Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

With each step covering a distance of dozen meters, its speed dramatically increased. Like a cannonball, the Purple Gold Skeleton dashed towards the city wall, making purple ripples with each step.

Most people didn’t recognize the Lord of Mourning, but the tone and pitch of Dyson’s voice made them realize the seriousness of the situation. Almost immediately, the Soul Towers were pushed to their maximum capacity.

There were four Soul Towers in Holy Wall City, two on the city wall, and two on the second-floor platform behind the wall. Each tower was strictly guarded forbidden grounds. Once inside, one would witness a terrifying scene – innumerable skulls stacked inside.

Every skull was placed within a small array. There might be tens of thousands of these tiny arrays.

When the power of the Soul Tower was pushed to the extreme, these arrays all lit up, and the dormant skulls set aflame.

Everyone assumed that the Soul Tower was merely a tower killing souls, but few knew that it was those undead souls that powered the Soul Tower.

These skulls, left with nothing but their head, had no consciousness. They were merely used as sources of energy. While each individual spirit was not very powerful, the combination of tens of thousands of these spirits could generate a soul lightning that even the Dimension Beast wouldn’t be able to withstand.

If a Dimension Beast couldn’t manage to bear the Soul Lightning, the Undead had even less chance of survival, especially with the additional damage suffered by the lone Purple Gold Skeleton. With the Soul Towers not needing to divide their attention, everyone eagerly awaited the effect of the Soul Lightning.

Soul Lightning is merely a figurative term, its true form is a Soul Impact.

When massive soul energy impacts an enemy, it triggers a phenomenon similar to black lightning. Hence, the enemy isn’t hit by actual lightning, but the lightning that is generated upon impact. If the enemy is weak, it may not even induce this phenomenon.

The body of the Purple Gold Skeleton was as if it had been struck by an invisible hammer, momentarily halting it. Several thick black lightning bolts were triggered behind it, causing an explosion.

One of the Soul Towers gave off countless mournful howls and thick black smoke could be faintly seen rising from the top of the tower. The surrounding temperature dropped by three or four degrees.

Inside the Soul Tower, the spirits within the tens of thousands of skulls exploded at once, turning into rising black smoke, while a few descended towards the base of the tower, where a thick layer of ashes already lay.

The pinpoint attack of the Soul Tower resulted in the tower’s destruction, while the Purple Gold Skeleton was only slightly stalled before it continued its rampage.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Three more black lightning bolts impacted it, making it pause, and then pause again, finally stopping it in its tracks.

The remaining three Soul Towers also spewed out black smoke and completely stopped working.

Apparently angered by the interruption of its charge, the Purple Gold Skeleton stiffened and transformed. An intense Soul Flame burned and then solidified, creating a fierce Soul Armor on it. Now everyone realized that the Mourning Skeleton that destroyed four Soul Towers wasn’t even armored?

After summoning the Soul Armor, the Purple Gold Skeleton started to run again.

The Soul Tower was a weapon humans extremely relied upon. Over the centuries, countless Undead had been killed by Soul Towers. Since it had quite a large attack range, building a Soul Tower on top of a mountain would prevent any Undead from crossing the ridge during both day and night.

However, now, the weapon they trusted had repeatedly been destroyed and had only triggered their enemy’s Soul Armor. Now everyone understood why Archbishop Dyson had screamed in terror.

All simultaneously shouted, “Stop him, attack! Attack!”

Arrows, crossbow arrows, and stone launchers all targeted the Purple Gold Skeleton. The defense tower sent out beams of light, illuminating the Purple Gold Skeleton.

These beams of light resembled the Holy Light Flash of the Little Angels but were a bit weaker. However, under the onslaught of so many beams, the Soul Armor on the Purple Gold Skeleton started to disintegrate, revealing the skeleton beneath the armor.

Soul Flames surged on the Purple Gold Skeleton, repairing the dissolving Soul Armor.

Boom! A large stone hit the Purple Gold Skeleton and exploded into dust, eliciting a few cheers. However, weapons like bows and catapults had low accuracy. Despite the enthusiastic bombardment, only a few actually hit the Purple Gold Skeleton.

A direct hit with a catapult suggested that the gunner was blessed by the Goddess of Fortune.

However, the Purple Gold Skeleton emerged unscathed from the dust and smoke. The smoke blocked the beams of the defense tower, allowing its Soul Armor to recover significantly.

Everyone realized that weapons like bows, crossbows, and catapults were ineffective against enemies of this caliber.

“Stop him, stop him!” Many people screamed shrilly, but how?

The Little Angel, full of enthusiasm, wanted to surge forward. Although its true wings had been taken away by Ange, its light wings were raring to go.

Ange quickly scooped it up and brought it back.