Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 37: Boda Corpse

"Ah, yes, yes. It is this power, the power of the great death!" Uonnos grabbed a handful of ashes floating in the air and sniffed them at the tip of his nose in ecstasy.

His long white hair, like a spider web, was suspended in the air by magic, his black eyes shrank into needle-sized dots, and the aura of death radiated to all the surviving undead.

"My pets, go ahead and eat the fresh flesh for me!"

Those undead creatures were like chickens with blood, and they attacked the orcs' defenses again and again with the tireless sound of bones rubbing against each other.

"Yes, revive, revive, wake up from the darkness, and transcend from the world!"

The spell rang in everyone's ears like dense raindrops, and dead bodies stood up one after another under the dark magic. That was the blasphemous power brought by [Manipulating the Dead].

Wuongnos did not stop until he had used up all of his third-level spell slots, and by then more than a hundred living zombies had appeared on the field again.

Nemesis looked at all this and curled his lips. He didn't think these zombies were of any use.

The zombies swung their stiff gray arms. They were indeed much stronger than skeletons, but still inferior to orcs. Moreover, more than a hundred zombies could not do anything.

Uronos consumed at least eight third-level spell slots. If he had used them to cast [Fireball], the effect would have been much more useful than these one hundred zombies.

Fireball! The only god of third-level spells!

If anyone opposes it, Nemesis will use its twenty-meter radius, powerful fire damage and explosion damage, and extremely fast flying speed to tell the other party how right it is!
boom! boom! boom!
Violent explosions continued to rise in the crowd, and every spark from the dragon's claws would kill at least twenty enemies. Some powerful shadow swords relied on their physical defense to survive the horrific explosion, but the burning that was worse than death also made them lose their combat effectiveness.

Uonnos looked gloomily at the dragon that stole his limelight. He found it hard to accept that the cheap fireball spell killed one after another of the undead he had carefully crafted.

"Boda corpse!"

Under the order of the Necromancer, the five Boda corpses that had been protected by the army began to move. They began to stare at the unfortunate orcs with their eyes without whites. All the orcs who looked at them died suddenly under the unknown force.

But that’s not all. One minute after death, their bodies began to become stiff and pale. Their noses quickly disappeared, and their eyes turned into black holes with no whites.

This is a contagious virus.

Each Boda corpse can use [Death Gaze] three times a day, and those orcs who are generally only level three are simply unable to resist their power.

The newly born Boda corpses accelerated the progress of the infection. In a short period of time, nearly a hundred orcs turned into pale monsters.

Signa, who was recovering from her injuries beside Nemesis, said with disgust, "What a disgusting fellow! He even dared to make something like a Boda corpse. At this moment, I really hope that a paladin from the Good God Church will come out and give him a Holy Slash."

The creation of many undead creatures is expressly prohibited by the church on the ground. Ghosts are one of them, followed by boda corpses. Once this kind of undead creature that can be transmitted like a virus is discovered by the Church of the Good God, the creator will be found even if they have to dig three feet underground.

As for the outcome after finding out, it will not be better than going to hell.

If there is only one place in Faerun that dares to create such monsters unscrupulously, it is probably Sel where the Red Robe Wizard lives.

"Don't look into their eyes!" Nemesis shouted loudly. He then stretched out his dragon claws and began to chant a spell. Light pearls surrounded him and then transformed into milky white rays of light with a holy aura that shot towards the Boda corpse on the ground.

Every Boda corpse hit by the light was like being splashed with sulfuric acid. The hit location quickly carbonized and then dissipated. The undead creatures that should have no sense of pain let out shrill screams.

A first-level Shaping spell - [Light of Lunia].

The arcane imitates the light of Mount Heaven where the gods reside, which is the gathering place of all positive energy. Even the harmless breeze and warm sunshine carry terrible killing power to undead creatures.

The incantation of a first-level spell is short to begin with, and with the help of Dragon Language, Nemesis's release speed becomes even faster, allowing it to release a beam of [Light of Lunia] in less than a second.

After being reminded, the orcs no longer dared to look into the eyes of the Boda corpses. Even if there were a few reckless fools, their proliferation rate was greatly reduced.

Wuongnos rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe what he saw. Could this scroll dragon be the illegitimate child of Mystra? How come there were so many spell slots that it seemed like they could never be used up?

Seeing his precious Boda corpses being killed one by one, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Uonnos flew quickly towards the city wall. Under the effect of the five-ring spell [Soaring in the Sky], he could gallop in the air at a distance of 15 meters per second.

As Wuonnos approached and prepared a spell, he decided to target the two dragons. Once they were dealt with, Saurfang would no longer have the power to stop him.

Nemesis's expression also turned serious. He could not contend with the power of the five-ring and six-ring spells. He was ready to escape at any time.

But his thoughts were interrupted by a figure that suddenly rushed out of the city wall at a speed faster than the speed of sound.

Saurfang jumped across the battlefield of nearly 100 meters in an instant, and the battlement he was standing on had been shattered. He looked up at Wuongnos in the sky with an expressionless face and revealed a provocative smile.

"Your curse has failed, Zhuo Er, what other tricks do you have for me to see?"

While Uonnos was focused on eradicating the natives, Gord had already lifted the curse on Saurfang.

The necromancer stopped flying, his face under the black robe had become extremely ugly. He didn't expect Saurfang to recover so quickly.

How could a curse cast by the power of Darkest Hour be lifted so easily? ! Is there a high-level priest here?
Nemesis also quietly glanced at the smiling Gord, and realized that something was wrong with this gray dwarf.

Wuongnos waved his staff angrily and said coldly: "Do you think you can win?"

The necromancer chanted the spell again, but Saurfang on the ground would not watch him complete the spell. He just bent his legs slightly and suddenly rushed into the sky. The huge catapulting force shattered the earth, and the strong wind formed a sharp whistle behind him.

There was a sly flash in Uonnos' eyes, he swung his staff, the spell in his mouth stopped, and instead a ring on his left hand emitted a red light.

Fourth-ring Shaping Spell [Otiluk's Magic Sealing Sphere]!
The red force field energy was summoned from the etheric world, and then, under the will of the wizard, it was shaped into a force field spherical prison with a length, width and height of two meters.

Unable to dodge in time, Saurfang was directly caught by the spell and slammed into the top of the prison, but the powerful impact did not have any effect on the prison.

Instead, Saurfang was trapped in the spherical prison and fell rapidly towards the ground under the influence of gravity.

(End of this chapter)