The First Legendary Beast Master-Chapter 895 Picking On The Mages

Karl opened the Tiny World and let the others out, which brought a startled noise from the Commander.

"So, you fly to the battle, then bring the others in with a portal. Very efficient for moving long distances. How long will you remain in the region?" He asked.

"As long as there are appropriate targets for us. If you are quiet in this zone for the day, we will likely move to an active battlefield so that we can make the most of our presence along the line while we are here.

You have a region to defend, but not every portion of the border will see action every day."

The Commander nodded. "Excellent news. The Lich Lords are behind their army, with ten kilometres distance between us. You said that you specialize in that sort of thing, so I will have you join Delta Force for the morning, and move with them when the enemy has engaged.

They are our Overlord Rank specialists, and I will be dealing with any unexpected Totems, as well as unit organization."

"Wonderful. I saw them from the sky on my way in, and I didn't sense any Totems with them, but you can never be too careful."

Lotus grabbed Dana and split off to join the healing group, a motley bunch of Trollish Shamans who were setting up cots and some sort of shrine that Karl couldn't identify. That was better than he had feared. Many demonic armies didn't have proper healers, but the Trolls were easy to get along with, and as soon as Lotus and Dana had arrived, they began adding their personal touch to the shrine, which turned out to be no shrine at all.

They were arranging skewers in advance so that they had fried fish to snack on during the battle.

Dana probably wouldn't stay with them for the whole battle, but she normally sent her Golems forward to fight, while she kept the Epic Guard near her toward the back of the battle, keeping the enemy from getting too close to the healers.

Thor and Tessa were with Ophelia, not far from where Lotus was setting up for her healing tree performance, so Karl left to go join the Delta Force team, as the Commander had named his elite unit.

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"Greetings, gentlemen, and ladies. My name is Karl, and this is Cara. Oh, we have Remi with us as well. Are you sure you didn't want to go with the healers and mages this time?" Karl began.

Remi nodded. {I can fight and heal, so we will join your team this time.}

Karl smiled. "Alright, Remi here is a Shaman Queen, so she has some healing abilities

as well as her fighting skills and her bodyguards. The totems have a limited range, so if you're injured, retreat in her direction.

Cara is an anti-magic specialist, so she will be doing her best to stop the larger spells from the Lich Lord group."

The army today wasn't made up of all skeletons, there were ghouls, wights and zombies as well, representing the differing specialties of the various leaders present. Lich Lords were normally among the hardest undead to deal with, as unlike so many other species, they were the elites of their magical disciplines before their death. A vampire could have come from anyone, zombies and skeletons were morons, but a Lich Lord could only come from an incredibly powerful mage, and retained their intellect.

However, they weren't all military geniuses, even if they were brilliant mages. That was proven true the moment that the army approached, and Karl realized that the Wights and the ghouls were at the front, leading the charge.

It should have been the zombies and skeletons, to soak up the first wave of damage, so that the more capable fighters could face less cohesive defensive lines.

But the extra intelligence had them charging forward, while the shambling hordes lumbered along behind them, just trying to keep up.

Battle strategy appeared to be the last thing that the Lich Lords were concerned with, and they were simply driving the undead forward, intending to use the weight of a massive numbers advantage to deal with the defenders.

The five Lich Lords would be able to not only bring their Undead back to life, but turn the defeated Demons into undead to replace the ones that they had lost, potentially increasing their army with every battle.

For that purpose, they had brought along a small group of supply wagons holding the relics that the undead army was tied to.

Defeated skeletons could easily be raised again, wights reformed from their essence, leaving only the ghouls and zombies susceptible to permanent mutilation.

But even if they were defeated in that way, they could still return as skeletons, as a blow to the head was not enough to keep the animated bone monsters from reforming, as long as the source of their power remained intact.

"Once the armies are fully engaged, we will move to take on the Lich Lords. We don't want them turning the army away to surround us, so don't jump the start." The leader of the special forces team, a burnt orange demon with four wings and a bird's head, warned.

"How should I address you? Your nameplate is hidden." Karl asked.

The Demon smiled. "I am an old man, though I suppose not everyone is good at guessing ages. I was born long before the System started to reactivate, so I don't have an interface of my own. But you can call me Delta."

'Delta Force! Karl had assumed that was a phonetic thing for the fourth group in a series, but it turned out to be someone's name.

Perhaps they could fix the Demon's system status after the battle. If he could lead a strike force as he was, he was certainly not a weak opponent, and his species was well known for their magical abilities.

Karl heard the Demons cheer as Tessa used [Holy Weapon] as a group spell, enhancing their blades and spears with holy damage that would tear through the Undead like butter. From Thor's back, she made a brilliant red target, standing over the demonic army like a figurehead, and glowing with holy power that was anathema to all things unliving.

But she was also behind the lines, protected from the initial charge, which would surely be headed directly for her once the Lich Lords realized that she was a Dragon

Cleric.

[Hawk, as soon as the two sides make contact, you can lead Nachtia down into battle. Happy hunting.] Karl announced as the charging undead reached the fifty-metre mark from the defenders.

[Happy Hunting. Bring me back something shiny.]