NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1091: Against A Necromancer
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The surprise of today wasn't just discovering that our major foe was a Necromancer, a Draconic general Necromancer, which opened the chance that Fafnir had some sort of divine power capable of either bestowing Talents, Skills, or something similar to them, but that most of the Undead were all made from the remains and souls of the elves they had mercilessly hunted and killed.
It made me mad, but it didn't shake me as much as other people, the elven knights were furious, completely shocked by what they were seeing, and how far these lizardmen were willing to go to break their minds.
"GRAAAHHH…!"
"K-Kill… Kill… meeeee…!"
"Death… DEATH!"
The undead came in many forms, their bones formed giant skeletons, their souls were forcefully fused into agonizing, wailing specters of enormous size, and their rotten bodies were stitched together into zombie golems.
Most of them weren't weak either, the weakest was B+ Rank, while the strongest Undead, the giant Bone Titans or Zombie Chimera Giants, were S- Rank. Aside from their rotten bodies, they were reinforced with powerful Demonic Curses and also their very souls imbued with a lot of mana and spirit energy.
So they weren't exactly weak either…
However, the most surprising part wasn't all of that, but what was happening to someone, I knew she would react in a bad manner, and I tried to calm her down…
"How… dare he…!"
"Elizabeth, calm down…"
Elizabeth's Aura of Holiness overflowed, growing larger and stronger, she couldn't contain her powers anymore, her righteous wrath knew no bounds.
RUMBLE!
Her Aura of Holy Light surged, as her eyes seemed to glow filled with pure and utter wrath. The skies trembled, fusing with her powerful Holy Domain, and transforming, becoming gigantic holy eyes glancing the world from above, dozens of beams of light fell over the undead.
I suppose it cannot be helped, this is the true power of a Saintess… and also her wrath.
"I'm sorry… but I can't."
Elizabeth muttered as her attacks reached the Undead, the gigantic beams of light completely pulverized every undead within range, disintegrating them all into ashes.
BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM!
Quickly after, the voice of someone in utter disbelief came.
"W-What?! How did you…! How is that possible?! Such magic…! That's something comparable to Lord Fafnir in both range and power…! No, what is this?!"
The voice of the lizard necromancer echoed across the entire city he had taken over, the rest of my party, and my gigantic army, were ready to attack once Elizabeth cleaned all the undead. Their souls, thanks to her holy light, were immediately purified and sent to the afterlife.
Although it was rough, it was much better than keeping these people suffering any second longer. Though something tells me these weren't all the Undead they had stashed.
Especially because that fog remains there.
"This is the power that the Holy Spirits have bestowed upon me!" roared Elizabeth. "This is the might of a Saintess! I am the one that represents righteousness and hope! And I shall no rest until you disgusting beasts pay for what you've done to the honorable elves!"
"A Saintess! So what's what you are?!" the necromancer screamed. "Hah… HAHAHAHA! It doesn't matter! As long as my Netherworld's Fog is active, Undead will keep coming endlessly! We got millions were those came from, fools!"
RUMBLE!
Suddenly, the phantasmal fog surrounding Evergrace shook, as more and more Undead started pouring out of them, almost the same types as before.
Seeing how large the population of elves were, especially being hundreds of thousands, or even above a million per city, it wouldn't be hard to believe he still had much more where that came from…
"M-More undead?!" Erika asked. "And it seems to be doubled the quantity!"
"Ugh, I'll have to do it then!" Elizabeth complained. "I got Mana Elixirs from Blake so I can handle as many as he throws at us!"
"Wait! Elizabeth, remember what happened when you abused your powers back then?!" Erdrich stopped her. "You might have mana potions, so mana is not a problem, but so what? Overusing your divine powers will only make you grow weaker! Isn't the reason why Saints have premature or early deaths in their lives because their divine powers drain their life?!"
"It's something I must do!" Elizabeth screamed. "If not, who will do so?! That phantom cloud, it will constantly release these poor, pitiful people… I must, I have to!"
"But… we don't even know how that cloud even works!" said Chris. "Just how does it keep spitting undead out of nowhere? The necromancer back then had no such power!"
"This is a more advanced magic…" Elfriedden said. "We shouldn't abuse or overuse your strongest techniques, Elizabeth, let's fight together. Blake's army with us."
"But if we fight the Undead directly, they're only going to suffer more…" sighed Elizabeth. "Ending their lives painlessly and quickly… I want to do that at the very least, to apologize to them… for being unable to come for them earlier."
"But Elizabeth, calm down!" Eric said. "We can find a way together and-"
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"I see, I understand how this works," I nodded as I glanced in silence.
Everyone suddenly looked at me in surprise.
"You… understand how that cloud works?" Alberta wondered.
"Yeah, it is a dimensional storage of Undead," I explained. "It keeps them stored within a pocket realm of nether and phantasmal energy. If we destroy it using Elizabeth's powers, all million of undead will come rushing out, and even our army might be instantly overwhelmed by the sheer numbers."
"What?!"
Everyone was shocked, it was certainly a good way to surprise us.
"I'm sure that the Necromancer want us to destroy that cloud, it is like a tickling time bomb, or a land mine" I laughed.
"T-Then what do we do?!" asked Erika.
"Eat it," I smiled back at my friends. "Cover for me, my army will also help. I'll enter that phantasmal cloud and devour it completely. Once it becomes mine, we can easily cleanse all undead in one fell swoop."
"But that's… too risky! You don't know the variables, Blake!" Eric said.
"I've killed Archdemons, Eric, do you think that matters anymore?" I asked. "When we faced Bestellen together… What did you feel about me?"
"…" he remained in silence. "That you could always find a way… I trusted you, and we won at the end."
"So? Will you trust me again, everyone?" I looked at my friends.
It didn't take them too long to nod.
"Then let's do it."
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