Chapter 164: Archmage of Holysnow

Flames burst forth, releasing puffs of black smoke.

The towering metal walls that looked permanently embedded in the snowscape were shrouded in flames and black smoke. Screams and war cries filled the air, as weapons clashed nonstop.

The Tibetan soldiers were in a fluster. Their eyes were filled with despair and fear. Many of them even carried bloodied wounds.

“Save me!”

“Please have mercy on me!”

“Lord Ghosts, please spare my life!”

“You bastards!”

“Those goddamned vengeful spirits!”

The usually lofty Tibetan soldiers and mages looked like rats who had their nests flooded in water. They scrambled around in a fluster, often stepping on one another.

The reason behind their pandemonium was obvious. One just had to look at the skull-faced terracotta soldiers armed with bone swords and the specters flitting amongst them.

“How did this happen?!” the chief commander of Iron Gate Pass bellowed as he watched in horror as his base fell into shambles.

Rewinding time a few hours back, Iron Gate Pass was still as lofty and impregnable as ever. Undead troops that dared to approach it were smashed into smithereens before falling down the steep cliffs.

There was just one tiny problem—there was no end to the undead army!

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How could there be such a terrifying calamity?!

When the soldiers had exhausted themselves; when the warriors could no longer swing their weapons; when the mages were feeling light-headed from mental fatigue...

...the undead suddenly stacked their bones in front of Iron Gate Pass to form a massive ramp, and then they charged right onto the walls!

The merry specters went around depleting the mana of artifacts that were still operational.

The terracotta soldiers hunted down every living being who was still able to move.

The Tibetan chief commander rallied the soldiers together to muster a resistance, but how could the exhausted Tibetan soldiers be a match for the undead army?

Succumbing to despair, the Tibetan soldiers started deserting their posts.

“How did this happen?”

The Tibetan chief commander watched in shock as the fleeing Tibetan soldiers were hacked down by the pursuing terracotta soldiers. He wondered how could the world be this ridiculous.

“Hm?”

Just then, he felt an icy chill on his face.

He instinctively raised his hand and saw a snowflake falling toward his palm. A snowstorm was brewing in the sky, unbeknownst to him.

“Snow?”

The Tibetan chief commander was first stunned before trembling with joy

The Archmage of Holysnow has made a move! I have long heard that he resides in the vicinity, but I never thought that it was true!

“The Holysnow Eminence is here! Brothers, we are saved!”

Kak kak, kak kak!

A terracotta soldier marched forward and swung his sword down on a horrified Tibetan soldier, only for its hand to freeze in place.

The sky darkened, and rocks cracked. The piercingly sharp winds felt like they had come from the deepest abyss to unleash devastation. It was a terrible force that could unravel everything in the world.

Even the massive ramp made out of mud and white bones was no exception.

The ramp disintegrated in a matter of moments, and the remaining dust was blown into the abyss. Nothing was left of the massive structure that had threatened the Tibetan soldiers.

“Hooray!”

“All hail the Holysnow Eminence!”

“We are saved!”

The cheers of the Tibetan soldiers shook the sky.

“That’s right!” The chief commander of Iron Gate Pass wiped his tears. “Those Tang bandits will never breach Iron Gate Pass as long as Your Eminence is here! Hmph! That Tang necromancer must be reeling in pain after losing so many of his troops. He must be regretting his reckless act now...”

But the reality diverged from his expectations.

“OH YEY!”

Shu Yichao was delighted to see so many of his troops vaporizing in an instant.

“This is amazing! There truly are many kind souls in the world, saving me so much in terms of maintenance fees!”

So, without any hesitation...

“Let me deploy my other troops over to get cleared.”

...

The following day, before daybreak, the Tibetan garrison troops guarding Iron Gate Pass felt an all-too-familiar tremor.

“They are here again!”

The Tibetan soldiers were dumbstruck.

“Just how many of them are there?!”

Even the Archmage of Holysnow’s hands, hidden in his robes, trembled a little.

He had made vanquishing the terracotta soldiers look like a walk in the park, but in truth, he had to use a huge amount of mana for that.

It has barely been a night, and I haven’t recovered my mana. Why are these terracotta soldiers here again?

However, he couldn’t just turn his eyes away from the situation now.

Haa. I’ll work harder now and rest longer once I have settled the situation here.

Thus, the Archmage of Holysnow made a move once more.

He wasn’t going to do all the work by himself this time, so he assumed the role of a reclusive master, watching the Tibetan soldiers pit their lives against the terracotta soldiers on the snow.

He waited till the Tibetan soldiers couldn’t hold their ground anymore before finally making a move, turning the terracotta soldiers into frozen smithereens.

The Tibetan soldiers cheered at having destroyed the clowns who dared to invade Iron Gate Pass once more.

Their happiness didn’t last long.

Another army of terracotta soldiers had appeared on the horizon.

“...” A shudder ran through the Archmage of Holysnow.