novelODS Chapter 541 Ancient Battlefield Ruins: Valhalla
Chapter 541 Ancient Battlefield Ruins: Valhalla
[Enter the battle area: Ancient Battlefield Ruins - Valhalla]
[A large number of resurrected heroic spirit skeletons have been detected.]
[Warning: The remains of heroic spirits are protected by the will of the ancient battlefield. Within this area, the health, attack power, and defense of all heroic spirit remains are increased by 50%.]
Lin Tian glanced at the skeletons that were standing up.
Some of them carried rusted weapons, while others were empty-handed.
His armor was shattered beyond recognition, but his aura remained—he was a warrior in life, and he was still a warrior in death.
The nearest skeleton stood up completely.
It was about two meters tall, with a robust frame, and must have been a warrior in life.
It held a rusty longsword in its right hand and a round shield that was mostly broken in its left.
A ghostly blue flame flickered in its eye sockets, and its head slowly turned toward Lin Tian.
Then, it moved.
He raised his longsword high and slashed it down at Lin Tian.
The movements were slow, but very steady.
That was a sword technique honed through countless trials; even if only bones remained and the muscles and nerves were gone, the body still remembered it.
Lin Tian sidestepped the sword.
The longsword cleaved through the air, its blade striking the ground and sending sparks flying.
The skeleton didn't stop; the longsword swept horizontally, slashing towards Lin Tian's waist.
Lin Tian took a step back and dodged again.
He looked at the skeleton, his eyes filled with an indescribable emotion.
It's not pity.
It is a sign of respect.
These people fought here before they died.
They stood guard on this defensive line, facing the invasion of the Abyss Legion, without retreating an inch.
In the end, they all died here, their bodies left uncollected, their weapons left unpicked, and they lay there for who knows how many years.
Now, the seal begins to crumble, and they awaken from the dead.
It's not a resurrection.
He was forcibly awakened by the lingering will of the battlefield, to continue fulfilling the duties he performed in life—
Guard this place.
Guarding the world behind us.
Lin Tian sighed.
I'm sorry.
He raised his hand.
An icy blue light gathered in his palm.
Stellar rays
The beam of light pierced through the skeleton's chest cavity.
The joints shattered, the ribs broke like withered branches, and the shattered bones were scattered all over the ground.
The eerie blue flames in the skeleton's eye sockets flickered a few times before going out.
It fell down.
This time, it's a real collapse.
Lin Tian did not stop.
【All Things Guided by Heaven】
An invisible energy fluctuation emanated from him, enveloping most of the plaza.
The skeletons that had just stood up were simultaneously injured, and damage numbers floated above their heads—ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.
But they did not fall.
The 50% increase in health makes them more than twice as tough as wild monsters outside.
Celia and Shiro attacked at the same time.
Xiao Bai's frost breath swept across the square, and the movement of the skeletons was greatly slowed down wherever the icy blue energy pillar passed.
With the Ice Lord's talent buff, every breath he exhales can deal massive damage.
Celia's figure moved through the skeletons, with shadowy thorns constantly falling.
Shadow thorns sprouted from the ground, entangled the leg bones of skeletons, and pinned them to the spot.
Her heart slave—the rock lizard dragon—clumsily charged into the skeletons, smashing four or five skeletons with its massive body.
But there were too many skeletons.
Thousands upon thousands.
Lin Tian cleared out monsters as he advanced.
Ice spikes, star rays, and cosmic pull—the skills were used in turn, each capable of taking away dozens of skeletons.
But for every batch that falls, a new batch rises.
The skeletons in the square seemed endless, and there was no way to clear them all.
Lin Tian frowned.
Playing like this is too slow.
He stopped and took a deep breath.
【Divine Realm - Gravity】
Centered on itself, a terrifying gravitational field spread outwards.
A gravitational field covered the entire square.
All the moving skeletons were sucked towards Lin Tian.
They struggled, their joints cracking, but they couldn't break free—SS-grade law-based skills were beyond their ability to resist.
Thousands of skeletons were pulled together by gravity, forming a small mountain.
Bones pressed against bones, densely packed together, tightly packed.
Lin Tian raised his hand.
【All Things Guided by Heaven】
It's not gravity, it's a damaging skill.
It draws upon the energy of the universe to deal spell damage equal to 5000 points of Intelligence to all enemies within a very large area.
This time, he used five percent of his maximum mana—the highest level.
An invisible energy surge exploded from his body.
"boom--!!!"
An energy surge swept across the entire plaza, inflicting full damage on every skeleton.
Damage numbers floated up from the pile of bones like snowflakes.
Those skeletons that were gathered together by gravity were simultaneously struck by the Universal Gravitation.
One after another, they fell, the eerie blue flames in their eye sockets dying out in patches.
The pile of bones is collapsing, dissipating, and turning into grayish-white powder.
When the gravitational field disappeared, most of the skeletons in the square had disappeared.
The rest were scattered along the edge of the square, shaken and swaying from the impact, still unable to stand up.
Lin Tian stood still, his breathing steady.
Celia floated to his side, glanced at the pile of dissipating ashes, and then at Lin Tian.
He looked at the high platform in the center of the square.
The sword on the high platform is still there.
Inserted into the stone, half of the sword blade protruded, riddled with cracks, and the gemstone dull.
But the aura emanating from that sword was even stronger than before.
It's as if it's responding to something.
Lin Tian strode towards the high platform.
The stone slabs underfoot were covered with cracks, and they made a soft crunching sound when you stepped on them.
Scattered on both sides were fragments of bones that had just been shattered, and grayish-white bone dust drifted in the air like a silent snowfall.
Celia floated behind him, the hem of her black robe trailing on the ground without picking up a speck of dust.
Her gaze fell on the sword stuck in the high platform, her brows furrowing slightly, as if she had remembered something.
Little White flew off Lin Tian's shoulder and circled once in the air.
Its scales rose slightly, and it let out a low growl—an instinctive reaction to sense danger, but also a kind of awe.
The platform is ten meters high and has steps on all four sides.
Lin Tian chose the steps facing him. Each step was half a meter high, making it feel like climbing a steep slope.
The moment he stepped onto the first step, an invisible pressure pressed down on him from above.
It's not physical pressure, it's psychological pressure.
It was as if a pair of eyes were watching him in the darkness, eyes that held neither malice nor kindness—only scrutiny.
Lin Tian did not stop walking.
Level 2, Level 3, Level 4.
The pressure is mounting.
The air on both sides of the steps began to distort, and vague phantoms appeared—these phantoms were indistinct and could only be identified as human figures, some holding swords, some holding shields, and some drawing bows and arrows.
They stood on both sides of the steps, like a guard of honor or a sentinel.