The Three Great Legions / Slaughtering the Ghosts

Lu Jun said regretfully, "I am from a collateral branch of the Lu Family and not a native of Bo City. It's a pity I can't travel with you."

This is a lie. He had planned this several years ago. When Mo Fan was refining the Earth Sacred Spring, he secretly withheld a small amount, enough to conceal his aura.

However, Lu Jun did not intend to publicize his acquisition of the Ancient King Armor Robe. Instead, he planned to learn the Zhan Kong and use Mind Invisibility to sneak in, keeping his trump card hidden.

Zhu Meng, an old acquaintance, looked at Lu Jun with deep regret. He knew that Lu Jun had a Curse Element card that could briefly unleash the Sub-Lord, making him no weaker than the Super Rank experts present.

If we can get into the Abyss of Calamity, then the operation will be a piece of cake.

Mo Fan asked, "And now, the Abyss of Calamity is so far away, a full thirty kilometers away, it's covered with an ocean of undead."

"Now?" Han Ji gazed into the distance and declared domineeringly, "I'll lead you all to conquer the Undead Empire!"

The crowd's blood boiled as they scanned the Super Rank powerhouse.

The Ancient Capital's high command acted swiftly, with Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Hunter King Du Xiao, Lu Xu, Yao Ting, and other Super Rank leading the charge, followed closely by high-ranking imperial Imperial Mage and military experts, and supported by a large number of Intermediate Mage.

This battle was fought with everything in its power, involving thousands of people, each of whom was at least an Intermediate Level elite.

Lu Jun and her brother were also among them, positioned very close together, almost a body length behind the Super Rank mage.

"Everyone, move out!"

At Han Ji's command, thousands of people marched into the city walls in a grand procession, while the mages remaining inside the city did not conserve their magical energy, doing their utmost to provide cover for a distance.

Boom! Formations of elemental legions unleashed a dazzling array of colorful magic from the sky, stretching for kilometers and blasting vast swathes of the undead to smithereens.

The Super Rank mage group didn't make a move, conserving their strength to deal with the Monarch-Level Creature. High-Order Mage occasionally provided assistance, but the majority of the advance was carried out by Intermediate Mage.

The army advanced rapidly, cutting through mountains and rivers, covering several kilometers in no time.

Looking down from above, in the pitch-black ocean, a tiny blank trace is moving.

Originally connected to the city wall, after everyone entered, they were filled by wave after wave of undead, leaving them completely isolated and helpless. From this moment on, the most dangerous time began.

Unfortunately, the Ghost King, who was far away, saw this and sent out several of his elite troops to probe the situation.

A tall, heavy mound of corpses moved forward slowly, causing the ground to tremble. A strange, ethereal ghost drifted in, shrouded in a thick white mist, its Ghost Shadow numerous and indistinct.

The last one was composed of numerous holes in the white skeleton, and looked extremely Killing Aura.

Every member of these Undead Legion is at least a General-level.

Chapter 239 The Three Great Legions

Lu Jun gazed ahead.

The three Undead Legion were menacing, with General-level figures twice the height of Servant-level, standing out like cranes among chickens in the dark undead tide.

A rough count revealed over a thousand, each with its own unique characteristics and emanating a different kind of Killing Aura.

It was led by seven or eight Commander-level Corpse Minister, Bone Minister, and ghost ministers.

As expected of the Ancient Capital Undead, they easily gathered such a large army. If we were to convert it to Commander-level race, it would take at least ten standard races to assemble one.

Han Ji's expression was serious. Although the number of Intermediate Mage was several times greater than the number of troops, they would probably collapse instantly if they encountered these three legions.

A General-level beast is equivalent to several Intermediate Mages, and its charging power is unparalleled.

He glanced around and saw that Mo Fan and his group of four, who were surrounded and protected by Super Rank mages, were not allowed to move. Their precious magical energy had to be saved for use in the Abyss of Calamity.

The core circle includes a dozen or so Super Rank and two to three hundred High-Order Mage.

Should we deploy Super Rank mage?

Han Ji mentally calculated and began to assign troops, saying, "Du Xiao, you lead a high-ranking team to deal with the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister Legion. Fei Jiao, take your men to deal with the group of skeletal undead on the ground."

"As for the Ghost Fiend Legion..."

He hesitated. He had assigned tasks according to the enemy's situation. Most of the Magic System of the Corpse Mountain and Skeleton Legions were effective, and there were replacements for each.

The Ghost Legion, however, would likely suffer greatly without Mind Element or Curse Element, and they would also need to possess the ability to fly.

Just then, Lu Jun suddenly said, "Let my sister and I take care of it."

Upon hearing this, Han Ji turned his gaze to the young man in the black and gold coat who was the great contributor to the Ancient Capital incident, and then glanced at the cold and elegant female mage beside him, whose aura was in no way inferior to that of Super Rank supreme being.

Having sensed the existence of Jiang Feng, a Sub-Lord, with his strength, he lay dormant deep within Lu Mei's body.

Han Ji nodded. He valued Lu Jun more than Lu Mei Jun. He didn't bother to delve into the Flame Witch. After so many years of cultivating to the Super Rank, what geniuses and opportunities hadn't he seen? As long as she was useful, that was enough.

A Sub-Lord is more than capable of suppressing the demonic army.

Then, thousands of mages split into three small groups, which crossed the undead horde and attacked the three major Undead Legion respectively.

Rumble!

The Blue-Eyed Giant Beast beneath Du Xiao was the first to move, its slow movements causing the desolate earth to tremble. The surging undead ahead were easily crushed into dust, like rocks swimming upstream.

The behemoth was larger and heavier than the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister, and upon contact, it smashed two Corpse Minister, each tens of meters tall, away.

However, Du Xiao is still very limited.

Behind the Corpse Minister, three hundred small fleshy mound warriors lined up in a row, each a dozen meters apart.

At first glance, on the barren land, they resembled three hundred fierce and powerful heavy tanks charging arrogantly, raising billowing dust that looked like a yellowish-brown curtain.

The Blue-Eyed Giant Beast is indeed powerful, but if it is surrounded and attacked by a horde of warriors biting and undead servants swarming around it, it may very well perish.

This is also why Han Ji led a large army to break through the Undead Empire, rather than relying on a small, elite, and agile team of a few hundred people for a surprise attack.

Human mages have limited magical power and need cannon fodder as protection to counter the undead's overwhelming numbers.

Otherwise, if we were to encounter the Great General legions as we are now, we would probably have used up half of our magic energy and would need to pay an even greater price to resolve the situation.

Fortunately, most of the members of the small team led by Du Xiao were Summoning System, and high-level summoners are least afraid of group battles.

"High-Rank: Call of the Horde!"

One after another, moon-white dimensional gates stood tall, their surfaces adorned with ancient and savage beast patterns, from which a myriad of strange and wondrous beasts roared forth.

Woohoo, roar, hiss!

The massive and imposing herd of beasts, including the Sacred Armored White Elephant, the Unicorn Rhinoceros, the Earth Dragon Earth Lizard, stood in a row, their imposing momentum no less than that of the horde of corpses.

Each high-level Summoner can summon a maximum of forty or so warriors, which can be combined to form two hundred warriors, with each individual being more elite.

Knock knock knock!

Finally, the two groups of beasts clashed violently, creating a deafening roar and splattering blood and flesh everywhere, revealing the brutality of the battlefield.

Under the onslaught of the Hunter King Du Xiao, the beasts gained the upper hand, and large hordes of beasts devoured the corpses, setting the tone for victory.

On the other side, the Fei Jiao Squad was also making good progress. The military's high-ranking officers were well-trained and highly organized, like cold killing machines, and were actually the fastest to eliminate the enemy.

The densely packed skeletons were inherently fragile among the Spirit Seed; under the Wind Element mage's cuts, they fell in rows, like cutting straw.

As for Lu Jun and her brother, they were the fewest in the three separate teams, with only two people.

As they flew towards the sky, shrouded in white mist and Ghost Shadow ghostly figures, many of the observing mages were utterly perplexed.

Little did they know, Lu Jun was drooling with desire and had complete confidence in his ability to succeed.

Among the various Demon Beast groups, the undead are a race with a high drop rate of spirit essence.

Ghosts and Demon Beast are the most spiritual among the Spirit Seed, so their spirit drop rate is naturally high.

Lu Jun knew that the ratio was an astonishing thirty to one, meaning that for every thirty ghosts, one complete General Essence Soul would appear.

Furthermore, it is extremely rare for hundreds of warriors to gather together; such gatherings only occur in super battles.

For Lu Jun now, with his level four Intermediate Magic and the One Thought Star Chart realm, killing a large number of servants and generals in an instant is as easy as killing a large number of them.

Why is he still staying among the human mages? Why doesn't he take the initiative and attack?

Immediately, Lu Jun and his companion disappeared into the vast, ghostly white mist. This mist, filled with intense spiritual allure, was so enchanting that even high-level experts could easily lose their way within it.

But as soon as he had a thought, the initial Intermediate Level mental walls and mental protection erected between the two people's Spiritual World, completely immune to the effects.

Moreover, the cover of the pale white mist actually allowed Lu Jun to display his skills to the fullest.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The next moment, deep within the white mist, countless Ghost Shadow appeared, their exact forms and numbers obscured, and terrifying ghostly howls echoed from all directions.

Fear, resentment, and temptation intertwine, coupled with the occasional Ghost Shadow, creating a scene of a demonic realm where monsters roam freely and menacingly.

At this moment, Lu Jun made his move. The Ghost Execution of Through-the-Net - Mother Ghost Fiend quickly crawled out of the Curse Well World.

A tall White-clothed female ghost hovered in mid-air, her arms outstretched, bending down to embrace the siblings. Her beautiful face lifted, her mouth opening wide to her ears, and a silent succubus howl erupted.

Two layers of sound waves collided in the void, rippling out large swaths of gray-white light— Mental Fluctuation imbued with resentment.

The Mother Ghost Fiend resisted most of it, and the rest landed on the solid fortress of the two people's hearts, like a gentle breeze.

Before Lu Jun could relax, a ghostly, pale white demonic figure silently appeared behind the Mother Ghost Fiend.

A sinister smile curled at the corner of its mouth as it extended a massive, ghostly claw. The shadows writhed, and it plucked out the illusory heart of the White-clothed female ghost.

With a splatter, the Mother Ghost Fiend screamed in agony, suffering a severe blow, her soul becoming ethereal.

Centered on a black and red hole behind Lu Jun, its body twisted in a spiral and rapidly contracted back into the [Cursed Well Space].

With a single blow, the Mother Ghost Fiend, who possessed the Mental Power of the Fourth Realm and was blessed with the supreme Blood Abyss Curse, was defeated.

The appearance of Commander-level demon minister inherently makes them stronger than other types of Demon Beast of the same rank.

Lu Jun smiled; the fish had taken the bait!

At this moment, the elder sister Lu Mei, suddenly turned around. She was dressed in a rich Earth Dragon Scale Armor, her arms were covered with Medusa snake patterns, and her gray-white eyes shone brightly, exuding exotic charm.

[Stone Demon Eyes - Petrify]!

The Pale White Ghost Minister tried to dodge and leave, but it was too late; he was caught by the petrifying power and cornered.

Not to mention that before the Mother Ghost Fiend dissipated, she used her innate Kun Earth domain to lay the groundwork for future events.

Chapter 240 Slaughtering Ghosts

Click click~

The claws of the Pale White Ghost Minister turned entirely into stone, gleaming with a solid luster. With a slight crackling sound, a large patch of grayish-white light spread, and the petrification continued to erode from his arms to his entire body.

The demonic spirit solidified into a stone statue, suspended in mid-air. Behind it, a large portion of the white mist crumbled and turned into mud, continuously peeling away from its floating state.

Lu Jun seized the opportunity, quickly sketched Star Chart, and unleashed two Intermediate Magic in an instant.

Space Tear, Overlapping Storm!

This is his strongest offensive combination: the sharp, calamity- Tribulation Qi of Metal Element combined with the spatial amplification that can even inflict some damage on tanky monarchs.

With a whooshing sound, a Black Gold Dragon Pattern Sword shot up, transforming into twenty-one strands of interwoven dark light above his head. Golden Radiance sword energy pulsed and formed a large platinum net covering the sword, its entire body flowing with noble Silver Patterns, almost merging into one.

The Metal Storm spun rapidly, cutting through the void and leaving countless delicate, jet-black cracks, instantly pulverizing the pale white ghost statue.

At the same time, the surrounding white mist surged, its turbulence stirred by the terrifying aura of Death Tribulation, creating a vacuum within a radius of a hundred meters, much like a filter.

Roar! Thousands of rubble rained down, and countless strands of soul power barely broke free from the seal of the massive stones, reforming into a ghostly body the size of a small mountain in mid-air.

However, the ghost minister's pale white soul was extremely illusory, clearly indicating that it had suffered severe damage. Its emotions were turbulent and filled with panic, as it tried to dart away.

Fortunately, they were ghosts; if they had been flesh and blood, the siblings would have perished long ago under their combined attack.

But how could Lu Jun allow a cooked duck to escape? His eyes flashed with a black and a white light, and a phantom Mind Sword burst forth from between his brows.

A burst of light shot out, time and space froze, and an eternal rain of light danced, instantly piercing through the leader of the ghost ministers.

Bang!

The already severely damaged soul of the Pale White Ghost Minister exploded instantly, and a large amount of white mist hissed and dissipated.

The Remnant Soul of the moon, which had condensed in place, slowly fell and disappeared into the White Tiger Pendant.

Lu Jun took a moment to examine his inner self and was slightly pleased. As expected of a ghost-type Demon Beast, it didn't have Strange Bone Strange Blood as materials, but the essence it obtained was of very high quality.

Even Remnant Soul contains far more energy than an ordinary leader.

Within the white mist, because the ghost ministers were killed so quickly, ghostly Ghost Shadow appeared all around. Among them, another ghost minister, hiding in the deepest part, let out a shriek, seemingly in anger.

The next moment, hundreds of Ghost Shadow surged forward, their white forms creating a breathtaking scene, like a tidal wave of demons filling the sky.