The Necromancer Who Was Despised - The Necromancer Who Was Despised chapter 274

However, the bishops, master, and Saintess were safe.

Thanks to the dispersed attack power, their separate defense barriers were damaged but maintained their shape, while the priests around them suffered massive damage.

In just one hit, hundreds of priests were engulfed in flames, and even the holy knights’ divine power-filled armor couldn’t block the flames.

Moreover, as they had dispersed the power to protect themselves, the breath spread even further, and the soldiers also suffered damage from the breath.

The attack that the priests and holy knights couldn’t withstand.

They couldn’t have withstood it even if they wanted to.

The horrific sight was so overwhelming that even the 6 Kingdom Alliance Army trembled momentarily.

“I wonder how strong he was when he was alive.”

The breath that Tinos is using now has this much power, so I wonder how strong he was when he was alive.

It’s a dragon that even the demon king couldn’t defeat, so it’s no wonder they had to gang up on it….

I suppressed the anxiety that suddenly arose and prepared the undead outside.

The reason I used a breath that consumes a lot of magic from the start was this.

I also intended to save the 6 Kingdom Alliance Army, which was on the verge of collapse.

However, what’s more important is that I had to prevent the Empire from intervening until my powers were ready.

There was a way to prepare from a distance, but if I did that, the 6 Kingdom Alliance would have completely collapsed, and the surprise effect would have been lost.

In reality, by suddenly revealing myself near the battlefield and using my breath, the Empire suffered a huge loss.

The death of hundreds of priests and holy knights, as well as thousands of soldiers, was a significant blow to their military power, and it also had the effect of instantly killing their morale, which had been soaring high.

However, the saint was not an easy opponent.

[Have mercy on the lambs.]

As she drew the holy symbol and recited a short prayer, the contaminated holy land was restored to its original state in an instant.

The flames that had been attached to the bodies of the priests, holy knights, and soldiers began to subside rapidly.

I was amazed by the sight.

“Can you calm the black flames?”

To be exact, she had consumed a vast amount of divine power to extinguish my magic along with hers.

It seemed like she had made that choice because my magic wouldn’t die out as long as hers remained….

Her situation assessment was quick, and her response was appropriate.

At the same time, it was astonishing that she possessed a vast amount of divine power, allowing her to do so.

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“After all, she’s the Empire’s saint….”

She might have equipment that’s not inferior to mine, or perhaps even surpasses it.

They’re the kind of people who would use the relics of other sects as bait to lure in the black star.

The relics possessed by the Empire were of a level that couldn’t be compared to those of individuals, both in terms of quantity and quality.

The saint who had performed such a miracle had a stiff expression on her face.

I knew the reason well.

“It’s going to be difficult.”

The saint could forcibly calm my black flames, but she couldn’t heal the wounds caused by it.

Those who were severely injured would soon lose their lives.

To treat them, she would need an enormous amount of divine power, and the amount available was unknown, but it would certainly be more than what she had just used, so she would be hesitant.

“Even if we treat them, it’s practically a burden.”

It’s difficult to recover in the current situation.

In other words, a massive burden had been placed in the middle of the battlefield.

It wasn’t something that could be easily abandoned.

Most of them were priests and holy knights.

As they were elite troops who had come from outside the Empire, it would be difficult to give up on such talented individuals.

As the hesitation deepened and we couldn’t move carelessly, I was able to deploy all my undead troops and the allied forces of the heteromorph union began to reveal themselves one by one.

After telling Bert to provide support as soon as he was ready, I led my undead troops into battle.

We had to keep pushing forward even though the chaos hadn’t fully subsided.

The empire’s troops hastily set up their defense lines upon seeing the 5,000-strong undead army, mostly consisting of high-ranking undead.

We pushed back the wounded and turned the soldiers who were focused on the 6 Kingdoms Alliance towards us.

In reality, we had missed the perfect opportunity to crush the 6 Kingdoms Alliance.

“It’s about time.”

The saint seemed to have made a decision upon seeing us approach, abandoning most of the wounded.

Not completely abandoning them, but rather treating them just enough to keep them alive before sending them to the other side with the soldiers.

It seemed like they had made a hasty decision as we approached.

Meanwhile, I approached them, using my Death Aura, and began to strengthen my undead troops one by one.

Bolredy’s Mira priestess began to match my pace, and Tinus used his Breath before flying higher into the air.

Unfortunately, using earthquake-like magic was currently impossible.

“The range of the holy land is too vast.”

It wasn’t suitable for Tinus, who mainly used earth-based magic with a mage-like foundation.

So, we planned to unleash our magic in mid-air at the moment we charged.

The empire’s side knew this, but Tinus flew even higher, forcing them to focus their attention on us.

The reinforced Entin’s undead knight squad charged forward, and our army’s movement speed began to accelerate.

As we approached within a certain distance, holy magic began to pour down towards Entin’s knight squad.

A black curtain appeared in the air, and my skeleton mages responded by using Dark Ball against the empire’s troops.

It was a basic spell, but slightly different from the usual Dark Ball.

I had added my own attributes to create a variation.

As a result, the Dark Ball transformed into a form with black flames dancing around it, increasing its destructive power to twice that of a regular Dark Ball.

It wasn’t an efficient use of magic, but it wasn’t something to be taken lightly either.

The priestess’s reaction was sharp, despite the small number of Dark Balls used.

They had just seen their comrades get hit by that very black flame.

It was impossible to ignore, and as a result, the attacks targeting Entin’s knight squad decreased significantly.

Then, the empire’s holy knight squad emerged, and the two knight squads clashed at top speed in the midst of the battlefield.

Dozens of skeleton knights and holy knights rolled across the ground.

My magic-enhanced knights got back up, and the holy knights, who had received healing from the priests, also rose like zombies.

However, the holy knights who had died instantly couldn’t get back up.

But they had achieved their goal.

They had blocked the path of the undead knight squad, which was targeting the infantry.

Next, the holy knight squad charged towards the undead knight squad, and I dispatched Death Knights to intercept them.

“…How terrifying!”

One holy knight, who had realized that the Death Knight was a master-level knight, cursed in shock at its sudden appearance.

Although not a holy knight, it was as if the knight, who had reached an extraordinary realm, had been reduced to an undead, leaving them feeling nauseous.

As the vanguard clashed, our main force accelerated its speed and approached the empire’s troops.

The tense faces of the empire’s soldiers came into view, as well as the holy knights who were encouraging and commanding them.

The surviving priests bestowed blessings upon them, while simultaneously weakening my undead with holy power.

However, the Mira priest team on our side did not simply stand by and watch; the other black mages, excluding me, countered and began to desecrate the temporary sacred ground.

Until the moment of collision between our main forces, blessings and curses were exchanged, weakening the enemy and strengthening our allies. A magical battle unfolded in the air, with holy power, magic, and magical energy entangled to gain even the slightest advantage.

Even amidst this complex and incessant struggle, a few individuals emerged with an advantage.

On our side, there were I and Tinus, while on the Empire’s side, there were the Saint and the two Archbishops.

The Saint gazed up at the sky, while the two Archbishops unleashed immense magical energy, leading the undead and glared at me.

Finally, the soldiers of the two forces clashed.

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Contrary to expectations, the Empire’s soldiers withstood the initial clash quite well.

Indeed, it was due to the Saint.

Even though they only maintained the sacred ground, the physical abilities of the ordinary soldiers were exceptional.

Their equipment was also flawless.

The soldiers who had fought in the neutral zone, including those of Rinin, were also excellent, but these soldiers seemed even more skilled.

It felt as if they had received customized training for this purpose alone.

‘How can they withstand such a difference in power level…?’

I could understand why they had pushed the 6 Kingdoms Alliance back single-handedly.

As the undead and the Empire’s soldiers clashed, the magical battle grew even more intense.

Moreover, as they began to engage in direct combat, the results became immediately apparent.

Some of the undead’s bodies were penetrated by holy power and collapsed, while the Empire’s soldiers, infused with magical energy, lost their powerful auxiliary support and became mere puppets.

The undead, exposed to powerful holy power, were destroyed and found it difficult to recover, requiring even more magical energy to do so.

Conversely, in areas where the sacred ground was weakened, the undead would inevitably infiltrate, and the black mages’ magic would immediately pour in to prevent recovery.

Explosions resounded everywhere, accompanied by screams, wails, and the scent of blood and flesh, as the crazed soldiers rampaged.

Despite this, I knew the situation was not in our favor.

‘…Not a breakthrough.’

They were gradually eroding our territory.

However, at the same time, the consumption of my undead was not ordinary.

It was not difficult to understand why they could withstand us so well.

‘…Who’s the black mage?’

The dead soldiers and knights.

As they died, their spilled blood and flesh were absorbed into the sacred ground, amplifying its holy power.

Although their numbers were decreasing, the remaining sacred ground was gradually manifesting an even stronger holy power, a grotesque sight.

Sacrifice.

To put it nicely, it was a sacrifice, but in my eyes, it was nothing more than offering themselves up as sacrifices.

The Saint and the Archbishops did not intervene at all, but the fundamental reason why they could withstand us lay in that.

‘Was it designed from the start to be like this?’

At the very least, the temporary sacred ground I had seen when I destroyed the fortress or fought against Rinin was vastly different in nature.

The temporary sacred ground created by the Archbishops was not something anyone could use, and the Saint’s temporary sacred ground was a special technique unique to her.

If it continued like this, Orié’s ghost legion would become difficult to mobilize.

Moreover, as the sacred ground grew stronger, it would deal critical damage even to ordinary soldiers.

Tinus, sensing the unfavorable situation, moved to exploit the opening.

A black flame bullet continuously poured down from the sky.

Although it wasn’t an 8-class large-scale magic, it seemed to be a plan to weaken the opponent by utilizing my attributes to the fullest.

Originally, the ‘fire’ system was famous for consuming massive amounts of magical power, but thanks to my extremely high attribute affinity, its efficiency was absurdly high.

That was the sight of Tinos using it properly.

However, it wasn’t just the sky that was being targeted, as multiple beams of light burst out from the Saint’s hand, and the fire bullets shot by Tinos exploded in mid-air, scattering sparks everywhere.

The Saint, who had witnessed the scene, opened her mouth.

“…It’s still weak. Well, it’s no wonder, considering it’s a dragon that’s been turned into an undead abomination.”

Her calm voice echoed throughout the battlefield.

“The power of the breath is certainly impressive, but that’s all. We have the goddess’s blessing. Don’t be afraid of the dragon’s appearance. We can win.”

It was clear that Tinos was not showing his absolute strength.

Currently, as an 8-class, and due to the restrictions of the holy land, it wasn’t an incorrect statement.

The Saint’s calm words and her actual blocking of the dragon’s attack, as well as the overwhelming presence of my undead, made the knights and soldiers’ morale rise significantly.

Naturally, Tinos wouldn’t like that kind of atmosphere.

Since his Necropolis hadn’t appeared yet, Tinos was waiting for the right moment, but hearing those words, he couldn’t just stand still – it wasn’t his personality.

Especially from his perspective, as a servant of the goddess who was invading the continent, there was no reason to tolerate such talk.

In the air, countless black magic circles emerged, and magic was used continuously.

It was a sight I had never seen before, and it seemed like Tinos was creating magic circles on the spot to use magic as efficiently as possible.

It was an impossible feat for an ordinary magician, requiring absurd calculation power and senses.

Initially, dragons didn’t need the assistance of magic circles, but without Necropolis, Tinos was forced to resort to such methods.

“It’s going to read all the magic…”

As expected, the Saint effortlessly defended against the countless magic attacks.

However, Tinos continued to pour out magic as if he had some plan in mind.

The archbishops didn’t intervene, still wary of me.

Especially, as the dragon poured out more magic, their gaze towards me grew increasingly cautious.

“It’s no wonder they see me as a black mage who’s turned even dragons into undead, an unbelievable existence.”

Initially, if Tinos hadn’t actively cooperated, it would have been impossible to create a proper dragon undead.

The original dragon I had thought of was probably the limit.

Although the Saint belittled it, saying it was nothing compared to a real dragon, objectively speaking, even the first breath alone was enough to prove that Tinos was no ordinary undead.

And with him using magic on top of that… it was understandable that they would be even more cautious of me.

“But it’s a waste.”

However, it was a fortunate thing for me.

Because currently, I was unable to use my full strength.

This was related to Tinos’s Necropolis not appearing yet.

“The reinforcements from the interspecies union will arrive soon.”

I had also partially obscured their vision, and they were mentally caught up with the undead.