar that echoed throughout the battlefield.
Several several-dozen-meter-tall Undead Beasts appeared within the sea of Undeads, and the number of Undeads above Level 30 kept increasing. The Heaven Rank Undead personally led the Undead Army.
A silent mage walked out of the army and took off his hood, revealing a terrifying face covered in pustules.
"I'll stall for time."
Flames blossomed as that 7th Rank Heaven Mage rushed out of the fort and transformed into a soaring flame that charged towards the dark cloud formed by flying magic beasts.
The flames transformed into two several-hundred-meter-long wings that rushed into that dark cloud. Bone Dragons flapped their bony wings and fearlessly rushed into the flames. One by one, the Bone Dragons were ignited by the flames and fell from the sky, but there were still countless Bone Dragons advancing wave after wave to their deaths.
In the center of the dark cloud, the Skeleton King's chin trembled as he let out a sharp laugh.
"Foolish humans, you wish for eternal death. The great Pegg will grant your wish."
The Skeleton King raised the scepter in his hand, and at the top of the pale green bone scepter, a heart that looked like rotten flesh was slowly throbbing. A pale green radiance shone as the Skeleton King chanted an incantation.
The fire mage suddenly let out a blood-curdling scream as the pustules on his face rapidly grew bigger. His magic robe was torn apart, and very disgusting pustules rapidly appeared and expanded on the surface of his body.
After a few seconds, one of the fire mage's eyes exploded and blood mixed with pus rained down.
"Foolish monster, repent in the flames!"
The fire mage roared, and the surface of his body suddenly ignited with dark blue flames. The flames frantically expanded, and the Undead Bone Dragons that came in contact with those dark blue flames were instantly ignited. Their soul fires dissipated and their bodies were burnt to ashes.
From a distance, it looked as if a huge blue flame was expanding, and then, that dark cloud was dissipating at a visible speed.
The Skeleton King's Soul Fire flickered for a bit before it kept retreating. The countless Flying Undead around it turned into a wall of cannon fodder, blocking and consuming the blue flames.
Within the fort, the group of mages had unsightly expressions.
"Sir Crow fell, his soul turned into flames that burned everything and dissipated …"
"How much longer can we hold on? We can't hold on any longer. That terrifying Skeleton King's power isn't something we can resist. We still don't know how to stop his power. We can't resist that terrifying power of the plague. It's only a matter of time before we fail … "
"Retreat, retreat, abandon the last line of defense in the Mesopotamian Plain, we can only do this …"
One by one, the mages lost their confidence. They were powerful, but they couldn't stop the terrifying power of the plague. Especially when they saw the Skeleton King, which had just been repelled, flying back, everyone lost their confidence.
Morale fell to an unimaginable level. Everyone witnessed a 7th Rank Heaven powerhouse using his life to burn, yet he couldn't get rid of that terrifying Skeleton King, and the power of their counterattack kept decreasing.
Disappointment and despair were contagious. Once one lost confidence, there was no point in continuing to guard the place.
The group of mages remained silent. Burning one's life and soul had no effect, so what was the point of continuing to resist?
"Notify everyone to start retreating …"
The silent member of the Odin Kingdom's royal family seemed to use all his strength to say those words.
Abandoning the fort's defenses and retreating wasn't a simple matter. They would have to pay a disastrous price for retreating, and no one dared to think about how many powerhouses would fall.
At this time, even Nock was silent, the situation had already exceeded his expectations. He looked at the people around him, and no one looked confident. Nock suddenly felt that he had done something wrong.
'If Mafa Merlin was still here, would he be able to solve the plague problem?
'No, Mafa Merlin has to die, the heretics have to die. This is a rare opportunity. As long as he is exiled to the endless void, the Holy Light Alliance would be able to find a way to obtain the last quota and obtain the core secret of the Gilded Rose.
'As long as we retreat from the passage, the 8th and 9th Rank Heaven powerhouses would be able to make a move. As long as I summon the Great Founder, I can easily block all the Undeads outside.
'That's right, this is the best method …'
Nock inwardly comforted himself as he firmly held the Radiant Finger Bone in his hand. But as he looked at the tide of Undeads and the Skeleton King leading the Undeads forward with his scepter, Nock didn't have any confidence.
The order to retreat was passed down, and it was as if everyone's last breath had been sucked out. The resistance easily fell by half, and there was even an internal conflict over who should go first and who should cover the rear.
No one wanted to die.
The retreat hadn't started yet, but the interior was already in chaos. Not only were the powerhouses at the top in chaos, but the people at the bottom were also in chaos.
The tide of Undeads had already spread to the surroundings of the fort. Even if they wanted to retreat, it would be very difficult.
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