Chapter 72
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"Fuck, why are there so many!" Lin Yun was startled. The number of Skeleton Warriors far surpassed Lin Yun's imagination.
In comparison, the Skeleton Warriors gathered in the Bone Plane's Nether Iron Vein weren't even worth mentioning. What could a hundred Skeleton Warriors count for? What was in front of Lin Yun right now was a dense mass of at least a thousand Skeleton Warriors.
'What should I do …'
The first thought that appeared in Lin Yun's mind was to use Levitation to leave from the cliff behind him.
But before he could chant the incantation, Lin Yun recalled the notes left behind by that Master Alchemist. This was a real and dangerous illusion.
This sentence sounded a bit contradictory, but Lin Yun knew that the main point of this sentence was the word "real".
Lin Yun had already understood what a real Undead Army looked like from Sandro's notes. Lin Yun believed that if he really tried to use Levitation to leave from the cliff behind him, what awaited him along the way would be a large group of Gargoyles, a dozen Obsidian Statues, or even a few Bone Dragons.
The existence of the Death Garden itself was unreasonable. The enormous amount of death energy continued to gather and eventually catalyzed the incomparably strange Death Garden. The Death Garden itself was the embodiment of the death energy. To a certain extent, it already had a trace of the rules. How could such an incomparably strange existence allow itself to be easily taken advantage of by trickery?
The first wave of Skeleton Warriors had already climbed up the slope and raised their rusty scimitars.
Lin Yun didn't have time to think too much. He chanted a few incantations and a Flame Barrier immediately appeared at the bottom of the slope. Lin Yun was now a Great Mage, and his strength had increased by more than ten times compared to when he first entered the Bone Plane. This Flame Barrier immediately blossomed with terrifying power when it fell on the first wave of Skeleton Warriors. A dozen Skeleton Warriors didn't even have time to struggle before they were turned to ashes by the Flame Barrier's astonishing temperature.
Moreover, the appearance of this Flame Barrier also caused chaos among the Skeleton Warriors. The fear of fire was an innate ability of all Undead lifeforms. Even if the Skeleton Warriors were only cannon fodder, they were no exception. As Lin Yun's Flame Barrier fell, the group of Skeleton Warriors at the front started retreating, but the Skeleton Warriors behind them wanted to climb up the slope.
As a result, chaos ensued.
Lin Yun took advantage of this chaos to complete the incantation for Flame Storm. Only a rumbling sound could be heard as a cluster of flames appeared in the midst of the chaotic Skeleton Warriors. This cluster of flames spun like a top, and boundless heat instantly erupted. It was like a tornado that could devour everything. Wherever the Flame Storm passed, almost all the Skeleton Warriors were turned to ashes. The entire Flame Storm lasted for exactly ten seconds. During these ten seconds, at least a hundred Skeleton Warriors disappeared. Of the entire first wave of Skeleton Warriors, only a dozen or so were left under Lin Yun's Flame Storm.
But Lin Yun knew that this was only the beginning.
Sure enough, after the first wave of Skeleton Warriors was cleared by Lin Yun, the remaining Skeleton Warriors had already climbed up the slope. At this time, the ones closest to Lin Yun were less than a hundred meters away, and their numbers were almost ten times that of the previous wave.
Lin Yun knew that if these Skeleton Warriors surrounded him, let alone a Great Mage, even a High Mage would have to suffer a grievance. No one under the Archmage realm could survive the siege of over a thousand Skeleton Warriors. It was simply a sea of Skeleton Warriors. If they fell in, they would only end up drowning.
The only thing Lin Yun could do was raise his casting speed to its peak. The Magic Array was in an overloaded state from start to finish, pouring out fire spells one after another. In a way that Lin Yun was unwilling to do, he was revisiting the battle experience of the Flame Tyrant Max.
If not for the fact that there were so many Skeleton Warriors, this battle would have been a good opportunity for Lin Yun. Almost every fire spell made Lin Yun understand the fighting style of the Flame Tyrant a bit more. In the end, Lin Yun even felt that he had completely taken the role of Max. He was now just like the Flame Tyrant, fighting the endless undeads in Ghost City.
One by one, the Skeletal Warriors fell, but more Skeletal Warriors quickly filled the gap.
The entire battle was a competition of patience and perseverance for Lin Yun. In the end, Lin Yun didn't even remember how many spells he had cast, nor did he remember how many times he had exhausted his mana. Lin Yun only knew that every time he ran out of mana, he would extract some from the Blood Banshee's soul essence.
Fortunately, the Blood Banshee was a Vengeful Spirit, and the mana contained within her soul essence was far purer than that of an ordinary mana crystal. It was much easier for Lin Yun to extract mana from it than from a mana crystal. The only problem was that this kind of pure mana always carried some disgusting negative emotions. Every time he absorbed it, it would make Lin Yun's mind restless.
But he couldn't care too much about it now …
If the previous Blood Banshee was the most troublesome enemy Lin Yun had encountered since coming to this era, then this battle was the longest battle Lin Yun had experienced since coming to this era.
The cold crescent moon had already gradually set, and the first wisp of morning light had already appeared in the eastern sky.
More than half of the night had passed …
Lin Yun was still crazily slaughtering, and the entire slope was covered in charred bones. Lin Yun kept casting fire spells one after another, and Skeleton Warriors fell one after the other. This battle looked like it would never end …
When the sun completely rose, Lin Yun released another fire spell and suddenly discovered that there was no longer a single Skeleton Warrior standing on the slope.
"It's finally over …" Lin Yun was gasping for breath. He wanted to take out a Soul Essence from his pocket to replenish his mana one last time, but his legs suddenly softened and he staggered to the ground.
That battle had been too long. Lin Yun kept casting and fighting for the majority of the night. Any other Great Mage of the same rank wouldn't be able to do what Lin Yun had done. This far surpassed the limits of a 1st Rank Great Mage.
Fortunately, it was all over …
Just as Lin Yun fell, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The rotting corpses disappeared, and the congealed blood disappeared, replaced by a lush and verdant scene of birds chirping and fragrant flowers. Lin Yun knew that he had left the illusion of the Death Garden.
Lin Yun was somewhat looking forward to the upcoming harvest, but he was also somewhat nervous.
That Master Alchemist had written at the end of the notebook that every choice made in the illusion could affect the final harvest.
Lin Yun carefully thought about it. He didn't seem to have made any choices in the illusion. He had been casting and fighting from start to finish, so what would his final harvest be?
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