The Strongest Necromancer With Evolution Traits - Chapter 207



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Kwajik!

Dark red skeletons with horns smashed enemies with overwhelming power.

An undead like a crumbling enemy.

However, the difference in power of different ranks was clearly revealed.

“Nonsense.”

Quenton, watching the scene, trembled.

After defeating Asran and finally becoming Morn’s chief disciple, he couldn’t hide his surprise when he saw undead suddenly appearing from nowhere.

“Dragon soldiers…”

Humanoid undead made from dragons that have now disappeared into legend.

As long as dragons were extinct, it was only natural for dragon soldiers to be scattered throughout history.

Dragon corpses and tombs, which are sometimes found, were too precious resources to this day, so I couldn’t even come up with the idea of ??turning them into dragon bottles.

In the first place, such ruins were managed at the national level or directly managed by organizations such as assemblies, so the probability of creating dragon soldiers converged to zero.

However, the undead that appeared in front of him was unmistakably the mercenary soldier he had read about in the ancient documents.

“whoever?”

Quenton, who had been using black magic at the barbarian camp, immediately used mana detect, but was unable to detect the opponent at all.

It’s like a ghost is singing.

“Black Mage. Did you finally decide to go out?”

Just in time, the giant of the Auror Master returned from the battlefield and approached Quenton.

However, Quenton did not have the energy to answer such a giant’s question.

Rather, he asked the giant in a trembling voice.

“Those undead. Was there a wizard around who seemed to be their sorcerer?”

“I don’t know. Looking at the undead, isn’t it the same warlock? Would you know better?”

Quenton bit his lip.

As far as he knew, there was no necromancer who dealt with dragon soldiers.

The least suspicious is Morn, his teacher, or Pycy, who is located in a neutral faction.

‘Did Morn notice what I’m plotting and come to interfere? Or is the capricious Pissy suddenly going crazy and helping them?’

It didn’t matter if the plans made by the other members of the rally collapsed, but the attack he launched himself had to succeed unconditionally.

If this thing went wrong, it was clear that his position would fall considerably.

It was clear that it would be a huge blow to Quenton, who was trying to get rid of Adrias and absorb Morne’s faction.

“What are you so anxious about? There are only a few hundred new enemies anyway. The number of undead you have raised is well over 10,000 units. Even if all four undead are defeated, our forces will still remain. It’s a fight you can’t lose.”

“That’s right.”

Quenton regained his composure and his complexion returned to normal.

His composure was shaken by the legendary existence of the dragon soldier, but nothing was wrong with the giant’s words.

Even if the enemies are powerful undead, their numbers are only in the hundreds.

On the other hand, the number of undead that Quenton continued to create was equal to the tens of thousands of soldiers who had died on this land in the meantime.

Of course, there was a limit to mana, so it was not possible to turn all of them into undead, but a necromancer of the size of Quenton could raise 10,000 undead.

‘but······.’

It was somehow ominous.

The masked swordsman at the forefront who appeared along with the dragon soldier was also unusual, and it felt bad from the fact that there was a variable.

“I must finish quickly.”

In order to get rid of this anxiety, the battle had to end quickly.

If only Borghien was captured, the situation could accelerate confusion by using it as a bridgehead to enter the empire’s territory.

“Wake up!”

Quenton raised the undead by squeezing his magic.

Soon after, a huge amount of undead swarmed and ran to the center of the battlefield where the battle was becoming fierce.

As expected of Quenton and Geohan, the swordsmen of Dragon Soldier and Mask were strong, but they had to be pushed back in front of the quantity.

They gradually began to be surrounded and began to kneel one by one.

“good. I’ll take those guys.”

Quenton, who had felt uneasy just a moment ago, was excited at the thought of winning the battle soon enough to obtain the dragon soldier’s body.

I was curious about who summoned the dragon soldier, but it was already gone.

The whole battle was Borgien’s defeat, no matter who saw it.

“huh?”

While watching the scene together, a warrior suddenly tilted his head at the shadow cast over his head in the barbarian camp.

Then, slowly raising his head, he opened his mouth at the sight of an unbelievable being.

“iced coffee?”

Questions that I couldn’t bear to express properly flowed, and other people soon noticed the strange phenomenon.

“iced coffee! Poetry, God is in the sky!”

Suddenly someone shouted, and soon after looking up at the sky, Quenton and Geohan rubbed their eyes at the appearance of an unbelievable being.

“Dragon?”

Quenton murmured and soon the huge dragon flying in the sky dropped something that was holding onto its leg in the middle of the battlefield.

Whoops——–!

Dust rises with a huge explosion, and the impact alone shatters Quenton’s undead.

What fell was a giant with a greatsword the size of his body on his back.

“does not make sense······.”

Before Quenton’s words were finished,

The giant let out a roar and began swinging his greatsword.

-Uuuuuuuuuuuu!

Aaaaaaang——!

**

Magner stopped thinking about it any longer.

At first, when the undead with unusual appearances helped them, they just thought of using them somehow.

It was as desperate as it was, and we fought together with the feeling of grabbing at least a straw.

Fortunately, the dark red undead and the masked swordsman with fluttering clothes on top of black armor only attacked the undead.

Rather, it was possible to confirm that they were definite allies because they showed the appearance of trying to protect themselves.

But even with their strength, it was still not enough.

There was no end to the undead created by the enemy warlocks, and only a few hundred reinforcements came to help.

It was only a matter of time before they were annihilated like this.

“It is beyond the power of humans to solve it.”

It must have been a matter of time.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

As the giant, almost as tall as a castle wall, swung a huge sword, uncountable numbers of undead were swept away.

A truly catastrophic destructive force.

Thanks to this, there was plenty of time in front of the castle gate, so Magner, the knights who followed him, and even Vivian were able to see the scene.

– Crowra la la la!

The monster was not one.

Giants were also giants, but the existence that should be called a real monster was in the sky.

Wings with nothing but leather left.

A body with bones exposed in places.

However, because of that, the Bone Dragon, which looked even more threatening, was attacking the ground from the sky.

“Are we dreaming?”

“I want to think of it as a dream too.”

While Magner and Horan were talking, Vivian’s eyes were not on the monster battle that took place in the middle of the battlefield, but on the masked swordsman.

‘I’m used to it.’

The mask swordsman used a sword that was faithful to the basic skills.

But that never meant that he was weak.

Rather, because there was no superfluity, he was crushing enemies around him with maximum efficiency with minimal movement.

“Adrias?”

Vivian knew that the masked swordsman was not Adrias.

However, it seemed that Adrias could be seen somehow from his sword.

As if they had learned the same sword…

Fuhuaaaaaaa——–!

Her thoughts were cut off by a sudden burst of magical power.

When he turned his head, a dragon wearing a monstrous crown was pouring his breath onto the ground.

“That technique can’t stop even the Auror Master.”

“Is that the dragon from the legend? None of the legends were wrong!”

The range of the breath was wide and powerful.

With a single attack, the land filled with undead became a land of death in the true sense of the word.

“That dragon won’t attack us?”

“I don’t even want to imagine. Fighting something like that and dying would be worse than being trampled by an ant.”

As the undead were swept away, the barbarians’ camp began to show signs of withdrawing.

The appearance of monsters like natural disasters seemed to eventually back down.

At the same time, the undead began to crumble.

It was Quenton’s choice as he felt that fighting no longer had any meaning in the face of the mythical beings of giant ghouls and bone dragons.

“Enemies retreat…”

Someone slowly brought out the situation that was happening in front of their eyes.

I couldn’t believe it, so the words had no power.

“Are the enemies retreating?”

Soon, another soldier also questioned the retreat of the enemies in the distance.

“Enemies retreat!”

Soon, the voice contained confidence and cheers.

All of the undead that filled the gates, except for the friendly ones, collapsed, and the people watching collapsed in tears.

Unlike before, when he collapsed in despair, it was a relaxed and joyful action.

“I saved Borgijen!”

“We blocked it! No, God took care of us!”

The people of Borghien broke out in hoarse voices and shouts of joy and tears.

But Magner couldn’t relax.

“It’s not over yet! Wake!”

Although the savages have withdrawn, there are still unidentified beings left.

If those giants or dragons, no, even if the black and red undead attacked, Borgien would be in serious danger.

Dalgrak.

However, the undead began to disappear somewhere as if the boundaries of Magner were meaningless.

It was behind the hill they appeared on.

And the dragon, which had shown monstrous power along with the undead, took the giant and flew up with difficulty, just like the first time.

As soon as they all disappeared, it was the Borghien people who felt like all of this was a dream.

“They must be warriors sent by God! They are definitely the spirits of our ancestors who protected this land!”

Someone shouted, squinting their bloodshot eyes.

Then, he began to bow in the direction in which the dark red undead had disappeared.

“Thank you for saving these ugly descendants!”

“thank you!”

When one person came out, you and I followed him and started to bow down.

Magner stared at the hill, watching it despondently.

“What the hell was it?”

It was Magner who started to get confused as to whether he was really dreaming.

**

“hmm······.”

While enjoying dinner with Marquis Claudia, he lost his balance and stumbled.

The Marquis asked me with a subtle look at my sudden action.

“Lord Cromwell, are you all right?”

“······yes. it’s okay. I had a little dizziness.”

I struggled to get myself back up and corrected my posture.

Crybmahe, this baby.

Even though I told you not to use the breath, I ended up using it out of excitement.

“Your complexion is pale. It doesn’t look all right at all, so let’s have a meal and rest.”

“I am sorry for worrying you. I will accept the favor and rise first.”

I wanted to hold on even forcefully, but the breath from earlier was a fatal blow.

No matter how much mana I had, I couldn’t stand this.

Returning to the room, I canceled the summons of Krivmacher and Ludo.

Nickel and Harungel’s mercenary soldiers were still reserved for emergencies.

“I will live for a while.”

The further the distance from the summoned beast, the higher the mana sensitivity and mana required.

The reason why I came to the Claudia marquis family was because it was good to create an alibi while not being too far away from Borghien, where the war broke out this time.

‘An unexpected necromancer.’

In fact, if I had blocked it with only Borgijen’s power, I would not have dared to step forward, but a variable has arisen.

As I prepared in advance, I blocked it well, but somehow it felt like the activities of the black magicians were speeding up.

‘Borgijen stopped. But there will be many unexpected situations in the future.’

A playable could die in the process, so the war had to end as quickly as possible.

And that plan has already been devised to some extent.

“I need to contact you.”

I raised my tired body thinking of someone.

End