A surge of immense psionic Psionic Energy erupted, instantly sending Weber, who was unleashing a close-quarters combo, flying.
The vampire duke forcibly steadied himself in mid-air and looked at his opponent again, only to find that although the person's appearance—no, his bone structure—had not changed at all, his aura was completely different from before.
He stretched out a hand and grabbed at the air, and the semi-transparent figure formed from Psionic Energy Manifestation instantly vanished.
A large amount of Psionic Energy surged into his body through his arm, causing each crystal cluster to enter a state of over-charging, emitting a faint, dried-blood-colored light.
On the battlefield below, the skeleton soldiers, who had just repelled the first wave of vampire attacks, had discovered new enemies surging in from all sides.
The disappearance of the tall, phantom-like figure in the sky startled them for a moment.
Everyone, including the Border Garrison Warlord, couldn't help but raise their heads to check the battle situation in the sky, only to see that after the skeletal phantom disappeared, [ Nether Crossing ] shone like the sun.
Thank goodness, the congressman is still alive!
And it doesn't seem like they've been at a disadvantage...
Although he himself had never seen such a scene, Commander-in-Chief Chalco immediately broadcast a message to reassure the troops:
"The councilor is safe and sound! Everyone prepare for battle!"
The other warlords reacted quickly and shouted similar words, because the only way to survive was to fight to the death.
This is the central region of the Demon Realm, a foreign land. If the entire army is wiped out here, and no remains are brought back to the Sand Capital, there will be no way to revive them.
So now, even though the Blood Corpse are everywhere, all they can do is do what they are supposed to do.
"Kill!"
With Chalco's roar, the prepared skeletons clashed head-on with the raging horde of corpses.
Meanwhile, a woman named Kailun, who wished to remain anonymous, had already found a corner to watch the show.
Her appearance was so unusual that as long as one didn't approach rashly or run away, the skeleton soldiers would simply pretend she didn't exist and wouldn't accidentally harm her.
Her identity as a vampire marquis also protects her from attacks by the Blood Corpse.
It could be said that in this world, at this moment, Kailun was the most relaxed person.
Unfortunately, she wasn't the real Kailun Rosalind, but rather... Kailun Hall.
Honestly, Hall really wanted to cause trouble, but she also knew perfectly well that although Weber seemed powerful, he was essentially just an ordinary duke.
How much chaos can such a minor character cause?
Wait, wait for a bigger fish to bite!
With that thought in mind, Hall turned his gaze back to the sky.
The two people there had been facing each other in silence for several seconds.
Weber, who had been knocked back by the Psionic Energy shock, regrouped while watching the enemy ahead who had entered an overload state—he dared not make a move rashly.
The Nether Crossing before him lay motionless, the Psionic Energy fire in its eyes extinguished, making it appear as if... it were dead.
But Weber knew this was impossible.
At this moment, [ Nether Crossing ] is like a balloon that has been overfilled with gas, teetering on the edge of exploding, but not dead. Instead, he is at his peak.
Based on past combat experience, when facing such an enemy, it is best to wait for the opponent to make a move before taking action. After all, as long as a balloon has a vent, it will only leak air little by little and will not explode directly.
At this moment, [ Nether Crossing ] finally made a move again.
The Psionic Energy fire reignited, its intensity dazzling even under the reflection of the crystal clusters covering its body.
[ Nether Crossing ] slowly stretched out his hand, but only one of his four arms.
The crystal clusters began to grow from his spine, coiling around his upper arm like creeping roots of a plant, and then moved forward, heading straight for his outstretched palm.
Although it was composed of pure crystal clusters, the discerning Weber could immediately discern the plant habits beneath them.
Although its growth rate is somewhat slow, it seems unstoppable.
A few breaths later, a translucent flower bud composed of crystal clusters gradually materialized in [ Nether Crossing's ] palm.
[ Nether Crossing ], who had reached out his hand forward, finally spoke again:
"I don't like to say unnecessary things during battle, but let me reintroduce myself anyway:"
"My name is Sailesi Richter, and you will die here today."
"Delusional!"
Weber roared and instantly increased his speed to the maximum, launching a reckless attack!
But Sailesi remained standing in mid-air, his feet firmly planted, only his outstretched hand clenched tightly.
It was as if the countless beautiful Dream of Rebirth had shattered into countless points of light, falling like stardust onto the battlefield below.
At the same moment, Weber's strongest and fastest attack had already struck Sailesi's body.
The vampire grand duke's all-out attack was neither a gnawing of sharp teeth, nor an irresistible devouring, nor a swarm of Blood Worm that blotted out the sky, but rather... Psionic Energy Burst.
That's right, at this moment when power and speed are most needed, Weber Rosalind, the vampire duke, actually used pure Psionic Energy means!
That's a classic spell that accumulates Psionic Energy to a single point and then detonates it. Its advantage is that it's incredibly powerful and has no projectile trajectory, making it difficult to detect. Its disadvantage is that it's easy to dodge because it's cast from a fixed point.
Most importantly, this technique will have different styles depending on the user.
In terms of casting speed alone, Weber is clearly the best.
Realizing he needed to deliver a swift and devastating blow, Weber almost instinctively unleashed the spell.
Thanks to his deliberate concealment, his opponents clearly did not expect him to possess this ability.
The Psionic Energy detonation point was located in the skull's chest cavity. He watched as the ball of Psionic Energy instantly expanded, tearing the enemy's body into dust invisible to the naked eye.
it's over.
Weber thought this, and then he noticed the unusual silence around him.
A captivating voice suddenly rang out:
"Delusion?
"A very good word."
"This perfectly describes the scene you just witnessed."
"Wh... what?"
Weber stared incredulously at the empty space where the enemy was no longer present, completely bewildered as to where the voice in his mind had come from.
" Psionic Energy Burst, tsk tsk, what a brilliant move."
Sailesi's voice reappeared, sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, like a stereo sound:
"I never expected that in such a critical moment, you would instinctively use a spell."
Realizing he had been tricked, Weber completely ignored his opponent's words and his mind raced as he considered a countermeasure:
"When exactly...?"
"Although part of it is due to Blood Poison infection, your skin color is still off."
"Illusion? Or a hallucination?"
"Your ears are rather long, your skin is rather fair, and your limbs are rather thin; your proportions are quite different from those of a human."
"There must be a core that can break through the illusion... Where is it?"
Weber had nowhere to go, while the elusive Sailesi had already made his conclusion:
"Although I've never seen one alive, you're actually a rare lich..."