"Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom! Boom!"
Crimson explosions of Mental Strength kept erupting throughout the space like nuclear detonations.
High in the sky, Lin An continuously manipulated the Mental Storm, sweeping across the entire battlefield. Countless Bone Dragons and Necro Assassins hurled into the air exploded and fell like locusts.
For a moment, the entire battlefield seemed filled with the stench of blood and the decay of white bones, with corpses piled into peaks a thousand meters high!
Yet even under Lin An's terrifying bombardment, the revived Undead Legion showed not the slightest hint of fear. They still crazily launched Charges at him.
"Thirteen seconds...!"
"Bang!!"
Lin An's expression was grim. He swiftly swung Cain's Blade, and in an instant, it transformed into a gigantic Sword Aura stretching ten thousand meters, sweeping away and obliterating the revived Skeleton Legion.
He swept his head to the side, and the Mental Strength in his eyes formed a blade-like edge that directly blasted apart the large group of Bone Dragons flying toward his right.
Streams of red, yellow, black, and green negative Rules covered his body like bone-eating insects.
From a distance, Lin An now looked as if he had been plastered with colorful stickers, even his movements becoming somewhat distorted.
And all of this had been caused by more than a hundred Necromancers on the ground.
"Quite... troublesome..."
A flash of blue light crossed his eyes. Although these negative Rules were only Fourth Order Initial-Rank, with the strongest merely at Intermediate Level,
there were simply too many of them. Lin An found himself in trouble for a moment.
Not knowing how many times he had summoned Judgment Thunder to bombard the ground, Lin An felt a headache as he looked at the Necromancers whose bones had been smashed into a complete mess.