Chapter 258: [A Mountain of War and Death] 43/?: The Necromancer's Disbelief!

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Amidst the battle, Ervas emerged at Azra's side, who had begun to attack the Necromancer's barriers by himself, by using the spells and powers he had acquired from him and using them against his former master.

Pointing his finger towards the Phantasmal Barrier, Ervas fired a powerful Telekinesis Cannon towards the barrier, generating a loud impact that made the entire dungeon tremble for a few seconds.

Boom!

The Necromancer glanced with horror as his barrier was left with a large and open hole, which he immediately closed by willing it and infusing his vast amount of Mana, which he had prepared beforehand by consuming large quantities of Negative Emotions.

"You… You can break through my Phantasmal Barrier?! Tch…! I cannot let him advance! I am not giving up on devouring your souls yet… There are still many of my cards left before I consider escaping!" said the Necromancer, pointing his bony finger towards the ground beneath Ervas, which was made mostly out of graves and forests.

"The ground, the forests, the graveyards! Anything! Raise, and fight! Dead Spirits, possess the elements, and shape yourselves anew! Raise!" said the Necromancer, forming new golems from simply the ground, the forests, and the graveyards, each titan was over twenty meters of height, possessing more humanoid shapes than the other masses of bones, corpses, and plants.

"He seems to be unexpectedly good at creating golems… Is this how it managed to create that monster that possessed similar capabilities to Veronica? Well, Telekinesis Cannons cost quite a bit, so I can't spam them as I would like… It is better to disperse the dead spirits being controlled by him and then strike again… Azra, let's go," said Ervas.

"Ah, very well…" said Azra, following Ervas through the skies as they roamed the battlefield, impacting against the armies after armies of Undead and giant golems.

"Phantom Blades!" said Azra, firing blades made out of materialized Phantom from his Phantasmal Aura, slicing through the Undead and Plant armies.

"Something cheaper than Telekinesis Cannon… Hm, I might as well practice this…" said Ervas, as he suddenly grew bones from all across his body, covering him as if it were armor! The bones were filled with Anir's bone marrow, strengthening them greatly.

"Beast Transformation," he said, as his body suddenly glowed on a bright white light!

Flash!

Ervas appearance suddenly changed!

An enormous, over fifteen meters tall wolf-like beast covered in bones appeared, as its eyes glowed with an eerie red light.

"Hm… So this can happen…" thought Ervas, as he jumped into the battle, using his newfound use of his Beast Transformation Skill, expanding his bones like countless spears, and throwing them through the air, while using his long and sharp claws to break through the armies while splitting apart the golems.

"Spectral Soul…" said Ervas, as he enveloped his bones with his Spectral Soul, strengthening his resiliency and flexibility even further, rushing through and breaking the armies with ease.

Amongst such armies there seemed to not be anyone that stood a chance against his rampage, he resembled a furious bone beast, a harbinger of death.

Bringing forth his bone claws, he seeped out the souls out of the Undead and Plants, infusing his Aura into them and making them snap out of the Necromancer's command forcefully.

Not long after, the Dead Spirits danced near him, as the Necromancer tried to raise back again more Undead, only to be met with their rejection or being completely ignored!

"That kid too?! T-Two… Two Death Attribute Mages?! But Death Attribute within mortals is immensely rare, what are the odds for two of them to have appeared at the same time…!" said the Necromancer, caged on his fortress while furiously commanding the other Dead Spirits that were still below his command.

"Move at my will, obey me, you scum!" he roared, infusing his deadly presence within the Dead Spirits, his powers seeped into their very souls, awakening a fear so deeply encrusted into their very beings that the Dead Spirits could not help but obey him… However, as Ervas and Veronica kept fighting, his amount of Dead Spirits below his command began to lower, slowly.

"Don't hear him. He is the one who had made you suffer, come to me, and I will heal you from your suffering," said Ervas with gentle words, rampaging through the Undead and Golems, and attracting the Dead Spirits with great charisma.

"That's right! Come with me as well, I shall heal you too," said Veronica, as she slowly walked through the battlefield as she freed the Dead Spirits from their cages, the Undead Bodies, and other materials where they were forcefully made to possess.

"Our saviors… Our saviors…!"

"Hahhh… The pain is… fading away…"

"Please… save us…!

"Save us, save us!"

"It hurts so much…!

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"Please, free us from this hell…!"

Veronica and Ervas, both on each side of the battlefield called upon the Dead Spirits, merging their Soul Repair Skill with their Phantasmagoric Aura, expanding it around them and producing an effect that both lightly healed the Dead Spirits and also slowly freed them from the curses set not their souls, which forced them to obey the Necromancer.

"My lords are working hard, and so, we must do the same! Crimson Blood Blade Dance!" said Lilith, as she jumped around the enormous golems, dancing graciously with her blades, releasing slashes of crimson red colors, and destroying the enemies in front of her with great ease.

"We cannot falter! Fight! For our lords! Scarlet Spears!" said Eisheth, with her short blue hair waving through the cold breeze of the eternal night, her pale white skin glowed by the moonlight, and she danced in the battlefield, using moved of gracefulness that she had never discovered that she had the talent of doing up until having been converted into a Blood Human by Ervas.

Her spear released powerful crimson attacks that resembled spears, materializing into the air, and falling over her enemies like a blood rain.

"Make sure to be well healed, my sisters! Recovery! Dark Bullets!" said Agrat, the priest and mage within the Lilith Sisters, her long and white hair waved as her small body evaded the attacks of her enemies while conjuring powerful spheres of darkness that impacted the enemies into loud explosions, making their bodies burst into pieces, as she released healing magic, recovering the Health Points of her sisters, as some of their attacks used their own blood, draining their HP.

"Dark Shield Fortress! Accursed Blade Smash! Let's rip them apart! For our lords! Gahahaha!" laughed the last of the sisters, Naamah, as her crimson red hair merged with the blood-stained across her body and black armor and shield. She used her shield to block the enormous punch of a fifteen meters tall golem and then retaliated back with her large blade, which could be considered to be more like an enormous flat piece of dark metal.

With a loud 'clash!', the golem's body broke apart starting from its arms, the cracks covered the rest of the body in no time, as it crumbled into pieces within seconds!

The Necromancer noticed the strange Humans that were fighting in the frontlines, and how such tiny beings were able to destroy his enormous golems and put a large dent into his army, which kept emerging from the Accursed Graveyards surrounding his fortress.

"Those are not mere humans…! Are those… Vampires?! The only ones that can manipulate blood like that are high-ranked Vampires! Is this group coming from the Demon Continent then? …So is this an offensive settled up by the Dark Gods…? As if I were to let you do as you please…! Specters!" said the Necromancer, unleashing one of his trump cards, as countless Ghosts began to emerge from his fortress, wailing furiously as they began to converge into a single entity.

Ervas and Veronica alongside their group glanced atop their heads, as enormous creatures made entirely out of phantom flew towards them, they were specters, beings born when many ghosts are stuck together while holding undying desires of hatred. 

The Necromancer, however, added up a few other ingredients, my materializing Negative Emotions thanks to his abilities, he infused these specters with them, making them even more monstrous and furious. Due to the constantly raging state of the souls making these creatures, Ervas and Veronica were not capable of making them 'snap out' of the Necromancer's control.

"GUOOOON…!"

"GRROOOAAAARR…!"

"DIE, DIE, DIE!"

"GYAHAHAHA!"

"You can easily destroy physical things with your attacks, but against specters, who have a body completely made of ethereal essence, you can only break through it with strong Magic or Magic-infused techniques, which not many of you possess! These Specters will surely put them all into a disadvantage, especially because of the great resiliency and regeneration I've given to them through my experiments!" said the Necromancer while laughing, and suddenly stopping as he glanced what unfolded after he sent the Specters into the battlefield.

An enormous, aberrant creature composed of countless giant eyes bulging constantly, fleshy tentacles, and many bodies of monsters, such as torsos, arms, legs, and mouths appeared, however, instead of being physical, it was a completely ethereal entity, Legion.

"Legion, take care of them and forcefully assimilate them," said Ervas.

"At your orders, my lord!" said Legion.

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