C432 One Man's War 2(1)

"Stinky bird, blabbermouth, I'll blow you up ten thousand times in a minute!" The evil aura of the Star of Slaughter once again causes me to have evil thoughts.

"You're still not enough!" That Necromancer Gustva laughs disdainfully, "I really do not understand how the arrogant Soutar would be defeated by you. In terms of strength, you are not even comparable to my protector."

"Haha," I laugh maniacally, "The enemies who look down on me are all in hell right now. You are next!"

After gathering my strength, I didn't hesitate at all and immediately used my strongest 'vengeful soul' skill. "Huhuhu!" Dozens of malevolent ghost faces shot out. My 'vengeful spirit' skill has leveled up again, perhaps because of the thick aura of death here.

"Boom! Boom!" The blinding light blinded everyone. Dozens of 'vengeful souls' exploded, filling my heart with joy. Thief bird, do you know how powerful I am now?!

"After the 'vengeful souls' dissipated, I saw that the enormous Flaming Rock Demon had suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking my path. Gustva revealed his head from the Flaming Rock Demon's palm. "It's very strong. I really underestimated you. But what use is it? You can't hurt a single hair of mine in front of my Heavenly Demon."

In an instant, this shameless thing had already escaped into the palm of the gigantic Flaming Rock Demon. The 'vengeful souls' that could cause tsunamis were all blocked by this devil's body.

"My Heavenly Devil is indestructible. This is the undefeatable legend. Have a taste of it!"

Before he finished his words, the giant Rock Demon's fist had already smashed down. This giant fist was no different from a small mountain. At this moment, I have no other choice but to run.

I flew backwards, my mountain-like fist fiercely smashing into the ground, less than an inch away from my body. The powerful fist wind split my body, causing blood to flow everywhere.

The ground immediately split apart. I lost my footing and fell head first. A terrifying power! This formidable Rock Demon's strength was definitely not inferior to any martial artist in this world.

"Die!" Stava laughs complacently. My body has yet to reach the bottom. The cracks on the ground actually starts to close. The movement of the earth's crust causes an intense earthquake to split open the earth's strength. In the past, I also had... However, using the power of the physical body to force the cracked earth to close, this was something that I never thought of.

I immediately released my ultimate wood-type skill, causing the earth that was being pincered to soften. The earth was still violently shaking, and as I sank into the earth, I began to move up and down along with the shockwave. My internal organs were almost shaken out. To think that this Gustva's summoning skill could reach such a level. Was he really just a level 87 Necromancer? Although a Level 87 Mage was definitely a terrifying existence, when compared to a Level 95 puzzle-solver, he shouldn't be this terrifying, right?

I suddenly feel a little disheartened. Facing such a powerful summoning creature, I might be able to escape with Earth Escape, but to knock it down... The possibility is too small. But if I give up, it's the same as giving up on this war. There are still countless corpses on the ground that can be used. A group of Necromancers that has the ability to revive and this invincible Heavenly Demon. It was enough to raze the Arreat to the ground. In front of such a powerful opponent, what else can I do to turn the tide of the battle?

The Undead Legions's battle on the ground was still going on. My mind was in a mess, but I could no longer calm down and command the battle. Originally, my soldiers in the 'domain' all possess the combat experience of my previous warriors, but now, they have lost my judgment and control. Defeat. Instantly discovered.

Cecilia, what other treasures do you have that can help me? Whenever I feel helpless, I will always think of the girl next door who gave me directions countless times. The gift that Cecilia gave me now only has a ring and a flower basket left. Ever since I left Rogge, nothing strange has happened to this ring. As for that flower basket... I have no idea what it is used for.

After I fell into the ground, the human warriors once again started fighting. On the battlefield, the Necromancer's resources were endless. Every corpse that died in battle would be converted into their own forces. If this continued, all the powerful tribes on the battlefield would be finished. Once the Harrogath falls, what will happen to my mother, who is resting in peace underground? Will she be bullied by these evil people?

No! Thinking of this, I'm going crazy. No matter how hard it is, I must protect my mother's resting place!

I take a deep breath and continue to ignite my fighting spirit. No one will attack me underground. Instead, I can rely on the spiritual energy that erupted instantly to get rid of the Necromancer on the ground one by one without any interference.

Having made up my mind, I once again spread out the tentacles of Meditation, looking for a chance to strike.