Coffin and Void Wings

While the front battlefield was hard-pressed, the rear battlefield was pressed hard into eating. Harvey peeled open the wrapper of a Snow White candy and tossed one into his mouth, not forgetting to light a cat grass cigarette and blow a donut-like smoke ring. Candy and a smoke: boundless joy. "Corpse spots—what pattern do you like?" "Violets. What kind of grave do you want?" "Just sell my corpse for a good price. A necromancer's value is proven by the price of his corpse." "All right. I'll take the right, you take the left." *Whirrr—* When swarms of drones appeared around the corners on both sides, Harvey and Annan turned and stepped into their respective defense zones! The necromancer gently patted his coffin, and it slid into the center of the corridor facing away from him—he had actually fitted it with a set of casters—before pressing his palms together and bowing slightly to the coffin, as if paying homage to the dead! The pitch-black coffin suddenly emitted a faint fluorescent green glow. Seven ethereal chains burst from its sides, anchoring to the corridor walls, the ceiling above, and the floor below. Then, bubble-like barriers materialized in the air between the chains, and in an instant, the entire corridor was sealed off by the coffin and the glowing green barrier! One coffin holds the pass, and ten thousand drones shall not breach! *Da! Da! Da! Da! Da!—* The sound of bullets tearing through the air crisscrossed the hallway, dense as a driving downpour, yet not a single bullet could harm Harvey behind the coffin. That seemingly fragile fluorescent bubble was as solid as a wall of bronze and iron; not a single round could damage the coffin or penetrate the barrier! Miracle: Immortal Coffin-Locked Tomb! Although Banjie had advised them to spend these few days eating, drinking, and idling about, Harvey had not been so obedient. He had long since quietly prepared his weapon: this coffin. The world often misunderstood necromancers, assuming the necromancy faction was simply about manipulating corpses. In reality, this was a misconception—compared to corpses, coffins enjoyed far more favor from necromancers. After all, good corpses were hard to come by, and corpses were consumables that ultimately had to be replaced once worn out. Anyone who had studied even a little finance knew better than to invest too heavily in consumables; resources should be invested in assets that could be held long-term. As for top-tier corpses like extinct dragon corpses, titan corpses, and Sanctuary sorcerer corpses, they certainly held investment value, but ordinary necromancers could never get their hands on such premium projects. Therefore, necromancers turned their eyes toward a partner that could accompany them far longer—the coffin. Leaving aside its drawbacks, its advantages were virtually irresistible to necromancers: whenever they found a good corpse, they could stuff it right inside to modify it; they could lay down ritual circles on the coffin for rapid spellcasting; they didn't need to bring a tent when traveling in the wild... To a necromancer, a coffin was as indispensable as beauty was to Igola. Every necromancer ought to have a coffin crafted by their own hands. A coffin was the asset most worthy of investment, as well as the only fortress that could shield a necromancer from the elements. Without a good coffin, even a good corpse would eventually leave them; with a good coffin, even a mediocre corpse could slowly be nurtured into a fine undead. It was just like having to buy a house to get married; the principle was the same. Unfortunately, when Harvey was arrested, the coffin that had accompanied him for five years was confiscated by the Bloodmad Hunters, and who knew which Blood Saint clan member had gotten a bargain out of it. After escaping prison, he had no fixed abode. Vast as the Blood Moon was, it had no room for a coffin. It was only after arriving in the Gospel Country that Harvey had the time to craft a little world of his own. 'Immortal Coffin-Locked Tomb' was a miracle cast precisely by relying on a coffin. Adapting to the terrain, it temporarily erected a barrier zone where all damage was absorbed and dispersed into the surrounding structures via the chains. However, as a Two Wings miracle, Immortal Coffin-Locked Tomb had an upper limit to its damage absorption. Under such concentrated fire from the drone swarm, the coffin's fluorescent green glow grew increasingly intense, and the walls and floor connected to the chains cracked near the breaking point, all indicating that the barrier was on the verge of shattering! Yet Harvey showed not the slightest hint of concern. He pressed both hands against the back of the coffin, as if feeling for a heartbeat within. "Alice, save me." As the green light condensed to its limit, the barrier shattered with a thunderous roar. Yet opening alongside the barrier was the coffin itself! The coffin lid slammed down with a clatter, and a petite corpse overflowing with undead green radiance stepped out. A second later, a green flash sliced through the air, and the foremost drone blew apart with a deafening boom! Perhaps bullets could keep up with Alice, but the drones' gun muzzles couldn't turn fast enough! Combo Miracle: Immortal Coffin-Locked Tomb · Pain Awakening Secret Rite! The Pain Awakening Secret Rite was a miracle that initially seemed utterly useless. Its effect was that whenever an undead suffered an irresistible attack, it would gain a stack of 'Pain.' The more stacks of 'Pain' it accumulated, the higher all of its physical attributes would rise, though the stacks had a time limit and would soon dissipate. In other words, the more beatings it took, the stronger it became. Under normal circumstances, even if a necromancer could efficiently heal a corpse, it could at most stack two or three layers of 'Pain,' making the buff virtually negligible. However, when paired with the Immortal Coffin-Locked Tomb, the Pain Awakening Secret Rite leaped into a top-tier necromantic miracle. This was because while the Immortal Coffin-Locked Tomb was active, the undead and the coffin were treated as one entity. In other words, every devastating blow struck against the coffin contributed to stacking 'Pain' on the undead! The drone swarm's storm of bullets had shattered the barrier in mere seconds, stacking at least a hundred layers of 'Pain' on Alice! Although this combo miracle did not last long and had strict terrain requirements, it was perfect for dealing with these drones. Wondering whether he should help the Eldest Miss, the necromancer turned to look, only to see Annan unfurl her void wings. Silver Wings and Golden Wings unfurled behind her, but their color was neither silver nor gold, but a profound, deep purple. Nor were the void wings meant for flight; their tips extended into gun barrels, flanking Annan like dense artillery batteries. As Annan fired at the drone swarm alongside her submachine gun sister, the winged batteries silently unleashed a barrage of sorcery power bullets, their dense storm of fire forcing the drones back around the corner! No wonder she had claimed she could handle the rear... In a narrow corridor, the Eldest Miss's firepower alone could suppress an entire drone army! *Creak!* The lighting fixture above suddenly swayed and dropped, dimming the light slightly—in such a large residence, light sources were everywhere, so a single missing fixture went unnoticed—yet falling along with it were two mechanical spiders! Harvey only had time to blow apart the mechanical spider leaping toward him, but Annan was facing down the corridor, and with the deafening gunfire, she didn't notice a mechanical spider lunging straight for her face from above— *Bang!* A bullet grazed the tips of Annan's hair. The Eldest Miss turned her head slightly to see little Lisi gripping a handgun with both hands, gunsmoke drifting from its muzzle. A pierced mechanical spider dropped by her feet, its eight legs curling up like a dead arachnid. "Thanks, Lisi." "You're welcome." Annan glanced at the quiet white-haired girl. Without a trace of surprise on her face, the Eldest Miss continued maintaining her fire superiority to suppress the drone army at the corner. Yet her sorcery power was not limitless, Harvey's Alice couldn't maintain her berserk state forever, and the drones were endless—at this moment, every delivery drone in the entire city had become a killing machine for the Family Harmony Agency. Not to mention that for every second they lingered here, the 'Red Cicada Duchess' drew one step closer! Even though they had never crossed paths, Annan knew they were by no means a match for the head of one of the country's top ten agencies! The breakthrough for this battle still lay on the front lines!