Age of Ascension: Forging an Immortal Realm from Nothing

Flames, frost, lightning, earth-vines… the elemental towers roared.
But it was the ubiquitous 【Fart Towers】 that exerted the most control over the battlefield. The humanoid statues never stopped spraying, blanketing the area outside the territory in a terrifying, weakening mist. Countless giant monsters charged in, only to collapse in heaps, awaiting the 'judgment' of the defense towers. The ground trembled nonstop as the monsters died in droves.
Wu Chi breathed a sigh of relief. From the looks of it, things were well in hand.
"Young master……" Lin Daiyu came over, a light smile on her face. 
"Those【Fart Towers】 are doing most of the work, you know. You really should give them more credit."
"…" Wu Chi's face darkened, but he couldn't deny she was right. After upgrading them to Level 4, the 【Fart Towers】 were clearly more devastating than his other defenses. It was obvious they were a top-tier special tower. He'd heard of 【Fireblast Towers】, 【Frost Towers】, and 【Lightning Towers】 before, but he'd never even heard a whisper of a【Fart Tower】!
"Without them, the monster tide would have definitely broken through the wooden walls, maybe even threatened the buildings inside," Wu Chi admitted, scratching his head in resignation.
A short while later, after another thousand or two monsters had been annihilated by the constant bombardment, new 'guests' arrived from the fog. They looked similar to the previous creatures, but they were larger, crackling with lightning and a foul energy.
"Elite monsters!?" Wu Chi’s pupils contracted. "So many!" The last wave had only a sprinkling of elites. Now, as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but elites.
"ROAR—!"
BOOM—!
BOOM—!
The elite ram-horned monsters roared, smashing their thick arms into the ground before charging with insane fury. In an instant, it was like an avalanche. The very fog was blasted away by their momentum as they charged the territory, heedless of death.

They quickly reached the weakening mist, and the first few to enter immediately collapsed. But the ones behind them began to glow, cloaking themselves in lightning that seemed to grant them immunity to the fart effect as they continued their frenzied assault!
Though some of the elites still couldn't resist and fell, the vast majority broke through the stinky perimeter!
BANG—!
BOOM—!
The Flame Burst Towers and other defenses opened up. Fire, frost, lightning, bullets, arrows… elite monsters were cut down. But unlike the regular monsters, who were mowed down like grass, the elites were far tougher. Only about a third of them had been killed by the time they reached the wooden walls!
THUD!
CRACK—!
Durability -10! Durability -10! Durability -10!
The monsters hammered relentlessly against the walls. But the walls weren’t ordinary, either. A 'Wither' effect emanated from them, causing several of the attacking monsters to slump over, unconscious. Still… compared to the farts, the Wither effect was pretty pathetic. The monsters just crackled with lightning, and the debilitating curse was shrugged off.
"These 【Withered Wood Walls】 are crap!" Wu Chi shook his head. 
"Daiyu, Keqing, get ready to move!"
"Yes!"
"Understood!"
The two beauties nodded eagerly. At the same time, Wu Chi directed his forty Peppa Pigs to charge out, their 'Savage Charges' ability slamming them directly into the monster horde!
【Lin Daiyu】
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Level: 4
Constitution: 360+21 (Base 35, 1000% Multiplier) (Equipment: 21, Bond: 10)
Spirit: 50+7 (Base 4, 1000% Multiplier) (Equipment: 7, Bond: 10)
Skill: Eight Extremities Fist (Level 3)
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【Qin Keqing】
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Level: 4
Constitution: 185+11 (Base 17.5, 1000% Multiplier) (Equipment: 11, Bond: 10)
Spirit: 185+18 (Base 17.5, 1000% Multiplier) (Equipment: 18, Bond: 10)
Skill: Frost Breath (Level 3)
SHIIING—!
A sonic boom ripped through the air, accompanied by a wave of ice-blue mist. Qin Keqing held the 【Wind Moon Precious Mirror】 aloft, looking like an immortal fairy wrapped in a brilliant aura.
Lin Daiyu had already charged down. Her small, fair hands were clenched into fists. The ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) scale-like pattern on her 【 Heavenly Silk Gloves】 seemed to writhe, like a white snake baring its fangs, exuding an aura of danger.
Three Point Fist, Heaven-Piercing Cannon!
DOOM—!
She punched the ground, and a crack fifteen meters long split the earth. A common-quality white skill, in Lin Daiyu’s hands, had the power of a small missile.
And it was fucking on 'UNLIMITED REFILLS!'.