Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the beginning, Kent still had a trace of luck.

He braced himself and moved forward. Necromancers all had special fetishes. Perhaps he had taken a fancy to the female elf and made a move.

If he could rope in a powerful necromancer, the great mage Burton would definitely reward him well.

“Mage Kent greets Senior!”

He bowed deeply. In this continent of magic and combat aura, the strong were respected.

The world was so cruel that as long as one had a big fist, one would have the right to speak.

Facing Kent’s flattery, Chris snorted coldly, his eyes filled with ice.

An imposing aura locked onto him and Kent could not help but exclaim in his heart, cold sweat streaming down his back.

Chris wore the Undead Mask and his entire body was shrouded with dark elements. He was like a demon god from hell that overwhelmed Kent with an overbearing sensation.

The Undead Mask was a reward from the system. Compared to the Elf Queen’s Level 7 Kaiser Bow, there was only a difference of one level.

As long as he wore the Undead Mask, no one would be able to see through him unless they were a saint-level powerhouse.

Other than his hidden abilities, his magic attacks, consumption, and absorption were all enhanced.

“Thank you, Senior, for saving us. We elves thank you, Senior,” Dean said as he cupped his hands respectfully.

The Sacred Continent was a world where the strong were respected and worshipped. Although the one who saved them was a necromancer, the elves would not give different treatments based on different identities.

Grace was grace, and hatred was hatred. An ability to make a clear distinction between grace and hatred was also a characteristic of the elves.

Chris glanced at them and waved his hand gently. A wave of magic elements enveloped the elf team.

They were shocked to find that their injuries were quickly healing under the strong water element.

Not only that, but their strength was also recovering. Even the bottleneck of their previous realms had loosened.

The elves were overjoyed, especially Carol, whose small face was brimming with a happy smile. Her voice was sweet as she thanked Chris.

Watching this scene, Kent’s face turned incredibly gloomy. This stance was obviously aimed at them.

Chris waved his hand and told the elf patrol team to leave.

“Choose how you wish to die!”

A deep voice rumbled. The hunters, led by Kent, felt their hearts tremble.

“Senior, is there a misunderstanding here?” Kent was still struggling.

With their strength, they were not a match for this mysterious person, especially since the other party was a necromancer.

For someone of this level, unless it was their intermediate mage Burton, perhaps he might stand a chance in this battle. 

However, he now had a question. Why would this necromancer wearing an Undead Mask help the elves?

In his understanding, death mages were all violent existences. Under the corrosion of the dark elements, they were all psychopaths.

However, the current situation did not allow him to consider it.

Chris flicked his fingers repeatedly, and a few undead spells drilled into the bodies of a few of the hunters. Immediately, a few miserable cries were heard.

“Ah, quickly dodge!”

The flesh and blood of the hunters were devoured, turning them into dry skeletons as they slashed at their own kind.

They had already been assimilated and turned into undead creatures.

Moreover, the black gas was like a plague. As long as they came into contact with it, they would turn into monsters like them.

Soon, other than Kent and Kenley, the rest of the hunters were assimilated and turned into undead creatures.

Chris did not kill them directly. For hunters like them, such horrors were what made them fearful.

When they could not take it anymore, he would slap them to death.

Moreover, Chris had his own thoughts. These people were definitely not hunters. There must be a mastermind behind them.

Chris could follow this line and dig out the mastermind and completely crush their conspiracy.

Besides, other than the elf patrol team, there seemed to be other elves that had been locked up.

Chris decided to rescue all the elves and capture all the instigators of the conspiracy at the same time.

Just as Chris was thinking about it, a wave of shock passed Kent’s and Kentley’s faces. They looked at the undead creatures that were wildly charging at them and cursed angrily.

Was this the terror of a necromancer?

It was too horrifying!

Although they had a notion of what necromancers were, they did not have a clear idea of how powerful they were.

They only remembered that they had read about them in a book. When they met a necromancer, it was an extremely troublesome existence.

Not to mention, they were now being targeted by a necromancer.

Kent and Kenley dodged with difficulty. They were afraid that they would be contaminated by the aura of the undead. They did not want to become unconscious skeletons.

Although they were Level 9 beginner mages, the undead skeletons were not weak either. Some of them were also beginner mages, but their levels were not that high.

They tried to attack, but these monsters seemed to be indestructible. Even if their skeletons were shattered, they could be revived at any time.

Chris watched the two of them trying to dodge as if he were watching a scene of a cat playing with a mouse.

“Big Brother, these undead creatures can’t be killed. We have to kill the controller of the undead creatures.”

Kenley roared. The two brothers looked at each other and rushed toward Chris.

Sure enough, these undead creatures froze.

“We originally didn’t meddle in each other’s affairs, but you forced our hand. Even if you’re a necromancer, we will make you pay the price.”

The two brothers began to chant their spells and cast their ultimate moves.

“Great fire elements, please obey my summons. Fuse into my body, burn everything, the roar of fire…”

“Great wind elements…”

The elements of heaven and earth gathered in the sky above them. Now they were desperate, and of course, they were not afraid of attracting the strong elf warriors.

Chris faced the violent magic elements with a calm expression, and there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes.

This little bit of energy really did not pique his interest.

If it was the forbidden spell that the Moon Well had activated, he would still be interested in fighting it. However, this was something that he could easily break.

“Ah…”

In front of Kent, the magic elements formed a hot ball of light, emitting violent energy.

On the other side, Kenley released a wind blade formed from a tornado.

Chris shook his head and casually shot out a beam of energy, splitting them into two in the sky. Under their shocked gazes, the beam silently shattered their attack.

“Puff…”

“Puff…”

The two spat out a mouthful of blood and widened their eyes in disbelief.

Their magic attack was actually forcefully stopped. How was this possible?

Unless the spell caster himself stopped, no one else could forcefully stop the magic because they were communicating with the heaven and earth magic elements.

No matter how strong one’s cultivation was, it would still be one of heaven and earth because they were equal existences.

Of course, you could also stop the magic by attacking the spell caster.

However, Chris did not attack them. Instead, he interrupted their magic resonance with heaven and earth. Such was a daunting technique. 

Could it be that the necromancer in front of them was actually a saint-level powerhouse?

“Hiss!”

Both of them sucked in a breath of cold air.

“No! It’s absolutely impossible!”