Chapter 495: 413 Zhangg Killing_2
Here’s the translation:
Amidst the mountains, trees grew wildly, their trunks and branches intertwining to form war fortresses. Hundreds or even thousands of undead troops were stationed within, offering both stealth and defense.
Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Bone arrows covered the sky, fireballs scorched the heavens and ripped the earth apart.
Magic formations carved by legion-level mages came to life—some enhanced the power of the bone arrows and fireballs, others shielded against large-scale magical impacts, while others repaired damaged undead at a moment’s notice.
Not just the magic formations—the mage types in the undead army were diverse. There were combat mages, whose torrents of fireballs and ice spikes blanketed the battlefield; there were support mages, whose buffs and debuffs influenced the flow of war.
Massive armies never simply charged forward like a swarm of bees.
That would be suicide.
The undead army occupied favorable terrain, leveraging the advantages of a large corps. Each undead was like a cog, and with hundreds of thousands assembled, they transformed into tightly-knit machines, consolidated into one, several, or dozens of war beasts.
They ruled the battlefield.
The great battle erupted.
’Magic Martial Holy Hall’ was instantly swallowed by a sea of undead, like a lone leaf adrift amidst a tempest, battered incessantly and on the verge of collapse.
Four hundred thousand undead arrayed themselves in formation, advancing steadily and displaying their divine power.
The forty thousand mirror images were even more frenzied. Chen Jichuan felt no remorse in commanding the Mirror Image Army to launch suicidal charges, wave after wave crashing against the three-hundred-strong team of ’Magic Martial Holy Hall.’
The storm grew fiercer.
Not just ’Magic Martial Holy Hall.’
Anyone stepping into the territory guarded by the Undead Army met calamity. Knights and mages who ventured only ten miles inward and sensed danger in time to retreat might escape if fortunate.
But those who were fast and penetrated deeper—twenty to thirty miles or more—could not escape at all.
In the skies, they became sitting ducks.
On the ground, the rugged terrain left them stranded.
"Roar!"
"Go!"
"Kill them all!"
The seven ancestors saw Chen Jichuan narrowly survive a death curse and were both shocked and furious.
When they realized Chen Jichuan was unharmed, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They were more frightened than Chen Jichuan himself, and their rage erupted as they charged at the intruders.
These ancestors specialized in magic or physical combat.
Working with the undead army, each of them became a god of slaughter. The elite knights and mages brought by ’Magic Martial Holy Hall,’ unless they were legendary, didn’t survive the first round—they all died.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Magical collisions and physical clashes ensued!
Even legendary mages and knights struggled under the relentless assault.
The three immortals fared no better, trapped in the siege and unable to escape for the moment.
"Don’t be afraid!"
"The Mirror Image Army may be terrifying, but he struggles to control them—it’s just disorganized charging, nothing to fear."
"Once the mirrors are annihilated, his life will be easy to take!"
The Taiyang King and the others, facing the charge of forty thousand mirror images, found themselves on shaky ground.
Yet, they gritted their teeth and held firm.
[Fourth-level Magic: Meteor Fire Rain]
[Fourth-level Magic: Death God Scythe]
Taiyang King and Curse Eye refrained from casting forbidden curses, opting instead to unleash large-scale fourth-level magic to harvest the endless wave of the Mirror Image Army.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Mirror Image Army was continuously destroyed, and its numbers dwindled.
It seemed they were close to wiping them out—
"Mirror Image Army!"
Suddenly, the crowd felt a wave of magic surging, and then a scene of despair unfolded before their eyes—
For every mirror image destroyed, a new one appeared to replace it.
The forty-thousand-strong army was wiped out, only to be wholly replenished anew.
Caught off guard, Chen Jichuan had summoned another round of the ’Mirror Image Army.’
"Damn it!"
The Taiyang King and others cursed in their hearts as despair gripped them.
Being immortals, their souls were imprinted in the void, allowing them to resurrect even if slain—but their magic power barely exceeded that of legends. Recklessness in casting fourth-level magic was not an option.
Single fourth-level spells were manageable for immortals, and casting ordinary fourth-level magic was easy enough. But magic like Chen Jichuan’s ’Mirror Image Army,’ which replicates forty thousand undead soldiers, consumed magic power equivalent to seven or eight forbidden curses.
Draining their magic reserves entirely would be closer to the mark.
Yet Chen Jichuan cast it twice in succession and seemed unfazed.
"This fight’s unwinnable!"
The Taiyang King realized they were in dire straits. He also knew they had initiated hostility first—cursing Chen Jichuan—and likely wouldn’t leave unscathed.
But as an immortal, dignity restrained him from pleading for mercy.
The other immortals shared the same sentiment.
"Enough!"
"Better to just die!"
And so, the immortals said nothing more, focusing on resisting fiercely and trying to carve out a bloody path of escape alongside their legendary followers.
But they knew that escaping unscathed was unlikely. Even if they survived, few of the legends they had brought along were likely to make it out alive.
"Oh well!"
"Let luck decide!"
The Taiyang King felt a wave of helplessness within.
The situation had deteriorated to this point, but he had little to worry about. As an immortal, even if he were to fall here, he could resurrect in the void—though not without cost.
What troubled him most was the potential loss of the legendary mages of ’Magic Martial Holy Hall.’ They were the elite. If they were all wiped out here, it could take hundreds or even thousands of years for ’Magic Martial Holy Hall’ to recover.
The Taiyang King felt a pang of regret.
Curse Eye felt humiliation.
Phantom Knight felt grief.
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The slaughter continued.
Outside the Star Cluster Graveyard, the undead army rampaged wildly.
The first and second waves of mirror images launched one death charge after another, while the undead army remained unshaken, relentlessly harvesting lives in their wake.
"Ah!"
"Ahhhhh!"
Knights fell one by one; mages died in succession; soon, even legendary mages and knights began to falter, their magical defenses breached, succumbing to the undead battalions surrounding them.
Chen Jichuan wasn’t idle either.
He struck out repeatedly, casting ’Gravity Space’ here and ’Life Steal’ there, all while the unyielding Mirror Image Army kept attacking, and the immovable wall of the Undead Army held firm. Even legendary mages couldn’t withstand it.
Some were lucky enough to flee in disgrace.
Others weren’t so fortunate and met a grisly end.
One after another.
Three, five.
In just a short time, twenty-four legends had already perished, with the count continuing to rise at an even faster pace.
Among them, ’Magic Martial Holy Hall’ suffered the most tragic losses.
Of the twenty legends they brought, twelve were already dead, and the first to fall were the four Extreme Legends and four Top Legends, who bore the brunt of Chen Jichuan’s focus.
The remaining eight were merely Ordinary Legends.
Chen Jichuan took them down effortlessly—one swing of his blade after another, as easy as harvesting crops, much simpler than taking down an Upper Immortal.
Soon, the twenty legends brought by ’Magic Martial Holy Hall’ were completely annihilated.
Only three immortals remained.
"Curse me, will you?"
Chen Jichuan, who had almost suffered humiliation earlier due to their curses, harbored resentment toward ’Magic Martial Holy Hall.’ After eliminating the twenty legends, he saw that the three immortals were still holding out, so he cast ’Strength Control’ and ’Earth Guardian’ on the Mantis Ancestor and shouted, "Charge at them!"
The Mantis Ancestor, already famed for its speed and strength, became even more formidable under the effect of two fourth-level spells. Even the Phantom Knight’s face turned pale at the sight.
"Hehehe!"
"Come play with me!"
The Mantis Ancestor, feeling its amplified power and resilience, let out a cruel laugh and charged into Taiyang King’s Resistance Fire Ring without hesitation.
Boom!
The Resistance Fire Ring shattered instantly, and the Mantis Ancestor was sent spinning through the air.
"Haha!"
"I’m completely fine!"
After initially being startled, it discovered that it was unharmed and began laughing wildly, growing even more reckless as it charged at Taiyang King again and again.
The Mantis Ancestor was not alone.
Chen Jichuan fully embraced his role as an auxiliary disruptor, casting spells left and right onto the summoned seven ancestors, enhancing their strength and pushing their power to the next level.
Whenever an ancestor sustained injuries, a ’Great Healing Technique’ was thrown their way.
Whenever they were burdened by excessive debuffs, he cast ’Holy Light Guardian’ and ’Spiritual Baptism.’
Why did legendary mages always form alliances?
Because a single legendary mage’s magic power was limited, as were the spells they could construct within the magic ocean. Their inability to cover all bases while comprehending the Profound Meanings of the Rules necessitated cooperation and mutual complementation.
Though Chen Jichuan’s single-target attacks were somewhat lacking, his twenty spells thrived in large-scale army operations. Additionally, his healing and defensive magic boosted the combat effectiveness and endurance of the summoned ancestors.
The battlefield churned in a blood-drenched tempest.
Even the Taiyang King, an immortal whose power surpassed Extreme Legends, ultimately succumbed to the relentless assault of the undead army and the siege of the seven ancestors, becoming the first immortal to ’fall’ on the battlefield.
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