Chapter 543 Chapter 540 Treatment
The Lich Master had always performed teleportation with the ease of snapping his fingers, and in a snap, he was at a new place, saving three-quarters of the time compared to Zhuang Xuteng's shooting with the bone spear technique.
But this time, the enhanced warrior who rushed over was known for his extreme burst speed. In this field, he was the strongest, or at least the strongest. When Zhuang Xuteng missed a step and had to roll to slow down, the abnormal movement caused by his collision with the ground was discovered by the enhanced man. This guy had been staying behind to keep accumulating power and did not participate in the first charge before. It was not until this time that he finally thought he had caught the position of the enemy's true body, so he rushed up decisively.
Before the teleportation was completed, he hit Zhuang Xuteng.
At this time, Zhuang Xuteng was ready to prevent impact. First, the ghost tentacles formed springs as much as possible as a buffer, and the tentacles that could not hold on would explode by themselves to disperse the impact force. With the blessing of Eight Flash, his limbs first contacted the enemy, then contracted to provide acceleration for his main body, and by trying to extend the sticky time of the collision, the direct impact force was reduced. His Kaho armored coat, bone shield and alloy skeleton were his last hope, and the rest depended on luck.
Just like that, Zhuang Xuteng flew out first with half of the left arm of the Lich Master hanging on his shoulder.
He once suspected that he had exceeded the speed of sound, because his back hurt more than his hands and feet that were the first to bear the impact. However, the pain in his hands, feet and back was completely inferior to the sadness of seeing the Lich Master teleport away. He knew that he was not to blame the Lich Master for not being teleported away, but this collision-type enhanced person was too fierce. However, it is unlikely that the Lich Master would teleport back immediately and catch himself who was flying towards the Wall of Sighs, right?
Impossible? Impossible...
In fact, the main reason for Zhuang Xuteng's back pain was not the sound barrier wall, but the life support system, that is, the shadow slave backpack of the fully sealed environmental protection suit. This is completely dead weight, and when it hits at high speed, it is like a moving wall. Zhuang Xuteng received a huge impact, his back smashed his backpack directly, and then he "broke out of the cocoon" from the protective suit. At the collision site, the sky was full of yellow broken protective suit shells, as if a yellow balloon had exploded, or someone had set off a paper firework.
Good and bad things go hand in hand, the debris in the sky seriously affected the enhanced people's battlefield situation analysis ability. They tried to shoot ghost energy bombs into the air, but they couldn't find Zhuang Xuteng's exact location. In order to deal with the collision, Zhuang Xuteng had exhausted all his mobility. At this moment, he had no spare energy to use levitation, so he could only draw a standard arc under the action of gravity and rush towards the Wall of Sighs at a very high speed.
"Pay attention to the Wall of Sighs, he will hit it!" Someone was already charging, and once they found that the rolling gray fog and the hideous human face on the wall had changed, they would immediately rush up to chase. But they waited for a while, the Wall of Sighs did not change at all, and there was no reaction of objects falling on the ground nearby, and even the applause shock wave radar found nothing.
This is because Zhuang Xuteng passed through the Wall of Sighs without any hindrance, and he still did not land.
Being able to fly over was beyond Zhuang Xuteng's expectations, but now is not the time to think about the reason. There is a hill on this side of the Wall of Sighs. The lich's magic tower stands on the top of the hill. His laboratory, library, storage room, classroom, office and management place, residence and various living and commercial facilities are arranged along the three roads of the hill, forming a large urban area. What should this be called? Probably a CBD. But its real name is: a man-made obstacle that will be hit by Zhuang Xuteng soon, causing serious injuries or even death.
I heard that the spell brick is quite strong, comparable to steel, and Zhuang Xuteng doesn't want to crash to death on it.
He used the levitation technique to the extreme, first turning sideways to avoid the interception of the magic tower, and then trying to twist the direction to the vertical ground upwards, relying on gravity to slow down. After consuming a quarter of the mana in his body, he finally began to fly upwards, and the next question was how to land.
The Mage Tower not far away is definitely the best choice. Landing on it and then slowly climbing down is definitely much better than falling directly. At this time, you can use the levitation technique that consumes a lot of mana, and use the ghost tentacles as a traction rope to save energy and be more efficient. However, as soon as the ghost tentacles touched the Mage Tower, they were immediately attacked. A blood-red flame inexplicably emerged and burned the ghost tentacles.
Uh, if you don't want to touch it, then don't touch it. Try another way. Zhuang Xuteng called the ghost servant and spread it as much as possible to use it as a parachute for himself. The impact of opening the parachute shattered the ghost servant twice in a row, but the third time was finally successful. Zhuang Xuteng began to slow down, and at the same time used the body changes of the ghost servant to let the parachute take him around the Mage Tower, increasing the wind resistance in front of him and consuming kinetic energy and potential energy.
Suddenly, the Lich Master teleported to Zhuang Xuteng's side. He only had one arm left, so he let his body float in the air and tilted his head to observe Zhuang Xuteng.
"You really came in..." said the Lich Master, "I received a warning message that the Mage Tower was under attack, so I teleported in. How did you think of coming in?"
"I was bumped in! Master, can you put me on the ground first? The Wraith Servant can't hold on any longer, and I..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Xuteng spat out blood. The Lich Master immediately stretched out his stump and teleported him back to the ground. At this time, blood fell from the sky, ready to pour on their heads and faces. The Lich looked up, and fire spurted out of his eye sockets, and the blood was burned dry.
Zhuang Xuteng knelt on the ground, choked and coughed twice, and spit out another mouthful of blood. The Lich Master looked at the bloodstains spreading on the ground, and felt that they polluted his home, and he was unhappy. But in front of Zhuang Xuteng, he couldn't expose his absolute disgust for outsiders, so he kept silent for the time being and didn't burn the bloodstains.
"It hurts so much, my internal organs are burning, I need to lie down for a while." Zhuang Xuteng slowly lay down, and the whole process of his back flattening was accompanied by a crackling sound. "There is no living thing to transfer the damage to me, I can only recover slowly by myself."
"This is the disadvantage of necromancy, and the same is true for dormant martial arts." The Lich Master said: "There are no living things here, unless you want to go to the mining camp. There are mostly ordinary workers over there, and the environment is safer. Strange, how did you get in, is it because of my hand?"
He pulled the broken hand from Zhuang Xuteng's shoulder and put it on his shoulder, and the arm could be used again. Zhuang Xuteng looked down at himself and found that only broken fragments were left of his protective suit, and the remaining part was barely more than half. Fortunately, the Shadow Spear Ring and the Armor-Breaking Hammer I picked up were still there and not lost outside.
"I don't know. After being hit, I used all my strength to relieve the impact and didn't care about my body posture. I only know that my back must have touched the Wall of Sighs before my chest. As for which came first, the broken hand on my back or the broken hand on my shoulder, I don't know." Zhuang Xuteng lay down, adjusting his breathing, and said, "I don't know the principle of the Wall of Sighs, and I never thought I could come directly."
"Forget it, maybe you are lucky!" The Lich Master said so, but he had other thoughts in his heart.
It doesn't matter whether the broken hand touched the Wall of Sighs first. This protective barrier is the highest technical product of his necromancy, space magic and protective magic. If you can pass through it with a part of your limbs, wouldn't it be a joke? Don't even mention using the broken hand as a key. Even if you jump in with the Lich Master, it will only be the Lich Master himself who comes in, and the grappler will lie on the wall and be burned by the necromancy.
There are two possibilities now: something went wrong with the Wall of Sighs, or the Wall of Sighs recognized Zhuang Xuteng as himself.
The Lich Master waved his hand and grabbed another leather bag from the air and handed it to Zhuang Xuteng. "It contains healing potion. Theoretically, it will not expire, but in fact, no one has ever drunk the potion left over from a thousand years ago. I don't have a tongue, so I can't taste it, and this kind of healing spell is harmful to my undead. You drink it carefully and see how your body reacts before deciding how much to drink. I don't have any living things here, so the necromancy spell can't cure you."
Zhuang Xuteng sat up with his hands supporting his body, took the leather bag, and said that he would taste it slowly. After that, the Lich Master snapped his fingers and disappeared on the spot. He teleported into the Mage Tower and began to check the situation of the protective barrier.
During the years he was away, the company's pioneering team tried every possible way, including extremely violent methods, to dismantle the Wall of Sighs, but it remained strong. The three system forces of undead, protection, and space used by the Wall of Sighs decomposed, demolished, and then absorbed all the violent parts. All violence will only promote death, and the spatial attribute of the barrier itself gives it an almost infinite carrying space, enough to resolve the level of violence that destroys the world.
In order to unlock the protection of the barrier, necromancy and spatial power are indispensable. Over the long years, the shadow energy that has been eroding continuously is the part of the undead, and they continue to gather from all directions, leaving no dead corners in space, which meets the conditions. Even so, it took the power of destroying the whole world to grind continuously and non-stop, and only then did it grind away half of the diameter.
"No problem, the barrier functions intact, it's just a little old." The lich master retracted the spell, input mana into it, improved its state, and made its counterattack stronger. "Since there is no problem with the magic circle, then the problem lies with Zhuang Xuteng. He... Although he took some intelligence from me, my soul cannot be cut, and he should not be recognized as me."
The lich master was puzzled, so he floated to the window and looked at Zhuang Xuteng below. At this time, Zhuang Xuteng sat there obediently, sipping the healing potion in small sips, sticking out his tongue from time to time, and then mumbling about the taste of the potion.
"Like a child." The Lich Master thought about it and understood what was going on. Being able to continue sipping means that the healing potion is still effective. As for the taste... After being kept in the leather bag for a thousand years, there is indeed a spell to protect the leather bag from being damaged, and there is indeed no spell to prevent the taste from being mixed! The potion must taste like stinky leather, no doubt about it.
Zhuang Xuteng just sat there, not walking around, or even looking around, which made the Lich Master feel good. He teleported back, stood beside Zhuang Xuteng, and asked, "How do you feel?"
"Better, I can feel the changes in my body. This potion is really useful..." Zhuang Xuteng blinked and said shamelessly, "Master, you said this thing is harmful to you - do you have any extra? Why don't you give it all to me, okay?"
"You think too much. Once these magic items are taken out, they will be immediately destroyed by the shadows and turned into resentment in your hands. I can't send you back directly. The farthest you can go is to the side of the shadow world passage. Do you understand? I still have 20 copies. You can drink them if you want, but you definitely can't take them away, and it's useless if you drink too much."
"This is really useful." Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head and said, "I majored in necromancy, can I minor in healing spells?"
"No. If there is any possibility, how can I not know it? Since I didn't use the healing spell directly on you, it means that the two cannot coexist. I know all those spells, but I can't cast them."
Zhuang Xuteng nodded, knowing that greed cannot defeat the laws of nature. He rubbed his chest and felt much better than before, so he decided to take a short pain instead of a long one, and directly faced the leather bag and drank all the tainted healing potion inside.
A warm feeling began to slide down from the throat, gathered in the stomach, and then dispersed to the limbs and bones. The healing spell contained in this leather bag is not simple. It has the effects of treating trauma, expelling diseases, detoxification and body regeneration. Many people praised this potion for being able to "heal bones and revive the dead". The Lich Master tried it himself and confirmed that such evaluation was pure nonsense, but its healing effect on living people is indeed unparalleled. The Lich Master only saved 27 copies in the end, and now there are only 20 left.
Except for the one that Zhuang Xuteng drank, the other six were used to resist the erosion of shadow energy. The Lich Master still remembers the situation at that time: after the great destruction, the resentment swept across the land at lightning speed. Even if he sensed the danger in advance and activated the protective barrier immediately, it would take more than ten seconds for such a large barrier to rise.
To be honest, such a huge and solid barrier can be activated in more than ten seconds, which is already strong enough. But the destruction came faster, and everyone, including the Lich Master, was contaminated with the resentment of destruction before the barrier rose. After the barrier rose, the mana-constructed buildings immediately stabilized, but the living did not stop decaying.
The Lich Master thought of various treatment methods, but people still died one after another. He also tried to concentrate all the resentment of everyone on himself, but it didn't work. Finally, he also tried to turn people into undead urgently, that is, "forced lich transformation". But the transformed lich soon turned into a ghost, left the barrier, and became one of the living shadows.
The greatest pain is not that he can't save people, but that he doesn't know why he survived.
In order to figure out this problem, he resumed his research and stuffed all the spells of becoming a god into his head. He successfully advanced his research several steps forward and figured out the reason why everyone failed. But his initial research - the immortality of the dead soul could not be transformed into the immortality of the gods - set a clear shackle: he could study, but he could not cast spells to verify his research.
Then, the shadow world channel appeared and attracted some people. The lich master thought this was an opportunity and tried to transfer all the power of destruction to these living people in an attempt to reverse the destruction process and then use time spells to change everything back. He knew very well that time spells could not be used in this way, but at that time, he had been complaining about why he could not die, so he thought that the powerful time spell might be able to kill himself, and dying from the spell would be worthy of himself.
Still failed, the destruction could not be reversed. He was discouraged until he learned that the people who came were the source of those bastard gods, and he had new ambitions.