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"Launch a 'Holy Light Rain Curtain' and try to disperse so of the Power of Death around us, leave the rest to ,"
he had William organize the Holy Light Professionals to put forth an effort, reducing the density of the deathly aura. That way, he only needed to play so of his minor cards to forcibly interrupt 'Death Storm'."
However, that wasn't enough, so Gill turned to the leaders of the other teams.
"We'll take on the task of ending the skill 'Death Storm'; once the Minor Forbidden Spell is over, there will definitely be an attack from the Undead Boss Legion.
You all will need to intercept the Undead Boss's sneak attacks, buying us ti to recover.
If you can't even do that, then don't bla us White Eagles for not being polite!"
Teamwork was key; despite their lax efforts thus far, they were responsible for solving the toughest problem, and if anyone else dared to slack off now, Gill would make them understand the wrath of the White Eagles!
Bare threats coupled with the murderous intent in Gill's eyes imdiately prompted the team leaders of other nations to declare their commitnt to accomplishing the task.
"Hmph! A bunch of fools concerned only with imdiate gain, wait until we enter the Grand Origine Empire—I'll settle the total account with you all!"
With a cold huff, Gill, frowning and feeling the pain, pulled out a purple crystal statue.
"Judgnt of the Holy Light Goddess, this thing can only be triggered once a month, such a waste to use it here, damn it!"
This was an item designed to deal with an Epic Boss. With the skill sealed within this statue, it could not only deal massive damage to an Epic Boss but also attach a buff that amplified Holy Light.
Naturally, this Holy Light amplification only worked on creatures with the Holy Light attribute, creating a weakened buff on others. It could reduce the targeted creature's attributes by at least 20%.
If the target was Undead, the weakened buff would turn into Holy Light Corrosion, not only continuously inflicting damage on the Undead but also drastically increasing the reduction of all its attributes by 40%!
Unfortunately, the cooldown of this powerful item was 30 days.
Such a potent item, not used against an Epic Boss but expended on a minor Boss attack, made Gill's inner rage inflate wildly.
Anger surged both toward the attacking Undead Boss and the pig-headed teammates behind him!
As Gill made various arrangents, the Holy Light Rain Curtain began to condense, and though the golden raindrops hadn't fallen yet, they were already being eroded and worn away by the mighty Power of Death within the Death Storm.
However, the intensity of the surrounding Power of Death had decreased by a tier, especially as William and the Holy Light Professionals continually employed the 'Holy Light Rain Curtain' technique.
Regrettably, 'Death Storm' was after all a Minor Forbidden Spell, and even though part of its power had been dissolved by the Force of Holy Light, it had only weakened by ten percent.
"Shit, Fuck!"
After cursing angrily, Gill channeled spiritual power into the statue, and imdiately a purple glow ascended, forming a vast phantom image behind him.
This was a female war goddess, holding a massive war scepter in her hands, like the incarnation of Holy Light, proclaiming judgnt upon the heretics.
One minute, two minutes...
The mont the Holy Shield Technique shattered, the war goddess pointed her scepter from afar, directly at the massive death tornado.
"Holy Light, purify all filth in this world!"
An enormous Power of Holy Light, like a tsunami from the heavens, pierced through the dinsional space, forming into a colossal column of light – a sharp Holy Light greatsword, thrusting down from above.
In the high sky, the Power of Holy Light VS the Power of Death.
One side divine brilliance, the other sinister terror.
The two opposing forces clashed at this mont, attacking and eroding each other, causing the darkened skies to scatter and reveal a rainbow of dazzling light.
"Indeed, these humans have powerful trump cards. If this Holy Light Power were to hit us directly, we would likely be killed or crippled in an instant."
The eight Undead Lord Bosses on top of the tower watched the massive explosion of Holy Light Power above with trepidation, all feeling frightened.
"But it doesn't matter, such a move surely can't be used a second ti in a short period."
Edward signaled the other seven Undead Lords to slow down the control of 'Death Storm' while also reducing the supply of the Power of Death.
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The united casting of the minor forbidden spell "Death Storm" aid to force out their life-saving trump cards.
Not only did it obliterate a powerful Holy Shield Technique, but it also drew out an imnsely potent Holy Light Judgnt.
The "Death Storm" had already exceeded its mission objective, and at this mont, there was no need to continue wasting their Power of Death.
"Prepare for the attack, rember, focus fire, our goal is to kill the enemy!"
Inflicting injury or maim doesn't exist in this context; the new master's order is to stop any intruders with a kill without rcy command.
Even if they couldn't halt the enemy's advance and let them break into the core underground area, they should not make it easy for them; at the very least, they needed to decimate a group of them, simultaneously depleting their living forces!
Edward and the others would definitely fight to the death for the new master, but they wouldn't just throw their lives away foolishly.
These guys cherish their lives very much; otherwise, they would not have obediently cowered in the Undead Castle, faithfully serving the previous Undead Mage master, guarding the castle.
After all, the Undead Lords who weren't afraid of death had already ventured into the core area to explore and then vanished without a trace, dead and gone.
The rest are all cowards, having evolved into crafty old devils.
"Given that, I'll lead the Bone Dragon Legion on a raid first."
The Spectral Dragon Kulong spread its wings and took off directly, while a long dragon's roar erupted from its mouth.
Of course, this roar wasn't loud; instead, it spread through the unique transmission of soul fla, resonating within the soul flas in the minds of all the nearby Undead creatures.
Helplessly, the Spectral Dragon is also a Bone Dragon; it's just that its outward appearance is covered in the Power of Death, and their vocal cords have long since disappeared.
Following the soul roar of the Spectral Dragon, the Lord Boss, one by one, Bone Dragons abruptly appeared and then spread their wings, slowly ascending into the sky before assembling there.
In just a few minutes, an army of over a thousand Bone Dragons had gathered.
This was an army of Bone Dragons comprised entirely of bosses, with the weakest being elite boss templates, while the strongest were a dozen or so Spectral Dragon Hero Bosses.
"Kill, tear all these outsiders to shreds! Roar!"
With an angry roar and the transmission of the soul, all the Bone Dragons opened their fearso bony maws and followed behind their own Spectral Dragon leader, diving down in a swooping attack on the human team below!
"Fuck! How can there be so many Bone Dragon Bosses?!"
Above the sky, the Power of the Holy Light was still clashing with the Power of Death when suddenly, an army of thousands of Bone Dragon Bosses launched their attack.
Gill's face turned livid at this mont, but he didn't make any move and instead, looked towards the teams from other nations behind him.
His attitude was very clear; White Eagle had completed their previous task and had terminated the damage from the "Death Storm" spell.
Now it was ti for the others to exert themselves and buy ti for White Eagle's recovery.
At that mont, the leaders of the other nation's teams changed their expressions to unsightly ones, but they had no choice but to reveal so of their trump cards.
After all, they were a team, and complete non-participation would definitely have serious consequences.
White Eagle was incredibly domineering—if the others didn't contribute, these guys would undoubtedly turn on their own people!
Don't doubt these bastards; they had done such things many tis before!
White Elephant, John Bull, Gallic Rooster, Ointnt Country... one after another, the teams started using the ans they had prepared ahead of ti, without holding anything back.
In these teams, the only exception was the people from Ointnt Country.
This group of Wokou dwarfs directly summoned thirty Fourth-Order Level 100 ghostly beings, then ford a barrier with themselves at the center, enveloping everyone else within it.
It was a ghastly protective barrier, with the thickest protection at the center and relatively weaker protection at the edges.
And now, the team situated at the weakest position within the formation was White Eagle's squad!
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