
As the battle began, Julia and Fat Tiger rushed out first. Roy ordered Fat Tiger to intercept the flying bone dragon from the sky. This gigantic skeleton was the most suitable for Fat Tiger to face, and Julia's target was the knights and death rebels.
And Roy used magic to support from behind. Among the troops under Arantir, the number of skeletal soldiers and zombies was at least three to four times more than Cassandra. If he ignored these skeletal soldiers, Cassandra's army would soon collapse, so Roy's main target was this skeleton and zombie army.
Except for vampires, dark curses like Suffering were useless to most undead, so it was better to attack them directly. Roy raised his hand, and the Ice Storm instantly enveloped Arantir's front row.
A large and sharp black ice nail emerged from thin air and struck the ground like a torrential rain, clearing the fragile skeletons of soldiers and zombies as they landed! There were only a few left .. There were tens of thousands of skeletal soldiers and zombies! Seeing this, Arantir could not help his surprise. Isn't the range of this demonic magic too great ?!
In fact, not to mention the tens of thousands of skeletal warriors, even if there were hundreds of thousands, Roy could clear them all at once. After all, when Roy used all of his strength, his magic coverage could even affect the entire city.
The vanguard was empty, and Cassandra used the opportunity to order the troops to advance towards Arantir. But at this moment, Arantir's counterattack arrived.
As he waved the staff in his hand, a green magical light enveloped the battlefield. The broken bones left behind by the skeletal army, which had been destroyed by the Ice Storm, suddenly moved again under the light of this spell. In the next instant, as if an invisible hand was pushing and assembling it, these broken bones actually automatically reshaped the skeletal army once more!
Although their bones were filled with cracks, these skeletal warriors were still moving. They reformed the front lines to block Cassandra's forces and fought against the skeletal army under her control.
“Raise Dead?” Roy frowned as he immediately realized what spell Arantir was using.
Although undead creatures looked terrifying and looked like skeletons, the combat effectiveness of most undeads was actually relatively weak. After losing their flesh body, their movements would become stiffer, and their strength would definitely be reduced substantially compared to when they were alive. Similarly, after losing their souls, they could only obey orders, and it was impossible for them to react on the spot. When the opponent slashed at them, they would only meet the enemy without dodging, making them more likely to receive injuries.
Normally, the overall combat power of such an army would definitely be drastically reduced, but it would be very different from a necromancer leading an undead army!
And the most important ability of a necromancer is this ‘Raise Dead’ spell!
Think about it . Although it was very easy for a living person to kill these undead, necromancers cast this spell, causing them to bounce back. They would be cut down and stand up repeatedly. They do not recognize fatigue and will continue to deplete your stamina. As long as they could catch a bit of your carelessness, they would be able to kill you. Who would not be afraid of such an opponent?
Roy is facing the same situation now. Although he could use Ice Storm to clear this skeletal army again, as long as Arantir used magic, they would rise again. If this continues, it will be a magic power consumption competition with Arantir. Although Roy has the high-speed magic power recovery effect of the Cold Winter Armor and will not be afraid of a battle of attrition, what is the point?
I had to make them completely unable to move! Roy thought while releasing magic again.
This time, he did not use Ice Storm. Instead, he let the frost and black snow directly drift to where the Arantir skeleton army was located. The temperature in the desert began to drop dramatically.
Under the influence of low temperatures, Arantir's skeletal army began to slow down. As the temperature dropped again, the thick ice began to condense on these bones, and in the end, they all froze into ice sculptures! And Cassandra clearly realized Roy's intentions. Under his control, his skeleton warriors did not attack this frozen skeleton but rushed through the gap between them, completely ignoring the ice sculptures.
These skeletal soldiers and zombies are all crippled …
He did not expect that he would be suppressed by demonic magic at the beginning of the battle. Arantir's eyes sparkled as he quickly waved the staff in his hand. He first threw the Air Shield and Protection from Water at himself. He knew very well that the enemy had fewer troops, and it was possible for him to resort to decapitation tactics and directly attack the leader. And the demons opposite him were very good at using air magic and water magic (lightning and ice magic were classified into these two categories in Ashan), so he had to ensure his safety first.
As expected, Roy thought the same. When Arantir had just finished his defensive magic, Roy's Death Finger had arrived! Black lightning flashed from Roy's fingertips, pierced through the night sky, traversed over a kilometer, and almost instantly arrived in front of Arantir. Then, as if crashing into an invisible wall, it exploded!
If not for Arantir's quick reaction, he would have been hit!
Arantir's magic power is quite strong. This Air Shield blocked Roy's powerful lightning and did not disappear. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Arantir began to counterattack.
His mental strength spread and enveloped Cassandra's undead army. The skeletal army immediately went into great chaos and started attacking their friend without distinguishing between friend and foe.
“Master, he fought with me to control this skeleton army!” Cassandra hurriedly reported to Roy.
“Steady on!” Roy actually didn't think Cassandra's skeleton soldiers would be of much use. “Just affect his energy!”
“Ya sir!” Cassandra said nothing more and began to focus on fighting Arantir.
Roy turned his gaze to Fat Tiger and Julia. Right now, Fat Tiger and Julia are in trouble. Julia fought against the knights and death rebels. Relying on the advantages of being able to fly quickly and the power of hellfire, he had killed several death knights and rebels one after another since the battle began. But the moss behind Arantir gave support to the knights of death. The lich shot out countless death rays towards Julia, destroying her magic shield. The corrosive strength contained in the death ray damaged Julia's armor and injured her body slightly. At this moment, he did not dare to continue attacking the death knights but continued flying in the air, dodging the death rays fired by the moss.
On the side of Fat Tiger, he was surrounded by several bone dragons. Fat Tiger was very big, but the dragon bone was also not small. Although these dragon bones maintained their dragon skeletons, after losing their flesh, they also lost the dragon magical power, so they could only rely on the remaining dragon fangs and claws to fight Fat Tiger. Although Fat Tiger had three heads and had a wide area attack, Fat Tiger was still bitten and howled when this bone dragon, who was not afraid of pain, exchanged wounds with him.
Roy noticed that at the place where the dragon bone bit Fat Tiger, very little blood was flowing out. But strangely it shriveled around the wound, as if the muscle tissue there had completely lost its vitality.
This was probably the most frightening ability of the dragon bone: aging! Perhaps due to the contamination of death strength, dragon bones had a chance to have this aging ability when they were born. This ability was not a time magic, but rather a kind of poison. The attacked enemy will experience a fast metabolism in a short time and deplete their nutrients, so it quickly ages and dies. The strength of Fat Tiger was higher than these bone dragons, and he could easily knock them down and suppress them. As long as Fat Tiger bit the dragon bone, the powerful bite force would crush their bones. However, there were dozens of bone dragons, but Fat Tiger was alone. After destroying some dragon bones, there will soon be some more bone dragons coming to attack Fat Tiger. In fact, this bone dragon will even be revived by Arantir’s Raise Dead. If this continued, Fat Tiger would die under the siege of the dragon bone sooner or later.
Looking at the situation, Roy had no doubts at all. He threw the Bloodlust and Lightning Shield at Fat Tiger to make it easier to deal with them. As for Julia, Roy gave her the Ice Shield, making rings of ice clothes around her to block the death ray.
After doing this, Roy crossed the entire battlefield and instantly arrived above Arantir. He reached out his hand to summon Frostmourne and slashed at Arantir!
Clangs! Arantir picked up his staff just in time to block Roy's attack.
But under Roy's powerful slash, the undead warhorse under Arantir knelt down. The bone in his knee was broken, and his entire body was pressed into the yellow sand.
With the undead warhorse as a buffer, Arantir rolled awkwardly and escaped from Roy's sword. As he stood up, he did not hesitate at all. He slammed his cane into the ground and shouted, “Asha used it all! Come out, Incarnation of Death! ”
Roy had just flashed behind Arantir and was planning to stab him with his sword. But he did not expect that a huge magic formation would appear on the ground with Arantir's body at its center. Roy was in a magic formation and could only come out when he saw the situation was bad.
In the next instant, a giant claw emerged from the ground, right where Roy had just been. It was a dragon claw that was unrivalled!
Although it still looked like a skeleton, the claw was covered in a black death fog. With a single click, the dragon claw squeezed in place. After failing to pinch Roy, he turned around and hit the ground, causing a huge sandstorm.
Right after, another identical giant claw drilled out. With the support of two claws, a dragon head with the same black death fog shot out from the sand…