At this point, Sandru no longer needed to hide anything. He directly attacked that Mythical-level player.
Throughout the pursuit, Sandru had displayed his mastery of necromancy.
Compared with Liu Zhi, all of Sandru's necromancy followed the orthodox path of a Necromancer.
Aside from spells such as undead armies and the Undead Scourge, he was also highly proficient in all kinds of curses, corpse explosions, ghost, and soul spells.
Most importantly, Sandru's necromancy was all capable of dealing damage. It was nothing like Liu Zhi's necromancy, which had no direct offensive spells aside from Soul Extraction.
With Sandru going all out, that Mythical-level player immediately felt immense pressure.
All around him were ghosts of various sizes. Each ghost was like a self-guided missile, immensely powerful and capable of chasing down its target.
The Mythical-level player had fought Sandru many times before, and each time, he had been thoroughly suppressed by these ghosts.
If Sandru had not possessed relatively few ghosts like these, he might not have been able to escape.
However, judging from the number of ghosts around Sandru at present, the Mythical-level player realized that something was wrong.
"You were hiding your strength all along?"
"No. I merely advanced some matters. I wasn't hiding any strength from you. I'm still only level 15."
Sandru only answered the Mythical-level player's question. Then he waved his hand. There was no longer any need for this Mythical-level player.
Under Sandru's attack, a large number of ghosts, trailing white light, crashed into the Mythical-level player.
With every impact, the ghost triggered a self-detonation.
Each explosion was equivalent to the full-powered attack of a level-14 player.
One or two attacks would have been tolerable, but there were who knew how many thousands or tens of thousands of ghosts here.
One or two explosions meant nothing,