Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone-Chapter 352 - 278: Limitless Casting, Magic Professional’s Specialty?

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Chapter 352: Chapter 278: Limitless Casting, Magic Professional’s Specialty?

Li Guang, the battle-hardened Punishment Ranger, maintained his composed demeanor. He tightly gripped a longbow meticulously crafted from precious Silver Fir Wood. Around him, arrows were arranged neatly on the ground, their tips pointing downward, deeply embedded in the solid earth.

Facing the venomous curse from the Terror Wing Demon, Li Guang simply smiled faintly. Then, without hesitation, he nocked a second arrow to the bowstring.

During his previous attack, he hadn’t used his full strength. He had only drawn the bowstring with about eighty percent of his power, without actually loosing an arrow. However, this apparent bluff was enough to fill the Terror Wing Demon with unprecedented fear, causing it to react so exaggeratedly in mid-air. When the real attack came, the Terror Wing Demon had already lost any chance to resist.

This arrow not only pierced the Terror Wing Demon’s flesh but also left an indelible shadow on its psyche.

In fact, as intelligence gatherers and battlefield supporters for the Demon Army, the combat power of Terror Wing Demons was far inferior to other demons of the same rank. They were more accustomed to diving from high altitudes, enjoying the sight of ground creatures scattering in despair. But now, facing an unerringly accurate archer like Li Guang, the Terror Wing Demon could no longer endure the oppressive feeling of being targeted.

Ultimately, it chose to flee the sky, dropping to the ground and hiding among the swarming Sheep-headed Monsters. It attempted to use the cover of these ground troops to launch an attack on Fang Zhou and his party.

A cacophony, like a hyena’s sinister laughter, pierced through the battlefield’s din. It was the hoarse, sharp roar unique to the Sheep-headed Monsters. Immediately after, dozens of short spears cut through the air, streaking toward Fang Zhou and his companions with the howl of death and unstoppable momentum.

Olaf, who was locked in battle with the Black Armored Abyss Knight, saw this and swung his axe forcefully, driving his opponent back several steps. Then, he bellowed a command, and the twenty-odd Giant Shield Skeletons quickly formed a solid defensive line. These skeleton soldiers swiftly stood shoulder to shoulder, raising their massive Skeleton Shields high to form a sturdy barrier.

The short spears rained down on the Skeleton Shields, producing dull thuds but failing to breach the defensive line of bone.

Having been pushed back, the Black Armored Abyss Knight breathed a sigh of relief, his wrists feeling sore and weak from continuously blocking Olaf’s fierce attacks. He didn’t immediately counterattack. Instead, he retreated a few steps into the throng of Sheep-headed Monsters, temporarily disengaging from the heart of the battle.

Previously, Olaf’s assault had been exceptionally fierce, suppressing the Black Armored Abyss Knight to the point that he had no chance to retaliate. The constant pressure forced the knight back step by step, leaving him in a sorry state.

But at that moment, everything changed.

The Black Armored Abyss Knight sneered, sheathing his pitch-black longsword and picking up a black longbow that was half a man’s height. He roared, "Foolish humans, go and die!"

With a menacing shout, he drew the longbow. The sharp arrow was aimed directly at Fang Zhou’s heart!

At this critical moment, Fang Zhou’s voice suddenly rang out from within the Skeleton Army.

"Skeleton Shackles!"

"Charging Scroll!"

"Skeleton Flying Spear!"

A flash of black light followed. A razor-sharp Skeleton Flying Spear, infused with multiple damage Attributes like Death Energy and Corrosive Poison, emerged spinning through the air, trailing a wake of black energy. The air was instantly filled with a chilling aura that sent shivers down the spine. The Skeleton Flying Spear cast by Fang Zhou, both in its size and the energy it contained, felt extremely dangerous, far surpassing the scope of a high-tier spell an Apprentice could cast.

This was because Fang Zhou had seized the critical moment when the Black Armored Abyss Knight raised his bow. He directly used the Charging Scroll, a white-grade common Marvel, which greatly enhanced the Skeleton Flying Spear’s power.

A scream like a blade slicing through the sky erupted from the dense mob of Sheep-headed Monsters.

The Terror Wing Demon, with its keen Perception, chose to flee instantly. Its instincts screamed that to stay meant certain death. Its huge wings flared, creating a gust of wind that toppled several nearby Sheep-headed Monsters in the blink of an eye. With a powerful thrust from its wings, the Terror Wing Demon’s body shot upward, attempting to escape the threat of the Skeleton Flying Spear.

However, as the Terror Wing Demon soared, everyone realized the Skeleton Flying Spear’s speed was astonishing. The demon had barely risen more than two meters when the spear, as if drawn to its movement, traced a dark arc and descended upon it.

As the Skeleton Flying Spear whistled down, the Terror Wing Demon felt as if a sun made of Death Energy was falling upon it. In an instant, all the fluids in its body began to boil violently. Instinctively, it opened its mouth wide and let out a soul-rending shriek filled with despair and helplessness.

Just how terrifying was the power of this Skeleton Flying Spear, to make a merciless Terror Wing Demon let out such a mournful, high-pitched scream?

The spectacle that followed surpassed the limits of everyone’s imagination.

Upon contact with the Terror Wing Demon, the Skeleton Flying Spear released an unimaginable amount of energy, creating a massive explosion that covered a radius of dozens of meters. At the center of the explosion, everything was obliterated by the destructive force. The Terror Wing Demon’s scream was abruptly silenced, replaced by an earth-shattering roar.

The energy wave from the explosion surged like a tsunami, instantly engulfing all the surrounding Sheep-headed Monsters. Whether they were warriors on black beasts or elites clad in fire-resistant Demon Hide Armor, none could escape this onslaught of Death Energy.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Fang Zhou began casting rapidly with the crystal ball in his hand. Five consecutive Death Ripples were unleashed, landing accurately amidst the Sheep-headed Monster Battle Group, which had been thrown into chaos by the Skeleton Flying Spear’s attack. Simultaneously, dozens of skeleton archers at the rear of the formation drew their bowstrings, loosing a volley of skeleton arrows at the bewildered enemies.

There was no protracted wailing. After the deafening roar, a colossal cloud of death rose before everyone’s eyes. This cloud then slowly ascended, converging into a massive gray pillar over ten meters in diameter, which stood on the battlefield like a monument to death and destruction.

As the gray pillar rose, a fierce blast of air surged outward. If the Giant Shield Skeletons hadn’t stood shoulder to shoulder on the front line in the nick of time, the refugees in the Shelter would have been thrown into disarray, and perhaps even severely injured.

The soaring column of gray energy gradually receded and then vanished. Where the once-arrogant Sheep-headed Monster Legion had stood, only a desolate wasteland of black remained, dotted with dark red embers. The oppressive energy of the aftermath washed over them, sending a chill to their hearts. Even warriors accustomed to the battlefield’s cruelty couldn’t help but feel shaken and awed by this power.

Amidst this ruin, only the Black Armored Abyss Knight remained standing. He used the pitch-black longsword to prop himself up, his entire suit of iron armor emitting wisps of black smoke, as if Hellfire burned within him. A layer of black Abyssal Energy still enveloped his body, but it had grown extremely faint. It was nearly translucent and looked as if it could dissipate at any moment.

The hooded cloak the Abyss Knight had been wearing had been reduced to ashes by the Death Ripples. His grotesque face, covered in tumors and strange tissues, was completely exposed, causing Fang Zhou to unconsciously hold his breath.