Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 486 The Altar of the Underworld Invaded by Undead
Qingfeng Mountain is located in the central part of Bailu Plain, in the eastern part of Dingshan County. The mountains are continuous and winding.

Although the mountain is majestic and magnificent, even in the vast desert, many people are still unfamiliar with its name.

However, if you mention its name during the orcish rule, it is very famous and well-known in the White Deer Plain.

Black Mane Ridge!
This place was once the stronghold of the orcish "Longtooth" tribe, which had been operating for hundreds of years.

Those orc warriors with their long fangs once lived and thrived in this valley, honing their battle axes generation after generation and drinking the blood of human slaves.

At the Black Mane Ridge Pass, there once stood a formidable pass called Liao Pass, where the Han Hai Army and the Long Tooth Tribe fought a decisive battle, completely reversing the offensive and defensive balance between humans and orcs on the White Deer Plain.

Heavy artillery struck the pass, and the Liaoguan Pass was shattered by the barrage of fire. The roar of collapsing boulders echoed through the valley, and the rising dust blotted out the sky.

In that battle, the First and Second Armies of the National Defense Army met for the first time. The First Army launched the main attack from the front, while the Second Army defected to the enemy, thus forging an inextricable bond of love and hate between the two forces.

When the Dongbailu Plain was fully liberated and a new administrative division was established, upon application by the council and approval by Chen Mo, the old name from the period when it was under human control was restored, and it was renamed Qingfeng Mountain.

The mountain is named this because many of its bluish-gray rock peaks, layer upon layer, resemble swords and halberds, appearing and disappearing in the morning mist, creating a scene reminiscent of a traditional Chinese ink painting.

Although it has been ravaged by orcs for hundreds of years, the green mountains remain and the peaks are unchanged.

The activation point for the [Eternal Silence Swamp] magic circle chosen by Belial, the Lord of Twilight, was located in this dense forest.

The area is characterized by rolling hills, layer upon layer of peaks, and lush vegetation, making it an ideal hiding place. When the high-altitude radar in the vast ocean takes large-scale photographs for comparison, it's difficult to detect anything unusual about this place.

Furthermore, since the Long Tooth Tribe was completely eradicated, Han Hai has demolished the settlement area here. The nearest Han Hai village is more than ten kilometers away, and it is even more remote and difficult to reach Dingshan City.

In the minds of most Han Hai officers, if the goal was to introduce undead creatures to cause trouble for the enemy, this desolate place should never have been chosen.

Therefore, in the Hanhai investigation sequence, this area belongs to a lower priority level, second only to the lake area that needs to be scanned with sonar.

Finally, Belial, the Lord of Twilight, arranged cover here.

A patrol captain from Jeongsan County.

The ability to win over the soldiers of the Vast Sea is arguably the most brilliant move of the Twilight Lord.

Beria's greatest skill was uncovering people's weaknesses, amplifying their resentment and anger, and then using flattery, generous conditions, and inflammatory rhetoric to sway them.

The patrol captain, a former student expelled from the Han Naval Academy, was named Hong Mao.

Well, this guy has red hair, and the teacher who named him was a bit casual.

Hanhai Naval Academy has always adhered to a strict policy of rigorous entry and exit; those who can enter are all top talents selected from various regions. Hong Mao possesses excellent intelligence, abilities, and overall qualities, so he passed the preliminary and final examinations and was able to enter the military academy.

However, he has a very big flaw.

Perhaps because of the mixed blood of some unknown species, Hong Mao was short-tempered and easily angered. He could easily get into a fight with his classmates over the smallest things, and once the fight started, he would beat them to death, and no one could stop him.

That scene was roughly equivalent to "What are you looking at?" followed by "Bang!"

After receiving three demerits in a row, he was expelled from the military academy according to school rules.

Hong Mao still remembers that day clearly. The dean of students stood on the podium and read out the disciplinary decision with a blank expression: "Given that this student has repeatedly violated school rules and regulations, engaged in fighting, and has repeatedly failed to correct his behavior, it has been decided, after investigation, to expel him from the school."

The school's Torch Discipline Committee removed his epaulets.

Some people gloated, some remained expressionless, and a few who were usually on good terms with him looked regretful and sympathetic.

Hong Mao didn't know what this meant at the time. He stiffened his neck, turned around, and left.

Although he was eliminated from military academy, Hong Mao is still considered to have relatively high comprehensive abilities in society. His studies at military academy also gave him a level of education that most ordinary people lack.

During that period when the entire region was short of manpower and even had to open up bidding to recruit civil servants, he was recruited into the local patrol team.

A squad leader position, with a dozen or so people under his command, is prestigious and well-paid, with additional benefits during holidays. On the White Deer Plain, he is undoubtedly an object of everyone's admiration.

However, in Hong Mao's heart, it was like being torn apart.

Why is it that those guys who were not as good as him in school are now making meritorious contributions and receiving awards in the field army and the national defense army, and rising to prominence?

The guys he'd fought with had all risen to the rank of battalion commander, and when troops passed through Dingshan County, the bastard whose head he'd broken saw him without any reaction, as if he were just an ordinary person on the roadside.

As for himself, he could only manage a few peasants in remote and impoverished areas.
Why is it that so many of my classmates received names bestowed by the lord upon graduation, such as Chen, Xia, Yuan, or Chu, which immediately conveyed their high status and power, with their epaulets gleaming with stars?
But all that's left of me is this awful name.

He thought about it again and again, tossing and turning, but he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

It's just a fight, isn't it the same as a war? Whoever is more capable wins!

On what grounds did the school expel me?

On what grounds?!

This resentment and anger, like a venomous snake, gnawed at his heart day and night, making him bite his lips until they bled whenever he thought about it.

The Lord of Twilight loves this kind of person the most.

Discover, befriend, sow discord, and confide in each other.

"Indeed, it's utterly unreasonable!"

"What a pity, born at the wrong time!"

Have you ever thought about proving yourself in a different way?

And so, Hong Mao was developed into a spy for the Twilight Tower, and everything fell into place.

With such an inside agent providing cover, setting up a magic circle in this desolate wilderness would be incredibly easy.

Well, perhaps Belial chose Green Peak Mountain not because it was anything special, but simply because he had connections there and it was the most convenient place to make arrangements.

He needed a suitable location, which was crucial to his subsequent plans.

In any case, the tactical deception that the Lord of Twilight pulled off in the Vast Ocean, which even fooled his own people, was quite brilliant and bought him enough time.

The summoning ritual is now complete.

The massive amount of fresh souls supplied by the seventh-tier altar's secondary seat, like water being sucked in by a tornado, poured into the core of the [Eternal Swamp] array, where they were gradually absorbed and transformed into offerings for the Lord of the Underworld.

At the center of the magic circle, the air began to distort violently.

Like surging waves or rising heat, the vibrations grew stronger, and visible ripples spread outwards in concentric circles.

Wherever it passed, dust flew, stones scattered, and fallen leaves were swirled up and floated in the air.

A black dot begins to appear from the center of the ripples.

The black dot, which was initially only the size of a finger, gradually expanded with the vibration of the ripples, becoming a fist, a crack, and finally tearing open into a large door...

Suddenly, a bone claw extended, its pale knuckles gripping the door frame. With a forceful pull, the scouting skeleton slowly emerged from the doorway.

They set foot on the land of the new world.

The necromancer, having completed his spell, quickly turned around and jumped onto the back of the waiting Twilight Guards. Carried by these warriors, he ran wildly without looking back.

Strictly speaking, this is not a summoning, but a sacrifice.

The summoned creatures rely on the summoner's magic power to sustain them, so they must obey the necromancer's commands and follow his instructions.

This is why the number of undead creatures summoned cannot be too large; even the strongest necromancer cannot withstand the drain on their mental and magical power from a massive number of undead creatures.

However, the [Swamp of Eternal Silence] is different. The power that maintains this passage does not lie with the necromancers on the Starry World side, but with the underworld lord on the other side.

What comes out is not up to the necromancer, and therefore cannot be controlled.

These undead that have crossed over from other worlds will not obey the orders of anyone in the Starry World; they will only follow their instincts and the orders of their lords—to kill, devour, and expand.

If they don't run fast enough, these summoners will soon become part of the undead army, so the Lord of Twilight has specially arranged human mounts for them.

The only one unaware of the inside story was Hong Mao, who was still somewhat bewildered.

Watching the group's retreating figures, a sense of foreboding rose in his heart. After glancing back at the dark "abyss" one last time, he too began to flee up the mountain path.

But it was too late.

A cloud of lich plague descended heavily upon his head.

As if boiling water had been poured over his head, Hong Mao's skin began to fester and melt from the top of his head, and excruciating pain instantly filled his entire body.

He only had time to let out a short, shrill cry that was no longer human before he was reduced to a bloody, mangled skeleton in just half a minute.

Oh, and there's that head of red hair fluttering in the mountain wind.

This marked the first victory for the undead army upon arriving in the Starry World.

As the summoners fled in panic, the Gate of the Underworld continued to expand at an alarming rate, like a bottomless abyss leading to the unknown, with darkness churning back and forth and wave after wave of undead creatures pouring out.

Skeletons, zombies, ghouls, ghosts, liches, dark knights, death knights, bone dragons...

The bone dragon is stuck...

The enormous head that emerged from the door swayed wildly from side to side. This behemoth let out a furious roar. Although no one knew where the vocal organs of this skeletal frame were, it could still roar, and the sound was quite loud.

The surrounding low- to mid-level undead creatures were all blasted away.

After struggling several times, seeing the small undead below crouching and rolling outwards, the skull dragon had no choice but to retract its head.

A few seconds later, it stuck its head out again to try, only to be kicked back by a grumpy death knight, leaving behind a pitiful whimper.

The bone dragon was of a higher rank than the death knight, but the death knight had always looked down on this "superficial" fellow. Animals possess a keen instinct for predation; within a radius of several kilometers centered on the [Eternal Swamp], rabbits, wild boars, foxes, badgers, snakes, and even inconspicuous insects were all fleeing in panic.

Flocks of birds took flight in fright, blotting out the sun; wild beasts ran wildly, fleeing in panic and choosing no path.

The only things that can't escape are the trees.

However, they were soon freed.

A layer of gray-black smoke rose from the mountains, flowing along the ground. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees withered at a visible speed, the trees quickly turned yellow, the leaves curled up one by one, and the bark began to crack inch by inch.

In just a few minutes, a lush and green forest was completely transformed into a desolate and dark landscape.

The high-altitude radar over the vast ocean finally detected the anomaly.

The moment the photo was projected onto the command post, Qiu Yeyu shouted:
"Netherworld Mark!"

The term "Nether Mark" is a rather literary one found in ancient summoner texts. Necromancers usually prefer to call it "Field of Corruption" or "Cursed Earth."

This is a phenomenon that has not appeared in the Starry Continent for a long time.

For the same reason, without the support of a summoner's magic, these "wild" undead creatures, which have no connection with the Starry World, will be rejected by the Starry World's psionic laws.

The Netherworld Mark is the underworld's solution to this problem. These rotting surfaces are essentially nutrient pools for undead creatures. On the cursed land, undead creatures move more nimbly, become stronger, replenish themselves from injuries, and grow through killing.

Chen Mo had heard of it for a long time, but this was the first time he had seen it in person.

In the vision of the airships and drones, the land within a radius of several hundred meters centered on the summoning point turned gray-black, accompanied by a thin mist of dark green flowing outwards at a rapid pace.

In this desolate "corrosion field," one can occasionally see dark white veins stretching out like blood vessels. The plants along the way are quickly drained of their vitality, rot, and disintegrate, leaving behind gray trunks, twisted branches, and clusters of spherical objects emitting a dark green phosphorescence.

Where the cursed earth spread, the scattered undead creatures seemed to have been suddenly accelerated, surging forward a great distance.

The slow-moving skeletons took long strides, the zombies that were originally "walking on crutches" moved with incredible speed, and the higher-ranking undead creatures seemed to fly.

"Night Whisper, can this door be blown up?"

"Commander-in-Chief, I cannot confirm!"

"According to past records, magical attacks on the [Eternal Silence Swamp] will accelerate the cracking of the passage, making the spacetime rift larger and causing more undead to emerge!"

"We don't know anything about our weapons!"

Chen Mo clenched his fists.

"Order the air force to begin interception and control the rate at which the undead creatures spread."

"Evacuate the surrounding population and prepare the outer defense line!"

"Frost Flow!"

"I'm here!" The little prince jumped out in one swift step, his ears slightly turned back, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Let's go to Dingshan County and take a closer look, quick!"

"it is good!"

Before she could finish speaking, Liu Shuang had already scooped up Chen Mo and skillfully hoisted him onto her shoulder. The movement was fluid and seamless, and then, like a gentle breeze, she vanished in the blink of an eye.

Well, Chen Mo was willing to sacrifice his image to get away as quickly as possible, otherwise the commanders on the scene would definitely stop him, and who knows how much time he would waste.

Liu Shuang is still the one who listens to me the most!
As the officers shouted and chased after them, the silver pegasus carrying the two men had already taken to the air, with the silver-feathered horned eagle air cavalry in hot pursuit. Soon, they turned into a line of black dots on the horizon and disappeared into the northern sky.

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A few minutes later, Liu Shuang, carrying her lord and pulling the silver pegasus, crawled into the cabin of the Nine Heavens Heavy Transport Aircraft that was cruising over Qishan, and their speed increased once again.

At 1 p.m., when Chen Mo arrived at Qingfeng Mountain, the drone formation that had arrived earlier had already begun ground interception bombing, with smoke and dust rising and flames shooting into the sky.

The sound of explosions echoed repeatedly through the valley. With each bomb that fell, hordes of the dead were overturned and shattered, with severed limbs and remains flying everywhere.

But the number of undead was simply too great. As soon as one batch was blown up, another batch poured out of the gate, endlessly and without end.

Chen Mo, however, does not dare to launch a direct attack on the door at this moment.

He also had his own plans and didn't want any unforeseen complications or uncontrollable situations to arise.

After a brief observation, Chen Mo set up a temporary command post on another mountain peak 25 kilometers away from the summoning location, and began issuing combat orders, directing the troops to launch a series of attacks.

Twenty-two minutes later, the most mobile airborne troops of the Vast Ocean landed on the south side of Qingfeng Mountain. Under the command of Loma Chasing Wind, they quickly assembled and began the first wave of ground assault on the undead spread zone with their light and heavy weapons.

The minotaur warriors carried heavy machine guns, with huge, automatically fed ammunition boxes hanging on their backs. Their fingers were locked on the triggers, and the muzzles spewed flames nearly half a meter high.

Centered around these behemoths, the human soldiers worked in perfect coordination, advancing under the alternating cover of light machine guns, submachine guns, and grenades.

Chen Mo needs the military to provide him with a safe passage.

A passage that would allow him to approach the summoning altar and enter the area where the "psychic barrier" was weakened or even completely eliminated, thus giving him the opportunity to activate the bloodline altar and receive a large number of reinforcements from his homeland.

The teleportation of the underworld army is like a snowball effect; it is weakest in the early stages but also the easiest to withstand. Chen Mo must seize every second to gain this opportunity.

"Hurry up!"

At 2:07 PM, the first air cavalry unit of the Vast Ocean, the Elf Silverfeather Griffin Squadron, arrived.

Having driven at full speed all the way, the air cavalrymen, now completely exhausted, administered the [Eternal Song] series of potions to themselves and their flying mounts. Some of the weaker warriors even injected themselves with adrenaline.

The composite bowstrings twanged, arrows rained down, and under the cover of long-range air force, the paratroopers on the ground accelerated their advance.

After the few remaining ranged liches on the field were eliminated, the undead army, which had not yet formed a significant force, was suppressed by the relentless firepower. The circle that had been spreading outwards was smashed into a deep dent by the Vast Sea army.

The minotaur warrior, abandoning his machine gun with its empty ammunition belt, flipped over the ammunition box behind him, charging forward like a bulldozer as if wielding a two-meter-tall alloy shield, creating a metal defensive line in front of the undead creatures.

At the same time, the elven thorn vines rapidly multiplied around them, forming another layer of green wall.

Large groups of undead creatures were held back outside the wall. Many of them had their arms blown off and their spines pierced by bullets. The ground was littered with writhing skeletons and zombies.

However, the undead creatures' emotional stability proved effective at this moment. They piled up one after another, frantically scratching at the vines and shield, making a chilling scraping sound.

In particular, there was a zombie in the front row whose lower body was dragging on the ground, with only its upper body able to move. It was baring its teeth, its expression ferocious, and it was scratching very hard.

The location of the protection center was calculated by Qiu Yeyu to be the maximum distance from which the psionic barrier could be broken through using the [Eternal Swamp].

Once she was certain the defenses had held, Liu Shuang carried Chen Mo and charged into the designated position in two consecutive charges.

Everything was seamlessly connected.

Despite the dizziness and nausea from the sudden rush and stop, Chen Mo scattered magical materials with both hands while chanting a long string of location incantations.

He didn't even bother to avoid the ears of those around him.

Hercules-Corona Borealis Wall – KBC Void – Sloan Wall – Pisces-Cygnus Supercluster Complex…

Milky Way galaxy – Orion Arm – Gould Belt – Local Cluster…

Solar System — Inner Solar System — Blue Moon System — Blue Star...

For the first time, Chen Mo felt that the location coordinates were so long! He hadn't noticed it when he read them before, but now every second felt like torture.

Finally, the last syllable was uttered, and the Bloodline Altar opened as scheduled.

With a deep rumble, the Dongxia unmanned combat vehicle, which had been waiting at the beacon on the opposite side, was the first to emerge from the deep light and shadow.

Become!

Unlike the fixed-point teleportation of the past, this is a war chariot that has come to our aid!
If the previous altar delivery system was like a cabin elevator—you put things in, the door closed, you waited, and then it opened again, and the contents were replaced with things from your ancestral home—then the current delivery system is like an automatic escalator, continuously delivering things.

However, in the next moment, a dazzling white light flashed.

The zombie that was desperately scratching at the shield wall suddenly shed its disguise and transformed into a dashing young man in flowing white robes.

He pushed off with both hands and leaped into the air, white light scattering from his body like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

Although his movements weren't fast, the scene suddenly seemed to turn into a frame-by-frame movie, with everyone's thoughts and bodies slowing down considerably. They just watched helplessly as the guy leaped over, drawing an elegant parabola in the air, and slanted into the altar door that Chen Mo had opened.

He even did a side turn in mid-air, turning his face towards the astonished Chen Mo and giving him a bright smile.

The white-clad man's lips twitched, but he seemed not to hear anything. Afterwards, repeated replays of the video footage revealed that, judging from the lip movements, that damned guy was speaking Celestial Language.

Thank you!

He seemed very polite.

Belial, the Lord of Twilight, has always been like this!
Politeness is a good habit, but—

This is the crucial but!

After Belial threw in that portal, the bloodline altar seemed to be suddenly cut off from power, instantly turning from deep blue into pitch black.

A chariot that had just emerged halfway out was as if it had been sliced ​​in two by a blade of light, the cut as smooth as a mirror. One piece fell outside the door, and the other remained inside.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo's bloodline altar stopped operating and lost its connection.

Chen Mo stared in disbelief at the now-vanished altar gate and let out a roar.

"I***!"

(End of this chapter)