160 Chapter 160: Necromancer path

Numerous attacks of different colors rained on the darkish purple flaming meteor, blocking its path. At a point, Derik could barely see those attacking him or even the royal palace!

This was something he was desperately trying to avoid!

His fiery eyes burnt even brighter and his energy levels rose even further, yet he still knew there is no way he could fight through these attacks and come out unscathed.

"Go… help Gerald! I'll deal with this" Derik said to the death avatar who has been standing at a spot from the very beginning waiting for Derik's order.

Its eyes glowed the moment Derik spoke and with a slight nod, the death avatar turned into a beam of light and shot towards the high ranking military officials battling it out with Gerald.

With that out of the way, a sinister smile appeared on Derik's face and he let out a roar before pushing forward while releasing a terrifying amount of death aura, creating a death energy sphere around himself to help tank the attacks.

The darkish purple sphere continued advancing towards the direction of the royal palace even under the assault of numerous foes. At a point, some silver realm officials dashed into the air in a bid to stop the death mage from advancing, only for them to be blown away by the terrifying power of Derik's aura, not before the landed solid hits on the barrier!

Boom!

Boom!!

Boom!!!

Puti!

The barrier shattered and Derik was struck by a lightning arrow on the chest, forcing him to spit out a mouthful of black blood  but his face remained stiff, not showing any signs of pain or fear.

"Interesting!" Derik muttered as he reached for the arrow in an attempt to pull it out but then another wave of attacks quickly bombarded him, forcing him to retreat meters away, also leaving him with terrible wounds.

At this point, Derik realized why Demos emphasized on the importance of his second path. When facing a powerful opponent there are only two options available. One must possess equal or greater strength or one must possess a greater number which can match the strength of the foe.  No matter how powerful a foe is, given that the opposing side has a reasonable cultivation base and an overwhelming number, the foe will eventually be killed even though many lives will be lost.

Derik believed that in the presence of absolute power, all forms of tricks are useless but Demos has always been against this chain of thought and has always tried to warn Derik against this, that's why the angel of death chose the necromancer path as his second path.

The necromancer path is a death mage exclusive path that involves summoning the souls of the dead to fight for the user. In most cases, this is considered one of the most powerful paths as it gives the user the ability to steal the souls of very powerful warriors and mages, bringing them back to life as almost invincible soldiers.

One of the most terrifying abilities of the necromancer path is the fact that the undead forces summoned can never be killed as long as the user still has enough mana left. Injuries and damages sustained are instantly healed and these restless souls can never feel fatigued!

A necromancer can also utilize the souls of other beings to further reinforce and strengthen other souls under their command. This was Derik's first choice, he sincerely wished to use the thousands of souls in his incomplete domain which he has gathered over the years to strengthen the death avatar and three other powerful souls but Demos strongly advised against it, claiming that there is strength in numbers and he may need it for the upcoming battle.

"I refuse" Derik muttered with a smile on his face.

The waves of attacks coming his way have decreased significantly after the adventurers association forces and Gerald joined the battle but the fact remained that they were still outnumbered by the military force and could barely stand their ground.

The truth remains that the adventurers association has been in place only a decade plus now, it was already shocking that they could gather this amount of forces but they could never meet up to the military which has been in place for centuries. As the members of the adventurers association have always been active, going outside the wall on numerous occasions to battle the magical beasts of the wild, complete quests and bounties and also take up protection missions alongside the military. They were not lacking in experience and skill, in fact, they were slightly superior in terms of strength but the overwhelming numbers weren't something they could make up for easily.

Derik understood it was only a matter of time before they are forced to retreat and then he will be the focal point of all the attacks, so he gritted his teeth and gave up on, killing the king first since it could not be completed in a short time.

"THE MILITARY DARES TO STAND IN MY WAY? I WILL SHOW YOU ALL WHAT TRUE FEAR LOOKS LIKE!" Derik roared and he turned into a darkish purple flaming comet, descending upon a complete military team below him.

Booooooom!!!

The team reacted fairly well and was able to dive out of the way before the darkish purple fiery comet crashed into the ground, creating a twenty-meter deep crater. Before all seven of them could recover from the shockwave a figure with fiery darkish purple eyes and strange flames escaping his claws jumped out of the crater and instantly dashed forward.

"Don't give him a chance to strike, focus your spells on him at all times while we handle him at close range!" The guardian knight of the military team roared and dashed forward.

A gray glow surrounded his body and he instantly shot forward like a spear and slashed down on Derik with his massive, five-meter long broad sword.

Woooosh!

Booom!!

Crack!!!

Derik let out a chuckle and his claws trembled as he shot forward like and rammed his claws into the chest of the guardian knight even before the man could bring down his raised broadsword.  Bone shattering sounds can be head and the guardian knights steel chest plate was totally deformed after the impact.

Wasn't this guy supposed to be a mage?

How can he possess such terrifying physical strength?

"Bastard! Take this, Bronze level combat technique: wind shot!" the archer of the team roared as he pulled the string and a strong gust of wind surrounded the arrow before firing it at the death mage.

At this point, the guardian knight was knocked back by over a hundred meters. Derik's blazing eyes shifted towards the incoming mini hurricane and sighed. He threw his hand into the hurricane and easily caught the arrow as if it was nothing.

"Cute…" Derik muttered.

Suddenly a figure appeared behind Derik with a pair of daggers, but before they could reach Derik, his death aura burst out violently and she was blown away.  The assassin's body soon began to age as she kept struggling, gasping for air but the death aura around her never left. Instead, it forced its way into her body through all the openings available slowly corroding her from the inside as well.

In just a few seconds the assassin turned to dust and was blown away by the calm breeze. Not even her clothing was left, striking fear deep into the hearts of everyone present who saw this.

There was silence for just a minute and then the resounding cheer of the members of the adventurer association followed shortly. When their ally is capable of turning his foe to dust almost in an instant why won't they be excited?

Roooooooooooaaaaaaaarrrrrrr!!!!

Derik let out a roar as his body trembled and his shadow suddenly expanded. His shadow kept expanding, forming a thick shadow until it was over four hundred meters wide.

"Come out!" Derik barked with a sinister grin and strange beings began to emerge from his shadow.  The forces of both the military and the adventurers association temporarily stopped their battle and everyone retreated in haste. No one wanted to be caught within any ability used by this death mage.

In just a few seconds, Derik was surrounded by hundreds of strange beings who looked like mindless zombies. By Derik's left was a pale-skinned woman who possessed sky blue hair and lightning energy danced around her and by his right was a blond-haired man who figure was shrouded by the gust of wind that surrounded him. Each and every soul summoned by the Derik wore a thick black armor that possessed spiky edges at the knee caps and shoulders.

"Zaylee… it's very unfortunate you had to go so soon… Don't worry, even though you're dead I won't let your power go to waste… MY SOLDIERS OF DARKNESS KILL THEM ALL!" Derik said with a sinister smile.

He quickly dashed forward before turning into a darkish purple beam of light, flying towards the royal palace once again.

With his invincible army of the dead fighting alongside the adventurers association, it's only a matter of time before the military force of the kingdom is completely subdued.  Also with, Zaylee the former host of the lightning guardian spirit, Sternroff, the former commander in the kingdom of Cato's armed forces and the wingman priest serving as his personal bodyguards, he should be able to arrive at the royal palace safely!