Surrounded

"Warning, warning. Six High Priests of the Orc Empire detected!" The War Command Spirit automatically connected to Abel's mental power and transmitted a message.

Abel was stunned. Was the Orc Empire insane?

For one person alone, they had actually dispatched six High Priests. One had to know that six High Priests could directly destroy an unprepared empire.

"They really think highly of me!" Abel muttered.

He had just put away the griffin when he saw forty-eight skeletons flying toward him.

"Johnson, come out and help!" he shouted. A black void appeared before him, and Johnson's huge steel body emerged from it.

"Johnson, kill them!" Abel lightly patted Black Wind. Black Wind quickly ran off, widening the distance from the forty-eight skeletons and hiding behind Johnson.

Johnson grabbed into the spatial bag with its left hand, and a Super Knight Greatsword appeared in its grasp. It then swept the sword horizontally at the charging skeletons.

Although its body was huge, with the Dark World hell ability Special Speed enhancing it, a series of movements was completed as swiftly as lightning.

The forty-eight skeletons seemed to have practiced this long ago. As they charged, they had already surrounded the courtyard.

Johnson's sword carried tremendous force. The four skeletons at the very front were struck directly. It was not that they did not want to dodge—the sword was simply too fast, making it impossible to evade.

Usually, these skeletons could match the strongest top-tier warriors among the orcs in strength without seeming at all inferior. Moreover, since they feared no pain, they held an overwhelming advantage in clashes.

As for how strong Johnson was, one only had to look at its entire body, which was made entirely of Iron Essence. The weight of those multifaceted balls made from Iron Essence alone was terrifying,