Star Forge Titan

The three wizard towers built by the Undead faction over the years are each comparable to a thirty-story building in Ivan's previous life.

Although it is not a super building like the super urban complex of 2025 that integrates all urban functions and is comparable to a mountain peak,

But in Palladia, a building of this scale is already a great building that is hard for mortals to imagine. It requires the participation of mages and takes more than ten years of work to be completed.

What's more, it involves a lot of magical enhancement and transformation. It is impossible to build such a large wizard tower using ordinary construction technology alone.

But at this moment, one of the huge wizard towers was shrouded in thick green light, and a large number of twisted cultist souls quickly poured into it and flowed underground along the tower.

"Are we late?" Ivan's eyes changed slightly, and then he saw a blue light rising from the ground.

"Captain!" Maria exclaimed from behind.

The blue light rose rapidly, like a beam of light standing on the ground. Alvin quickly recognized the essence of the light, and the soul power of the fourth-level extraordinary was completely liberated!

The blue beam of light gradually changed its form. Under the influence of the magic power infused with strong will, the free mana in the surrounding environment began to resonate, transforming into a magical vortex that obscured the sky like a dark cloud.

Immediately afterwards, a massive phenomenon of 'super-spiritual doppelgangers' occurred.

The shadow transformed into a giant wolf, and then began to shrink rapidly and gradually became solid.

The third-level fallen druid Velo Dishia had also liberated the power of the soul, but the transcendent soul she summoned was only about three meters tall, which was limited by the strength of her own soul and the total amount of magic power.

As for the extraordinary people who have been promoted to the fourth level, if they do not restrain themselves, the transcendent souls they summon will be as tall as a building with more than ten floors. However, blindly enlarging the size of the transcendent soul is a meaningless act.

Because only the transcendent soul that has condensed into a substance can exert the greatest influence on the material world.

At that time, the transcendent soul looked like the second body of the extraordinary person, or a physical existence like their substitute.

At this point, the soul of the extraordinary person has completely transcended the limitations of the mortal body and transformed into a strong will that seems to be tangible and projected into the material world.

"I was born in the wilderness and hunt in the human world." The 'poem of the soul, the word of liberation' containing strong emotions and will came out from Ashram's mouth.

"Run, Thunder Wolf!" The blue giant wolf's shadow quickly condensed and shrank, turning into a thunder wolf with thunder and lightning wrapped around its body and a huge sword in its mouth.

Ugh!

The Thunder Wolf stood behind Ashram and howled. Then a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, hitting the Cursed Knight and his transcendent soul at the same time.

The sharp lightning not only did not cause any harm to them, but instead turned into a layer of shining armor that enveloped their bodies. Even the giant sword in the Thunder Wolf's mouth was covered with a layer of lightning, as if the long sword was also covered with a layer of sword armor.

The Black Knight himself is a transcendent who wields the power of lightning, and the Cursed Knight promoted from him, in addition to gaining the power of curse, naturally has better control over the power of lightning.

"A power that has not been used for a long time." Ashram raised his hand and pressed the head of the thunder wolf behind him, but his eyes were always fixed on the large wizard tower in front of him that was shrouded in filthy power.

"Partner, let's go." The power of the Cursed Knight allowed Ashram to escape gravity and float in the air.

The thunder wolf behind him howled again, then suddenly pounced forward, turning into a complete wolf-head armor wrapped in lightning and attached to the Cursed Knight. The two-handed giant sword in the wolf's mouth also merged with the sword in Ashram's hand, turning into a giant lightning sword covered under the lightning sword armor.

Complete liberation also means complete control. At that time, the power of the soul can be perfectly integrated with one's own power. This is the power beyond the soul that can only be fully utilized by fourth-level extraordinary people.

Its name - Spirit Armor!

Gripping the two-handed giant sword that was pulsating with electric arcs, Ashram rushed towards the large mage tower.

Compared with the huge building, the Cursed Knight, who was more than one meter tall, was extremely inconspicuous. However, the lightning wrapped around his body cut through the night sky, like a shining meteor rising in reverse, pointing directly to the center of the Mage Tower!

Obviously, although no one knows what exactly happened inside, no matter what conspiracy the cultists are planning, as long as they destroy the tower, it will inevitably have an impact on them that cannot be ignored.

So, Ashram decided to cut down this huge building with the power of his sword alone!

After completely liberating his soul power, he indeed possessed the power to destroy this large mage tower! With this, the power of a high-level transcendent was fully demonstrated!

However, in the secret workshop under the Mage Tower, a terrible change that has not been seen in a thousand years is happening.

"Mmmmm, Aa ...

The most horrific screams, almost unheard of in the world, came from the depths of the workshop. The sound would make anyone who heard it stop involuntarily, then turn around and run away.

The Mage Tower is the main altar, and the souls of a large number of necromancers and cultists are used as sacrifices. A spoonful of divine power from the evil god Nurulmuth, in the form of thick soup, drips from the void.

The essence of this power has surpassed many powers in the world. It is a terrifying sublimated crystallization containing some huge secret, and it also emits an incredible and intense stench.

The disgusting stench caused dozens of Nurul demons to be born from Lucius's flesh and blood scattered all over the ground.

Their appearance is extremely similar to the source of the divine power that shaped their existence, but their fat and short bodies, round heads, and stubby limbs have all the characteristics of animal larvae, making them look particularly ugly and a little stupid.

After his birth, four fat and twisted little Nurul demons surrounded Lucius's twisted soul, and from time to time they used various terrible tools made from his remaining bones to perform various inhumane transformations on the twisted soul of this once great wizard.

That's why he let out such a shrill scream.

The trance brought by the severe pain made Lucius gradually recall his past.

Unlike Gaius, who was born in a peasant family, he was the son of a landed noble. He lived a carefree life as a child, able to pursue pleasure freely, and even dreamed of becoming a wandering bard traveling across the continent.

But when he learns he must leave the territory upon reaching adulthood, the seeds of jealousy begin to sprout.

Ugly emotions blinded Lucius's eyes. He never understood that behind the seemingly expulsion was actually his father's beautiful wish for his second son to fly freely into the sky without any restraint. However, his elder brother had to give up his own ideals and shoulder the responsibility of carrying on the family legacy.

Driven by intense jealousy, Lucius murdered his brother with a slow-acting poison. However, when he saw the familiar face he had grown up with distorted by death, a fear he had never experienced before surged in his heart: the fear of death.

Later, he experienced the war between humans and demons. The bloody battlefield made the young necromancer, who was once a noble, fear death to a pathological level. So he threw himself into the arms of the Undead Sect and began to believe in Narwhal, the Sore of Immortality, hoping to gain true immortality.

But what did all this bring?

A tear from his soul slid down from the corner of Lucius's eye. His soul, shattered, was then forcibly mended by the terrifying power of the evil god. It was eventually twisted into a strange shape, transforming into a living component with the ability to think, a special demon transformed from a fallen soul.

The four weird little devils completed their work successfully.

The remaining dozens of Nurul demons sang and danced around the divine power that continued to drip.

Along with the blasphemous singing and dancing, more and more divine power was projected into the material world, and the best container was the nearby Undead Colossus, an existence with the spine of a second-generation giant as its core. Lucius named it the Death Rejector, or simply the 'Death Rejector'.

Infused with divine power, a pair of twisted horns sprouted from both sides of the Death Rejecter's head.

The stiff muscles that had been treated with necromancy were miraculously revived under the influence of the divine power that could create miracles, and regained the unique activity of living things.

But at the same time, they also changed from a pale, dead gray color to a nauseating dark green.

The various artificial organs that filled the abdominal cavity of the Death Reject slid out of the unfinished body, then twisted and wrapped around it like snakes, wriggling like earthworms and maggots, and spewing out streams of black and green acidic liquid.

The originally pitch-black and intact outer armor quickly rusted and corroded, holes appeared on the surface, and it gradually turned into a dirty color with brown-red rust spots and blue-green copper rust.

Soon, the transformed Lucius soul, with a bleary gaze, was surrounded by Nurul's demons and thrown into the skull of the Death Reject, who had also suffered a vicious corruption. Before that, they had used crude tools to drill a hole in the center of the Death Reject's forehead.

Then, the song started—

"Ahaha! Before my father was born, the world stagnated, ugliness accumulated, and everything solidified. When my father was born, time flowed and life decayed! My father, my father, brings new life! My father, my father, is so beautiful!"

"Yahaha, praise my Father! Yahaha, praise decay! Yahaha, praise the world! Yahaha, ya ...

After completing this final praise, the little devils hugged each other and sang the lyrics in unison, which were funny but had terrible meanings.

Those fat and terrifying pieces of flesh burst like cysts, and the juicy pieces of flesh merged together, turning into a fleshy curved horn that blocked the hole in the center of the forehead of the Death Rejecter, and also became a receiver for receiving signals from distant hell.

But just when some terrible will was about to come, Ashram swung his sword and chopped it down!

The lightning sword crashed into the large wizard tower, and the howling of wolves resounded through the night sky!

Thunder slash, rushing wolf!

Chapter 68: The Mage's Tower Collapses

London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down.

London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady.

Build with iron bars, iron bars, iron bars.

Build with iron bars, my fair lady.

The bars will bend, bend, bend...

The scene before him reminded Alvin of a nursery rhyme he had heard before.

The song was played to a (presumably) childish tune, but the lyrics were filled with absurdity and weirdness. However, the scene he saw now unexpectedly matched the scene described in the nursery rhyme.

The Mage Tower, which was as tall as a building, began to tilt at this moment, and was then hit head-on by a meteor rising from the ground. The exploding magical light was like a firework exploding in the air.

At the center of the annular diffusion aperture was Ashram, who was crashing headfirst into the Mage Tower.

The spiritual armor, body-protecting lightning, and cursed armor wrapped around him provided a bonus, making the curse power on the long sword in the hands of this fourth-level transcendent almost turn into a huge forty-meter-long lightsaber, which was about to cut the wizard tower in half and destroy it.

But the automatic defense fixed on the Mage Tower was immediately activated, and the shield rose to cover the entire building, blocking Ashram's attack and throwing him heavily back to the ground.

The decay ray salvo that was launched at the same time also instantly transformed the Mage Tower into a hedgehog, with countless dense purple magic beams attacking in all directions of 360 degrees around it.

Tens of thousands of undead lurking in the surrounding squares were caught up in this violent attack and began to fall and shatter in large numbers, or fled in all directions driven by the instincts of the remaining undead souls within them.

The high-level Death Knights who had self-awareness were cursing, their words filled with [Elrond curse words] and a few [Lind curse words], and they began to dodge hurriedly.

Also facing the overwhelming magical attack, Ashram had no intention of dodging. He just stood on the ground, raised his head and howled at the sky.

As if in response to his cry, a similar wolf howl came from the direction of the palace.

In addition, five ghost wolves jumped out from under the wolfskin cloak on Ashram's back. Like the cloak, they were also part of the power of the liberation of his soul ability.

The ghost wolf raised its head and let out a howl, and then the dense decay rays were directly dispersed. This group of ghost wolves summoned by the initial liberation of Ashram's soul actually had the power to break the law.

Moreover, the dissipated magical light was also absorbed by the ghost wolves. Subsequently, more ghost wolves were split from them, and soon there was a large group of ghost wolves that automatically hunted the undead in the square.

The Cursed Knight wearing wolf-head armor leaned forward, pressed his hands against the ground, and lay down on all fours.

The wolf-head helmet on Ashram's head swayed with fur as if it had come alive, and soon it completely merged with the wearer. Under the cover of blue magical light, the animal's eyes, which were originally as lifeless as the glass eyes of a wild wolf specimen, flashed with wisdom.

In the blink of an eye, Ashram, whose soul power was fully unleashed, transformed on the spot into a pitch-black demon wolf larger than the she-wolf Sheila.

Accompanied by the howling of the wolves, he led two-thirds of the ghost wolves to rush towards the mage tower.

Without the control of a fourth-level expert, the defense of the Mage Tower itself is certainly very strong, but it is not impenetrable.

After all, the one who attacked this fortress was also a champion knight! A fourth-level transcendent who mastered soul liberation!

Just like a mage who advances to the fourth level will be called a crown mage, a warrior who advances to the fourth level will not only be known as a crown-wearer, but will also be called a champion swordsman, champion fighter, or champion knight.

The huge automatic defense spell descended again, but those incredibly powerful magics hit the black fur on the body of Ashram, who had transformed into a demon wolf, and slid away automatically like rain, without any effect at all.

Just as he was about to touch the shield, Ashram suddenly let out a howl.

The wolf's howl, which contained the power to break the law, created a gap in the magic shield, and even the thick green light emitted by the magic tower, which served as the main altar, was partially dispelled.

Then, the demon wolf, which was more than seven meters tall, charged forward!

Boom!

This time the Mage Tower was finally shaken, and the already tilted angle increased again.

Seeing this, the necromancers who had survived by chance because they had never made a deal with Lucius rushed to the door with pale faces.

The thick green magic light that originally blocked the gate has been dispelled, and a young wizard in a black robe and squinting eyes is now mixed in with the crowd.

When the mages crawled out of the Mage Tower, they saw the pitch-black wolf with blood flowing from its forehead gritting its teeth and crashing into the large Mage Tower again!

This time, the tall wizard tower tilted even more. Under the pull of gravity, even the enchanted chains connecting the other two towers could no longer maintain its stability. This huge building led to the hill surrounded by three wizard towers.

boom!

The wizard's tower collapsed and broke into three parts, and a large part of the semicircular hill also collapsed. The gap revealed the internal structure that looked like an underground mausoleum. It was actually a huge mausoleum as big as a hill.

"Why aren't you getting up yet? Could it be that the old guy really died in his sleep?" Ashram, with a bleeding head, shook his head, stood up, looked at the collapsed mound and muttered meaningfully.

He felt a little relieved because the thick green light that enveloped the Mage Tower had completely dissipated as the building collapsed.

However, the story does not end there.

"Be careful!" A loud shout came from outside. Ashram recognized that it was the voice of the black-haired boy that the princess had caught from outside.

He subconsciously turned sideways and lowered his head. A dark purple beam of light, almost pitch black, shot out from the ground, brushed past the dark demon wolf's head and rushed towards the sky.

With a burning sensation, the beam of light completely removed the entire wolf hair on his head, leaving only a bald flesh-colored scalp.

A few seconds ago, when the magic fluctuations generated by the sacrifice of the giant wizard tower fell and disappeared at the same time, Alvin, relying on the golden eagle eyes given by the great god Odin, noticed that there was an extremely powerful magic reaction under the wizard tower, so he shouted a warning.

The beam of light quickly disappeared, and then, as if an earthquake had erupted, the ground that had originally calmed down began to shake violently again, and cracks appeared on the ruins left by the collapsed Mage Tower.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, two large hands stretched out from the gap, grabbing both sides of the gap. Under the armor that was severely rusted to the point that only verdigris and red rust could be seen, the pale green muscles with a vitality that was distorted against nature suddenly exerted force.

The incomparable force completely shattered the already cracked earth, and the ruins of the Mage Tower began to collapse and sink, revealing a huge deep pit that seemed to have no bottom.

Dust flew everywhere, and the drastic changes in the terrain began to affect the two nearby mage towers. Without a crown mage in charge, the mage tower could only barely maintain its stability under the control of a few third-level mages.

Apart from this, there is absolutely no energy left to interfere with the changes in the situation.

Then, a hateful voice came from the deep pit covered with smoke and dust.

"Ka-Yang-!!!!!!!"