PNB Chapter 145 Shadow Giant Ballista
Chapter 145 Shadow Giant Ballista
Chapter 147 Shadow Giant Ballista
"How—how could this be!"
"Why is it completely impossible to break through their defenses!"
"This is a monster!"
Terrified screams suddenly erupted all around, and countless souls were drawn by an invisible force, rushing into the sky above Thor's head.
The notification message about the increase in essence was flashing in front of me, and in just a short while, the number had increased by two or three hundred.
The surrounding darkness remained thick and oppressive, suppressing the flames on his body. His dark vision was also affected, so he could only rely on echolocation and his keen sense of smell to determine the general direction of the enemy.
But Thor paid no attention to this, only exhaling two hot breaths from his nostrils.
Then, he lightly tapped the turntable in his mind, and a large amount of dragon crystals, radiant dragon stones, and dragon vein carbon instantly appeared on his claws. He stuffed these things into his mouth and chewed them like candy.
The various crystals fell into his stomach, which was like an elemental furnace, and immediately began to disintegrate rapidly, releasing enormous energy that quickly replenished the energy he had consumed with his previous powerful breath attack.
The attacks from all sides paused for only a moment before intensifying.
After discovering that ordinary arrows and magic were completely ineffective, the drow elves immediately mobilized their massive siege machinery.
Some priests and sorcerers also gathered together, standing in a spiderweb-like formation, their sharp chants overlapping and intertwining, like an eerie symphony echoing through the cave.
The priestess at the center raised her bone staff high, the black gem at its tip shimmering with a faint purple light.
As their breathing synchronized and their incantations began to resonate, magic, like spider silk, bound their souls together, drawing their individual magical power from their bodies and twisting it into a chilling, raging torrent.
As the priestess slammed her staff down and uttered the final incantation, all her magical power suddenly contracted, condensing into a spinning dark purple orb, churning with abyssal shadows and spider-shaped runes.
The next second, the magic bead exploded, and a shadowy spider web covering an area of hundreds of feet spread out out of thin air. The web was glowing with a poisonous light, and everything it touched was corroded by negative energy and entangled by the spider web. The air was filled with a strange aura of datura and decaying flowers.
Beneath this enormous spider web, Thor's nearly 17-meter-long body appeared as small as an insect. If one were trapped within it, even if one were to eventually break free, it would likely take considerable effort.
However, he was not a wooden stake that could not move. The moment he sensed that cold magic, his strong limbs suddenly pushed off the castle that was melting like ice cream, his wide wings spread out, and his whole body took off into the air again. Then he took a deep breath.
He swallowed a large amount of air at that moment, causing his chest and abdomen to bulge high, looking like a lava ball about to explode.
The undigested energy crystals, mixed with the magic power within the body, suddenly erupted, initially just five fireballs the size of footballs, but in the blink of an eye, they transformed into miniature suns with a diameter of over three meters.
The rockburst projectile, imbued with the dual magic of fire and earth, shot out in a star-shaped arc and struck the very center of the Shadow Spider Web.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A violent explosion instantly resounded throughout the surroundings, and a blinding light tore through the darkness, causing countless underground creatures to painfully cover their eyes.
The powerful shockwaves echoed throughout the cave, and even though the city run by the drow elves had been equipped with a lot of sound-absorbing barriers, the constantly reflecting loud noises seemed to pierce people's eardrums.
Some of the more fragile stalactites could no longer withstand the pressure and fell from the ceiling, causing widespread death and injury.
The center of the enormous shadow spider web was also torn open, creating a hole hundreds of meters in diameter. Unable to maintain its original shape, it vanished into the air with a roar.
The recoil even traveled back through this force, causing many weaker male drow mages to clutch their heads in pain, with bright red blood seeping from the corners of their mouths.
"That overconfident scum dares to dream of catching a real dragon! It's utterly delusional!"
The arrogant dragon roar drowned out the aftershocks of the explosion, and just then, Thor's keen hearing caught the sound of the springs turning.
On the outermost ring of pointed castles of the Drow city, large crossbows made of black steel and reinforced with spider silk were being rapidly repositioned by goblins and dwarf slaves.
The bowstring, also woven from spider silk, was already drawn back on the giant crossbow, with a massive arrow, as long as a spear, lying horizontally on it, its black crystal-like arrowhead gleaming with a cold, eerie light.
This is the Shadow Giant Ballista, with a precise range of over 1 kilometer, and it also features spell marking and automatic enemy locking.
The arrow, crafted from refined gold, possesses exceptional armor-piercing capabilities. The layer of shadow crystal covering its surface explodes violently upon impact, releasing a massive amount of dark energy that continuously corrodes the target's armor.
This weapon was clearly created to deal with giant creatures; if it were hit, even an adult dragon might suffer serious injury.
If Thor had been entangled in the Shadow Spider Web and unable to escape for the time being, he would have faced a barrage of fire from these Shadow Giant Ballistae.
Even if he successfully takes off now, it doesn't mean he's safe. Although he's quite confident in his defenses, he wouldn't be foolish enough to try and take on such a large siege weapon head-on.
High-frequency sound waves continuously emanated from his open mouth, while his bat-wing-like external ears on either side of his head fluttered gently. Thor was using his echolocation ability to its fullest extent at this moment.
Boom—! !
A thunderous bowstring suddenly rang out, and a series of dark shadows shot into the sky, tearing through the air and emitting a piercing shriek.
Faced with giant crossbow bolts coming from all directions, Thor's massive body displayed extraordinary agility at this moment, with numerous small muscle groups and bones on his wings frequently stretching and maneuvering to dodge.
Even so, he still couldn't dodge two crossbow bolts, one of which shot straight into his chest, and the other pierced his abdomen from below.
At this moment, the high-speed reflexes inherent in the Swift Dragon monster template came into play. When these enormous arrows escaped the darkness brought by the spell and entered the range of the flames surrounding him, they could no longer escape those pupils that were like molten gold.
The electrical signals surging through his nerves were now almost transforming into tangible lightning, causing his claws to snap shut, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air, as he firmly gripped the crossbow bolt aimed at his chest in his palms.
At the same time, his long tail lashed out, drawing a scorching white arc in the air, striking another crossbow bolt squarely in the middle and sending it flying with a violent metallic thud.
This city, capable of housing ten thousand drow elves, can already be called a great city.
After all, the Underdark is already resource-scarce, and this race has a low birth rate. It is also full of conspiracies, betrayals and assassinations, so very few can live to adulthood.
Its corresponding city defense system, and the countermeasures set up over the long years to deal with various threats, actually made Saul feel somewhat troubled for a while.
He glanced at the huge crossbow bolt in his claws, which had turned crimson red from the high-speed friction, then suddenly folded his broad wings and swooped down.