Chapter 1662: The Earl Joins

Chapter 1662: The Earl Joins



Having found a new method of winning against the undead, Ning began throwing around a flurry of stabs, targeting just the visors of the helmet the corpses wore.

His attacks were as precise as a master calligrapher making strokes on a large piece of paper. Not a single attack Ning made touched the metal rim of the visor and always went straight into the eyes itself.

The people watched in awe as a single man fought 9 different fighters, each larger than him, wearing heavy armor and holding a large sword.

The way that Ning moved in between those attacks to deliver his strike was something straight out of a story for these people.

As Ning fought, more and more of the Corpses began being unable to see properly. They could only swing aimlessly, which was still annoying. He had to admit.

They were much less dangerous than before, though, so he could move away without worrying about them immediately attacking him.

There was one thing that Ning had wondered about since he began fighting. A single question that had failed to surface from the back of his mind as he was forced to focus entirely on the battle.

Who exactly was the Necromancer here?

He looked at the young Earl. Was he the Necromancer? Or was it the man who had been near the carriage this entire time and was now moving toward the Earl?

Now that Ning had the time to think, he gave it some thought. 'One of them has to be an Overtaker too. That Spirit from earlier today had been theirs,' he thought and saw the slight glimmer of white next to the man who was not the Earl.

'Okay, that answers that question.'

He moved back slightly to dodge the incoming attack and created a barrier to protect himself from another one. He slipped past the two and they were lost swinging around, not knowing where he was.

They turned around only a few seconds later and began chasing after him.

Ning turned to the left, letting the sword fly right past him without touching him at all. But it was a close call. The sword strike itself wasn't fast at all, but the man was.

Ning couldn't tell what exactly he was doing, but he was swift and deadly.

'A speedster? I'm not agile enough for this,' Ning thought, pulling his spear back while trying to slice through the man's hip while doing so.

The Earl seemed to realize what Ning was trying to do and put his sword to the side, not letting the spear come anywhere close to him.

Ning pulled the spear back fully and quickly created a barrier behind and in front of him. It was no different than creating two large circular walls on either side, protecting him none whatsoever from the sides.

If the man came from the side, he would be dead. He just hoped that he didn't.

The Earl moved and suddenly slammed against the wall, hitting himself rather badly. He fell back on the ground, hitting the rough but firm earth.

"Urgh!" he cried out in pain, rolling on the ground.

Ning undid the two barriers and ran forward, trying to stab at the man, and yet he kept rolling away. He was rather slow when he rolled away as if suddenly losing his powers.

However, when he managed to catch his footing, he immediately disappeared from Ning's sight, appearing somewhere far away.

Ning was taken aback at the man's speed. 'What happened?' he thought, looking at the place where he had disappeared from. There was a strong impression of boot mark at that place.

'He's fast,' Ning realized, 'but only when he's using his leg. Without his leg, he probably isn't

that fast.'

If that was the case, there may just be a chance for him to win.