Chapter 1199: Diromold

Chapter 1199: Diromold

“Fuck...” Cromwel didn't hold back with his vocabulary when the Guardian Tree suddenly blinked into existence and single-handedly stabilized Delta's defense. The floating peaks had become the tree's accessories and the threatening breath of the Skeleton Dragon had a hard time just damaging the crown.

Even the swarm of beasts that was threatening to storm Delta from the sky, had swallowed and dispersed by the growing foliage. The golden giant was also able to get himself to safety, seeking refuge in the crown of the tree, like a golden monkey. Compared to the giant plant, he looked about the size of a gorilla.

No wonder Haa'Skon had told him to wait. There really was no reason to interfere here. Cromwel turned to the side to say something to Haa'Skon, but the golem knight had vanished without him noticing.

“Where did the knight go?” the scientist asked the thin lady, who was sitting behind him, staring at the tree that suddenly appeared.

“Err, he left? I think he said he would give a signal when it was time to attack,” she said a little hesitant. Cromwel squinted at her. What reason was there for them to even get involved anymore? The tree had already taken care of every-

The sensation was like the pressure of the ocean had descended onto him and Cromwel felt that it was hard to move. it was the first legendary effect that impacted him this much. The culprit was a massive zombie emerging from the portal above Delta.

It looked like a giant sea serpent, still smaller than the dragon, but much bigger than Python before her ascension. The head resembled a crocodile with its sharp eyes being completely black, except for the piercing red reptilian pupil, the immortal could see even from this distance.

Diromold, clad in the purple glow, exuded a menacing aura upon arrival and its pure presence had a huge impact on all the battles in and around Delta. Even though not everyone slowed down by 50% like he did, even Ceres had slowed down, in its battle with the Hydra.

In the short moment since the arrival of the new legend, the situation at the walls was also taking a turn, as the undead armies made a push at the same time, their speed apparently rose, not decreased.

The Koor Worm himself didn't just stay still in the air, suppressing the forces of Delta. The giant beast, as if swimming in the clouds, dove down toward the Skeleton Dragon, who was still dispensing his breath, while half its body was bound in the crown of the tree.

Cromwel's heart jumped when he saw what happened next.

A magic spell, like a whip of purple light descended from the worms back and cut into the foliage. Half of the vegetation that held onto the dragon quickly aged and withered away, unable to keep the beast trapped. This was not the attack from the Koor Worm! Calibrating his looking glass, Cromwel focused on the figure that had attacked.

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---Delta---

Garroun felt the presence of the new legend. Although the necromancer from Minas MAr left a little earlier, leaving the control of her undead to him, things had been going well so far. Since the lightning eagle handled the legendary shaman, they had been able to comfortably defend the walls. However, things had been thrown awry by the rapid changes.

Thanks to their fortification, they barely managed to hold in there when the undead suddenly received the purple buffs. He almost had a hard attack when the dragon returned. He had almost no time to enjoy the balance brought by the appearance of the Guardian tree when the arrival of the Koor Worm threw them in peril once again.

The slow effect hit everyone differently. The improved attributes from the shadow of the Guardian Tree mostly offset the effects for him, but it was much worse for the soldiers of lower levels. Anything below lv.80 received a 75% decrease in movement speed. It was less the higher one's level.

On the other hand, the opponent gained speed at the same rate. The moment the worm appeared, a crazy wave of undead was surging against the walls. Even if they kept successfully killing them, their numbers were only growing. The whole mountain was covered and the army of undead surged toward the city.

On their side, many of the undead entrusted to him fell, because they simply lacked the skills to help them, as healing and holy magic would just harm them further. How was he going to explain this to the necromancer lady? He had only a short moment to worry about her.

“This is stupid!” “This can't be!”

“Commander! They started piling! The Divine Moat can't cleanse them quick enough!”

Shocked, Garroun found that it was true. The Divine Moat was a standard fortification for defensive fortification. It was an area along the walls, enchanted with holy cleansing magic that could cleanse undead and disintegrate their bodies.

It was especially meant to stop the necromantic siege strategy of piling low-rank undead to create stairs for the troops to reach the top of the wall. But even if the undead currently surging against their walls couldn't resist the magic, they were rushing in so quickly, that their bodies were not disposed of quick enough.

“Gah!” “They are trying to climb up!” Reports came from several parts of the wall. It seemed a battle on the walls was inevitable. Garroun already thought that things stood out badly, but what happened next was a scene of nightmares, even though it happened to the enemy.