<h4>Chapter 72: Passing the Illusion</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Shiraishi <strong>Editor: </strong>TheAlliance


    “Fuck! Howe there are so many of you!” Lin Yun was startled. That amount of Skeleton Warriors far exceeded what he could have imagined.


    In contrast, the gathering of Skeleton Warriors at the Bone ne Nether Iron Vein was not worth mentioning, it was just a small hundred Skeleton Warriors... What he was now facing was a sea of Skeleton Warriors, a thousand at the very least!


    ‘What should I do...’


    The first thought in Lin Yun’s mind was using Lighten to jump off the cliff.


    But just as he was about to chant the spell, he recalled the Master’s notes. This was a true and dangerous illusion.


    This sounded like a contradiction, but Lin Yun knew that the important part of this sentence was the word “true”


    What did a true undead army look like? Sandro’s notes taught Lin Yun this part. Lin Yun was certain that if he used Lighten to get down the cliff, what would await him would most likely be arge group of Gargoyles, or a dozen Obsidian Statues, or even some Bone Dragons.


    A ce like a Death Garden wasn’t something that could be exined with logic. It was a ce where a huge amount of death energy was continuously converging, transforming into an extremely strange Death Garden. The Death Garden itself was the embodiment of death power. On a certain level, there was also the trace of the Shadow Law. Facing such a strange existence, how could he get what he want with a cheap trick?


    The first wave of Skeleton Warriors were already rushing up the slope, raising rusted scimitars.


    Lin Yun didn’t have much time to think, he chanted a few sentences and a me Barrier was quickly erected at the bottom of the slope. Lin Yun was a Great Mage now, his strength was ten times higherpared to when he had entered the Bone ne. That me Barrier rose up in the middle of the first wave of Skeleton Warriors, blossoming with terrifying might. A dozen Skeleton Warriors turned to ashes before they could even react.


    Moreover, the appearance of that me Barrier also gave rise to chaos among the Skeleton Warriors. The fear of mes was instinctive in all undead lifeforms, cannon fodder-like lifeform like the Skeleton Warriors weren’t an exception. The Skeleton Warriors which were facing the me Barrier wanted to retreat while the one behind them tried to rush up.


    Chaos ensued.


    Lin Yun took advantage of the chaos toplete his me Storm incantation. He only heard a bang before chaos appeared amidst the Skeleton Warriors. A sphere of mes appeared among the Skeleton Warriors, spinning frantically as temperature instantly rose up. It was like a tornado made up of mes swallowing everything on its path. Only ashes were left in the path of the me Storm. The spellsted ten seconds, reducing over a hundred Skeleton Warriors to ashes. The entire first wave of Skeleton Warriors was almost decimated.


    But he knew that this was only the beginning.


    Sure enough, as the first wave was cleared by Lin Yun, the remaining Skeleton Warriors started climbing the slope. The closest one was less than a hundred meters away, and there were ten times more than the previous wave.


    Lin Yun knew that once surrounded by this amount of Skeleton Warriors, not even a High Mage would be able survive. No one beneath the Archmage rank would be able to survive a siege of a thousand Skeleton Warriors, that was a sea of undeads. If one tried to surrender... Well... They would be drowning.


    The only thing Lin Yun could do was raising his casting speed to its pinnacle and overwork his Magic Array to keep casting Fire Magic continuously. It was a method Lin Yun wasn’tpletely clueless about as he recalled the knowledge he had on me Tyrant Max.


    If not for the Skeleton Warriors being too numerous, Lin Yun would have considered this fight to be a good opportunity. Every fire spell gave him more understanding of the me Tyrant style. In the end, Lin Yun even felt that he had fell into Max’s shoes. It was like that fight between the me Tyrant and the undead army at Ghost Town.


    Skeleton Warriors falling one after the other, quickly being reced by their brethren.


    The entire fight felt like a battle of patience and willpower to Lin Yun. Lin Yun didn’t even remember how many spells he had cast, nor how many time his mana had been exhausted. He only remembered extracting mana from the Blood Banshee Soul Essence every time he ran out.


    Fortunately, the Blood Banshee was a ghost lifeform, the mana contained within her Soul Essence was far more pure than a simr mana crystal. Lin Yun actually had an easier time absorbing mana from within, except from one problem. Absorbing mana from it caused some nauseating negative feelings. His mind would be restless every time.


    But he couldn’t deal with that right now.


    If the Blood Banshee was the most troublesome enemy he met sinceing to this era, then this fight was the longest fight he experienced.


    The icy crescent moon already fell quite a bit as the first ray of sun started peaking from the eastern sky.


    The greater part of the night passed.


    Lin Yun was still ughtering endlessly, the entire slope filled with ashes and burnt broken bones. A fire spell came out of Lin Yun’s hand, followed by a Skeleton Warrior falling to the ground. This felt like an endless battle.


    Lin Yun was still casting another spell when the sun had reached its peak, but when the spell was cast, Lin Yun discovered that there was no more Skeleton Warriors standing on the slope.


    ‘Finally over...’ Lin Yun was panting. He took out the soul essence from his pocket and absorbed mana from it onest time. His legs shook as he stumbled and then sat on the floor.


    That fight had been too long, at least half a day. Lin Yun had been continuously casting, continuously fighting. No other Great Mage would have been able to handle it, this was far from what a 1st Rank Great Mage could handle.


    Thankfully, it was finally over.


    The surroundings changed just as Lin Yun sat, the rotten corpses disappeared, the dried up blood faded away, both reced by a verdant and lush garden. Lin Yun knew that he passed the Death Garden’s illusion.


    He was anxiously looking forward to the imminent reward.


    That Master wrote at the end of his notes that it was likely that every choice made in the illusion might influence the rewards.


    Lin Yun thought about it carefully. He didn’t make any choice in the illusion, he simply fought from the beginning till the end. What kind of reward would he get?