Outrageous! I started as the Elf King!

Chapter 17 Necromancer

The fireball Lin Yi unleashed was several meters in diameter, ridiculously large, and its power was terrifyingly strong, instantly killing hundreds of undead creatures. This immediately attracted the attention of many high-level undead.

"An elf, male?"

"And she's a level nine fire mage!"

"Aren't all elves female? How can there be male elves?"

"Never mind, charge in!"

"Slay all the elves and topple the Tree of Life!"

A high-level undead spirit is shaking the mind and issuing commands.

The vast undead army surged towards the elven legion gathered in the center of the square like a tidal wave, carrying countless magical attacks and a dense rain of arrows.

During the process, a large number of undead creatures fell to the ground.

In particular, the magical skills from over a hundred elven mages inflicted heavy casualties on the undead army.

Even so, the undead army did not retreat an inch.

Soon, the two legions clashed.

The metallic clanging sounds were dense and piercing.

Hundreds of elven swordsmen formed a formidable defensive line, forcefully repelling the undead army's charge. Even when undead knights charged in, they were forcibly cut down from their horses.

Every elven swordsman possesses superb swordsmanship.

They moved nimbly, leaving afterimages as they weaved through the enemy's swords and blades.

The sharp elven sword in his hand drew out dazzling flashes of sword light.

Before long, a large number of mutilated corpses of undead creatures piled up around them.

Unfortunately, there were simply too many undead creatures.

As time passed, more and more undead creatures poured into the battlefield and, under the command of some high-ranking undead, surrounded the elven army.

The elven army was forced to change sides.

At the beginning, the elven army's formation was square, with elven swordsmen at the forefront.

The formation has now become a circle.

The elven swordsman remained on the outer perimeter, protecting the elven archers and elven mages in the inner circle.

While the difference may seem minor, it is actually very disadvantageous for the elven swordsmen because their defensive lines are longer, and they have to face more enemies at the same time.

The only good news is that the elven mage's destructive power is quite astonishing.

Their advanced magic could kill large numbers of undead creatures every second.

Moreover, with the elven spring water replenishing their magic, they didn't need to worry about consumption at all, continuously casting various magical skills and constantly increasing the casualties of the undead army.

This can greatly reduce the pressure on the elven swordsmen.

As for the Elf Archer, most of his attention was focused on the sky.

As the elven mages changed their targets, the threat from the sky was left to them to deal with.

"This is a very elite elven legion."

"Each elf has excellent equipment and rich combat experience."

"By now, we have lost more than 50,000 lives..."

Behind the battlefield, a group of necromancers wielding bone staffs were communicating through telepathy.

"We undead fear nothing more than elite troops!"

"We can wear them down, even if it means exhausting them!"

"That's right!"

As they spoke, a group of necromancers simultaneously swung their bone staffs, releasing a ghostly green light.

Where the light passed, heaps of undead creatures rose from the ground.

Some of them are the spirits of the dead who have been healed.

Some are resurrected, newly born dead.

At this moment, numerous fragments of soul fire were scattered across the battlefield.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, these fragments of soul fire will gradually dissipate and return to the origin of the world.

Guided by the necromancers' resurrection spells, these fragments of soul fire gathered together and merged with nearby corpses, eventually transforming into newborn undead.

This is one of the most terrifying aspects of undead creatures.

Seemingly fragile, it actually possesses an extremely tenacious "vitality." "The Tree of Life is the spiritual pillar of the elves."

"A group of undead should be sent to cut down the Tree of Life and crush the morale of the elves."

"There are two giant trees there. Which one is the Tree of Life?"

"Who cares, cut them both down!"

"That makes sense!"

At a single command, a large number of undead creatures on the battlefield immediately converged on the nearby Tree of Life and Ancient Tree of War.

Lin Yi, who was in the center of the battlefield, also witnessed this scene.

However, he didn't take it to heart.

Because he had taken precautions in advance.

Sure enough, just as the undead approached the two ancient trees, colossal pillars of fire suddenly rose up within a hundred meters of the War Tree.

Caught off guard, the dead were burned to ashes in droves.

That was another magical trap set by the elven huntresses.

Moreover, the pillars are extremely dense, firmly protecting the Ancient Tree of War in the center, so that even high-level undead cannot break through the pillars of fire to attack the Ancient Tree of War.

As for the Tree of Life, no pillars of fire appeared.

This attracted a large number of still-living undead creatures to gather around.

But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't harm the Tree of Life in the slightest. Instead, they were met with ridicule from the little elves hiding in the tree.

The Tree of Life is the core building of the territory.

The system had previously told Lin Yi that the Tree of Life would be invincible until the other buildings in the territory were destroyed. Not to mention a group of low- to mid-level undead creatures, even a Saint-level or demigod wouldn't be able to touch a single leaf of the Tree of Life.

Therefore, Lin Yi did not allow the elven huntresses to set up magical traps around the Tree of Life.

As long as the ancient war tree is preserved, that's fine.

If the ancient war tree is cut down, he will have to consume energy crystals to rebuild it.

Lin Yi then summoned an elven huntress and said to her, "Find a way to cross the battlefield and kill those necromancers. We can't let them keep resurrecting the undead on the battlefield!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The elven huntress bowed and withdrew.

Moments later, dozens of beautiful figures riding Swift Leopards gathered together, and then tore through the undead army's ranks like sharp arrows.

During the process, a high-level undead knight team came to intercept them.

But they were instantly overwhelmed by the elven huntresses.

With a ninth-tier level and the same ninth-tier magical beast mount, the Gale Leopard, this combat power was simply beyond the ability of those undead knights to withstand.

They were defeated in a single encounter.

Those who were slow to escape were torn to shreds along with their undead mounts by the elven huntresses.

"Damn it! They're targeting us!"

"Retreat!"

As the necromancers summoned more undead creatures to intercept them, they fled with their companions into the darkness outside the plaza.

Their loyal Zombie King is hidden in the darkness.

shhhhhh...

Countless bone spikes hurtled through the air.

This is magic cast by necromancers.

The elven huntresses swung their short blades, precisely shattering all the bone spikes, and continued their pursuit without slowing down.

Soon after, the elven huntresses finally intercepted a group of necromancers at the edge of the square and raised their knives without saying a word.

"Your Majesty, save me!"

A necromancer cried out for help into the distant darkness.

It is faintly visible.

Pairs of eerie green soul flames floated in the darkness.

However, even after all the necromancers present were killed, the reinforcements from the darkness still did not appear.

For some reason, the Zombie King never made a move.

(End of this chapter)