Chapter 2378: Chapter 1059: The Prey Enters the Trap
These retaliatory jackalweres quickly learned their lesson, no longer foolishly charging at the shadow flyers from the front, but instead, maneuvering to the flanks, spreading out as much as possible from other soldiers. Some were cunning enough to use the bodies of their companions as shields, holding them in front.
In practice, this method proved effective.
Although skeleton bullets have exceptionally strong penetration power, this jackalwere army had no medium-sized ones; they were all large ones over three meters.
They couldn’t have just height without the width and weight.
It’s rare for the skeleton bullets to penetrate them.
Even if they barely did, the kinetic energy would be severely weakened, and the damage greatly reduced, only causing them some injury but not fatal wounds.
Seeing it as effective, imitators immediately appeared all around.
To these jackalweres’ eyes, there was no sense of kinship or camaraderie.
Never mind corpses, some of the more malicious ones, when unable to quickly find bodies, would create them or directly push weaker kind in front, using them as live shields.
With this ruthless tactic, these Abyssal Jackalweres actually stormed close to the black mist enveloping the shadow flyer.
Hou!
These berserk humanoid beasts roared furiously, diving headfirst into the black mist, their excitement to destroy the enemy had already destroyed their remaining sanity.
Ding ding dang dang...
Ah... Ah... Ah...
But soon, the intense clashing of weapons and miserable screams simultaneously came from the black mist.
Those roars and screams were all from the jackalweres that had rushed in, none from the enemy.
Like greedy monsters lying dormant in the mist, completely devouring them.
"Dispel!"
The jackalwere demon priests among them stealthily edged closer, waving their magic wands to cast spells on the black mist.
Forcing it back and dismissing it, exposing the scene beneath the mist to the jackalweres.
Seeing inside, even the savage and berserk jackalweres couldn’t help but halt.
Because there, it wasn’t just the shadow flyers, but also various undead.
There were those equipped with dozens of fine weapons called Berserk Winds, once within their range, the Abyssal Jackalweres were defenseless, with none having complete bodies after dying under their hands.
As well as the jet-black as ink Winged Nightshadows and Shadow Walker Nightshadows. One could completely imagine the despair the Abyssal Jackalweres faced when they were surrounded by the black mist earlier.
By the time they noticed the enemies, it was probably too late, with either instant death magic or overbearing attacks descending upon them.
The Abyssal Jackalweres had no body size advantage in front of the Shadow Walker Nightshadow.
The seemingly most fragile True Wraiths, likewise, were not to be trifled with. They were summoning various blood-colored undead.
Be it six-armed skeleton soldiers, gigantic skeleton dragon beasts, or shadows capable of possessing human bodies...
They are bloodthirsty and ruthless, completely fearless, all fighting desperately without a care for their lives, even overwhelming the berserk jackalweres.
And the jackalweres’ target, the shadow flyer, quietly levitated ten meters above the ground, its underside like a shadowy pillar connecting with the earth.
From time to time, a dim gleam would flash overhead, a new True Wraith emerging from it.
Simultaneously, new black mist would surge out from the shadow flyer, enshrouding the surroundings once again.
Clearly, these shadow flyers were the instigators.
They summoned these undead.
They were the Ghost Legion of Weizemay Manor.
Only, the shadow flyer’s ability to summon the Shadow Legion was clearly not as formidable as the War Ravagers, which could instantly summon the entire Shadow Legion.
Because it was a High Tier Divine Artifact, the true carrier of Undead Divinity, something that couldn’t be replicated.
The shadow flyers were more like a mobile version of the Soul Pool, slowly summoning the Ghost Legion.
Yet they could compensate for this defect with numbers, especially as the quality of Weizemay Manor’s Ghost Legion continued to rise, making their burst combat power considerably terrifying.
The summoned Ghost Legion could also conduct secondary summoning, using Undead Divine Grace to call forth the Slaughter Undead in the Undead Slaughter Territory.
Faced with this situation, even the berserk jackalweres felt involuntarily fearful, hesitant to charge into the mist again.
But the longer they delayed, the greater the disadvantage, as the mist around the shadow flyer became denser, covering a wider range, summoning more ghost soldiers, their retreat would be completely blocked.
Meanwhile, at the front, the Hobgoblin Army did not shy away due to the setback of the first wave; the second tier of Hobgoblin Heavy Cavalry fearlessly charged up.
Only this time, the strong among the hobgoblins also took action.
The most conspicuous, naturally, were those few Blood Oath Warlords with a truly giant stature, charging at the forefront with Fine Gold Enemy-breaking Swords. They were more terrifying than the large hobgoblin heavy cavalry; if they so much as brushed against the Abyssal Jackalweres, the latter would be involuntarily sent flying.
