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The Necromancer stood aghast as he glanced at Jason, whose entire body had increased its size by around two times its original size, bugling with furious muscles all around his body while being covered in hard dark armor.
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His prowess was akin to titanic, greatly surpassing even Ragdaz from the Bear-kin tribe.
However, he mostly moved alone, as he seemed to be hindered by the help of others, using his enormous strength and his trusty Cursed Club to unleash powerful attacks over anything near him, crushing them and flattening them like pancakes.
"That Human… It is easily a B-Rank Adventurer… No! An A-Rank Adventurer! If this army and those two Death Attribute Mages come from the Demon Continent, what relation does he has with them? I am sure that the Demon Continent does not harbor a large number of Humans!" said the Necromancer, angered at the only human within this enormous army.
His rage quickly turned into frustration, as he glanced at a group of muscular Ghoul Warriors rush through the battlefield, being just as fierce as the Bear-kin, while releasing powerful techniques using heavy weapons such as maces, clubs, and axes.
Leading the army was Leonidas, the leader of the Ghoul Tribe's males, which could be considered to be the highest authority in the tribe after Alesia, the chief, and representative of the females.
"Fight! Show this damned Undead what we the Ghoul are made of!" laughed Leonidas.
After having received a great amount of strength through Job Changing thanks to Ervas and Veronica's Job Changing Crystal, Leonidas had developed new Techniques and abilities within himself, even having recently awakened his Club Technique, the Skill he had been forging for years through his long life.
Infusing his Club with a fiery blaze, Leonidas jumped over the ground itself, leaving a large and deep crater beneath his former position. His charcoal-black body was suddenly shrouded in red flames as if his entire body were serving as fuel.
His muscles bulged, as his presence became greater, like a Demonic Oni Leader who had come to defend his people. His black horns grew bigger and sharper, and his fangs and tusk became even longer.
"Infernal Black Flame Burst! Black Flame Smack!" roared Leonidas, as his eyes became crimson red, flashing with an evil light.
His flames suddenly turned black, as he fell like a black meteor towards a Giant Skeleton Knight Commander, an enormous, almost six meters tall Skeleton wearing dark armor.
BOOM!
An explosion of black flames unfolded in the middle of the battlefield, the dungeon trembled slightly as an enormous crater was left, and the Giant Skeleton Knight Commander was nothing more than a few pieces of burnt scrap. Leonidas stood over it with his eyes flashing with maliciousness, his ugly face smiling as he continued his rampage of blood and destruction.
Leonidas followers did the same, unfolding their powerful superhuman abilities, each one being able to unleash special abilities.
"Follow Aniki, everyone!" roared Derecho, Leonida's young sibling, wielding fire, and ice in each of his hands and releasing powerful attacks that froze entire groups of Undead instantly, while burning the plant-type monsters near him.
"Fight! Kill! For our Tribe, for the Igni Kingdom!" roared Izquierdo, another of Leonida's young brother and twin brother of Derecho, fighting shoulder to shoulder with his sibling.
The Ghouls of the Ghoul Tribe of the Devil Forest seemed to be quite different than the Ghouls that Veronica and Ervas remembered from their previous lives in the Demon Continent, as this Ghoul tribe presented a special bloodline trait unique to them, that gave them the ability to develop their magical affinities directly into their fighting techniques.
Even those that were not even good at magic were able to wield their primary attribute by infusing it into their techniques, without previously having to know about the conjuration of spells like Jason had to learn beforehand.
Due to this Leonidas was able to shroud himself with black flames, and many other Ghouls were able to cover themselves in armors of ice, gauntlets of earth, robes of wind, and many other things, enhancing their fighting abilities to an even greater extent.
The Necromancer, enraged by their outstanding talent and performance, sent fort new challenges towards them, in the form of giant golems made of earth, Giant Skeleton Knights, and even armies of resilient Living Armors, who all met their end to Leonidas and his army of powerful and muscular warriors.
"Crush them! Do not falter…! Kill them all! Ravage them! Quick! Stop... Stop doing that! And you, wake up already! Huh?! Just how strong are these mortals?! Just keep fighting! You're Undead, you should be capable of everything! You stupid and useless pawns! Fight! FIGHT1 ...Hngh… What is this bad feeling? Why would I feel this anyways? I could simply escape whenever there is danger and there is no chance to keep fighting… But for some odd reason…" muttered the Necromancer as he glanced at the battlefield.
"Those two Death Attribute Mages keep convincing my Dead Spirits to join and obey them! How are they even better at what I can do?! I have been training my Death Magic for thousands, or even more years! Why?! Damned... Mortals! ...What kind of Spell are they using to do such a thing? I've never seen Dead Spirits willingly comply with someone's orders. I have to use special Spells over Dead Spirits for them to do as I want…!" said the Necromancer, finding it strange how Ervas and Veronica could charm the Dead Spirits that composed the Undead and Plant monsters that he used on his army.
"I've read through the grimoires of the palace where my vessel once belonged about each Death Attribute Magician being different than the other. Just like any other mage of other Attributes, the Spells and specializations always differ between individuals…"
"Could these two Death Attribute Magicians have a special Spell that they had developed within their talent to convince the Dead Spirits to join them willingly? If such a power existed, it would be greatly related to the control of emotions, minds, and the soul… Such Death Attribute Magicians would be unstoppable as they grow…!"
"I have to put a stop to them, and devour their souls to inherit their spells and powers…! Yes… I have not lost yet! Bring the Chimera Zombies!" said the Necromancer, as his fortress suddenly opened from the sides, the enormous metallic gates released giant, over ten to twenty-meters tall Zombies made of many parts of different monster stitched together, Chimera Zombies!
"These are Undead I've forged by using the corpses of the Heroes of the Beast-kin, their strength is unparalleled, and some had even inherited part of their original power, the weakest of them is Rank 9!" laughed the Necromancer, showcasing his new toys to Ervas and Veronica's party.
The Chimera Zombies were over twenty, each one holding a powerful presence.
Ervas and Veronica noticed the creatures, as they spoke through Telepathy with their allies.
"Azra, do you know anything about these guys?" asked Ervas.
"Those are… So that is why he was preserving the corpses of those Heroes that died so many years in the past! Those Chimeras are made from their body parts, mixed with the body parts of other monsters of high ranks… I remember seeing him stuffing Specters inside of them and then sealing them inside the stitched corpses… Such dangerous combination is why they're of a minimum Rank of 9!" said Azra.
"I see… So we have to preserve the corpses when we defeat them then," said Ervas.
"That's right… Everyone be careful not to damage completely those Zombies! Well… You can kill them by lowering their HP, simply hit them until they are dead… but don't try to let their corpses be destroyed… Oh! And no eating either, okay?" said Veronica, communicating her and Ervas decision to the rest of their party.
"Alright!" said everyone, except Aqua.
"Eeeh? No eating…? Gubo…" said Aqua.
"Aqua-chan, you can eat all the delicious food you want later," said Shade.
"Hmm… Okay, Shade papa!" said Aqua.
"Gahaha! Let's go teach them a lesson then, we are sure the superior Zombies in this affair!" laughed a charismatic Giant Goblin Ogre Gladiator, whose fist had been covered on a thin cape of steel, Goliath, the Steel Fist!
"Draaaaa…! Protect… Friends… Kill… Enemy…!" roared a beautiful Zombie girl made by the pieces of many former human adventurers, she had the wings of a wyvern, the tail with the stinger of a scorpion, and strong lizardman claws, Draconia, the Patchwork Zombie!
Goliath and Draconia were not alone, however, as much other Undead emerged behind them, the Soldiers that had been forging their Skills and leveling up since they were raised by Ervas and Veronica, many of them being former enemies, such as Goblins, Orcs, Lizardmen, and Kobolds, who had been killed in the wards and given a second chance as raised Undead.
All of the Undead was no mere weaklings, as the weakest of them all was at least Rank 5!
They were the special Undead Forces that Goliath had constructed through his many efforts, specialized guardians of the Kingdom who had been brought here to fight for their masters, and also to grind Levels!
"Fight!"
"For our lords!"
"Graaaaggkkkh!"
"Buuuggooooo!"
"Grryagsha!"
"Awoooooooo!"
"Amazing! Are those the guys that Goliath has been training all this time? They are so well prepared, look at them go! They even got formations and all!" said Anna with excitement.
"Indeed, that old man has been training them for a long time already, it's time for them to show their worth!" said Ismene.
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