Twists and Turns

Facing this final obstacle.

Black’s eyes were calm, his steps did not stop, and he accelerated forward.

He held the Demon-Cleaver with both hands, raised it high above his head, and a golden light flickered on its blade.

“Heaven-Cleaving Art!”

Swordsman Mid-Tier Oracle!

With his steady exhalation, a huge phantom of sword qi, formed from dazzling golden light, seemed to cleave down from the nine heavens.

It crashed down on the giant skeleton’s head!

“Crack!”

The bone axe raised by the giant skeleton shattered first, followed by its head, torso…

Under this brilliant sword light, it was completely shattered, turning into a cloud of bone dust that scattered in the wind, completely dissipating.

With that, the skeleton army was completely annihilated.

The obstacle between them and the necromancer had been completely cleared!

But the necromancer paid no attention to all this.

The incantation he was reciting was already so fast it was a blur, like an ancient god whispering!

The deep purple array patterns on his skin flickered with an unsteady light.

Each flicker drew upon the violent magical power he had gained by burning his origin.

His already withered body shriveled and aged at a visible rate, and wisps of black smoke seeped from his seven orifices.

All the evil spirits in front of him had now condensed into a black sphere.

Immediately after, the black sphere formed a blurry, huge phantom.

Having cleared the field, the four of them, Black, Leon, Land, and Irena, tacitly spread out to the sides.

They cleared a path and line of sight for the final attack.

Their gazes all turned to the figure behind them, who had been closing her eyes and concentrating, accumulating magical power.

“Jianye!”

Black shouted at her.

Irena’s hands were trembling with nervousness.

She knew that the key to this battle depended on this move from Jianye!

‘She has to make it in time!’

As if in response to her call, Jianye’s tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open.

At the tip of her Moon-Guide Staff, three colors of light—ice blue, watery, and pale cyan—swirled like a vortex.

“Elemental Torrent: Trio!”

As the chant ended.

The water, ice, and wind elements in the air went berserk!

The vast magical power of heaven and earth was frantically drawn and gathered, weaving and shaping in front of Jianye.

It condensed into a huge ice dragon that exuded a bone-chilling cold!

The moment the ice dragon was formed, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and the ground was covered in white frost.

Behind it was a huge spiral cyclone.

“ROAR!!!!”

The ice dragon raised its head and let out a silent roar. Propelled by the cyclone, it transformed into a stream of blue and white light that shot across the battlefield.

In an instant, it tore through the air and approached the necromancer!

The necromancer could not move, nor could he divert his attention to defend. A trace of fear appeared in his white pupils.

But there was even more of a desperate madness.

The ice dragon opened its massive jaws and, with the momentum to crush everything, bit down hard on the necromancer!

“BOOM!”

The bite was an explosion!

The extreme cold of the frost, the violent torrent of water, and the tearing hurricane—the power of the three elements erupted at the moment of contact.

It transformed into an elemental storm that swept over everything, completely engulfing the necromancer’s figure!

The light was blinding, the energy was raging, and the loud noise made the large oak tree shake violently.

Everyone held their breath, staring at the center of the storm.

Black and Land were both dumbfounded. They had never seen this spell before.

When Black and Jianye were communicating just now, they had listened from the side, completely bewildered. What did he mean by unleashing an ultimate skill, a one-hit kill?

Could a sorcerer who was only Mid-Tier really do it?

Facts proved that it was indeed possible.

The magical power released by that giant ice dragon was even more ridiculous than a sorcerer’s Top-Tier Oracle!

The two of them together could definitely not withstand this ice dragon.

It would certainly be able to interrupt the necromancer’s casting and severely injure him.

Far away in the orphanage, a look of surprise appeared in Charn’s eyes.

He had never expected these young people to be able to do this much.

But.

He shook his head and sighed.

‘In the end, it was still a step too late.’

Under their watchful eyes, the elemental storm raged for a full minute before slowly dissipating.

The raging ice crystals, water vapor, and turbulence gradually dissipated, revealing the ground that had been ravaged beyond recognition.

The huge crater, the cracked frozen earth, the extreme cold—the power of that last attack was evident.

However.

When everyone’s gaze fell on the center of the storm, a sense of despair suddenly seized their hearts.

There.

A black figure, exuding an immense pressure, slowly straightened up from the not-yet-dissipated smoke and dust.

It was not a phantom, but a solid entity.

It was a centaur-like monster, about three meters tall.

Its lower body was that of a warhorse covered in metal armor. Black flames burned silently under its hooves, scorching the air.

Its upper body was that of a knight in full black plate armor.

In the visor of its helmet were two flickering, deep green soul flames, which replaced its eyes and stared ahead.

In its left hand, it held a black knight’s lance, the shaft of which was wreathed in black mist, its tip glinting with a heart-pounding cold light.

In its right hand, it held a huge, pitch-black tower shield, on which the twisted and pained faces of people were faintly visible in relief, as if they were wailing silently.

Everyone’s expression changed drastically, their hearts incomparably heavy. A name surfaced in their minds.

Evil Spirit Knight!

It had well and truly descended!

Just by standing there, a pressure mixed with death, resentment, and pure malice swept over the entire backyard like a tide.

Cold sweat dripped from Irena’s forehead. She swallowed hard, feeling like she could barely breathe.

Behind the Evil Spirit Knight, a hunched figure leaned against one of its hind legs, barely standing.

It was the necromancer.

His appearance now was even more wretched than before. His skin had turned a complete grayish-black, tightly wrapped around his bones, his eye sockets sunken.

It was as if he would die in the next second.

Although weak, he pulled the corner of his mouth into a morbid smile.

“Heh… hehe… this is… power…”

His hoarse voice was intermittent and hair-raising.

The magical fluctuations from the Evil Spirit Knight had already reached the Over-Tier.

Although due to the limitations of the Demonic Sacrifice, coupled with the impact of the elemental storm, it had not reached a perfect state, and was not as strong as the middle-or-higher Over-Tier he had expected.

But as long as it stepped into the Over-Tier, its strength was already a qualitative change.

The gap between Over-Tier and Top-Tier was like a chasm.

“My… masterpiece… Let you all have a good taste of it. Goodbye, everyone. This will also be the last time we meet.”

“I will be listening to your wails from afar!”

After speaking, the necromancer’s figure遁入了 into the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

His real body was now weak, with only initial-stage strength. Staying here was suicide. It was a wise choice to escape to a hidden place.

In any case, he had already established a connection with the Evil Spirit Knight, and remotely controlling it was a piece of cake.

“Damn it! Don’t run!”

Leon wanted to give chase, but he had just taken a step.

“Neigh!”

The Evil Spirit Knight neighed, its aura soaring. A killing intent belonging to an Over-Tier powerhouse was released, instantly locking onto them.

The same thought emerged in their minds at the same time.

Whoever moved now would be the first to be sniped!