Chapter 102: 990,000 Undead Spearmen Delivered Across Territories! The Bidirectional Portal Solves the Million-Unit Charging Problem!

Chapter 102: Chapter 102: 990,000 Undead Spearmen Delivered Across Territories! The Bidirectional Portal Solves the Million-Unit Charging Problem!

[250,000 gold coins deducted. Reviving Undead Dark Knight ×10,000...]

[10,000× Acceleration activated. Time required: 0.3 seconds.]

John watched as the Dark Knights stood before him once again, then tried sending them into the core a second time.

[Ding!]

[Undead Dark Knight ×10,000投入!]

However, this time, a blood-red warning window suddenly appeared on the surface of the central core.

[Warning!!!]

[Repeated consecutive deployment of identical units detected!]

[Violation: The same unit type has been deployed consecutively more than twice!]

[Penalty triggered — HP of all units reduced by 10%!]

Hummm!

A dark red shockwave spread outward from the center, instantly enveloping everyone present.

John felt a sudden sweetness in his throat. Looking down at his status panel, he saw exactly what he had expected.

-1850 (Current HP: 16,650/18,500)

The troops around him fared even worse. Their HP bars dropped one after another.

-1300! (Undead Dragon Knight: 11,700/13,000)

-620 (Undead Dark Knight: 5,580/6,200)

...

Even the heroes standing nearby failed to escape the penalty.

-2500 (Ophelia: 22,500/25,000)

-2600! (Raistlin: 23,400/26,000)

-2400 (Bladeborne: 21,600/24,000)

...

John watched as the HP values of everyone on his status panel dropped simultaneously, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"A penalty?"

He clicked his tongue and muttered to himself.

"Fine. If this method doesn’t work, I have other troops. I don’t need to resurrect these ones anymore."

However, the moment he finished speaking, John noticed numerous gazes gathering on him.

He turned his head and, sure enough, saw exactly what he had expected.

Ophelia’s dark golden slit pupils narrowed slightly, a hint of wariness appearing in her eyes.

Raistlin instinctively tightened his grip on his staff and quietly shifted his position, placing himself in front of the Mage Legion.

Bladeborne was even more straightforward.

"My lord..."

"Every Swordsman under my command is an elite soldier. Surely, you wouldn’t consider using them as filler for this charging business..."

Raistlin immediately chimed in, shaking his head like a rattle.

"Exactly, my lord! You can’t do that. This old man would be heartbroken!"

Ophelia said nothing, but stood there with her arms crossed. Her dark golden slit pupils practically spelled out five words:

Don’t even think about it.

Vira stood behind Arno, blinking her watery blue eyes.

Seeing how fiercely his heroes were protecting their troops, John could only smile helplessly.

"All right, all right."

He waved his hand reassuringly.

"Don’t worry. I’m not willing to sacrifice them either. I’m not foolish enough to use high-star troops as disposable fuel."

Only after hearing this did the heroes finally relax.

"Then what does my lord intend to do?" Ophelia raised an eyebrow, now willing to ask.

"Since the system won’t let me resurrect the same units repeatedly, I’ll use Spearmen instead."

John pointed toward the central core.

"We have more than enough Spearmen. They cost just one gold coin each, so they’re cheap. I won’t feel bad even if I keep feeding them into the core. We’re only missing the remaining ninety-nine percent. So let’s fill it up!"

Everyone’s attention turned toward him, as if silently asking whether he intended to abandon the dungeon and leave to train more troops.

John offered no explanation and simply opened his private message interface.

"Sylvie, can you hear me?"

"I’m here, my lord."

A crisp reply came almost immediately from the other end.

"Use gold coins to produce Spearmen. I need 990,000 of them. Send them to me through the Bidirectional Portal."

"Understood. I’ll arrange it immediately."

The moment John ended the private communication, an enormous silver portal appeared in the middle of the battlefield.

It was the Bidirectional Portal from his castle.

Immediately afterward, countless gray-white figures began pouring out from within.

Thousands upon thousands of Undead Spearmen emerged from the portal, automatically moving into the vacant metal sockets ahead of them.

"So that’s how it works!"

Ophelia suddenly understood, her dark golden slit pupils lighting up.

"The Bidirectional Portal!"

Bladeborne also looked excited.

"Exactly! When we heroes or lords use teleportation portals, we need special tokens. But troops don’t!"

Vira’s watery blue eyes were also filled with excitement.

"Sylvie is amazing!"

"Mm."

John nodded.

"We don’t need to restart the process either."

As he spoke, the power counter in front of him began climbing at an astonishing rate.

2%, 10%, 30%, 50%, 70%, 99%...

The moment the final squad of Spearmen was sent into the core, the power gauge reached its maximum.

A series of gears meshing together could be heard from inside the central core.

[Ding!]

[Startup Power: 100% (1,000,000 / 1,000,000 kWh)]

[Overload Core · Valkan — Fully Powered! Idle Rotation Mode解除! All damage will now be calculated normally!]

"Success!"

John’s eyes sharpened.

"Everyone, attack! Open fire at will!"

The heroes immediately sprang into action.

Ophelia’s body erupted in purple flames before transforming into a hundred-meter-long dragon soaring into the sky.

World-Ending Dragonflame poured down from above, striking directly at the humanoid core’s head.

-22480

-23560

-21980

With the restrictions lifted, the damage numbers had jumped from three digits to five digits, and the boss’s HP finally began decreasing.

"Bladeborne, take the left side. Raistlin, prepare Elemental Burst. Arno, lead the Assassins around the flank and look for its weaknesses. Vira, come with me."

While issuing his commands, John raised his own hand.

"Frostfall!"

[Myriad Layers of Slaughter]

John’s eyes narrowed.

The magic formation in his palm was already shining like a miniature blue sun.

Suddenly, he flipped his palm and hurled it toward the space directly above the central core.

Hummm!

The magic formation exploded in midair, immediately expanding into an enormous blizzard dozens of meters in diameter before crashing violently into the core’s scorching metallic exterior.

-396726

-309353

-403452

Frostfall didn’t deal as much damage as Lightning Bolt, so even after charging it up, its damage was only half that of Lightning Bolt.

However, its attack speed was considerably faster.

Just then, an intense blue-white electric arc suddenly appeared across the surface of the central core.

At the same time, the metallic towers throughout the entire space began emitting piercing alarm sounds.

[Skill Activated: Voltage Escalation — High-Voltage Phase!]

[Warning: Voltage has entered the high-voltage state. Defense increased!]

"Defense has increased! Cut off its power supply and take out those three things first!"

John shouted.

He was referring to the three thick electrical cables connected to the back of the boss.

[Target: Triple Fuse Units (Special Components) ×3]

[Description: Whenever the core’s HP decreases by 20%, it triggers "Circuit Breaker Protection" — grants 6 seconds of invincibility, reduces Defense by 50% for 20 seconds, then reconnects the circuit and restores 8% of its HP. Destroying all three fuse units will permanently disable Circuit Breaker Protection and circuit reconnection.]

John pointed toward the back of the core.

"Dragon Knights, all of you! Move in and destroy those fuse units!"

Two thousand Dragon Knights took to the air, flew around the front of the core, and charged toward its rear.

The core seemed to sense the danger.

Six electrical grids suddenly appeared around the fuse units, blocking the Dragon Knights from approaching.

"Frost Mages, use ice walls to suppress them! Freeze the electrical grids! Fire Mages, launch a covering bombardment! Don’t let it repair the grids!"

Two hundred Frost Mages simultaneously raised their staffs.

A massive cloud of icy blue energy formed above the fuse units, and hundreds upon thousands of icicles began raining down from the sky.

The electrical grids were quickly covered in a thick layer of frost.