the only savior

Chapter 982 Frost Dragon Legion
"Pole Star!"

Zhang Xiaoman was observing the battle situation below, when a shout suddenly sounded behind him.

"It's you."

He didn't look back, but he already knew the identities of the people who came, and they were several saints from the Bound Breaker Association.

"Ji Xing, why do you know necromancy, isn't this thing already lost? Could it be that you are a necromancer, you..."

As soon as Yohad came up, he couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked with a loud voice.

McAvey patted him on the shoulder and interrupted him:
"Okay, Yohad, now is not the time to ask these questions. You were seriously injured before, so hurry back and leave it to us to deal with it."

Yohard quit and said:

"I'm not going back! Although I suffered a little injury, I can fight again! Even if I can't deal with that cunning guy Urbis for the time being, it's okay to help deal with those orc cubs! We dwarves don't have any problems. So vulnerable!"

Zhang Xiaoman turned his head to look at several people, and said:

"The orc army is very powerful. I'm afraid these undead are not enough. I need to summon some more. I'll leave this to you for the time being. I'll be right back."

As he said that, he was about to leave, but McAvey behind him suddenly stopped him.

"Wait! Jixing, you summoned so many undead just now, the consumption must be huge. I have a mana crystal here, which can restore some mana for you. You should absorb it quickly."

Zhang Xiaoman looked at the palm-sized blue crystal handed over by the other party, felt the full elemental power in it, shook his head with a smile, and said:
"My consumption can keep up. Lesentra, you should keep this crystal for yourself. Kuhan City still depends on you to defend it. You can't let the orcs take advantage of it."

As he spoke, he patted the horns of the Frost Dragon under his feet, and continued:
"Besides, I don't need to summon it anymore, it will do it for me, so you don't have to worry."

McAvey flinched.

"Erculus?"

"hold head high!!"

The Frost Dragon uttered a sky-shattering dragon cry, as if responding to his words, but no matter how he heard it, there was a very uncomfortable anger in his tone.

"Hehe, it seems that it doesn't want to see you for the time being. Okay, let's stop here for the chat. Pay attention to the sneak attack in the sky and stay vigilant."

McAvey paused, seeing that he really didn't intend to take away the mana crystal, so he withdrew his hand.

He knew that what the other party said to let him and others defend Kuhan City was completely polite.

In fact, with an army of millions of undead staring ahead, unless all of these orcs can fly, it would be impossible for them to leap over these undead and directly attack Kuhan City.

"Be careful, that guy Urbis is still here, we can't let him sneak attack Pole Star, everyone go and stop him!"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoman had left, McAvey hurried towards Urbis with the remaining saints.

Just as he expected, the orc king of the orc clan did have plans to sneak attack Zhang Xiaoman.

In his opinion, although it is difficult to deal with the undead army head-on, if the summoner is directly killed, these undead will disappear in smoke.

"Hmph, here are some nasty mice!"

Urbis glanced at the flying figure of McAvey and others, and said to the three shaman priests beside him:
"You guys go first, stop that Necromancer, and hand over these mice to me, and I'll come to meet you when I finish them off."

"Be careful, that Frost Dragon is very powerful, it should be transformed by Alculus, don't fight hard!"

Three shamans led the way.

They are all equipped with armed rings, and their strength is not inferior to a saint in the middle of the ninth rank.

But Urbis also knew the strength of Alculus, and with that necromancer with mysterious origin, he didn't think that these few people alone could win the opponent.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoman had already ridden the Frost Dragon and flew over the front of the battlefield, heading towards the position of the orc army behind.

As he said before, if he wants to continue to resurrect the undead now, he doesn't need to make a move.

Through the spiritual connection, he has learned that the frost dragon under his feet has the ability to directly resurrect the undead.

It's just that the undead resurrected by it are the lowest-level existence, just like the army of undead below, they can basically only be regarded as miscellaneous soldiers.

But what they need now is soldiers to fight against the orc army, even the lowest-level miscellaneous soldiers are enough.

After all, those undead were resurrected using Zhang Xiaoman's dark spiritual power, so the dark spiritual power contained in their bodies was naturally also.

When they attack, the dark spiritual power will be attached to the weapon in the form of attachment, just like the alien species that once invaded the water blue star.

Although this is only a small part of dark spiritual power, it can also have a very good armor-piercing effect.

Therefore, despite the miserable appearance of these low-level undead, some of them don't even have a decent weapon, but just slash with a broken sword.

But with the attachment of dark spiritual power, their attacks are quite sharp.

Zhang Xiaoman rode the Frost Giant Dragon, and wherever he passed, pieces of ice-blue brilliance shone down.

Those dead orc warriors opened their eyes one after another, turned into members of the undead army, and joined in the fight with the orc army.

Now, another characteristic of undead creatures like the undead army is manifested, that is, their number is increasing.

When the orc warrior falls in the battle with the undead, his body will be resurrected as a new undead, and he will turn his blade at his companions.

Everyone was still fighting side by side in the first second, and in the next second they started facing each other again.

As long as the summoner Zhang Xiaoman is still there, the battle will never stop.

This is the existence of the prismatic imprint.

If the orcs hadn't been affected by Lulabada, without that berserk effect, I am afraid that even the warriors who regard death as home would collapse at this time.

Erculus soared over the battlefield.

The three shaman priests sent by Urbis, whose strength is comparable to that of the mid-ninth level, are following behind furtively at this moment.

They will not take the initiative to come forward to fight for their lives, but hang far away hundreds of meters away.

From time to time, one or two lightning bolts were released for a sneak attack, causing the frost dragon to roar again and again.

Zhang Xiaoman didn't pay attention to them for the time being, he commanded Alculus to fly over to the rear of the beast army, and came to the position where he had drawn the dragon's blood before.

He has not forgotten that there are dozens of black dragon corpses here.

Some of the black dragons that Alculus had killed before, plus the ones he himself eliminated, almost the entire black dragon army is here.

To revive these black dragons, Alculus alone is of course not enough.

Although the energy in its body is huge, it can be used to resurrect a large number of undead soldiers on the battlefield.

But for the corpse of such a high-level creature, Zhang Xiaoman still needs to personally take action.

Following the release of ice-blue undead spells, the fallen black dragons on the ground opened their eyes and stood up again.

I don't know why, including Alculus, the bodies of these dragon creatures seem to naturally have a kind of energy of the holy light attribute.

When Zhang Xiaoman's undead spell is cast, these energies will conflict with the yin-negative structure in his spell.

Under normal circumstances, this will lead to the failure of the resurrection of the undead.

But if Zhang Xiaoman forcibly pours more energy into it, he can neutralize the energy of the holy light, and then revive it.

But in this way, the flesh and blood of the giant dragon will remain and wither, and finally form a bone dragon like the frost giant dragon.

Behind them, the three shaman priests couldn't sit still after seeing a powerful frost dragon being born from a flesh and blood corpse.

Just one Alculus has caused the orcs to suffer a lot. If there are more than [-] more at once, wouldn't it be completely ruined.

At this time, the few people could no longer care about Urbis' instructions, and wanted to get closer to stop the actions of that damned human necromancer.

In this way, Alculus had found an opportunity, and Dang even rushed forward with dozens of frost dragons.

These shamans are not Zhang Xiaoman, nor are they the former Golden Sacred Dragon King.

Facing the siege of these dozens of giant dragons, even one of them was drowned by the terrifying frost breath and fell on the spot.

Zhang Xiaoman resurrected the opponent as a shaman with a backhand.

The remaining two orcs were shocked when they saw this, and turned around in a hurry to escape.

But at this time, how could they escape.

Accompanied by two high-pitched dragon chants, the original Black Dragon King Jilinget and Pujack Crews were also revived as Frost Dragons.

Coupled with Erculus, the most powerful dragon king, the three giant dragons killed them directly in the air.

At this point, the three shaman priests Urbis planned to send to hold Zhang Xiaoman back, became the opponent's new little brother in a blink of an eye.

Unlike ordinary low-level undead, these creatures whose strength has reached the eighth level or above seem to be able to maintain their original sanity after resurrection.

But this is not set in stone.

According to the difference in strength and the time of death, the degree to which they can maintain their sanity after resurrection is also different.

These three ninth-level giant dragons are almost the same as they were in life, no matter whether it is behavior, way of thinking, or communication ability, there is no lag at all.

If it weren't for their ferocious appearance and the cold death breath, Zhang Xiaoman would hardly feel that standing in front of him were three undead dragons resurrected by magic.

"Okay, the matter here has been dealt with, now go kill Urbis and end this war."

Zhang Xiaoman gave instructions to the undead dragon army, and then rode Alculus and rushed out first.

Behind, the two brothers Gillingert and Pujack Cruz followed closely behind.

"Damn humans! Let go of our control!!"

At this time, the two giant dragons were still struggling to get out of the shackles just like Erculus at the beginning.

But their actions are clearly futile.

As their summoner, Zhang Xiaoman has complete control over their actions.

No matter how angry and reluctant the two black dragon brothers yelled.

But under the control of Zhang Xiaoman's undead spell, his body seemed to be not his own, and he still kept moving.

Erculus glanced at the two of them with disdain.

It has also had such a period of struggle and resistance before.

After all, he was the former Golden Sacred Dragon King who claimed to be a demigod, so how could he be willing to be controlled by others like this.

But reality cannot be changed by the will of the dragon.

Its struggle has no effect, and in the end it can only lower its proud head in front of the facts.

The reason for this is that it really has no way to resist, and on the other hand, the undead spell is subtly affecting its thinking, making it gradually rely on Zhang Xiaoman, the summoner.

And when this dependence reaches a certain level, it will naturally turn into loyalty.

Now, seeing that Gillinget and Puja Cruz had the same experience as himself, Erculus somehow felt better in his heart.

This is probably the psychological change brought about by "I am the only one who is unlucky" and "everyone is unlucky together".

Because it lacked complete wings, the eighth-level Frost Dragon could not fly on this continent, and was left behind by Zhang Xiaoman to continue harvesting the lives of the orc army.

When he felt that the Wall of Sighs was empty, the battle of the holy ranks that took place here had reached a feverish stage.

Urbis, who was wearing a golden armor, fought against the five holy ranks alone, without losing the wind at all.

Of course, this is due to the fact that everyone consumed most of their energy in the previous battles, but it cannot be denied that Urbis is powerful.

He was originally at the peak of the ninth level of strength, and with the increase in the arming ring, even McAvey and Alculus in their prime were no match for him.

However, after all, McAvey is a ninth-level holy magister, the strongest existence in the human race today.

Also at the peak of the ninth rank, under the cover of his companions, he displayed the true strength of a holy magister.

A series of high-level magic was thrown over as if it didn't cost money. McAvey didn't need to consider the shield and his own displacement, nor did he need to consider distance and control. He only needed to output vigorously.

The sky was filled with all kinds of powerful spells for a while, the storm and thunder roared and hissed, and the ice and flames complemented each other.

Urbis is at the center of all this, and now he can only bury his head to resist. The indiscriminate attacks made it impossible to launch a counterattack for a while.

But all this is only temporary.

Once McAvey's magic falls into chant, or there is a gap, he will turn into golden light and rush away.

Several other saints arranged defenses around McAvey, but because of the existence of Urbis' armed ring, these defenses were very fragile.

If they hadn't been resisting alternately with many people, I am afraid that everyone in the Bound Breaker Association would have already been defeated by this time.

(End of this chapter)