Chapter 1899: Chapter 617: LOST_3
Whether it’s the Demon Clan or the Demon Dragon, there is no shortage of top experts proficient in summoning undead creatures. Seeing the seven “Fire-fin Mikalo Projections” being so arrogant, necromancy certainly cannot be hidden!
However, the homeland of the Underworld Clan is the Soul Sea, and they are equally adept at summoning top undead creatures left behind in various dimensional spaces to assist in battle!
The chaotic summoning spells, the tearing of flesh, and the tragic wailing are interwoven together, resembling a large-scale marketplace designed specifically for the wholesale of the undead.
One after another, pitch-black and twisted space-time wormholes bloomed exhaustively in the sky like concentric circles.
One after another, chilling and sinister icy winds, accompanied by powerful undead, crossed over from the Otherworld to this battlefield where blood was flying.
“Dark Knight Emperor”!
“Ancient Tomb Mummy”!
“Decaying Coffin Moth”!
“Messenger of the Night”!
“Destructive Skull Bat Dragon”!
“Lord of Fate and Darkness”!
Who knows which two particularly high-ranking figures it was, one actually summoned a “Dark Titan”, while the other summoned the “Mark of Death” wielding a giant black chain scythe!
“Oh my God…” Liu Zhen Huan trembled all over like he had malaria, extremely excited.
He always thought Gerein and Xu Dela, whom he had sent to carry out harassment missions in the sea, were rare top masters among all undead creatures. Until today, he soberly realized how laughable his sky-is-the-limit mindset was.
Master Puskas’s wise advice echoed once more in Liu Zhen Huan’s mind: ——– How many heroes in the world there are!
These undead creatures summoned so haphazardly, because their levels were indeed too high, all possessed a certain level of intelligence. And precisely because they had intelligence, they were momentarily stunned by the sheer number and power of the mighty beings present in this great battle.
The kind of pride and reserve belonging to top-tier strong ones instantly vanished from their expressions.
The higher-level Dragon Clan within the Aegean Dragons, as well as the Golden Giant Dragon and the Wind Silver Dragon, have an innate repulsion towards undead creatures.
Self-proclaimed “Guardians of the Aegean”, they fundamentally believe in sacred and lofty ideals. Facing so many evil undead rampaging in the skies over the Aegean, they could hardly bear it. In the eyes of the Giant Dragons, if this was not provocation, then what is?
If it wasn’t for Liu Zhen Huan repeatedly suppressing them, the hot-headed Aegean Dragons would’ve already rushed over to join the battle.
“Calm down! Calm down! Calm down!” Liu Zhen Huan was naturally striving to avoid joining the battle; Ruicadonya and the four “Zuma Nether Dragons” still hadn’t taken action yet!
What defines a true master?
The evil monocle of the second grand overlord of the Netherworld stared unblinkingly at Old Liu, with even a trace of indelible awe mixed within its fierce and brutal gaze.
This awe originates from instinct, a reverence for strength, not timidity.
Liu Zhen Huan’s head felt larger than three heads combined.
Although the troops he brought today were quite competent, their hearts were not aligned.
Except for the Aegean Dragons, who were foolishly offering their lives, the Fifth Prince of Tang Cang, the Gold Wielding Celestial Masters, the two Aegean Magic Tutors, and these external master allies like the Sea Dragon King from the Demon World were all hiding their powers. Expecting them to partake in peace-keeping punches was certainly feasible, but to have them fight for their lives, was simply a pipe dream!
Thinking of this, Old Liu was filled with indignation.
The power of a Magic Tutor could defeat a fourth-rank Giant Dragon, such is the prowess!
Yet they acted like shrinking models, fearing their magic power would deplete, and one careless move would cost them their lives!
There were also few on the Fiorenza side who could be of use; after all, today’s opponents were tremendously terrifying, and even a magician-level individual present would have difficulty merely ensuring self-preservation.
Liu Zhen Huan’s mind was exceptionally conflicted; he really didn’t want to strategically retreat, but reason told him that if he stayed in this fleshy grindstone any longer, his life might be at risk!
The wind and clouds changed colors once again, filthy black clouds rushed like galloping cavalry, streaming over distant mountains and forests, and crushed past the sky of the Aegean with the bold and unrestrained poise of a warlord.
The air excluded all sounds.
Everything seemed submerged under water.
The hallucinated sights swayed the nerves, and the landscapes in the distance twisted into nothingness.
Blinding elemental lightning stabbed at the ground like a sword, and the expanding elemental tide swept over everything in an instant, akin to a furious ocean wave.
“Fuck!” Even the Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim’s teeth were about to be ground into pieces: “Not the domain again!” Updates are released by Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
It was truly shameful to say, in terms of levels, the Aegean Natives had the top supreme Liu Zhen Huan, and also had magic power warehouses like Guoguo and Little Parrot, yet not even one could release a domain; how could this not make the Aegean heroes feel both ashamed and angry!
No sooner said than done, as the silver egg-shaped canopy enveloped this vast and chaotic battlefield, whether it was the Demon World Natives, Aegean Natives, or Netherworld Natives, they all unknowingly found their heads fogging over, then astonished to find their bodies suddenly forming an upside-down position.
The sky was no longer above, but the forest beneath.
“Spatial Reversal Domain”!
The space magic on the Aegean Continent is derived from the Demon Clan’s “Arcane of Astral”, and in terms of research, the Demon Clan’s achievements in “Arcane of Astral”, synonymous with space plane magic, is probably the most authoritative representative in the known world.