National Tower Defense Survival: Start Awakening Fusion System

47: The ultimate weapon! My hero is a one-man army!The spear and the hammer were both in hand.

But Lin Feng knew, this was still not enough.

Even the most powerful units were just cold war machines.

And the one who could truly maximize the power of these machines, even create miracles, would always be the ’general’ who could command the central army and strategize.

His thoughts sank into the Hero Altar.

There, a statue of the War Lord, fused with the will of a king and a queen, exuded a king-like dominance, surrounded by a faint crimson aura, awaiting his summons.

This was the core of all his tactics.

It was the soul of the heavy hammer in his hand.

“Upgrade, War Lord.”

Lin Feng’s thoughts were like opening a gushing floodgate.

He no longer had any trace of stinginess.

The massive amount of accumulated heavy oil, at this moment, transformed into a dark torrent, frantically pouring into the energy core of the Hero Altar.

The base of the altar rumbled deeply, ancient runes lit up one by one, and golden light rose from bottom to top, engulfing the War Lord’s sturdy ankles.

“Consume heavy oil x1000, War Lord’s level increased to 11!”

“Consume heavy oil x1200, War Lord’s level increased to 12!”

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On the resource panel, that frighteningly long string of heavy oil numbers was plummeting at an astonishing speed.

Golden light, like boiling tides, continuously surged above the Hero Altar, washing over the Lord’s statue again and again.

Each surge of light was accompanied by a dull heartbeat.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

The sound of the heartbeat penetrated the cold system panel, resounding directly in the depths of his mind, full of a earth-shattering sense of power.

The War Lord’s aura was rising steadily in a brutal and unreasonable manner.

The outline of the statue became increasingly clear, every scratch on the armor, every inch of bulging muscle, seemed to be endowed with true life.

When the last drop of heavy oil was consumed, and when Lin Feng’s resource panel showed the heavy oil reserves finally settled at just two hundred thousand, the golden light also converged to its extreme!

It was as if a small sun had been ignited on the altar!

The light suddenly erupted, then sharply converged inwards, all pouring into the War Lord’s body!

“Hero: War Lord (Level 20)”

“Attack: 600”

“Health: 4000”

“Skill: Rage (Active) — The War Lord lets out an earth-shattering battle cry, immediately restoring 50% of his maximum health, and summons 20 Barbarian Elites (Health 100, Attack 20) to fight for you! At the same time, the hero himself enters a Rage state, increasing attack power and attack speed by 100% for 15 seconds! (Cooldown: 5 minutes)”

“Skill: Cloak of Invisibility (Active) — The War Lord enters an invisible state for 10 seconds, during which he cannot be targeted by enemies and his attack power is increased by 200%! (Cooldown: 5 minutes)”

Lines of data refreshed.

Immediately after, a brand new, golden system prompt, exuding kingly majesty, exploded!

“Hero Advancement! Level Breakthrough! This hero has awakened the passive skill: King’s Aura!”

“King’s Aura (Passive): When the War Lord is on the field, all friendly units within a 50-meter radius around him will gain an additional 15% attack power and 15% movement speed bonus.”

Lin Feng’s pupils reflected this terrifying panel, and a powerful, all-controlling confidence spontaneously arose from the depths of his heart.

A Level 20 War Lord was no longer just a simple hero unit.

He, alone, was an army!

He could tank, deal damage, summon, assassinate, and provide powerful aura buffs to the entire legion!

This was the true core of the ’heavy hammer’ in his hand!

With his King’s Aura, the Mystic Destroyer’s charge would be even more swift, and the assassination with the Ghost Spear would be even more lethal.

“The final piece of the puzzle.”

Lin Feng’s thoughts did not pause for a moment, instantly turning to the spell list of the Institute.

He now had three spell slots.

Each attack was three precious trump cards.

He wanted to squeeze the power of these three cards to the extreme.

With a thought, he dragged two green Divine Grace Surge spell icons into the void fusion grid.

“Ding! Fusing similar spells has a very high probability of greatly improving quality and effect. Continue?”

“Continue!”

The golden-green intertwined aura burst forth with an even more brilliant light than before at the moment of fusion.

It was no longer a simple energy collision.

It was as if an ancient War God who commanded war and fury, and a nature goddess who governed life and recovery, met in the void, together chanting an ancient hymn!

Violent battle intent and gentle vitality, two completely opposite forces, perfectly intertwined and spiraled, finally condensing into a drop of golden liquid exuding a sacred aura.

The light faded.

A potion bottle filled with sacred golden liquid floated quietly in mid-air, with an ancient war shield emblem etched on its body.

“Ding! Fusion successful! You have obtained the Mythic Spell — War God’s Shield!”

“War God’s Shield”

“Quality: Mythic (Red)”

“Effect: Creates a huge Divine Grace Aura in the designated area. All friendly units within the aura gain 75% increased attack power, attack speed, and movement speed, restore 200 health per second, and gain 25% damage reduction! Duration extended to 15 seconds!”

Lin Feng’s breathing hitched slightly due to this heaven-defying effect.

This was no longer simple healing and Rage.

This was a perfect team-fight divine skill that integrated buffs, recovery, and damage reduction!

His mind raced, and a clear picture instantly formed in his head:

The Mystic Destroyer bathed in golden light, transforming into a true, unkillable war demon, unleashing a storm of destruction in the enemy’s formation!

Lin Feng’s thinking was completely opened up.

He immediately unlocked two purple Mirror Spells and, following the same method, threw them into the fusion system.

This time, the fusion scene was completely different.

Two dark blue magic mirrors collided in the void, not erupting with violent light, but silently shattering into billions of star-flecked fragments.

These fragments did not scatter, but under the pull of an invisible force, reassembled, finally forming a deeper, more complex mirror of fate, as if reflecting countless parallel timelines.

“Ding! Fusion successful! You have obtained the Legendary Spell — Echo of Destiny!”

“Echo of Destiny”

“Quality: Legendary (Orange)”

“Effect: Can perfectly replicate all friendly troops within the designated area (maximum 40 population units). Replicated units will have 80% of the original’s attributes and will exist permanently until killed!”

A cold surge of ecstasy flashed in Lin Feng’s eyes.

Permanently exists!

This meant that he could use one spell to conjure a suicide squad with astonishing combat power and fearlessness!

One Echo of Destiny could bring him a Mystic Destroyer replica with 80% of its attributes.

Two ’heavy hammers’ to smash a Little Devil’s turtle shell.

He quickly adjusted his spell configuration.

The first slot was for the War God’s Shield, the horn of a frontal decisive battle.

The second slot was for the Echo of Destiny, the variable that would overturn the battle.

The remaining slot he reserved for the all-rounder, incredibly flexible The Log, to deal with any possible contingencies.

At this point, all his preparations were complete.

Everything was ready.

Lin Feng’s thoughts withdrew from the fortress and swept towards the leaderboard.

The temporary alliance channel named Tumo Yuanzhengjun had already been established, and the channel’s emblem was a golden phoenix bathed in fire.

The Phoenix Empress was systematically assigning the order of attacks within it.