74: The joy of spending gold! Get as many mythical defense towers as you want!
Meanwhile, in the Demon-Slaying Expeditionary Force channel, the survivors, who had been trembling in Heaven's Choice’s shadow, were holding a final, desperate, and hysterical pre-battle mobilization.
Perhaps the countdown to the Fortress Shield’sFailure, like a guillotine hanging over his neck, made it impossible for him to sit still any longer.
The ID—Dragon Aotian—which had remained silent throughout, finally lit up.
He became the undisputed leader of this doomsday gathering.
Driven by the instinct for survival, the remaining forty-plus lords reached a consensus with unprecedented efficiency.
They would pour out everything, drain every drop of their resources, and launch an unprecedented, all-in joint assault against Heaven's Choice the moment the new server rules took effect tomorrow!
Dragon Aotian’s voice, with an barely suppressed tremor, yet forcefully maintaining the dignity of an SSS-rank lord, echoed through the channel.
“Everyone, in this battle, succeed or die trying!”
“We have no retreat!”
His avatar, that golden, glittering dragon head, seemed to be radiating a light of desperate resolve.
Zhinang followed closely, quickly publicizing the only viable tactic he believed he had analyzed overnight.
“I have repeatedly studied Heaven's Choice’s previous combat footage, and his core defensive structures are relatively concentrated!”
“We just need to use our respective cannon fodder troops to launch simultaneous attacks from all directions, regardless of the cost!”
“Our goal is not to kill or injure! It’s to consume! To interfere!”
“It’s to use the bodies of our cannon fodder to trick him into using all his spells!”
“As soon as his spells enter cooldown, Dragon Aotian’s SSS-rank Golden Sacred Dragon legion will form the sharpest spearhead, tear open a gap, and strike directly at the heart!”
“Then we will have a chance to destroy his main city in one fell swoop!”
“That’s right! Let’s do it! All or nothing!”
“We’re going to die anyway, so we might as well die in the charge!”
“For survival!”
Instantly, the channel was filled with fervent excitement.
The courage that Heaven's Choice had personally crushed, under the threat of death, surprisingly regenerated like wild grass.
They seemed to already see countless cannon fodder overwhelming Heaven's Choice’s positions, golden dragon legions descending from the sky, and that evil fortress being trampled into fragments.
Even a sliver of hope for victory was enough to make a drowning person burst forth with infinite strength.
Just as this atmosphere of shared hatred reached its peak, that long-silent, nightmare-like ID once again lit up without warning.
Heaven's Choice: “Is the tactical meeting over?”
A plain greeting, yet it was like a basin of ice water from the Nine Netherworlds, instantly dousing everyone’s heads.
Before they could react from their shock, the second message followed closely.
Heaven's Choice: “Only this level?”
After saying these two words, his avatar promptly darkened.
He left.
As if he had just passed by, casually overheard some childish war games from street children, and then, without any emotion, offered his evaluation.
Only this level?
These four words were like four invisible, yet loudest, slaps, harshly striking every survivor’s face.
In the channel, the once boisterous and fervent atmosphere once again fell into a deathly silence.
Dragon Aotian stared intently at the lines of text on the screen, feeling a chill rush from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, stiffening his entire body.
Contempt.
Not the pretentious mockery, but a complete, pure contempt stemming from a higher level of existence.
Like a lion, too lazy to understand the anger of the ant colony beneath its feet.
What… what exactly was he preparing?
…
Deep within the fortress, Lin Feng indeed did not take the so-called “joint general offensive” to heart.
He was currently like a child who had just received a pile of new toys, studying the final results of the Destiny Roulette with great interest.
After upgrading the Wheel to level 5, the almost insane hundred consecutive draws brought him unexpectedly rich rewards.
He looked at the blueprints shimmering with mythical light in his warehouse, and the curve of his mouth grew wider and wider.
Mythic Defense Tower: Rapid Arrow Tower
Effect: Attack speed can be stacked infinitely when shooting, increasing attack speed by 10% with each attack, no upper limit!
Mythic Defense Tower: Sacred Mage Tower
Effect: Forms a huge aura centered on itself. All friendly defense towers within the aura gain an additional 50% damage bonus!
Mythic Defense Tower: Sniper Tower
Effect: A watchtower equipped with a Gauss sniper rifle. Possesses ultra-long range and terrifying single-target physical damage, attacks ignore 50% of the target's armor.
Mythic Defense Tower: Tesla Electric Grid
Effect: Can be laid on city walls, causing continuous arc damage to any enemy unit attempting to approach or climb the city wall, and has a high chance of causing them to fall into a [Paralysis] state.
“Now, the party can truly begin.”
In Lin Feng’s eyes, a fervor called “creation” gleamed.
His consciousness sank into the [Free Planning Mode], and the entire layout of the fortress was instantly shattered and then reassembled in his mind.
A three-layered, malicious and trap-filled death maze was quickly constructed in his hands, like a work of art.
On the outermost layer, he casually dropped a few of the most ordinary arrow towers and cannons.
He didn't even build city walls.
Several gold mines and heavy oil wells were scattered nearby.
That appearance of being unprepared seemed to be sending a silent invitation to all attackers: Come on, here’s the breakthrough point!
The middle layer was the real hell.
He used the strongest city walls to enclose a huge, circular “meat grinder.”
All the core output defense towers—Rapid Arrow Tower, Sniper Tower, Doomsday Mortar—were set up around the city walls at an extremely tricky angle.
No matter which direction enemies entered this area, they would instantly be exposed to the crossfire of at least ten or more defense towers.
Three hundred and sixty degrees, no blind spots, full coverage!
And on top of the towering city walls, the blue and white Tesla Electric Grid shimmered like a venomous snake, cutting off any unit's possibility of climbing over the walls.
As for the innermost layer…
That was the final surprise he reserved for those who were “lucky” enough to break through the meat grinder.
The Star Fury Mage Tower, which could throw enemies back to the starting point, and the Sacred Witch Mage Tower, which could turn giant dragons into sheep, stood like two formidable gatekeepers, one on each side, guarding his true core.
After planning, he glanced at his dwindling resources, a satisfied smile on his face.
He did not immediately begin to fuse.
Instead, he turned his gaze to the spell list.
A level ten main city can carry five spells.
In a rapidly changing battlefield, the timing of spell release often determines victory more than the units themselves.
He wanted to prepare a grand finale gift for this upcoming “feast.”
“heavy oil wheel, a few more draws.”
Another two hundred consecutive draws, and the heavy oil instantly bottomed out.
This time, there was no golden light, no purple light.
Buzz—!
A black beam of light, as dark as ink, yet carrying a chilling, destructive aura, shot up from the Destiny Roulette!
It was the phantom of a card.
The background of the card was pure darkness, and in the center, only a simple yet chilling yellow and black radiation symbol was printed.
Congratulations! You have obtained Mythic Spell: Nuclear Fallout!
Mythic Spell: Nuclear Fallout (Mythic)
Effect: Summons a tactical nuclear bomb for a devastating strike in a specified area (super large range). The nuclear bomb will cause massive true damage to all units in the central area. After the explosion, it will leave highly lethal nuclear radiation in the entire area for 30 seconds, causing continuous true damage to all units within the range.
Restriction One: This spell cannot damage main city buildings.
Restriction Two: This spell can only cause 20% damage to other buildings.
Restriction Three: This spell will indiscriminately affect all units (including friendly forces) within the range.
“Perfect.”
Lin Feng looked at the spell’s attributes, almost laughing out loud.
This was not prepared for sieges at all.
This was a thorough, ultimate clearing artifact designed specifically for clearing “creatures”!
What human wave tactics, what elite troops, in front of this rising “sun,” all beings were equal!
Subsequently, he turned his gaze back to the newly acquired, mythic-shimmering defense tower blueprints and his fusion system.
“The stage is set, and the actors are in place.”
Lin Feng’s will, like the hand of a god, plucked the strings of fusion.
Beams of light, more brilliant than any before, lit up and quickly faded in the depths of his fortress, one after another.
He looked at the “resistance army” in the channel, still excited and discussing who would be responsible for the main attack and who for the feint, and smiled faintly.
“The show begins.”