Final Lord

Chapter 312 The Second Obelisk
The light from the crystal bursting out gradually subsided, eventually condensing into nine inherited bone fragments bearing the manticore emblem in his palm, which then disappeared into the fire.

All the necessary materials and advancement rituals were recorded on the bone fragments.

Wang Bufu's pupils contracted. The Calamity Scorpion Lion truly lived up to its reputation as an SSS-level hidden class; even its advancement ritual was extremely difficult.

Especially the Tier 9 Calamity Scorpion Lion. Its advancement ritual actually requires it to single-handedly destroy a small country with a population of over one million when it reaches Tier 8!
"One advanced scorpion lion can destroy a country, but how many countries can be destroyed?" Wang Bufu cursed inwardly.

Destroying a country is not just a formality; it means truly extinguishing the flames of that nation.

Regardless, now that we've taken this job, we can't let it go to waste. The Duchy of Bucks is quite large, but it also has many smaller duchies under its jurisdiction, which can all be utilized.

The moment the three items fell into Wang Bufu's palm, the entire obelisk suddenly emitted a deafening hum.

The silver runes flowing across the tower resembled boiling mercury, bursting forth with blinding white light amidst the violent tremors. Wang Bufu's ice-blue cloak was billowing in the raging energy turbulence, its fluttering hem swirling with a strange radiance interwoven with order and chaos.

"Back off!" he shouted sharply, his amber pupils reflecting the disintegrating tower.

Before the sound of everyone's rapid retreating footsteps had even stopped, the obelisk, like a glass artifact crushed by an invisible giant hand, turned into countless fragments of light amidst a deafening explosion.

The shimmering fragments did not fall; instead, they swirled and coalesced in the void, like iron filings attracted by a magnet, frantically converging towards a certain point.

At the center of the interwoven streams of light, a brand new spark is being conceived—unlike ordinary sparks that display a pure gold hue, it is a strange creation that blends the starry sky with lava. The chaotic purple and orderly gold that leap at the heart of the flame tear at each other, yet achieve a delicate balance under some higher-dimensional law.

When the last fragment of light merged into it, this special spark, born from the clash between order and chaos, suddenly burst forth.

Suddenly, the Lord's Flame on Wang Bufu's chest resonated with the new flame, and spiderweb-like energy veins appeared in the void between the two flames. Through these veins, he could clearly sense the strange properties of the new flame—it was like a lighthouse in the night, radiating a deadly attraction to undead creatures. Those beings wandering between life and death would instinctively gather towards this land of order, tempered by chaos.

[Enhance the fire]

Additional effect: Increases the natural spawn rate of all undead within the affected area by 50%.

"The natural rebirth speed of all undead has increased by 50%..." Wang Bufu lightly touched the floating fire with his fingertips, feeling the cold energy flowing within it, and his eyes gradually brightened.

This attribute might be useless in ordinary human territory, but for him who controls undead units, it is a tailor-made treasure.

With this spark, a second village can be built in the Sunset Mountains.

With a slight thought, the newly born flame transformed into a stream of light and entered the mark on his chest. The originally pure golden flame now had a wisp of wandering purple light, appearing and disappearing like the forked tongue of a venomous snake.

"The entire army will rest and regroup. We will depart in half an hour." As Wang Bufu turned around, his cloak drew a cold arc.

……

Half a day later, the outline of White Spirit City in the distance was faintly visible in the twilight. Wang Bufu stroked the fire mark on his chest, a determined smile playing on his lips—it was time to activate the search function of the Fountain of Miracles.

As the bright moon climbed to the highest branch, Wang Bufu was already standing before the Fountain of Miracles. Sensing his arrival, the silvery-white gelatinous water suddenly surged violently, and the bursts of silvery-blue light particles intertwined in the air to form a dazzling river of stars.

Bai Ling curiously examined the Fountain of Miracles, witnessing its divine power for the first time.

Wang Bufu silently recited the incantation, thus activating the Fountain of Miracles.

Activate the search function. "With a low murmur, the consumed Miracle Points materialized into a golden stream of light and entered the spring. The entire surface of the spring instantly cracked like a shattered mirror, countless images flashing rapidly through the cracks—"

Inside a volcano shrouded in thunderclouds, a colossal tree formed of crimson crystals stretches its branches amidst the lava, each leaf shimmering with the luster of molten lava; at the bottom of a deep ocean trench, tens of thousands of fluorescent corals form a precise, clockwork-like mechanical structure, with translucent deep-sea fish swimming between the gears; in the underground vault of a human kingdom, guards prostrate themselves before a colossal stone statue used as an ornament, unaware that the statue's eyes gleam with the unique, orderly radiance of a natural wonder.
Wang was shocked.

These are all natural wonders! He tried desperately to remember them, but his excellent memory was lost at this moment. None of the images could be retained in his mind; only vague shadows could appear, like looking at flowers through the fog.

Suddenly, all the images froze. Wang Bufu's pupils contracted sharply—the heavily fortified Leviathan fortress on the border of the Stag Duchy was revealed before him in a form that seemed to see through the walls. About three hundred meters deep within the foundation of the city walls, the second obelisk stood silently in a vast underground cavity. Its jet-black tower emitted a faint, eerie blue light, suppressing the surging chaotic waves ahead like a stabilizing pillar. The chaotic energy that attempted to erode the obelisk shattered into countless points of light upon contact with the ordered force field emanating from it, like waves crashing against rocks.

"How is this possible?!" Wang Bufu abruptly pulled his hand back, the splashing water droplets condensing into tiny hexagonal crystals in mid-air, emitting a warning sound like wind chimes when they collided. His voice trembled slightly with shock: "The underground of Leviathan Fortress has actually been eroded into such a large cavity?"
Are the garrison of the Buck Principality useless? How could no one discover something so important?

Bai Ling asked in confusion, "Brother Bufu, is it serious that the underground was swallowed up by chaos?"

"It's extremely serious." Wang Bufu pointed at the building and said, "The ground is the foundation of the house, just like the walls. If the walls are demolished, how can the roof still exist?"

If the entire underground area falls, Leviathan Fortress will be gone.

Wang cursed silently.

He wanted to use the threat against Leviathan Fortress as his trump card, but the Principality of the Bucks was so useless that Leviathan Fortress was almost gone without him even having to lift a finger.

How could these aristocratic scoundrels possibly manage such a large duchy?

No wonder when the Elf Empire rose to power in my previous life, the Stag Kingdom was as fragile as paper, crumbling at the slightest touch.

absurd!

Even though he is now an enemy of the Bucks Principality, he has no choice but to take action to eliminate a major hidden threat to the Bucks Principality.

Wang Bufu took a deep breath and gave the order: "Summon the cavemen. I need a passage connecting the underground of Leviathan Fortress and the Sunset Mountains within six days."

(End of this chapter)