Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 2391: Oilcloth
"Sir? Sir?" Talling, who had a poor ability to associate ideas, was not affected too much. Instead, he was a little curious why Hill didn't even look at the screen.

The magic tower was shaking wildly.

It is obvious that the Fruit of Wisdom, which actually controls the main authority of this magic tower, has indeed suffered considerable damage and is trying hard to save itself.

The method it chose was to directly activate the full-power mode of the magic tower... It is conceivable that no matter whether the magic tower will escape into a random dimension due to the explosion, it will not cause much damage to the Fruit of Wisdom itself.

At most it would weaken its strength, but facing the purifying water poured down on its head, this was no longer the most critical issue.

The lines on the outer layer of the magic tower were obviously filling up with energy one by one...the protrusions that were once used by the bomb little loli seemed to be gradually flattening due to the effect of this mana burning.

This is probably why the Tower of Despair didn't think there was a problem...the accumulation of elemental energies could indeed be easily resolved.

A new lease of life on the outside doesn’t mean there are no problems on the inside.

The obvious deviation angle of the bottom floor of the magic tower proved that the foundation of the tower had begun to become unstable.

But the base of the tower is the foundation of the magic tower!

No matter how strong the protection is, what’s the point if there’s a funnel underneath?
There is a hole on the head, and enemies can get in!
If there is one under your feet, then you don’t have to waste any energy at all, right?
If the random dimension this tower enters is safe, even if it is a vacuum... they still have a chance of survival.

If they entered a dimension filled with negative energy, it would be even more impossible. The Nine-Ring Archmage in this world did not have the abilities of the Nether Arcane Master, and could survive such a disaster by transforming into a lich.

The key point is that this world was controlled by the devil in the early stage. Although it is better now, it is still the River Styx!

Both of these determine that the dimensional spaces attached to this world are absolutely unsuitable for human survival.

However, what was even funnier was that the magic towers were all preparing to enter flight mode, and the Nine-Ring Wizards of the Tower of Despair, except for the one who stayed in the tower to take charge of the situation at the beginning, even the Meteorite Wizard had no chance to catch up.

After the meteorite wizard was knocked to the ground by the undead's self-explosion, he was dizzy for a while... If the dozens of undead hadn't been shocked by the madness of the bomb elves, they would have used a big move to send him into the city of death.

But even if they had something on their mind, their skills were obviously a bit erratic... Compared to fighting bosses, the Undead's focus now was on live streaming and recording.

It doesn't matter if the BOSS cannot be killed. What they want to do most is to call their friends to go out into the world and let the whole world share their surprises and shocks.

In other words, the Meteorite Master had his leg blown off and lost an arm, which allowed the battle to continue in full swing.

"The Magic Tower is leaving!" The Eight-Ring Mages of the Tower of Despair who were suddenly abandoned were stunned for a moment before they realized what was happening.

Some people stood on the periphery, looking around, at a loss.

Someone was desperately sending messages... Rays of light were rushing towards the outermost layer madly.

Now that their back-up plan is gone, how can the great wizards continue to fight the undead with peace of mind?
Also, a few smart people rushed directly into the suddenly opened door of the magic tower.

This kind of person is either too smart or too stupid to think at all.

Even if that door was left for those great wizards who were definitely rushing back, don't you consider whether it is appropriate under the current circumstances?
It was the Kayo that Hill knew who quietly entered a small magic tower that was damaged by the battle between the undead and the meteorite wizard.

Then, Hill quickly understood why he did that... A series of quickly flashing figures directly grabbed an eight-ring mage on the ground and rushed into the door that seemed to be left for them.

Of course, these obviously stronger Nine-Ring Wizards also tried to take advantage of the Meteorite Wizard.

However, he was already surrounded by the Undead, and no one could catch him.

The main thing is that these undead, no matter who they are dealing with, are best at launching group attacks.

Even if they do so, the attack power of their skills will be greatly reduced, and it may also affect the performance of certain melee professions, and even force them to become medicine bottles... In order to maintain the continuity of their spells, they can only use a bottle of blue every once in a while.

On the contrary, several melee professions were now sitting at the outermost edge, holding various alchemical artifacts or bows and crossbows to attack single enemies.

Although the encirclement was not large, the great knights who were used to standing with shield walls still formed a perfect outer wall...but their original intention was to block the escape route of the guy inside, but now it happened to leave the returning mages of the Tower of Despair helpless for a while.

It was not possible for them to descend from the air.

You can say that the Undead lack technology, but you can't say that the group attack spells they cast randomly won't appear from inexplicable directions.

Several people who tried to take advantage of the meteorite wizard in the magical light were almost knocked to the ground by the skills that came from very tricky angles.

The identity of this meteorite wizard is obviously very important. After all, under the crazy charging and vibration of the magic tower, these wizards who rushed back would try to help him.

But he wasn't so important that these great wizards would sacrifice themselves.

Therefore, even though two groups of people came back one after another, the Meteorite Mage was still firmly trapped by the Undead.

Although this group of undead have many shortcomings, they have one characteristic which I’m not sure whether it should be considered an advantage or not…loyalty.

Of course, you could also say they don't know how to adapt.

If it were the people from the Aotian League, someone would definitely learn from the time and space sorcerer mentioned above and take a few people with him to go into the sea.

But these individual players certainly won't consider the overall situation, they just want to complete their current mission... to kill a certain nine-ring wizard who is right in front of them.

However, after confirming that the Tower of Despair was about to escape, a dozen or so Undead who had not given their crystal flower potions to the Bomb Fairy quickly and decisively attacked the magic tower.

Of course, some people also had a sudden inspiration and smashed the Meteorite Master...which in turn caused the Master to let out a terrible howl.

Even with his broken arms and legs, he looked indifferent, except for a trace of resentment and malice when his colleagues completely abandoned him. The Meteorite Master, who was a little vicious, actually fell to the ground and wailed under the effect of the crystal flower potion poured on his head.

Hill twitched his mouth helplessly.

I don’t know whether I should say that this is the fate of this meteorite wizard... The undead’s throwing skills are really bad, and it actually deviates from the direction by quite a few points.

However, he was directly carried to an area a few meters above the head of the Meteorite Mage by a knight's random shooting.

Of course, according to the acceleration of gravity, this crystal bottle would have flown to an unknown distance.

But at that moment, a very thoughtful undead wizard smashed down the sky with a thunder array.

Although the Meteorite Master was severely injured as a result, the Sky Thunder Formation Master still received a lot of scolding and was even kicked several times.

Their small battlefield was littered with a mess of spears, short spears and arrows. The lightning and thunder that came down bounced back to the undead after a few jumps.

Although the mages standing in front were smart enough to hold up their shields, they were unable to avoid having their hair blown to pieces.

Hill couldn't help but laugh, because his gloomy mood finally got a little better after seeing the alien... He finally had the courage to look up at the top of the giant screen, at the little bomb goblin that was still fluttering in the wind.

Perhaps because the great wizards who were capable of fine operations had returned, the Magic Tower began to reclaim the observation deck on the top of the tower.

It was obvious that the girl had no intention of running away, and she even clung to the shaking observation deck and tried to follow the interior of the magic tower.

However, the first part of the magic tower to be sealed was the top floor, so she just got a face full of dust.

The little loli stood up unhappily, and now it really fits her appearance... Although the clothes are wrinkled, you can see that the front and the back are equally flat.

Hill couldn't help but twitch his lips.

This girl is probably the most famous loli from now on, and even the 'Old Sanda King' can't compete with her.

However, Hill also realized why the Bomb Elf didn't leave.

Being able to go up but not down is the usual style of people like them.

In fact, there were people who wanted to rush to the roof and kill her. Hill even saw a great wizard popping up.

But the wailing of the Fruit of Wisdom that has continued until now made the wizard turn around and go back... At that time, the Meteorite Wizard had not been blown down yet!
The bomb goblin held his waist and looked at it for a while.

Her powerful strength allowed her to stand firmly even on the violently shaking magic tower.

Then she started taking things out again.

Hill's eyes widened... At this moment, he seemed to see the history of the development of the undead's alchemical bomb.

Moreover, there are unstable bombs made by the dwarves and gnomes of Toril, and even the engineering bombs of Oises that are specially used for blasting mountains!

The bomb goblin tilted his head and thought about it, then suddenly pulled something out from his waist.

Hill closed her eyes instantly…Her distinguished buttocks were also padded, and not small at all.

The little bomb loli, who had returned to her smallest loli form, very carefully wrapped the bombs one by one with the piece of cloth which was quite large when opened.

When the undead outside rushed in all over the mountains and plains, when the magic tower finally charged to the limit and was about to flash into the suddenly opened dimensional door, the bomb little girl shouted wildly, "Explosion is the most beautiful art!" while raising her hands high... a flame slid down from her fingertips.

Amid the loud bang, Hill had only one thought in his mind: it was still oilcloth.

(End of this chapter)