After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Clusters of torches flickered in the wind; the night was far from silent, the sounds of battle tormenting ordinary souls. As the war intensified, Luna, who was about to draw her sword and rush to provide support, was stopped by Federico.

"Young Miss, I have brought quite a few things this time. I would like you to take a look at them first."

Luna then noticed the wooden crates that were piling up higher and higher in the corner.

"What's inside?"

Federico grabbed a wooden box with one hand, opened the lid and introduced, "This is star mushroom powder that I had people collect and grind, inspired by the last war in Starfall City."

Taking out one of the glass bottles, Luna stared at the light emitted by the powder and quickly understood its purpose.

As long as these star mushroom powders are sprinkled out and applied to the undead, the soldiers can still accurately lock onto their targets even when their vision is limited.

This appears to be Federico's method for combating the dense fog.

Are the reserves sufficient?

Federico answered honestly, "It should be enough, but it won't be very useful for our defensive play."

Upon hearing this, Luna nodded slightly. "Use them all at once, and combine them with wind magic to see if we can penetrate the thick fog."

"yes!"

After setting down the wooden crate, Federico quickly retrieved another glass bottle filled with a green liquid. Carefully, he didn't hand the bottle to Luna, explaining solemnly.

"These highly corrosive liquids are alchemical weapons delivered by alchemists. They can burn like kerosene, but burn for a longer time and can easily corrode bones."

An alchemist, who had somehow infiltrated the arsenal, developed many dangerous gadgets that were still in the experimental stage. He even insisted that Federico bring them to the battlefield, but Federico refused them all by force.

Only the relatively stable corrosive fuel was favored by Federico, because they desperately needed a great fire that could burn away all evil.

Federico still felt that these native alchemists, who obeyed only the Duke, were more dangerous than those sneaky heretics.

The alchemical bomb they developed weighed a full 60 kilograms and was equipped with a boiler core. After the limiter was removed, it could convert corrosive fuel oil into toxic high-pressure gas in a chemical reaction.

The high-pressure gas will destroy the boiler and cause an explosion after ten seconds, eventually turning into a mist that covers an area with a radius of twelve meters. A single spark is all it takes to trigger a secondary explosion and a violent combustion.

Federico witnessed firsthand how half a pig was vaporized in the eerie green flames, leaving not even a few crumbs behind.

Luna quickly created some distance, clearly still uneasy. "Let's see how it goes. They're no good, and I have a grudge against them."

There is a grudge...

Federico, who was just looking to check the effectiveness in actual combat, nodded in agreement. He strode to the city wall, swung his hammer to knock away the undead that were climbing up, and after clearing the area, quickly threw the glass bottle down.

"Cage, light a fire!"

"What?"

Kneeling on one knee atop the wall, Cage exuded an exceptionally flamboyant air, his staff constantly summoning magic circles that spewed flames, with thick smoke billowing from in front of him.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Cage couldn't hear what Luna was saying at all. He only saw Luna point her finger, turn her staff around, and fire a fireball.

Boom!

The moment the fireball struck the undead horde, eerie green flames shot into the sky. Dozens of undead struggled in the flames, but soon turned into a pile of black ash and vanished in the wind.

Federico, who had narrowly escaped being engulfed by the flames, patted his chest with lingering fear. He quickly peered out and saw an empty space below.

He turned to look at Luna and Paul, all three of them wearing excited expressions.

Finally, they were able to change their passive and defensive situation! After acquiring new weapons, the soldiers were finally able to completely drive the undead off the city walls.

On the battlefield at this moment, colorful flames danced continuously in the darkness, and large chunks of the undead clinging to the walls were torn off by the flames.

The bones twisted and decayed in the flames, and the few undead who managed to charge forward were quickly eliminated by Luna and the paladins.

The only regret is that the reserves of corrosive fuel are insufficient. After all, the alchemists sneaked in. Although the workers in the armory can't do anything about them, it doesn't mean they can use the armory's resources at will.

With a single sword stroke, Luna shattered the white bones and landed lightly, coldly issuing her order.

"Send someone to contact the commander-in-chief and ask her to allocate resources to the alchemists, and then arrange for people to keep a close eye on them."

It's no wonder Luna was wary of her own people; the corrosive fuel easily reminded her of Starfall City and its sturdy city gate that had been suddenly destroyed.

God is real, but my elder brother is not favored by the gods.

Just as elves with masochistic tendencies are easily attracted to the Machina Cult, certain groups that enjoy alchemy will naturally worship magical powers that can guide them.

This could hardly be considered a betrayal. The Northern Territory did not care about people's faith in God, and to some extent, the Duke did indeed indulge the people of the Northern Territory to do as they pleased.

For example, farmers in the Northern Territories, after filling their stomachs, would suddenly start planting snow beets on a large scale because they really loved sugar. This forced a certain duke to explain to them, word by word, the reason for stable grain production.

So Luna was simply worried that those old men might do something bad without even realizing it.

Of course, these things are best developed by them through their intelligence and ingenuity.

The raging flames fueled high morale, and after the smoke cleared, the rested soldiers, with even greater fighting spirit, threw themselves into the counterattack against the undead.

On the other side, Federico also began to arrange for people to use star mushroom powder to light up the entire battlefield.

Borrowing a soldier's dagger, Cage swiftly cut off his messy long hair, then used wind magic to draw the powder out of the glass bottle, gently blowing the star mushroom powder across the entire battlefield like adorning stars.

The falling powder reflected the dense, swirling mass, and everyone on the city wall gasped. In the darkness, the scene before them resembled a lake reflecting the starry sky, rippling in the breeze. The image was both beautiful and terrifying.

Luna pinched her chin, frowning, and said, "Why do I feel like the number of undead hasn't decreased that much?"

"This is the embodiment of that famous military theory, young lady." Federico shook his head and smiled bitterly, "A dozen or so pigs, you can't catch them all; a hundred thousand soldiers, just standing still and letting others kill them, can dull the blades of any sword."

"A hundred thousand human soldiers can be brought to their knees after losing twenty or thirty thousand. But a hundred thousand undead can only be ended by annihilating them all."

Seeing that Luna had begun to seriously estimate, Paul couldn't help but pat her head and said with a sigh, "Stop counting, the undead army still has at least 110,000."

"Soldiers, you are already outstanding."

Paul's words silenced everyone; they stopped speaking and watched quietly as the powder drifted into the thick fog.

Perhaps it was because the light was better at night, or perhaps it was because the star mushroom itself had this characteristic, but the huge, motionless object in the thick fog gradually became clearer.

The faint light outlined its shape, revealing it to be a massive insect, as large as a mountain, with its pincer-like mouthparts, for some reason, gripping a bony hand.

If all of this is still within everyone's expectations, after all, the opponent is an S-class calamity, and anything could happen.

But suddenly, a humanoid silhouette of light leaped up from above the insect's head, and with a flick of its hand, it dispersed the powder, disappearing once again into the darkness along with the giant insect and the bone hand.