I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

The pain was stark, as if it was being oppressively confined.

Alastair looked down from his vantage point at the fortress below, his lips curling into a smug smile.

"You've been granted an extra day of life, consider it a gift from me. Today marks your end."

Alastair once again extended his hand slowly, a massive white energy gathering in his palm!

The onlookers couldn't help but gasp.

This feeling was intensely uncomfortable, like a mountain pressing down on their heads, utterly unlike anything else.

"Then give it a try," John said with a light chuckle, then signaled to Archibald beside him.

The silent energy cannons on the city walls suddenly raised their heads, targeting the figure suspended in mid-air!

"Fire!"

Boom, boom, boom!

All the energy cannons fired at once!

Bang!

The massive energy cannons exploded upon contact with the airborne object.

The energy obliterated everything around it into dust and ash!

Even the monsters at that moment plummeted to the ground.

Some didn't even leave corpses behind, vanishing completely!

The residual energy burst again upon dissipating, exploding once more on the ground.

Many monsters on the ground wailed, and bursts of damage exploded one after another, creating a particularly distinct scene!

Is this the power of the energy cannons?!

Everyone watched intently, their eyes burning with fervor at the scene unfolding!

If they were to use these energy cannons, might they too find their struggle somewhat eased?

But only John knew, his heart was bleeding inside!

It looked like the damage was immense, but the consumption was exceptionally high as well!

Their energy stones had to power not just the cannons but also maintain the protective shields!

That's why John felt such pain.

Not to mention their use in resurrection and activating the magic arrays.

Every single one of these required money!

A massive energy vortex exploded in the air, tightening everyone's nerves.

With that single blast, nearly all the flying creatures in the air were annihilated.

Now, all eyes turned to see the state of the person atop the dragon.

As the smoke slowly cleared, everyone was horrified to discover

that though the dragon looked in terrible shape, its skeletal frame damaged, the person still stood quietly on its head.

Only his clothes were slightly torn and his hair appeared somewhat curled and scorched, emitting a burnt smell.

Alastair's face was ashen, his gaze fixed intensely on the people before him.

"How dare you?"

How dare they lay hands on him?

How dare they humiliate him like this?!

He was a semigod-tier warrior!

These people were nothing but a swarm of insignificant ants; what right did they have to act so boldly?

Energy slowly began to form in Alastair's hands.

"Since you dare to provoke me, then you all shall die!"

Die, die!

None should continue to live!

They should writhe in agony on the ground!

Only then would it truly reflect how jubilant and excited they would be upon the arrival of the Elder!

Boom!

A massive burst of energy slammed into the protective shield.

Although it was blocked, the shield's durability visibly began to decrease.

John, with his keen senses, noticed that this energy blast was slightly less intense compared to previous ones.

It seemed his thoughts were correct; over time, Alastair's power of control had indeed diminished significantly.

Though still semigod-tier, his actual damage and attack attributes were no longer as formidable as before.

The situation was better than John had anticipated.

Alastair, seeing that his full-force strike had hardly damaged the protective shield, sneered coldly and summoned countless minions again.

Since he wasn't able to do enough on his own, he would let others help!

With 44% of the power of control, he could definitely summon enough monsters to forcefully breach the shield!

At a gesture from Alastair, numerous flying minions swooped in from the distant sky.

Even the ground began to tremble with wave after wave of vibrations.

They watched in horror as countless skeletons clawed their way out of the earth, struggling, screaming, and howling as they crawled towards their fortress.

"My God, how did so many minions suddenly appear?"

"Heavens, I even see two or three diamond-tier bosses!"

"What are those? My God, why are there so many minions all of a sudden popping out?"

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

They all stared intently at the monsters, without hesitation, desperately casting their skills outward.

"Fire Meteor!"

"Windblade!"

"Thorn Spike!"

"Thorn Wrap!"

…

One skill after another was thrown recklessly outside, each person solely focused on quickly slaying these creatures.

What might happen next was unknown; any uncontrollable incident could spell disaster!

But to their horror, they discovered

that even after they killed these monsters, whose bodies lay scattered on the ground, within just two or three minutes they would rise again!

Even though the resurrected bodies had slightly lower attributes, they were still terrifying.

"No way, I just can't kill these monsters!"

"I clearly saw them die just now, but why have they suddenly come back to life?"

"My God, it seems like these monsters are resurrecting from their own corpses."

"What do we do? If they keep reviving after we kill them, we'll never be able to finish them off."

Archibald, you were the first to spot this problem! What in the world is going on?

We had already killed those minions, but now they have suddenly come back to life!

Could it be that these minions can resurrect infinitely? If that's truly the case, we have no way to resist!

"Burn the bodies!"

John also noticed this and immediately issued an order.

So what if you can keep resurrecting from the corpses? Once we burn everything to ashes, I'd like to see how you'll come back!

For a moment, everyone desperately threw fire skills downwards, but they realized it was futile.

When the skills caused damage, the bodies would lose health bars.

So their subsequent skills had no effect, and even burning them wouldn't clean them up instantly.

"Use oil!"

Lavinia quickly reacted, rushing to the logistics department's warehouse to fetch dozens of barrels of gasoline, distributing them to everyone.

Meanwhile, the archers' arrows were also coated with fireballs and gasoline.

Whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Boom!

Countless skills exploded among the swarm of monsters.

Flames burst into the air one after another.

This isn't a fight for one person; it's a struggle for everyone!

They have no way back, they can only push forward to carve out a path to survival!

John, too, cast skills with a stern face, but his attention was continually divided as he monitored Isabella's situation.

They traveled as quickly as possible to the far north.

"How are things on your end?"

John's tone was serious, while Isabella had just reached her destination.

"The coordinates you sent were a bit off, we took some time to find the place, and now we're trying to activate the array."

It was exceedingly cold, and even Isabella's voice trembled as she spoke.

The ground here was almost entirely covered in snow, barely visible if not looked at closely.

Moreover, the blizzard was so intense that opening one's mouth felt like it was filling with snowflakes.