National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3362 Thunder Martial Soul

"call out!"

Thunder Martial Soul shifted its gaze to the Spirit Construct, raised its right Thunder Battle Axe, and slashed fiercely down at the Spirit Construct through the void.

"boom!!!!"

A sudden clap of thunder sounded out of nowhere.

A flash of lightning!

A bolt of lightning struck the mental construct from the sky, instantly shattering the eighth-tier mental construct into pieces.

"This……"

Damon stared at the scene before him, his eyes filled with disbelief.

What terrifying attack power!

Compared to the Starry Sky Martial Soul, the Thunder Martial Soul's attack power is at least twice as high!

Compared to the Church's war spirits and heroic spirits...

Damon had a feeling.

The War Souls and Heroic Spirits might not be able to defeat them!

Moreover, Damon seemed to vaguely sense that the lightning strikes released by the Thunder Martial Soul not only possessed lightning elemental power, but also faintly revealed a mixed aura similar to the sacred power of the Church.

How on earth did he do it? !

Damon turned to look at Adam, his mind a jumbled mess.

"Does Mr. Damon have any suggestions?"

"No, no, no..."

Damon snapped out of his daze and waved his hands repeatedly.

Suggest?

He doesn't deserve that qualification.

"The Thunder Martial Soul has a level restriction requirement for the spiritual construct. It requires at least an eighth-order spiritual construct as its origin for refining. In addition, the Thunder Battle Soul is not suitable for fighting in the Underworld."

Fang Heng whispered to Zane, "But in other worlds, such as the spiritual world, Thunder Soul still has an advantage."

The creation of Thunder Soul was entirely based on the battle spirits of the gods, and it was modeled after the Thunder Armor and Thunder Battle Axe.

For melee combat, choose the axe for its wide-ranging and powerful attack patterns. As for ranged attacks, the lightning strike is a parody of the divine punishment skill.

In Fang Heng's view, there are still many details that can be further optimized.

There's just a lack of time right now, but the Thunder Martial Soul is a mass-produced emergency use, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

Zane narrowed his eyes and nodded, saying, "They're quite formidable. So, Brother Fang Heng, are you planning to use them to deal with the Church in the spiritual world?"

"good."

Fang Heng nodded slightly.

Adam slowly turned his head to look at Damon and threw an unbound mid-level Thunder Orb at Damon.

Damon instinctively reached out and took it, his hands trembling slightly.

"Ok?"

"Damon, do you want him?"

Damon's pupils contracted sharply.

Can he control such terrifying power?

Something I never dared to dream of actually happened!

Adam saw Damon's expression and said, "Give it a try."

Damon took a deep breath and looked down at the Thunder Orb in his palm, which was covered with alchemical runes.

What are you afraid of!

We've come this far!

It's done!

Damon gritted his teeth and immediately poured his mental energy into the jewel.

hum...

A purple light emanated from the jewel, then quickly disappeared, establishing a spiritual connection with Damon.

Damon raised his hand forward.

"call out!"

Five level-ten Thunder Martial Souls swiftly emerged from the Martial Soul Orb and appeared side by side in front of Damon.

High-level Thunder Martial Soul!

There are five of them!

Damon's palms were slightly sweaty.

He looked at Adam and asked, "Adam, just tell me, what do you need me to do?"

……

three days later.

The Central Divine Kingdom.

Celia and Adam stood in front of a tall tower.

"Adam, we've arrived."

Fang Heng looked up at the towering tower that reached into the clouds and nodded to himself.

The world's tallest temple to the Holy Spirit.

It is the only Holy Spirit Temple with a sixteen-layered teleportation magic array to the spiritual world, and it is controlled by the church.

Access to areas above the twelfth floor requires church permission.

"Let's go."

Celia glanced at Adam, who was carrying a bulging sack, and stepped into the temple first.

She was very curious about Adam's true strength.

He had never made a move since Adam joined the academy, only showing talent in alchemy. This opportunity to participate in the Holy Spirit Temple training with Adam might be a good chance.

Having visited the temple several times before, Celia easily guided Adam through the registration process on the first floor, obtaining two temporary identity verification cards. She handed one of them to Adam, saying, "This is your identity card. You can use the mental world teleportation array for free for three days."

Adam took the ID card and asked, "What's the highest floor I can enter?"

"There are no restrictions; theoretically, it's possible to enter the highest sixteenth floor."

Celia cautioned, "However, it is not advisable to rush into the higher levels if your strength is insufficient. Starting from the 10th floor, the mental constructs show obvious aggressive tendencies, and the protection that the magic circle can provide us is limited."

"Okay, I understand, thank you." Adam said, adjusting the sack on his back. "Are you leaving?"

"it is good."

Celia led Adam up the stairs.

The eighth floor did not stop.

There's no ninth floor either.

Upon reaching the tenth floor, Celia saw that Adam still showed no sign of stopping, so she had to halt and said, "Adam, our strength is already too great for the tenth floor. If we continue going up, we might not be able to protect ourselves."

"It's alright, I'll go up and take a look."

have a look?

What catches your eyes?

Celia stared at Adam for a moment.

Perhaps Adam came from the City of Eagles, but couldn't experience higher-level spiritual constructs, so he wanted to see for himself?

Celia had no interest in being tortured, so she shook her head and said, "Alright, then be careful. I'll be cultivating my mental power on the tenth floor. Come find me after you're done, and we'll go back together."

"Ok."

Adam continued up the stairs.

Until you enter the tower, where the maximum floor is sixteen.

The main hall has sixteen floors.

The twelve high-ranking oracles responsible for guarding the teleportation magic circle simultaneously cast scrutinizing glances at Adam.

Just as Fang Heng had expected, there were no trial participants in the sixteenth-floor teleportation channel.

According to information gleaned from Damon beforehand, including the entire church, there are fewer than one hundred people truly capable of entering the sixteenth level for training.

Most of the time, the entire sixteenth floor is empty.

The guardian oracles frowned slightly when they saw that Adam was so young, a sight they had never seen before.

And what's the meaning of the large sack he's carrying on his back?

“Young oracle, this place is dangerous; you shouldn’t be here.”

“I have confidence in myself, and I have a letter of recommendation from the bishop.”

Adam slowly stepped forward and took out a letter of recommendation from his pocket.

“No need.” The leading oracle shook his head, showing no interest in looking at the letter of recommendation. “We will not interfere with your choice.”

"Thank you."

Adam walked to the center of the teleportation channel, and as the magic circle turned, his gaze gradually became hazy.

Enter the spiritual world.

Adam's mind jolted, and he immediately sensed being locked onto by a powerful mental force.

From high altitude!

Adam suddenly looked up at the high place.

A seventeenth-order spiritual construct!

Formed from powerful spiritual energy, its body is a tangible purplish-red color, with spiritual energy surrounding it to form ethereal spiritual flames, and the longsword in its hand radiating a faint, menacing light.

Just by standing there, Adam could feel the powerful aura emanating from the other person.

"boom!!!!"

what! ?

Adam felt as if something had hit his head, and his consciousness began to blur.

"call out!"

The spiritual construct rapidly approached Adam! (End of Chapter)