Chapter 1512 Chapter 1352: War 7
Elemental Fire magic: Burning Hell!
That was a scene plucked out from a dream.
The Undead Creatures rushing forward came to an abrupt halt. They lifted their heads subconsciously to gaze at the illusionary beauty transformed into their most terrifying threat. Blaze flickered. Then, countless fireballs emerged from within it. You can trace the roots of this content at n0v@lbin
In the blink of an eye, the fireballs linked up and blasted toward the ground in an arc trajectory as though a lashed whip. A string of dazzling, gorgeous barrages filled with the hunger for murder and destruction expanded in the sky. Then, this magnificent rain of flames descended and engulfed the Undead Army.
Boom! Boom!!!
This time, the Undead Army was completely rooted to the ground.
In fact, individual fireballs weren't powerful, but they were lethal with their massive quantities. An Undead Soldier could defend against one or two fireballs. But, what about three, four, even five of them? In an instant, the one-sided warfare had flipped around. The Undead Soldiers charged forward with their raised weapons despite the fireballs erupting on their bodies, but they collapsed one after another in a string of flares.
"Damn it! A useless pile of trash!"
Rairhan berated. He extended his arm and grabbed the panicky Vampire beside him. He was really angry this time, completely furious.
"What are your Necromancers doing?! Didn't they learn to interfere and cancel out the enemies' spellcasting in school? Just a bunch of losers. Maybe I should kill them myself?''
"S-Sir, please calm down..."
Raoul cowered and gazed at Rairhan's fuming expression. He didn't know how the situation turned into this. The Necromancers had been through strict and tough training. In such a battle, they held essential importance because everyone knew how terrifying the Necromancers' large-scale spells were. Therefore, Necromancers held crucial roles within the Undead Army. Not only were they needed to protect the army from spell attacks, but they also had to detect and counteract the enemies. They would immediately take action to disrupt enemies from casting spells whenever they sensed that the enemies were charging up to release large-scale, lethal spells.
This was the reason why Rairhan was this furious. He had left the safety of this army in the hands of the Necromancers and those bastards couldn't handle this duty properly!
"S-Sir, this isn't our problem... I-It's their powerful Mages who oppressed our defenses!"
"Powerful?"
Rairhan glared coldly at Raoul the Vampire.
"How powerful can they be? Aren't all your Necromancers in who is at least in the Master realm? Don't tell me those shameless Humans are stronger?!"
Alex turned around and looked into the distant, pitch-black horizon, where endless darkness had shrouded everything.
"The battle has just begun."
Even though the Undead Army had retreated, Alex didn't let loose. He simply praised his subordinates and got them to quickly get prepared for the upcoming wave of attacks.
For some reason, Alex had the feeling that this dark dragon must not be underestimated. He had the feeling that the dark dragon might be related to Bahamut's clone, maybe he was the dark dragon himself. It was recently he started having this thought and it was unable to live his mind.
'Well, it will be better this way. I'll put an end to this annoying game.'
Alex heaved a sigh before leaving for the meeting hall.
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Meanwhile, in another location.
A man knitted his brows and gazed into the distance.
Bam!
A shriveled palm smashed on the solid rock table. In an instant, ice-cold spiritual flames splashed, turned into light dust, and disappeared.
Ansell glared at the battle map with gritted teeth. The spacious commander's room was in dead silence apart from the whizzing night wind blowing through the tent entrance. The fluttering of flags could be heard indistinctly. It should have been the ensemble of victory. But it sounded worrying for him instead.
As the Dali's Kingdom chief commander of the 5th Northern War Zone, Ansell was confident in securing the victory in this battle. He knew how important the role of attacking the Renner Kingdom was, and it had fallen on his shoulders, but the Renner Kingdom's unique geographical location had predetermined that they would be a tough nut to crack. Before heading into battle, General Kade had handed everything to his care and at that moment, Ansell was full of confidence. He had even promised General Kade that he would need three days maximum before they could encircle the entire city!
But now, reality had given him a cruel slap!
"... Damn it..."
Ansell knew that the Renner Kingdom would be hard to deal with, but he still accepted this mission. He was clear that the harder the mission, the more precious his victory would be. It would be an entirely different concept from when he led the Undead Army to take down more than half of the Renner Kingdom as compared to taking down more than half of the Kingsley's Kingdom territories, even though the Kingsley's Kingdom was much larger than the Renner Kingdom in terms of territory.
But the extent of difficulties in attacking the Renner Kingdom was far harder than he had expected.
As Kade was a well-respected commander, Ansell had given plenty of consideration for this ambush. Even though the Renner Kingdom was formidable, they definitely wouldn't set up defenses in the very first minute. Of course, with their strength, they could respond quickly as soon as they detected the attack and this would require Ansell's army to be fast, aggressive, and ferocious enough in order to secure the victory. This way, even if they paid a return visit, he would have enough space to deal with them. If the Renner Kingdom was a large flatbread, Ansell's method would be as though to take a huge bite no matter if he could swallow it or not. At least that part of the bread was in his mouth and that was more than enough.
Unfortunately, things didn't go according to his plans.