Baiyi gestured for everyone to calm down. He quickly scanned through the memories that the Voidwalkers had shared with him and listened to Vidomina's narration. Finally, he had a rough idea of what had happened during the time that he was away from the Void.
When Baiyi left, the Grandruler had used the Law Fragment to launch a large-scale invasion of Isythre. The Grandruler did not give the Voidwalkers any time to inform the Voidwalkers. This invasion was not as simple as just throwing a bunch of undead into Isythre. Instead, it was similar to what he had done to the two villages. The Grandruler had merged the entire realm of Duat with Isythre!
This was definitely a scene that was difficult to imagine and describe with words. When the two planes overlapped, everything became illusory, like shadows, alternating and flickering. The mountain peaks overlapped, but they also existed independently. The earth overlapped, but the colors were distinct. One could even see the mountain peaks appearing in the clouds. The river flowed through the ruins. The city seemed to be in its original position, but in the next second, it could appear in an unfamiliar wasteland.
The entire realm of Isythre had entered a state of nothingness, yet it was also real. It flickered constantly, as if the two realms were about to be destroyed at any moment.
This was a phenomenon that no one had ever experienced before. The people of Isythre were plunged into a state of panic, and under such circumstances, they were greeted with the undead's butcher's knife …
According to the statistics so far, about 500,000 people had died in this disaster, and turned into undead spirits under the special influence of the Duat Plane. They brandished the butcher's knife against their kin and companions. At the same time, more than 30 cities of various sizes had been completely destroyed, and the people had been plunged into misery and suffering.
The only thing worth rejoicing about was that after paying a terrible price, the humans finally achieved the final victory. As for the process of the battle, it was a long and complicated process that needed to be explained bit by bit from the beginning.
According to the chronology of the battle, let's start with the Voidwalkers being teleported away and Baiyi's disappearance.
Under the Grandruler's magnificent maneuver, all the Voidwalkers, except Baiyi, were thrown in front of the Undead Lords. Almost every Voidwalker was surrounded by a swarm of undead spirits. If it had been any other Soul Armature, they would have been pulverized by a single swing of his blade.
"Heh, what a familiar smell." The Hitman Walker sighed. He reached into his storage pouch and pulled out a pair of two-handed axes. His body began to spin rapidly, and golden combat chi blades, representing the power of a demigod, burst forth from his body, forming a dazzling lotus around him.
As a result, the undead around him took off in droves like rain. In just a few breaths, the area within a hundred meters around him was cleared out. Those undead who were originally not afraid of death were shocked by this aura and did not dare to take another step forward.
A martial artist who could intimidate the undead was an existence like the God of Death himself.
"You must have been an extremely powerful martial artist when you were alive …" Skeleton King Galsery said in a low voice as he waved his hand, signaling his skeletons to retreat. "To be able to exchange blows with an opponent like you is something I've been looking forward to for thousands of years. As a skeleton, I even feel a little blessed." As he spoke, a pair of bone swords materialized in his hands. They were also two-handed greatswords. It seemed that he was also a powerful warrior.
Unexpectedly, the Hitman Walker shook his head and replied in a serious tone, "I'm not a martial artist. I'm an assassin." Then, before the skeleton could react, the Hitman Walker lunged at the Skeleton King. The two swords in his hands were imbued with golden combat chi, and they shone brilliantly. The Hitman Walker swung them at the Skeleton King's head.
Although the Skeleton King did not understand why his opponent would joke in such a dire situation, his reflexes as a powerful warrior allowed him to imbue his bone swords with two green streams of undead energy in time to block the Hitman Walker's attack.
When the two forces collided, it was like an explosion, triggering a tsunami-like airwave. The skeletons that were slightly closer to the battle could not react in time and were blown into pieces by the airwave. Every time their weapons clashed, there would be an explosion like this. In just a few short minutes, there was nothing left around the two of them except a gray wilderness.
"Tsk tsk, what a crude battle … These martial artists will never learn to be reserved and elegant their entire lives. So what if they're powerful? They're still like two bulls wrestling. Don't expect them to understand the mystery and elegance of the soul and death. "The Lich Walker sensed the shockwaves caused by the collision of forces in the distance. It seemed to be disdainful of such a battle. Then, it turned to the other Lich and asked," Am I right? "
Right now, he was standing on a sand dune with the lush green Saint Quartz Staff in his hand, surrounded by uncountable undead spirits. Opposite him stood another Lich. It did not look as calm as the Demigod-level Lich. The green flames in its eye sockets were dancing wildly, proving that it was trying its best to fight the Lich.
"Haha, if even death can't teach you to be calm, then why do you still dare to appear in front of me?" The Lich Walker asked in amusement when he saw his opponent's panic. At the same time, he waved his staff slightly, signaling the undead under his command to pounce on their original master.
The Lich King Modo was on the verge of breaking down. When he saw the opponent that the Great Emperor had chosen for him, he was a little excited. This fellow who also had the appearance of a skeleton and held a staff looked like an amateur. He did not think that a Lich born in the world of the living would be a match for a real Lich that had been immersed in the world of the dead.
So, he said arrogantly, "Poor imposter, try your best to please me! That way, I might be happier and show you the essence of Necromancy, so that you can understand what a real Lich should be like. "
After hearing this, the green soul fire in the eye sockets of one of the Lich's undead followers flickered slightly. It looked like he was smiling? Then, he replied, "Who gave you the courage, Liang Jingru?"
One had to admit that Smelly Bones had been learning how to make jokes and ridicule people recently. However, he was not very good at it, and it was easy for him to make mistakes. However, he would not make any mistakes when it came to necromancy. Before the undead that were pouncing on him could get halfway, they saw the tip of his green staff flash with an evil green halo. Then, they turned around and pounced on their original masters.
The Lich King Modo was shocked. Even his gray bones turned white. The fire in his eye sockets danced rapidly. He had no idea what his opponent had done. How could his subordinate be taken away in an instant, and he could not even react in time?
So, the two Liches began a competition of necromancy. Unfortunately, as they fought, the Lich's side gathered more and more servants, while Modo's side only had a few little skeletons left. He was now a pitiful commander without an army.
"How … How is this possible?!" The Lich King, who was unusually confident, snapped. His previous arrogance and aura were nowhere to be seen. "How could a mere imposter from the world of the living force me to this extent?"
"Hehe. You can't even imagine what happens to the dead when they appear in the world of the living. You are too weak." The Lich King laughed sinisterly. He waved his green staff and cast the forbidden spell he was proud of: Soul Annihilation, Fine-Tuning Version 1.3.
This fine-tuning version of Soul Annihilation looked much simpler than the spell he had cast in the simulated battle against the Archmage. The gigantic shadow of the Grim Reaper that blotted out the sky did not appear. In its place was the shadow of a charmingly naive hammerhead shark plushie. It was about the same size as the one Mia had, and it was wearing a tattered cloak and a hood. Its tail was waving wildly, and its two fins were holding a scythe that was even bigger than its body. The Lich King swung the scythe at the Lich King with all its might.
That was why the Lich King, who had lived a pampered life, had half of his soul annihilated without any resistance. Although he wasn't dead yet, it was necessary for a Lich to scatter his soul to hide himself or use a Soul Box to preserve his life. The Lich King wasn't incapable of that.
However, he had greatly underestimated the power of Soul Annihilation. In the previous battle with the Lich King, he had purposely retrieved a lot of his scattered souls. Therefore, when the Grim Reaper's scythe landed on him, the Lich King's strength was greatly diminished, and he almost lost his ability to fight.
"Weak," the Lich King muttered to himself. He waved his hand, summoning the Grim Reaper to his side. The Lich King reached out with his metallic bony hands and caressed the creature gently.
At this point, Baiyi could not help but interrupt the Memory Recall. He asked in the Void, "Why did you change the forbidden spell to look like this? Are you actually a funny character who hides his true strength? "
"What's the point of looking like a forbidden spell like this? Why don't I make it look like something you guys like? Maybe I'll be able to find a successor in the future, "the Lich King replied with a straight face.
'What kind of successor would want to learn how to summon a Grim Reaper?!' Baiyi was speechless. He continued to browse through the Memory Recall.
Compared to the Hitman Walker, who was evenly matched in strength, and the Lich King, who was unstoppable, the Blacksmith Walker's situation was much more serious. He was not a combatant, so he had to rely on the weapons he had made himself. This time, however, when he saw how strong his team was, he decided to cosplay, so he did not bring any real weapons with him. Instead, he brought a bunch of cosplay items with him.
In the end, when he faced the swarm of undead, he deeply understood the sorrow of human weapons. Once they ran out of ammunition, they were not even as useful as fire sticks.
The Blacksmith Walker's team quickly fell into a disadvantageous position. He had used up all his magic bullets, and he had used up all his magic grenades. All he had left was a bunch of useless cosplay items.
Then, he shook his head helplessly. Looking at the scattered bullet casings on the ground, he lamented, "This kind of desolation and despair is actually a kind of romance, isn't it? It's such a waste of the equipment that everyone worked so hard to craft … "
The Blacksmith Walker's Magic Replica Assault Rifle fell lifelessly to the ground, and its bullet casings flew everywhere. The Blacksmith Walker's body was instantly engulfed by the undead, and his body was disassembled into parts.
Then, a dazzling white light flashed from the parts, exploding into a spectacular mushroom cloud. The undead spirits gradually disappeared in the noise and flames of the explosion.
Looking at the scene, Baiyi could vaguely feel a sense of solemnity and solemnity.
The Blacksmith Walker's soul, of course, was still in the Void. After all, the Blacksmith Walker had used high-end VR equipment, so his body was unharmed.
"What do you think? Doesn't this romance suit a man's taste and taste? " The Blacksmith Walker's voice boasted in the void. "It's a bit of a mess, but at least I've killed all the enemies in front of me. I've learned a lot from this battle, though. I'll have my students make more bullets, grenades, and explosives. I think I'll need a bazooka as well, isn't it? But that's a bit too much. Maybe I should change to a Power Armor first? "
'Did this guy really learn his lesson? Why does it sound like he's going to cosplay more professionally? '
The Blacksmith Walker and the Lich Walker had ended their battle, and the Hitman Walker was still engaged in his own battle. Only the Scholar Walker and the Assassin Walker were left. First, the Scholar Walker had to face off against the Phantom King, Chama.
Ghosts were different from other undead. They were quite weak in terms of physical combat ability, but they were good at attacking the enemy's soul directly and using all kinds of evil spells. At the same time, because they had a spiritual structure, many attacks were ineffective against them. In addition, ordinary people did not know how to protect their own souls, which made ghosts very difficult to deal with …
However, the result was that the Scholar Walker had to face off against a horde of phantoms led by the Phantom King, Chama. Both sides stood still and exchanged spells.
Did they really give up on their most threatening tactics?
Yes, it was stupid, but there was nothing they could do about it. The Scholar Walker was an academic who did not know how to fight. The phantoms did try to attack the Scholar Walker's soul at first, but when the phantoms charged at the Scholar Walker, it was as if nothing had happened. The Scholar Walker stood still, chanting a long incantation.
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