Volume 1: Hell-Tier Lord World Chapter 147: Their Respective Ultimate Moves

Under the urging of Jack, Lister and Huanarde quickened their pace.

Additionally, since the undead had truly begun their siege this time, the civilians inside the Wisteria were also sent out to help them process the corpses.

There were still simply too many corpses this time, and Jack had no way to burn all of them.

He only burned about three thousand bodies.

At the same time, the Corpse-Eating Vines swallowed nearly seven hundred bodies.

By this time, in Jack's magma moat, the surface was covered in floating bone ashes.

These ashes churned within the magma, appearing anew after being incinerated.

Gradually, arms formed entirely of magma began to emerge within the moat.

They possessed no hostility, yet they would grasp anyone entering the moat, preventing them from moving.

This time, thanks to the medical carriage, Lister's subordinates recovered their vitality remarkably quickly.

When the undead forces appeared once more, every single one of Lister's troops had fully recovered their health.

Seeing the emerging undead forces, Lister once again felt that Jack's decision had been the absolute correct one.

A total of nearly two hundred undead heroes appeared this time.

These undead heroes belonged to various classes; they divided themselves into twenty squads and took up positions at the very front of the undead army.

Behind these undead heroes stood nearly eight thousand undead troops.

They were clearly divided into three distinct sections. At the very front were cannon fodder units such as skeleton soldiers, walking corpses, and ghosts.

These were the most numerous, numbering around six thousand.

Further back were nearly five hundred vampires and five hundred death knights.

At the very rear stood three hundred skeleton archers and seven hundred corpse-witches.

However, what truly caught Jack and the others' attention was a lich standing amidst the corpse-witches.

It was obvious that he was the true boss of the entire undead army.

Upon his appearance, the lich cast a suspicious glance around his surroundings.

Then, he roared in dissatisfaction a few times.

In response to the lich's displeasure, the undead heroes at the vanguard hurriedly led their troops forward toward the temporary camp of the Wisteria.

At first, they advanced in a slow jog, but as the undead forces behind them set off, they broke into a full run.

Meanwhile, the lich at the rear began his own incantation.

Under his guidance, all the corpse-witches directed their toxic mists toward the lich's body.

It was evident that he was channeling some massive spell.

Yet, Jack could not decipher what trick they were attempting to pull.

"Huanarde, can you tell what he is preparing to do?"

"I have no idea. This is necromantic magic, which I'm not very familiar with."

Huanarde carefully observed the lich's movements, ultimately shaking his head helplessly.

"Never mind. We shall counter force with force, and water with earth. Prepare for battle. Once we finish this one, there shouldn't be any enemies left."

Jack pondered for a moment before making his final decision.

At Jack's command, both Lister and Huanarde sprang into rapid action.

They divided their labor: Lister led his troops to fall back, preparing to make a flanking maneuver to strike the undead army from the rear.

Meanwhile, Huanarde began casting various defensive magic spells upon his subordinates.

He understood that he would undoubtedly bear the brunt of the defense.

If he failed to withstand the enemy's assault, then there was nothing more to be said.

Only by holding firm against the enemy's attack could Lister and Jack have the opportunity to execute their next move.

Seeing Huanarde's response, Jack nodded with satisfaction while shouting the order: "All Fire Spirit Crows, take flight immediately! Primary target: Spark Carpet Bombing. Aim at the area right in front of the undead army and unleash every single spark you have!"

This time, Jack was going all out with a major move.

There was a limit to the sparks the Fire Spirit Crows could carry, capped at ten sparks maximum regardless of how many they stored.

Only after they were expended would the sparks replenish as the Fire Spirit Crows flew.

Jack was gambling now—gambling that the lich in the rear would take a long time to prepare.

Gambling that by the time the lich finished, the Fire Spirit Crows' sparks would have regenerated.

Only in this way would Jack have the opportunity to unleash two waves of Spark Carpet Bombing.

Even if the lich harbored any other tricks up his sleeve, Jack would be confident of winning this round.

As soon as Jack's command left his lips, the Fire Spirit Crows immediately took to the air.

More than three hundred Fire Spirit Crows clustered together into a flock in the sky. As they flew directly above the undead army, sparks began to detach from the tips of their wings.

Following that, over three thousand sparks rapidly expanded into glowing green balloons, plummeting toward the charging undead army.

The undead forces noticed this development, but the skeleton archers were too few in number, while all the corpse-witches had their attention entirely focused on the lich.

Even if they wished to deal with the Fire Spirit Crows, they had no way to intercept the falling fireballs.

Among the undead heroes, only a handful of archers loosed arrows toward the sky.

Yet compared to these fireballs capable of blanketing a vast area, their few arrows were utterly ineffective.

After dropping the fireballs, the Fire Spirit Crows wheeled around and flew back.

At that moment, Jack turned to Lister and said, "You may charge now. Do you understand your target?"

"The lich at the very back?"

"Yes. By the way, shouldn't you consider increasing your magic resistance next time?"

"No need. It's better to invest in leadership next time. Once my leadership skill goes up and my speed increases, I'll just charge straight through. Whether they're archers or mages, their melee combat ability is never strong."

As Lister spoke, he led his troops charging out.

Huanarde had also fixed his attention on the undead army.

The number of undead wiped out by this Spark Carpet Bombing would directly determine the scale of the enemy they had to face next.

As the frontline defender of the Wisteria, Huanarde felt the pressure weighing heavily upon him.

"Rest assured, we have more than enough magical power."

Jack stepped up to the command platform.

He watched the fireballs slowly descend.

Facing the plunging fireballs, the undead had no way to evade. With seven or eight thousand of them clustered together, an explosion meant devastation over a wide radius.

At this point, they had only one choice: charge forward as fast as possible.

Naturally, the fastest were the death knights among the undead, followed by the flying vampires who also broke out of the Spark Carpet Bombing zone.

However, the skeleton soldiers were less fortunate. Since the undead army had initially guarded against Lister's charge, the walking corpses were placed at the very front, while the skeleton soldiers were positioned behind them.

When the skeleton soldiers tried to accelerate, they were held back by the walking corpses.

By the time they tried to flank from the sides like the death knights, it was already too late.

The fireballs unleashed by the Spark Carpet Bombing crashed squarely into the midst of the undead formations.

Amidst a chain of massive explosions, half of the six-plus thousand basic undead forces were instantly blasted into oblivion.