Although the losses were significant, Ouyang Qianjin was not worried about this issue now that the whereabouts of the ore had been discovered.
Moreover, witnessing a third type of attack besides magic and physical attacks was not a loss for Ouyang Qianjin.
However, the fact that she now has fewer and fewer subordinates has put Ouyang Qianjin herself in a crisis.
At least... that's what the samurai of the Kobayakawa family thought.
"Young Lady Ouyang! Come down here quickly!"
"Outsider! You can't escape!"
"Stop pretending!"
After the thousands of golems protecting Ouyang Qianjin were wiped out, the slightly injured members of the Red-Clad Clan surrounded Ouyang Qianjin's pumpkin carriage and kept shouting.
Although there were some newly spawned skeletons around the pumpkin carriage, there were actually only a few hundred of them.
After all, they are all useful professionals above level 50 who are picky pickers.
In addition, they were all skeletons without weapons or equipment.
Even the purple-robed skeleton general would find it difficult to withstand these thousands of red-clad warriors who were all above level 50.
If Ouyang Qianjin hadn't already reached level 70, and the Skeleton General hadn't also leveled up to 70, this battle might have ended much earlier.
"One hundred and thirty to eight thousand three, this battle can be considered a great victory by anyone."
It was different from what the Red-Clad Crowd thought.
Sitting in the pumpkin carriage, Ouyang Qianjin looked at the red-clad crowd surrounding her and Kobayakawa Daisuke standing in front of her.
"so what?"
Daisuke Kobayakawa, gripping his katana tightly, took two steps forward.
As if in a show of force, he swung his knife and cut down the two skeletons blocking his way, then stared directly at Ouyang Qianjin.
"Um... no so, I'm just stating a fact."
Faced with Daisuke Kobayakawa's direct gaze, Qianjin Ouyang simply shrugged, smiled, and shook her head slightly.
Do you think you have any chance to turn the tables before your skeleton army comes back to save you?
The speaker was the white-haired curator, Mr. Yamashita, who was standing next to Daisuke Kobayakawa.
However, the curator at the Yamashita Museum looked somewhat disheveled due to the recent battle.
"Recall? Why?"
Ouyang Qianjin was taken aback.
“Those skeletons were originally soldiers sent to eliminate the stronghold of the Eight Heads Shrine. Even now, in this situation that is very unfavorable to me, I have never thought of recalling them.”
"Old man, it seems you really know nothing about necromancers. Isn't there a single person in your Sakura country who has changed their profession to become a necromancer?"
"Or are you stuck in your ways, or are you trapped by something and unable to leave Mount Batou, which is why you can't learn about the necromancer?"
Ouyang Qianjin curiously shifted her gaze from Kobayakawa Daisuke to Yamashita Museum Director.
"you……"
Upon hearing what Ouyang Qianjin said, almost everyone except for Kobayakawa Daisuke's expression changed.
However, the young lady of the Ouyang family did not intend to give them any chance to refute.
"Life absorption!"
You have to shout out the skill name loudly.
As soon as everyone heard Ouyang Qianjin shout out the skill name, a dark green beam of light shot out.
Those with quick reflexes immediately jumped away in the direction from which the shot was coming.
This thwarted Ouyang Qianjin's attack.
However, before they could even rejoice, they discovered that things didn't seem to be as they had imagined.
The light... shone onto the ground.
"Life drain, simply put, is absorbing the other person's life force to use as the necromancer's life force to heal wounds or for other purposes."
"So the question is, what is this black mud made of?"
Ouyang Qianjin smiled and tilted her head towards Kobayakawa Daisuke.
"Retreat quickly!"
Daisuke Kobayakawa understood what Ms. Ouyang meant in about a second.
So he yelled at his red-clad men to retreat while jumping backward, trying to increase the distance between himself and the ground where the green light was.
Although Daisuke Kobayakawa reacted quickly, the red-clad men behind him did not have his agile figure.
And no matter how fast they are, how could they possibly outrun Ouyang Qianjin's skills?
'Click' 'Click' —
Ouyang Qianjin's life force was absorbed like a vacuum cleaner.
The surrounding black mud was instantly absorbed, revealing the vibrant life beneath, with weeds, wildflowers, and yellow soil thriving.
It's strange, really.
Although black mud covered everything.
But even the most fragile weeds were not harmed in the slightest.
It's like a black film covering some kind of crop.
Even the snow falling from the sky cannot harm it in the slightest.
Those red-clad men who didn't have time to escape, or those who were standing in areas without black mud, were instantly reduced to dust before Ouyang Qianjin's eyes.
The premise, reminiscent of vampires in ancient tales who vanish when exposed to sunlight, left Ouyang Qianjin speechless.
Looking back now, I'm glad I didn't get out of the car after seeing the black mud, just to be on the safe side, and even the gargoyles didn't let them land.
In retrospect, it was a very wise choice.
Although she did guess some of the purpose of the black mud.
But I never expected it to have such an immediate effect.
The results were so good that she didn't even need to dispose of the bodies.
In a sense, this is disadvantageous to Daisuke Kobayakawa and others, but it is also disadvantageous to Qianjin Ouyang.
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