82: Chapter 82: A Thousand Crossbows Fire Simultaneously, Spirit Mine Unlocks Construction Functionality.

Upon seeing the Floating Island behind him, Skull-Cracker cursed loudly, "Damn humans, they got here so fast!"

He clenched his fists, wanting to swear, because his orc totem was about to be finished, and he was just moments away from upgrading to the next era.

And yet!

He was interrupted by that damned human monkey, Xu Xuan; a surge of fury rushed to his heart.

"Blow the war horns! Kill every last one of these bastards!"

As he roared, Nvba charged forward with extreme speed. Fortunately, Skull-Cracker reacted quickly and immediately dodged to the side.

Nvba's claw came down, leaving three claw marks on his arm.

Skull-Cracker gritted his teeth and cursed, "What kind of skill is a sneak attack!"

"Then what kind of skill is mining in secret?" Nvba's single sentence silenced Skull-Cracker.

But Skull-Cracker immediately roared again, "I will let my orc legion drown you! I will capture you alive and give you to my thousands of subordinates as a toy! You damned thing!"

The orc's words caused Nvba's face to turn extremely grim.

What was her status? The daughter of the Yellow Emperor.

These orcs actually wanted to use her to vent their desires? They were courting death!

In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped to the freezing point. Nvba's white hair floated in mid-air, and her body rapidly absorbed the aura of the surrounding spirit mine.

"You are courting death!"

As Nvba uttered those four words, she abruptly raised her hand. The blood from the wound on Skull-Cracker's arm began to flow out in a strange manner, drawing out into threads in the air and surging toward Nvba's hand.

Nvba was actually extracting Skull-Cracker's blood from several meters away.

Seeing this scene, Skull-Cracker instantly felt a surge of terror.

"No... no... are you a fucking Lich?!"

Nvba, who was extracting blood from a distance, smiled inwardly. She was countless levels higher than a Lich; her status as a deity was not something a trashy Lich could compare to.

Skull-Cracker watched as his blood was drawn out thread by thread. Even though he covered the wound, the blood continued to be pulled out.

He was afraid!

This orc lord, who had fought heaven, earth, and air since birth, felt fear for the first time.

Standing before him was a deity of Huaxia!

Although most of her divine power was shackled, she was not someone he could desecrate.

"Quick! Kill her!"

Skull-Cracker wailed as he commanded his subordinates, but... it was already too late!

On the Floating Island, Xu Xuan stood on the earthen wall. He slowly drew the sword of goujian and pointed it at the spirit mine ahead.

"Ballistae, ready."

Nearly a thousand ballistae were pushed onto the earthen wall.

Arrows as thick as an arm were placed in the grooves. Two soldiers turned the winches, slowly pulling back the bowstrings.

In the mine at this moment, countless orc elites clad in iron armor and holding shields arrived.

They had just set up their formation when they heard a strange sound coming from the distance.

At Xu Xuan's command, a thousand giant arrows streaked across the night sky, tearing through the air and directly piercing through those heavy-armored iron orcs.

Those orcs, who were like humanoid tanks on the battlefield, found their iron armor as thin as paper when facing the ballistae.

Xu Xuan was no longer satisfied with a volley of ten thousand ordinary arrows. The piercing power of bows in this era was too weak to deal with bronze or iron armor.

But!

Before a ballista, all beings are equal!

Those elite orc warriors who had just assembled were now pierced by a thousand ballista bolts and pinned directly to the ground.

The place where they stood had turned into a forest of bolts; two-meter-long bolts were stuck in the ground, forming a wall of arrows.

Skull-Cracker's 500 elite heavy-armored warriors were completely wiped out in a single second!

Aboard the Floating Island, Xu Xuan watched all this with a distorted expression. "Second round, prepare! Aim at the orc infantry regiments coming to support. Fire!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A thousand bolts streaked through the night sky, landing among ten thousand orc infantrymen.

Juice splattered and flesh flew. Some unlucky orcs were pierced by bolts from their mouths straight through to their backsides, left standing diagonally on the ground.

The visuals were a massive blow to the orcs' morale—heads exploding, hearts bursting, bodies cleaved in half—all sorts of bizarre ways to die.

Everything demonstrated one thing: the violent aesthetics of the ballista!

Big is good!

Long, large, and thick; its piercing power and armor-breaking capabilities were at the peak of this era in every aspect.

The pathetic shields in the orcs' hands exploded into wood chips the moment they contacted the ballista bolts.

Xu Xuan had saved up bolts for an entire day—1,019 ballistae and 50,000 bolts.

Seeing the horrific scene on the front lines, some orcs without officers to control them immediately began to retreat.

Skull-Cracker himself fared even worse!

He had just spoken insolently to provoke Nvba. Now, no matter where he fled, the blood in his body was being constantly drawn out. He had already run several hundred meters, yet Nvba was still extracting his blood.

Skull-Cracker's blood threaded through the air; he had nowhere to hide.

Especially with his elites and the arriving infantry regiments being bombarded by Xu Xuan's thousand ballistae, he had never encountered a battle like this.

"Crazy! How did that guy make so many ballistae? He's insane!"

Anyone else would certainly not waste resources making so many ballistae.

But Xu Xuan's Floating Island was the perfect platform for mounting weapons.

No matter how heavy the weapon, he could bring it to any battlefield. For Xu Xuan, manufacturing heavy weapons was extremely cost-effective.

Facing this situation, Skull-Cracker became desperate and shouted hysterically, "Shamans! Release the poison! Create a plague and hurl it onto the island!"

Following Skull-Cracker's command, hundreds of shamans took to the air on eagles and began throwing Orbs of Filth, attempting to spread a plague on Xu Xuan's Floating Island.

However!

Xu Xuan had previously planted qingzi bamboo on the island on a large scale. Now, these bamboo groves exerted their purifying effect.

The clumps of filth falling onto the island should have begun spreading the aura of plague.

But the shamans discovered that there was qingzi bamboo everywhere on the island that would absorb and purify the air. The Orbs of Filth they threw were absorbed and cleaned up in no time.

"Chief! We've thrown all the Orbs of Filth up there."

Hearing his subordinate's report, Skull-Cracker spoke up, "You woman! Stop drawing my blood! I've cast a plague on your island. As long as you stop drawing my blood, I will give you the antidote, and our battle ends here!"

Skull-Cracker wanted to yield. After all, he was watching his blood being drawn away by Nvba with his own eyes, and his skin was starting to become shriveled and lifeless.

However, Nvba's laughter echoed through the mine.

"Why would I need an antidote? Your little tricks haven't caused us any trouble at all."

Hearing Nvba say this, Skull-Cracker was stunned. "What's going on? Shamans! Hasn't a plague broken out on their island?"

The shaman's voice rang in Skull-Cracker's mind, "Great Chief, it's no use! There seems to be something on their island that has purified all of our Orbs of Filth."

This?!

While Skull-Cracker was in despair, Xu Xuan waved his hand. "Flying Eagles, pull all those mine carts onto the island for me!"

Xu Xuan had to be fast and seize that batch of ore.

As two Flying Eagles dove down and hooked the mine carts with their sharp claws, bringing them before Xu Xuan—

[You have obtained spirit mine. Unlocked a brand new function for the Floating Island—Construction!]