Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2731: Shadow Lord (4)
Chapter 2731 Shadow Lord (4)
"What?" Hearing Mobius Maiyu say this, Arthur immediately became unhappy: "I haven't proposed anything yet, how can you forcefully buy and sell, and this took my money away. Memory?!"
Though those memories he didn't have in the first place, were useless. Rather than being "taken away", Arthur jumped directly from 1428 AD to 1431 AD while traveling in time. The memory of those three years did not belong to him, it seemed that another "Aslan" manipulated his body to move.
But, maybe not. He might have arrived in this different world in 1428, and he has been acting in line with Aslan as "Aslan". It's just that he forgot all about it. Mobius took Arthur's memory for three years without asking Arthur's consent at all, which inevitably made people angry.
"However, you have no choice." The Abyssal Demon seems to have seen through Arthur's thoughts: "Without [Necromancy Specialization], you cannot win."
It's a fact. Particularly irritating, but rational analysis, this is indeed the truth.
Arthur's forehead showed numerous blue veins.
"Let me ask, why do you want the memory of me three years ago?" Arthur hummed, "It should be just some boring life trivia that has no value at all. What are you doing here?"
"Huh." Rarely, Mobius, who usually speaks in a long tone, let out a very short hum, but did not answer Arthur.
The abyss are not mortals, they possess a vast intellect and power that human beings can never match. In theory, they lack nothing. Naturally, their thoughts are not something that the poor wisdom of mortals can guess.
"Forget it, I won't ask you." The King of Knights only felt that his whole body lost his strength, and there was a feeling of "I should be very angry, but I can't get angry". The last time I felt this way was when Joan of Arc (Greenville) refused to go back to the world 900 years ago with him.
The Abyss Library is boiling. A light came towards Arthur.
What should be a huge intellect has been reduced to several spells that have been optimized to the extreme. That's not just the method of "manipulating the undead", but also the most efficient way to get the corpses up and fight with the least amount of magic and concentration. Even the modes that the undead should act according to, and the follow-up effects when the mana is exhausted, have all been optimized into fixed spells.
The amount of intellect is not so great. This kind of practice of simplifying everything to the extreme, condensing and condensing knowledge, is the dream of mages. To be able to do this, "The Book of the Abyss" is indeed enough to make countless people who pursue this way crazy - it is of such great value.
After regaining his senses, Arthur found himself still sitting on the ice floes, reaching the mouth of the river. The army of mice hadn't chased after them, and the nearby beach was full of corpses.
The King of Knights sighed, jumped off the ice floe and dashed to the beach. A large number of crystal clusters appeared on his alchemy gloves, and these crystal clusters had strange enchantments, and they were magical purple-red. The King of Knights threw the crystal clusters like flying props, hitting the corpses lying on the beach one by one.
As planned, the dead rose to their feet.
Although Arthur dislikes necromancy, he really has no choice right now. Without a second thought, he'd be overwhelmed by a raging swarm of rats in a minute. Today, hundreds of corpses throughout the arena have been transformed into necromancers, and they are all under the command of Arthur alone.
Arthur used this "necromancy crystal dart" to turn all the surrounding birds and beasts into undead. These birds and beasts with finger-sized purple crystal clusters on their bodies move as naturally as living creatures. Except for the whites of their eyes, they are almost indistinguishable from ordinary creatures.
"Let's fight back," ordered the King of Knights.
There are more than 100 undead warriors and about 300 undead birds and beasts at the scene.
The most powerful of these are the two necromancers transformed from the Pope's knights, who lead the charge and stand in the center of the battlefield.
Dozens of other necromantic warriors from the Holy See Crusaders raised their weapons and guarded the sides to support the necromancer knights. These are all experts in using weapons. Even if they become undead, their skilled movements of holding swords and shields have not changed at all. Some of the undead crusaders also raised their bows to shoot, and the posture of drawing the bows was full of strength.
The clergy (turned into necromancers) of the church were organized alongside the crusaders, and Arthur believed that these clergy were actually magicians who used various magic tricks during their lifetime. Magic is a technique that can only be cast by the living, because the photons consumed when casting magic requires a certain quantum level linkage with the brain before magic can be released. Now that the clergy had become undead, Arthur didn't think they would be able to cast magic anymore. But the clergy of the church will definitely bring all kinds of wonderful "magic" props to assist in casting what they call "miracles". Those wondrous magic tools are a means of attack in themselves.
Dozens of other civilians turned undead lined up on both sides with various home-made weapons in their hands to prevent sneak attacks from the rats from both sides. Although the undead that these civilians turned into are not strong in combat, the hoes and wooden sticks in their hands are enough to beat the mice to death. Plus all kinds of undead beasts, crows, and seabirds are on guard beside the civilians, and they'll help each other to bring down the tide of enemies.
Wars are fought in numbers. The number of enemies was still overwhelming, but Arthur had an idea in his mind, and he just had to put it into practice. The battle formation laid out like this can at least delay Arthur for a few minutes. But a few minutes is enough to turn Arthur into a victory!
In the distance, a shadow appeared in the middle of the black rat population that emerged.
"Long-awaited name, King Arthur." The shadow said suddenly, and the voice came directly into Arthur's mind, probably a kind of telepathy.
"It's a shame that the famous king of knights actually uses necromancy." The other party continued sarcastically.
Arthur's heart didn't waver at all, and he even wanted to laugh. I really miss it. Thinking back then, he was still a teenager, the servant of the lowest-ranking apprentice knight in the North Heaven Knights of Pantoracken. Since then, one of his main fighting methods has been "necromancy".
He cannot use formal magic due to his special constitution, but he has the blood of succubus in his body and can cast necromancy. Even so, what he could use was a basic and lowest level of necromancy, called "projection". That is to use the photons remaining on the corpses to create illusions, so that the shadow of Arthur appears near each corpse to confuse the enemy. Of course, those illusions couldn't participate in the battle, and they couldn't even stay away from those corpses. To put it bluntly, this technique was just a low-level blindfold. But back then, he relied on this kind of blindfolding to defeat one formidable opponent after another.
"The Great King of Knights" was not a great knight from the beginning, but a necromancer. Necromancy was King Arthur's starting point, and now he's just returning to that starting point.
The other party seemed to want to gather their forces before attacking Arthur, and decide the outcome with a wave of onslaughts, so the guy started to babble.
But Arthur's side still has his own plans, why doesn't he want to delay the time? Then drag it together.
"It's not ashamed, I don't bother your Excellency." Arthur hummed: "Your Excellency is the Great Mage Fernandez, right? It seems that you have used the "Abyss Tome" proficiently?"
"Compared with His Majesty King Arthur, there is still a gap." The figure sneered, walked slowly from the group of mice, and appeared at a distance that Arthur could just see but couldn't attack: "And corrected Come on. I'm no longer the Archmage of the Ivory Tower. I am, [Cardinal Fernandez]."
The shadow was wearing a dark red robe. His gray complexion and oily bald head were extremely weird. His eyes were still shining with red light, like a living devil wandering in the world. He really didn't leave the book in his hand, and he still held the "Magic Tome of the Abyss" in his right hand, as if he didn't know how much prejudice that strangely shaped metal book had brought him.
"Give it to me." He stretched out his other hand and asked for it from the King of Knights: "You should have two other books of the Abyssal Tome in your hand. Give them all to me, and I will consider letting you go with a small one. Fate. Anyway, your undead army of only a hundred people will never be able to defeat the army of thousands of familiars on my side. You will definitely lose!"
Familiar? Arthur thought to himself. What Fernandez manipulated was really not a necromancer. Because only the Book of the Abyss: Mantra of Vision in Arthur's hand is a related book describing necromancy, Fernandez does not own Mantra of Vision, and the power he can use is something else. The Book of the Abyss in the Cardinal's hand is probably a related book describing the manipulation of familiars, no matter the huge swarm of rats, the overwhelming swarm of locusts~IndoMTL.com~ or the swarm of piranhas in the river. It's a [Familiar] who made some kind of contract with Fernandez, and it's a [creature].
That being said, it's terrifying that this guy can control such a large number of familiars. In this way, "Vision Mantra" cannot fall into the hands of Fernandez. If he can control both the familiar and the undead, playing with the living and the dead at the same time, the consequences will be disastrous. After gaining the power to control the living and the dead at the same time, Fernandez may not need to suffer under the church to survive at all, but to become the king himself, and even want to rule the world.
"But, I refuse." The King of Knights summoned the [Legion---Shard-Winged Angel] and shouted: "Let's see if it's my [Necromancer] or yours who wins. [Familiar] Let's go!"
"Hahahaha! It's ridiculous!" Fernandez laughed arrogantly: "In front of my army of familiar demons, your undead are nothing at all! That small number of undead wants to compete with the rats? Don't be funny. !------ Anyway, since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you! When the familiar gnawed you to nothing but bones, I will look for the "Abyss Tome" from your luggage!"
The conversation came to an abrupt end, and the other party seemed to be fully prepared. Tens of thousands of rats turned into a tide of death, began to flock to the beach, and began to clash with Arthur's necromancer force!