Novel Bin Chapter 350 Spearheads Of The Undead Legion
Looking around the thousand of undead, Danzel couldn\'t help but look at Velkir differently.
Each and every undead wore all kinds of different armor and weapons, but the quality of them might be similar to his items before they were damaged, not including the bonuses that his rune brought.
Not only that, but the undead wore a cloak of dead mana around them. They were like a well that let out dead mana into the surroundings while making the living uncomfortable, it was the best environment for an undead just like Danzel to be.
He felt like he was in his own element. His aura grew much strong than previously.
But then again, looking at the amount of all the 3rd-tier undead, Danzel felt somewhat depressed.
\'What\'s the point of being the strongest of my tier when a necromancer could make of undead of the same tier?\'
Sure, individual, he was much stronger, to the point he could fight off multiple of his own tier. But a thousand was a feat he wasn\'t confident in achieving.
At times like this, he questioned if the path of a warrior instead of a magic caster was the best.
"Danzel." Velkir said.
Being called out, he turned around, only to be met with a wave of dead mana entering his body and strengthing him.
"You will take the front of my army."
Hearing this, Danzel moved his head to the side in confusion.
While it worked once with Sartan forcing his way through the walls, doing the same with all the others behind him will result in casualties. They might be of the 3rd-tier, but they weren\'t undestroyable.
As if reading his mind, Velkir pointed his hand towards the wall. Where huge portals appeared to the outside, coming out of those were legions of soldiers, each of them wearing or holding a magic item.
Nodding his head, Danzel stared at the legions coming their way, still confused.
"Why do they come out when they have the walls?"
"It\'s because they already know who we are." Azrael said, carrying his demonic weapon and wearing a robe similar to Vanessa.
"They know that their walls are useless against Sartan. So they came out to stop prevent him from breaking their wall."
"In other words, the big guy is at fault, eh?" Vanessa said while lightly punching the high troll\'s thigh.
"Hmpf! I just have to kill them all before breaking their wall." Sartan said, annoyed at the dark elve.
"Enough!" Velkir said with a certain coldness in his tone.
"Vanessa and Agares stay put till we cleared the way, save your strength. Shiro with me. Azrael and Sartan, you deal with their elite forces. As for you Danzel."
Staring at him, his blind-like eyes lighten in gray mana.
"Kill everyone else."
Hearing his orders, Danzel\'s ethereal eyes lighten up.
"Understood?" Velkir said.
"Yes! Master Velkir."
"Yes! Boss."
"Yes! Master Velkir."
"Yes! Master Velkir."
"Yes! Death Caller."
"Yes! Leader."
Saying so in unison, everyone moved separately.
Danzel turned his head and stared at Skull Claw.
\'Follow me.\'
Ordering Skull Claw to fall, Danzel took the front of the left side of the undead army that stared at the living army with hatred.
Mounting Skull Claw, Danzel looked like the general of this undead legion.
Sartan took the right side of the undead army with the middle being reserved for Azrael.
In the next moment, a huge wave of gray dark mana washed over all the other undead, making the signal for their march.
Like a spark of dynamite, each of Velkirs undead charged with speed befitting one of the strongest 3rd-tier out there.
Skull Claw dug her claws into the earth before dashing with similar speed but taking the lead of all the other undead.
Sartan showed a crazed grin on his face before dashing toward the human army at a speed that left the undead army behind.
Azrael cast a spell that made him the leviathan and simply flew like a spearhead but kept his speed up to the undead army.
Seeing their advantages, several auras of pure power explode among the armies of arcana.
The source of those auras ascending to the air, they looked like mighty gods wielding staffs that channel mana.
They were a total of 6 of those people, each of them wearing a different kind of robes and staff. But the one that Danzel paid the most attention to was quiet in his late years with a long white beard.
Danzel inner hatred clutched the iron bars inside of him and tried to break free, but Danzel pushed the useless hatred back inside of him.
\'I have to push my hatred inside before I lose myself. He beat me once and he will do it. I doubt upgrading just my skills will be enough to win against him.\' Danzel rationalized internally.
With their speed, crossing kilometers was a breeze for them all.
Being in their range, the soldiers of Arcana built a wall of three spears while the magic caster shot waves of either earth or ice, with a few being made out of light.
Focusing on the threat in front of him, Danzel\'s sword glowed with ethereal dark green light.
\'So they decided to use physical type spells, instead of fire and lighting. I get they aim for our weakness, but it\'s still a foolish decision.\'
Though they weren\'t immune to fire magic and lighting magic, those sorts of magic worked best at enemies that could feel pain or had flesh.
The lighting will at best strain their bones and leaves cracks where the fire wasn\'t effective. Only the initial explosion was the dangerous part. Melting their bones wasn\'t optimal.
"The light spears seem the most troubling..."
Seeing them being launched towards them, Danzel swings his sword in front of him, releasing 3 waves of [Soul Reaping Wind] at the spears.
Traveling much faster than the spear themselves, Danzel destroyed all of the spears that were aimed in front of him.
Though he alone wasn\'t able to block all of them.
But that didn\'t mean that the undead was helpless.
Far from it.
Some undead rose their hands to manifest a thick wall made out of dead mana around them, while others strengthen their weapons and directly destroyed the spears. Some even used magic to make spears of dead mana and shoot them like javelins at the spears.
The only unlucky ones were those targeted by the light spears. Those spears penetrate or we\'re mostly unexpected by retaliation.
23 undead were hit on the head and fell to the ground motionless.
89 others managed to avoid the detection of their skull at the cost of being hit in another part of their body.
To Danzel, those kinds of undead were impressed with how they had different abilities and magic to use.
He himself couldn\'t make his undead have skills or spells except by granting them some swordsmanship knowledge.
If it was his own undead, thousands would have been destroyed.
And even considering 23 died 3rd-tier undead died was quite many. But not many enough for a whole army.
The spears pointing toward them lighten up and shot concentrated mana, damaging them further.
But Danzel didn\'t care for the magic spears attack but instead watched out for the magic caster.
The former was a nuisance, but not lethal whereas the latter was both.
"So first the magic casters." He mumbled as the undead and Skull Claw crashed at the enemy\'s army like a tsunami.
The former weapon cuts or crashes the human soldiers in the front with the latter digging her claws at their flesh.
Danzel who was on top of Skull Claw guided his mana around his body, with a large amount of dead mana around his legs.
\'[Swift Movements], [Death Descent].\'
Using the level 10 version of his previous movement skill with his new one, Danzel catapulted himself above the enemy\'s lines with incredible speed towards where the magic caster was preparing their magic.
Bringing out his shield from his storage ring, Danzel fell on top of an unlucky soldier who was crushed by his weighted coming force.
But once his feet met the ground, the dead mana around his leg explode outwards in a huge shock wave of death energy. Fallen directly in front of where the magic caster was, the shockwave passed through those magic caster and nearby soldiers, pushing them back with a minor decay effect.
"Aghhhh!"
"Kyaaagh!"
With screams of pain, Danzel\'s glowing sword was swung in front of him, sending a [Soul Reaping Wind] to cut down the others in front of him.
Everything happens too fast for the magic caster and soldiers to react.
Once they did, many of their friends were cleaved in two with terrified faces lingering on their faces.
Without letting them get a hold of the situation Danzel dashed with his shield in front like a spearhead.
Digging further into the enemy lines and creating chaos.
Everyone who crossed his path was crashed or cut down.
Danzel who moved with much greater speed thanks to the level up of [Swift Movements] cut the soldier like vegetables.
Though risky going in the middle of the enemy\'s forces, Danzel had a goal.
\'I might not be strong enough to face the ice magic caster in my current state, but that just means that I have to become strong enough so that I will be able to!\'
Cutting another man\'s neck, letting blood stain his armor, he looked to the side of a floating window.
[Requirement: Kill over 10 000 of the living with your own hands]
[Currently achieved: 9178/10 000].
His hatred was suppressed, though not gone.