As the chant reached its crucial moment, a voice rang out from outside the altar: "Retreat."
Among the crowd, a man who had once defended the city alongside Liu Nian shouted, "It's that necromancer!"
There's no mistake, he heard that voice all night.
Fortunately, he was a good person, so no one suspected anything and they all stepped back.
We can't refuse to return it, because dark resistance potions aren't available in unlimited quantities.
Besides, we don't have many units left. Are we just going to stand there and wait for casualties to drop out?
As everyone retreated, the masked man was suddenly surrounded by a group of skeletons. It was none other than Liu Nian, who had only made a brief appearance in a few chapters, who had arrived late.
After running all the way, Liu Nian found the altar by passing through piles of corpses.
Thanks to the raven's scouting, he didn't have to take a detour.
Along the way, he passed a pile of corpses and converted the soul power he had refreshed this week into skeletons. Each skeleton required five points of soul power to convert, and with his current soul power, he had enough to convert twenty-four skeletons.
As I felt completely drained, the number of skeletons surrounding me also increased dramatically.
Each level of soul power increases by ten points, and Liu Nian has not yet discovered any other way to increase soul power.
However, the recovery of soul power and magic power does not follow the same rules. Magic power is refreshed every day at midnight, while soul power is refreshed once a week.
Twenty-nine skeletons, five skeleton archers, and five ghouls—the number of skeletons around Liu Nian has greatly increased.
After extinguishing the torches at a distance, Liu Nian did not rush to the stage. Instead, he searched through the information to determine who the Eye of Truth was.
Back then, even the Chosen Ones could clearly see the ranks, but this person even concealed their name, so they must be an important figure in the Eye of Truth.
After seeing the masked man's information, Liu Nian confirmed that this was the protagonist of the night.
Seeing that the city lord and his group were in deep danger, the scene at the beginning of the story unfolded.
Just as the masked man was surrounded by twenty-nine skeletons and five ghouls, he unleashed a rain of shadow arrows.
The arrows struck the skeletons directly, causing no casualties.
Liu Nian now has the passive bonus of level 7 Skeleton Control, which greatly increases the skeletons' health and attack power. The more skeletons there are, the more obvious the increase.
The masked man, not expecting that his skills would fail to take down the group of skeletons, was surrounded by the skeleton army.
On the other side, thanks to Liu Nian's timely support, everyone looked at him with gratitude.
However, Liu Nian did not see the expressions on everyone's faces; he was focused on casting the spell.
Only after the Slowing Spell and the Curse of Increased Damage were applied to the masked man did he relax slightly.
The masked man, being short and stocky, couldn't possibly surround so many skeletons. Many of the skeletons, unable to find a point of attack, circled around Liu Nian.
He really held back, that mage!
He Xi looked at the number of skeletons Liu Nian summoned and felt a mix of emotions, both gratitude and fear.
The masked man couldn't hold out for long under the siege of skeletons and used teleportation to escape.
The skeletons were momentarily at a loss and stood there dumbfounded.
After teleporting to the other side of the altar, the masked man hurriedly applied a magic armor to himself before he had a chance to properly examine himself.
His attire had deteriorated to a level worse than that of a beggar, and his body bore countless scars from weapons, making him look like a refugee.
Crafting the Stone of Life requires a Soul Shard, which he currently lacks.
Liu Nian was too far away from him, and there were skeletons in front of him for cover, so he couldn't lock onto the target.
We had to choose another target. Damn it, he escaped again!
The masked man stared at Liu Nian with malevolent eyes, pondering whose soul he should extract.
The remaining people were even more cunning than monkeys; they had already anticipated this move and hid far behind the skeleton.
At this moment, the skeleton, at Liu Nian's signal, attacked the masked man again.
Skeletons have no souls, so fragments cannot be extracted.
They were unwilling to leave, and the consequences of returning after the festival was held without permission were worse than death.
The masked man was now in a difficult position.
That necromancer must be primarily focused on summoning; with so many skeletons, he probably doesn't have any mana left.
He chanted Shadow Arrow Rain again, deciding that he could deal with these annoying skeletons first before settling scores with them.
Protected by the magic armor spell, the Shadow Arrow Rain was finally not interrupted, and the skeletons attacking in front of him fell to the ground.
You little brat, let's see if you dare to be so arrogant again!
The masked man was overjoyed as he looked at the few skeletons in front of him, and then shattered another skeleton with a Shadow Arrow.
He was happy, and Liu Nian was secretly delighted as well; he had been waiting for this move from him.
Magic was injected into the fallen corpse, causing it to swell up as if it were being inflated.
The masked man realized something was wrong, but his teleportation cooldown wasn't over yet, and there were other professionals eyeing him from further away.
They clearly knew what Liu Nian was planning, and they lingered around the masked man, trying to block his escape.
The consequences of distraction were severe. The remaining ghouls tore apart the last remnants of the magic armor, and the bone archers and archers further away were overjoyed at the sight, firing arrows to hinder the masked man's movements.
With a loud "bang," both the masked man and the ghoul were engulfed by the exploding corpses on the ground, and the ghoul's corpse was then injected with magic, creating a chain reaction.
The masked man was not only burned by the flames, but also covered in more than a dozen layers of poison.
The mask on his face was blown off, revealing a face with exotic features.
As for his robe, it was completely burned, and he was no longer as composed as before. Now he looked no worse than a beggar.
Seeing the masked man's disheveled appearance, everyone was secretly delighted, and some couldn't help but laugh out loud.
I, the esteemed Bishop Tors of the Eye of Truth, a chosen one of heaven, have never suffered such an insult.
Tors' face flushed red and then turned pale!
The masked man is very angry, and the consequences will be severe!
The toxins in his body don't care whether he's angry or not; they still drain his life points every five seconds.
Oh no, I didn't bring the antidote.
Bishop Tors touched his tattered pouch and couldn't help but groan in despair.
The crystal bottles containing various potions were all broken in the battle just now.
Bishop Tors ignored the professional wrapped around himself and looked at the masked man in the distance who had made him look so disheveled.
A necromancer dressed in complete black!
“That man dressed all in black? You must be the one I’m looking for?” Although Bishop Tors was in a sorry state, he spoke the Tianlong language fluently.
No one knew what he was talking about, but they were happy to watch the poison slowly wear him down.
He Xi pondered for a moment. He had the upper hand now, so there was no need to let his brothers risk their lives. He signaled everyone to surround Bishop Tors from a distance and prevent him from escaping.
The group calculated the furthest distance they could teleport, and then subtly surrounded him within that range.
“Yes, you called for me, so I came!” Liu Nian walked up to the altar, followed by the ghouls and skeletons that had been summoned again.
“The relic is in your hands,” Bishop Tors said solemnly.
"Don't you know? Don't tell me you weren't the one who delivered the letter!"
The messenger was not him, but one of his men.
How could a bishop of the prestigious Tianlong District possibly become a gigolo?
He only needs to make a gesture, and a group of people will be willing to do it for him.
“It is good that you have the sacred object with you, which saves my lord a lot of trouble.” Thors said these cryptic words while sitting on the altar.
The crowd dismissed it as the ramblings of a dying man.
A sense of unease welled up inside him. Only Liu Nian knew how terrifying these madmen were. He commanded his summoned creatures to kill the bishop.
Bishop Tors laughed wildly as he looked at the crowd before him, as if they were a group of ants who overestimated their own abilities.
The poison he had been poisoned rendered him beyond saving, and a crazy idea popped into his mind.
"Welcome the Lord of Truth." On his deathbed, Bishop Tors raised the ceremonial dagger and plunged it fiercely into his heart.
"Hahahaha, you will all become sacrifices to my Lord!"
He laughed wildly as he breathed his last. Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Bishop Tors's body began to swell and deform, as if something was about to burst out of his body.
Inside the altar, everyone felt an unprecedented pressure, so intense that it was hard to breathe.
Although everyone knew something was wrong, they seemed to be bound by an invisible hand, losing control of their bodies.
They could only watch helplessly as Bishop Tors continued to undergo strange changes.
Eventually, he seemed to transform into a human-shaped cocoon, his entire inflated body contracting and pulsating rhythmically as if it were alive.
Seeing this, the unease in everyone's hearts reached its peak, and they vaguely sensed that some powerful being was about to descend.
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