Blood Sacrifice: Spiral of Death-Creating High-Tier Undead

A putrid, foul stench spread with the appearance of thousands of Undead, mingling the fear of the living with this Undead smell.

This caused some of the more timid Demi-Human to vomit!

On the entire battlefield, all the Demi-Human stopped fighting, bewildered and fearful as they looked at the countless Undead crawling out of the ground.

Even the group of Zoastia Demi-Human were besieging Gojin stopped.

A brief silence!

"Ah!"

An Organ Egg shot out from the twisted, writhing flesh, and a bloody, mangled intestine bound the nearest demi -Demi-Human Demi-Human, pulling it into the abdomen.

A scream rang out.

This broke the eerie and panicked atmosphere.

As the most prestigious "Grand King of Destruction" on the battlefield, Buser immediately roared through a magical amplification device, "Everyone stop fighting! Deal with these Undead first!"

As soon as he finished speaking!

"The Grand King of Destruction Buser's face showed an unprecedented solemnity as he held up his shield and gripped the one-handed greatsword known as the " Sand Shooter."

"Hectowaizes! And that Troll Go King!"

"Help me deal with this necromancer first!"

"Grand King of Destruction" Buser addressed the two strongest Demi-Human on the battlefield in a loud voice.

He had heard of necromancers among humans who could summon the Undead, but they could only summon one or two Undead at a time.

Such a situation, where thousands of Undead are summoned in one go, is unprecedented, not only in legends but also in the stories themselves.

This is absolutely a Magic Caster can be described as "terrifying"!

Faced with such a formidable enemy, even the proud King of the Demi-Human, "Grand King of Destruction" Buser, had no choice but to resort to a strategy that only the weak would employ: a siege.

On the cliff.

Tang Zheng looked down, instantly transforming into the leader of all enemies of the Demi-Human Species, his brows slightly furrowed.

To make oneself the target of everyone's hostility?

Seventh-Tier Magic: "Undeath Army"

It can summon thousands of Undead, belonging to a special type of Tier Magic. It looks impressive, but in reality, it is just a group of low-ranking Undead.

Such magic.

Tang Zheng didn't even have the interest to spend skill points to learn it.

At this moment, there were tens of thousands of Demi-Human on the battlefield, while the approximately one thousand Undead able to hold out for long before being wiped out by these Demi-Human.

What is the point of doing this?

Tang Zheng lowered his head and glanced at the Magelos Nasrene, whom he was holding in his hand and who was barely clinging to life.

He had already learned the whole story from the other party and originally thought that everything that happened today was the work of the alliance leader.

This inexplicable war was deliberately provoked by the alliance leader after he killed "Black Steel" Muar.

As a result, they learned from the Magelos Nasrene that back when they were engaged in large-scale food trade with humans,

Many Demi-Human Species noticed this, but none of them took any rash action.

Instead, they secretly contacted races such as the Magelos and Zern King, so even without today's war,

The rebellion of Demi-Human like the Zern King will also occur.

In this situation...

Tang Zheng was neither surprised nor taken aback. He did not regard these Demi-Human as fools, and there was no shortage of intelligent Demi-Human among the various races.

The original plan was to create chaos in the entire Abelion Hills, using the abundant food and water resources at his disposal to win over some people and kill others.

Furthermore, the impact of "drought" can be leveraged.

They swiftly established dominion over the Demi-Human, thus threatening the Holy Kingdom and the Slane Theocracy, forcing them to intervene.

"Free Will" can also smoothly intervene and gain opportunities to contact high-level officials of both countries.

The Holy Kingdom is fine, though.

Tang Zheng has always been cautious in his dealings with the Slane Theocracy, always insisting on engaging with them in a reasonable manner.

In this process, the Demi-Human ' rebellion was inevitable and necessary; a forced alliance would be impossible without them turning against each other at the last minute.

Tang Zheng's script for himself as the "mysterious red-robed spellcaster" was originally a route of escape.

What truly surprised him was...

He didn't believe that the change in the situation was caused by the appearance of the current alliance leader, and that the other party hadn't played a part in it.

"Khajit."

Tang Zheng recalled what the other party hadn't said before, "What did you mean when you said your alliance leader would continue the ritual that was left unfinished 20 years ago?"

Khajit stood cautiously to the side, first nodding, then shaking his head blankly. "Back then, I hadn't joined [Zurrernorn] yet."

"I only heard from other disciples that what happened 20 years ago was an operation by the Alliance Leader to create High-Tier Undead through a ritual."

"It just failed in the end, but I don't know the specific reasons."

Khajit answered hesitantly.

"Creating High-Tier Undead?" Tang Zheng looked back at the battlefield, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, yes."

Khajit made no attempt to conceal anything and hurriedly replied in a panic, "The Undead summoned through ' Summon Undead ' and ' Create Undead ' are mostly of limited strength."

"Like the Bone Dragon summoned by an adult using the ' Orb of Death,' although its strength is not high, it possesses immunity to magic and completely counters the power of the Magic Caster!"

"These special Undead cannot be summoned or created. What the Alliance Leader wants to create through ritual is this kind of special High-Tier Undead."

He understood what Khajit meant.

"Create chaos, exploit this war, and use the Negative Energy and Negative Energy generated when Demi-Human die to complete this ritual."

Tang Zheng's gaze sharpened slightly; he already understood what the alliance leader wanted to do.

The fundamental purpose of the spell "Undeath Army" is to utilize the Negative Energy generated by summoning thousands of Low-Tier Undead.

This Seventh-Tier Magic, intended to fully unleash the even greater Negative Energy and Negative Energy on the battlefield, is merely the prelude to the ritual!

Tang Zheng's eyes flashed with magical light throughout his vision.

Throughout the battlefield.

Streams of Negative Energy and Negative Energy, invisible to the naked eye, are being drawn towards the leader's position by a magical ritual constructed from the numerous Demi-Human bodies and blood on the ground.

"A big investment."

Tang Zheng had made various guesses before, but he never expected that the alliance leader would have such intentions. As soon as the thought crossed his mind, the magical light in his eyes intensified.

"This magical ritual Spiral of Death Ritual? No, the core isn't right, it's more like Blood Sacrifice ritual core?"

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The blurry, Great Ritual on the battlefield gradually coalesced in Tang Zheng's mind, becoming clearer.

In the past, he might not have been able to perceive the ritual at all, or even the differences within it. However, now, under the influence of the [Magic Overlord] passive ability "Magic Master".

Tang Zheng could easily distinguish the difference between the ritual arranged by the Alliance Leader and the "Spiral of Death Ritual".

Although it's the same framework, the core has changed!

Tang Zheng focused all his efforts on observation, gradually emanating a terrifying magic and pressure that made the surrounding air seem viscous at that moment.

The White Mist Witch and Khajit both had cold liquid seeping from their foreheads and were having difficulty breathing.

Should we intervene?

As Tang Zheng analyzed and observed the entire ceremony, this thought arose in his mind.

"No."

A sharp glint appeared in Tang Zheng's eyes as he thought to himself.

Although the appearance of the alliance leader disrupted his original plans and schemes, the current situation is not contrary to his original plans.

The Thousand Miles Astrologer of the Slane Theocracy are still watching this place, and now they don't even need to find a reason.

The only thing that concerned Tang Zheng was whether the ritual could truly succeed in creating a "High-Tier Undead."

The "High-Tier Undead" that Khajit refers to may not be the "High-Tier Undead" he imagines.

"Let me see all that you've planned, Lord Alliance Leader. Don't disappoint me."

Tang Zheng gradually suppressed the invisible pressure released by his magic power, pondered for a moment, and began to issue commands:

"White Mist."

"Master." The White Mist Witch felt the pressure ease and quickly responded with a sigh of relief.

"Now that all the Demi-Human have rebelled, then Crusch Lulu's side must have encountered the same problem as us."

"I'll go right now!" The White Mist Witch was startled and realized what was happening. The series of events that had just transpired had prevented her from even considering this possibility.

"Need not."

Tang Zheng shook his head. "There's no need to worry about Crusch Lulu's safety."

"Whether it's relieving the drought in the Abelion Hills or addressing the water shortage problem, these Demi-Human need Crusch Lulu's assistance. She's actually quite safe now."

"These Demi-Human Species won't trust humans, but they will trust you, who are also demi -Demi-Human. Go to Crusch Lulu now and pretend to assist these Demi-Human for the time being."

Heeding the master's instructions.

The panic in the White Mist Witch's bright yellow pupils vanished. "Hehe, I understand. Master wants us two to be his scapegoats."

"You even know what a 'nail' is?" Tang Zheng.

The White Mist Witch relaxed and quickly left.

"That."

"M-Sir, what about me?" Khajit said softly.

Tang Zheng glanced at Khajit, then turned his gaze back to the chaotic battlefield below. "Watch the show."

Khajit could only shut his mouth. He couldn't see through Tang Zheng at all, even though he had clearly emphasized what the Alliance Leader was going to do and the dangers involved.

The man before him remained unmoved!

A chilling sense of impending death constantly assaulted Khajit's mind; in the eyes of the leader, he was already a dead man.

I want to survive.

They could only rely on the mysterious red-robed spellcaster before them.

In just a short period of time.

Of the thousands of Undead summoned, more than half have died. These Low-Tier Undead are not very strong, except for individuals like the Organ Egg.

Most Demi-Human, once freed from fear, can easily deal with these low-level undead.

The alliance leader was somewhat weak at the moment, and activating Seventh-Tier Magic was not an easy task.

His attention is now focused solely on the three Demi-Human.

Go King, "Beast General" Hectowaizes, "Grand King of Destruction" Buser!

The three of them, like arrows, pierced through layers of defenses built by the Undead from three different directions, rushing rapidly towards the leader's position.

"Stop him, Heavy Skeleton Warriors!"

The alliance leader's hoarse voice rang out.

Bang!

The Heavy Skeleton Warriors stomped their feet on the ground with a dull thud, and when they ran, their bones made a grating "crackling" noise as they rubbed against each other.

He was the first to collide with Gojon and stop him.

"Skeleton Griffin!" the alliance leader exclaimed.

"Hiss!"

The Skeleton Griffin hovered overhead, flapped their wings, and swooped down rapidly from the sky, their passage accompanied by a hissing sound.

The Beast General "Hectowaizes" also stopped two Fifth-Tier Undead from leaving, leaving the alliance leader surrounded by only a group of low-tier Undead for protection.

"Sandstorm!"

"Grand King of Destruction" Buser brandished his one-handed greatsword, releasing a cloud of yellowish-brown dust from its blade.

He blew away the group of Undead blocking his way, and the billowing yellow dust not only obscured "Grand King of Destruction's " appearance.

Buser's presence also obscured the leader's view.

The most dangerous place for Magic Caster is the strange and unusual magic.

"Grand King of Destruction" Buser was well aware of this, so he used his magical equipment to make it impossible for his opponents to pinpoint his exact location.

"As long as you get close, you win!"

"Grand King of Destruction" Buser moved swiftly through the yellow sandstorm, his massive body making no sound whatsoever—clearly, it was the magical shoes he wore that were working.

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The silver-haired figure had already circled behind the leader in the blink of an eye, and saw that the leader didn't seem to have reacted yet.

"Die, human!"

"Grand King of Destruction" Buser sneered inwardly, a strained smile on his face, and suddenly charged forward:

"Unhesitating Assault!"

"Steel Wrist Mighty Strike!"

"Power Strike!"

Whoosh!

A flash of light appeared on the golden ornament hanging on the corner of the chair, and the magical item's power was activated.

The massive figure of "Grand King of Destruction" Buser appeared before the leader in the blink of an eye, his one-handed heavy sword slashing down fiercely.

"Dragon Lightning!"

The alliance leader, who was facing away from him, seemed to have noticed him long ago. He suddenly turned around, releasing dazzling blue Lightning Bolt from his arm.

"Haha, I knew you had ways to detect magic."

"Grand King of Destruction" Buser let out a Taunt laugh, and with a sudden burst of power from his left foot, his massive figure appeared beside the leader.

How could Magic Caster's reaction speed possibly match that of a powerful warrior like him? His seemingly all-out attack was clearly just a feint.

Whoosh!

A one-handed slash with a heavy sword.

!

A massive black tower shield, two meters tall and radiating Negative Energy, appeared out of thin air and blocked the leader's side.

"Shield?"

"Grand King of Destruction" Buser paused briefly, but instead of changing his stance, he swung his sword downwards with even greater Berserk:

"Using armor in front of me is a foolish move!"

"Weapon Destruction!"

A faint glow emanated from "Grand King of Destruction" Buser's entire body as his sword struck the massive tower shield with a heavy thud.

Knock one by one!!

The one-handed greatsword struck the black tower shield, producing a piercing metallic hiss and dazzling sparks.

"How could this be!"

"Grand King of Destruction" Buser stared wide-eyed. The black tower shield was not only undamaged, but it didn't even have a scratch.