Using invisibility and nothingness to erase the aura of my existence, I flew over the wheat-covered plains, quietly watching the battle beneath my feet, and the effect of the anti-detection magic was not activated, which means that no one is aware of my presence now.

If I remember correctly, this human kingdom should be called the Duchy of Basol, the strength of the army is quite average, the movements of the infantry have no rules at all, they are completely indiscriminate slashing, only the cavalry still looks a little trained. They relied on the advantages of terrain, numbers, and weapons to barely suppress the goatmen, but as the numbers of both sides gradually dwindled, the battle also created a delicate balance.

Kerryth is a very brave goat-man as Ace Race says, and he is alone in the human camp, and he is as invincible as if there was no one around. Just when I thought that the outcome was uncertain, there was a sudden scene of fireballs flying and lightning overflowing on the battlefield, and a small team that quickly attacked from the rear, although the number was small and the equipment was also very chaotic, but it instantly turned the tide of the battle and gave the humans an overwhelming advantage.

The people who constantly release magic and martial arts, and destroy the goats one by one, seem to be famous adventurers, and as human beings, they are indeed some strong people. Kerryth's side is also in a rather bitter battle, although his life was temporarily saved because of Aceles's timely appearance, but the human adventurers in front of him are by no means opponents who can win in a short period of time, and if the other adventurers who rushed to help after destroying the surrounding goatmen, I am afraid there is no possibility of survival.

"Then let's start implementing the plan." I smiled when I was satisfied that I had gathered the information I wanted.

In fact, I had already decided that the goats who left the canyon and were constantly winning in the human kingdom would not follow Aceres's advice, and the reason why they let it go to persuade them was purely to further encircle them. On the other hand, if the goats did return to the canyon, it would bother me a little, because then the real object of their allegiance would be Aceres. Actually, that's not impossible, but there will always be some risks in the future, such as the betrayal of Essles, of course, I don't doubt Aceles' loyalty here.

I'm sorry for Aceles, but it's definitely better for me to have the goatmen at war with the humans. In general, this battle allowed me to grasp the specific strength of the Duchy of Basol and formulate a strategy against it, and now it seems that the situation is better than I expected, the country's combat effectiveness is very weak, and it will not pose much of a threat to the development of the village. In addition, this battle can also reduce the arrogance of the goats who left the canyon, save them in despair, and make them better appreciate my kindness, and the goats who survived the long battle must also be elite. It's true that this is a bit despicable, but after all, I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm not the savior in the novel who takes the so-called justice as the code of action, guards the weak, and saves the world, my only purpose is to live in this world and find a way to return to the original world.

For this purpose, I have to gather as much knowledge as possible about this world, and as a proto-human, I am more inclined to look for answers from the human world, so it is essential to obtain the help of the human kingdom. Rather than conquering by force, it is better to gain their respect and trust.

So my plan is to be a hero to save this country.

"Give you life! Stand up, great warrior! ”

A muffled whisper like a curse, of course muffled by the sound of fierce fighting on the ground, and no one heard my words at all, or rather, no living person heard me.

The ground shook violently, shaking the city as far as the eye could see. The fierce confrontation on the battlefield, whether human or goat-man, all stopped fighting, and the fear of the unknown reached an armistice that did not require any words or concessions. Everyone's hearts were filled with doubts and anxieties, and they looked around nervously.

Gradually, an ominous dark aura emerged from the depths of the earth, turning into a pitch-black turbid current visible to the naked eye, dragging the entire battlefield into the abyss, and both monsters and humans resounded in their ears like demonic whispers. Resentment, jealousy, fear, greed, and other negative emotions that lurk deep in the heart have gushed out like a flood that has burst the embankment, and the weak-willed have curled up on the ground and wept bitterly.

The wails of thousands of ghosts rang out, interspersed with the question "What the hell is going on?" "What's wrong with you, cheer me up!" "Shouts like that.

The bewitched by violence began to kill each other, and the fear-dominated began to flee frantically. The blood soaked in the ground was pulled by the abnormal aura, and all of it floated into the air, and then quickly converged towards a certain position in the center of the battlefield, and in the center of the vortex formed by the reverse flow of countless blood was a black hole that resisted all light as if it was connected to the depths of hell.

A chilling laugh erupted, and two green flaming palms grabbed the edge of the black hole, and although they were palms, the black bony fingers were sharper than any weapon on the battlefield.

Everyone who saw this scene unconsciously gasped, and even the bravest fighters on the field involuntarily took a few steps back. I don't know what I'm about to crawl out of the black hole, but I can tell from the evil aura that fills the air at the moment that it will definitely slaughter all the living creatures on the battlefield.

The claws clung to the edge of the black hole bent hard, and the space around it cracked like a spider web in the shattered glass. Several adventurers who were still rational hurriedly released the strongest attack magic they could use, forming a huge explosion in the center of the black hole, but the explosion that was supposed to have a powerful destructive power made people feel the slightest power at the moment, just like a phantom, it couldn't stop the monster from coming, even if it was slowed down for a second.

The terrifying laughter grew clearer and clearer, and out of the black hole emerged a black head wearing an octagonal crown, a huge skeleton that could be thought of death at a glance, with no flesh covered teeth completely exposed, and laughter as it opened and closed up and down.

The battlefield was completely shrouded in darkness, partly because the sun had completely sunset, but more often than not, it was because people were eroded by a deep sense of despair.

No one would be stupid enough to challenge a monster of that level, and even turning around and running away became a luxury, and there was no way to do anything but pray.

Monsters representing death and pain appeared on the battlefield, covered in full-body armor made of black dragon bones, holding a magic sword entwined with countless resentful spirits in one hand, holding a shield of Medusa carved with a gorgon motif that makes people unable to move at a glance, and a nightmare demon horse with flames at its feet.

This is the dark creature I summoned using my fifth-level summoning magic, Skeletron.

The highest level of skeleton creatures, with complete immunity to toxins, spiritual magic, and fire magic, with an aura of death and weakness, and a certain sense of self, Skeletron who can use some dark magic within the fourth level is completely the strongest monster of the natural disaster level for humans.

However, there are quite strict conditions for summoning monsters of this level, first of all, the place of summoning must be the battlefield, and secondly, the number of deaths on the battlefield must reach more than 100,000, and it generally takes a ten-day ritual to summon. Of course, for me, who almost glimpsed into the abyss of magic, as long as I met the premise of the place, I could still forcibly summon it.

Isn't my strength terrifying, but it's all thanks to Vesside. I'm just standing on the shoulders of giants, and this sentence is the best portrayal of who I am now.

But this kind of unconditional summoning requires me to pay about 7% of the cost of magic power, and the summoning is a semi-complete body, although the ability of the complete body can be used, but the power is only half of the former, and even then it is already an absolute king that the human beings in front of him cannot match. Of course, Skeletron also has a certain advantage as an incomplete body, that is, its self-awareness is not complete, and it will absolutely obey my orders.

While everyone on the battlefield was in a panic over this unsupposed incarnation of death, I used consciousness teleportation to the surviving goatmen. The words "If you want to survive, retreat back to the open space outside the fortress" were conveyed.

Then I looked at Skeletron and gave the order, "You can only summon skeletons to fight, not in person, and wait for the goatmen to retreat and then teleport to me."

Flying towards the goatmen's retreat, Skeletron's terrifying roar and humans' cries of despair rang out behind him.

I'm sorry to have left such a terrible memory for all of you on the battlefield, but please stick with it and bring this information back to the royal capital as part of my plan, and I'm afraid that the whole country will be in turmoil in the future.