The most depressing thing right now is undoubtedly the evil king Ravens and the demon lord Kzerak. They struggled with the twelve frost dragons, but they couldn't find Ron. The necromancer seemed to disappear out of thin air. Even his spiritual sense couldn't lock his figure.
Ron fought two against one, and even brought a few demons with him, but he was not at a disadvantage. On the contrary, the entire battlefield seemed to be under his control. The frost dragon in the sky, the skeletons and undead creatures on the ground, The domain of natural disasters, plagues, etc., are all transformed by his power. It can be said that Ron alone is equivalent to a legion.
Under Ron's powerful combat power, the Burning Legion's offensive collapsed, and the undead creatures like the ocean drowned all the hell creatures.
"Damn... the undead creatures summoned by this guy seem to be endless!"
Kezerak cursed fiercely while attacking. He was annoyed by the undead creatures constantly summoned by Ron. No, he just wiped out a wave of gargoyles, and summoned hundreds of gargoyles in a blink of an eye.
In battle, the necromancer is not afraid of crowds. When the necromancer reaches the realm of the gods, his strength will have a qualitative leap.
The battle is still going on. The city of Versailles in the middle of the battlefield has become a ruin. The half-collapsed city wall can no longer play any defensive role. The street fighting broke out, and neither side could back down a step.
"drink-"
Ravens unleashed a powerful combat skill, and the black giant sword slashed out a wave of air, slashing a frost dragon, roaring angrily.
"Damn undead, what kind of hero is dodging, show me if you have the guts!"
At this moment, Ravens was covered in wounds, his armor was covered with white icicles, and his movements were greatly affected, and Kezelac was not much better.
"Hehe, just summoned twelve frost dragons... Are you unable to hold on anymore?"
Ron laughed, his voice seemed to come from the distant sky, "In this case...then die for me!"
The summoned hexagram appeared in the sky again, and Ron summoned twelve frost dragons again, and a total of twenty-four frost dragons appeared in the sky, enclosing the entire city of Versailles with water.
The appearance of twenty-four frost dragons, just the number, is enough to crush everything!
Quantity brought a qualitative leap. At this moment, Ravens and Kezelak finally understood the true horror of the Necromancer, and their faces were full of fear.
The powerful group of frost dragons involved all the demons in the battle with the frost dragons, while the other powerhouses in Noah's Continent became the foil.
Overwhelming undead creatures emerged from the ground one after another, as if they were endless, and the periphery of Versailles had become a sea of undead.
The millions of undead creatures attacked wave after wave like a tide. With the blessing of various skills such as "plague" and "evil aura", the undead creatures were even more powerful, drowning all the hell creatures of the Burning Legion.
The number of undead was far beyond their imagination. They charged bravely, even though their bodies were broken in two, they continued to crawl forward.
The hell creatures were finally terrified. The seemingly endless number brought them great psychological pressure, and the balance of victory began to tilt towards the Noah Continental Allied Forces.
"Come on... Brothers... Kill these damn invaders!"
"Kill... kill..."
On the battlefield, the powerhouses of the Noah Continent also saw this. Their morale was greatly shaken, and they exploded with powerful combat power. Countless fields opened up in an instant. Under the attack, hell creatures fell one after another, stepping on the corpses of the soldiers of the Burning Legion, the Noah Continental Allied Forces advanced step by step.
The flames of war were raging, countless corpses fell on the ground, and the city of Versailles became a sea of blood and fire. The hell creatures of the Burning Legion fled in all directions. At this moment, they interpreted what it means to be defeated like a mountain!
"Huff-huff-"
Ravens gasped heavily, staring at Ron with a pair of blood red eyes, he was hit on the shoulder, blood flowed profusely, and he looked quite embarrassed.
Another mid-level powerhouse in the God Realm, the demon Kezerak, looks better than Ravens, but that is only on the surface. In fact, his injuries are more serious. His injuries are in the deepest part of his soul.
At this moment, the two finally discovered a terrible fact, that is, the human being who looked less than thirty years old in front of them was far stronger than they imagined.
No wonder so many demons would die in his hands, because the opponent's strength is enough to kill them instantly.
At this time, before the eyes of Ravens and Kezelak, a cloud of black mist slowly emerged.
Ron's thin figure stood on the head of a giant frost dragon, his dark eyes stared at them coldly, as if he was looking at a group of dead people.
Ravens and Kezerak both took a step back, and they looked at each other, both of whom could see the fear in the other's heart.
The black-haired young man in front of him is really terrifying!
There were only seven demons left around the two of them, but they all lost the courage to fight against them and dared not take a step forward.
Ron had completely taken control of the situation.
"How is it? Are you ready for death?"
Ron waved the keel staff, and a light blue soul power slowly seeped out.
"You... who the hell are you?"
Ravens forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, "Could it be... you are a strong man from the main plane of the undead?"
"Do not-"
Ron shook his head, "I've never been to the main plane of the undead... I'm a human born and bred in Noah's continent!"
"impossible… "
Kezelak screamed hysterically like crazy, "Humans... How could inferior humans reach such a point... You are not a human, absolutely not, you are a higher race in the main plane of the undead!"
The human race exists in other sub-planes and the main plane. In the eyes of all higher races, the human race has always been synonymous with inferiority.
"Have you finished your sentence?"
Ron became impatient, and said coldly, "You can die after you finish speaking!"
As soon as the words fell, Ron swung his bone stick, and more than a dozen frost dragons rushed out behind him. They opened their black mouths wide and spit out a cold dragon's breath in unison.
"Boom-boom-boom-"
The powerful dragon's breath instantly frozen Kezerak's huge body, making him unable to move.
Kezelak was about to struggle, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, with extreme fear showing on his face.
I saw a black bone spear attacking him at an extremely fast speed, and in Kezelak's current state, he couldn't dodge it at all.
"no, do not want… "
Kezelak yelled in horror, he could already clearly feel the aura of divine power carried by the black bone spear.
The power of death!
"Crack—"
The spear of death easily penetrated Kezerak's head, and his soul was drawn out in an instant, and flew towards Ron involuntarily.
With endless resentment and unwillingness on Kezelak's face, his huge body slowly fell down...
"You...you killed him?"
Ravens trembled all over, looking at Ron as if he had seen a ghost. This old opponent who had fought against His Royal Highness Princess Sophia for tens of thousands of years was as vulnerable as a child in front of this human being.
"Top—" a sound.
Ravens didn't turn his head back, his body turned into a stream of light, and he fled away in an instant.
He wants to run away, run far away, that necromancer of the human race is really terrifying.
"Hehe... do you think... you can run away?"
Ron smiled lightly, he slowly raised his hand, and "Spear of Death" condensed again.
"Give me death!"
Ron's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the "Spear of Death" was about to be thrown out as soon as he moved.
"Boom—"
At this moment, there was a sudden throbbing from far away, like thunder in the distant sky, hitting everyone's hearts heavily.
"what?"
Ron stopped his hand suddenly, and for a moment, his eyes opened wide, with a strong look of disbelief in them, and he stood there blankly, not even caring about Ravens running away.
Not only Ron, but everyone on the battlefield was stunned. Without exception, they all had strong panic in their eyes.
"This... what kind of power is this?"
Fu Lijia took a step back, her petite body trembled slightly, and her little tail flicked gently, as if to cover up the uneasiness in her heart.
"What a terrifying power... in the world... would there be such a powerful power?"
Laffield clenched his teeth, his eyes full of fear.
stop!
Everyone's movements stopped, and millions of people on the battlefield were silent, shocked by this powerful force.
Ron stopped quietly in the sky, still maintaining the posture of throwing the "Death Spear", but the relaxed look on his face was replaced by solemnity.
Ron slowly withdrew his hand, his eyes fixed on the distance.
powerful! fear!
The power from far away seems to absorb the whole thing, and the thick clouds are constantly moving towards that side like the wind.
That's in the direction of Quebec City.
What kind of power is this? so powerful
Ron clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly. The strength of this force far exceeded his imagination. Could it be... the power of God
Only a true god can have such a vast and powerful power, which is enough to make the entire Noah Continent tremble.
who is it? Who could have such a powerful force, and where did he come from
The terrifying power coming from Quebec City was full of strong destructive aura and a trace of killing, which frightened everyone so much that they dared not move.
"Ron...you...do you feel it?"
Char rode on the back of the nightmare beast and sent a soul transmission to Ron.
"I already feel it!"
Ron calmed down his chaotic mood, "If I'm right, this aura...is the one that the Burning Legion is going to resurrect—the King of Hell!"