At the same time, a total of four elven rangers abandoned the undead creatures that were fighting in front of them and rushed straight towards the position where North was.

North never thought that such an inconspicuous necromancer would attract the attention of the enemy in this kind of battle, and become their primary target, according to common sense, there are so many enemies in the field, how can these rangers not attack themselves.

If he could choose again, North would definitely follow the lich without leaving an inch, rather than staying alone in the field to observe, but now, North obviously has no such opportunity.

Seeing that these elves ignored the surrounding undead creatures and rushed directly towards him, North just wanted to cast a spell and make some resistance, but the support from the lich arrived first.

Although she had not yet agreed to join the battle, Aisha did not let the Elven Ranger attack North, only to see that it released a large number of death clouds with a raise of his hand, completely enveloping North and directly isolating him in the center.

Seeing the cloud of death wrapped around him, North breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this time he finally didn't have to face those powerful elven rangers, but before he could slow down for a while, the strange movement above his head suddenly shocked his heart.

An elf dressed in a black power suit leaped forward, using his body to break through the blockade of the cloud of death.

Under the erosion of death energy, the flesh and blood of the elf's face twisted, and there were faint signs of melting, and it was completely impossible to see the bearing of the creature that once belonged to it, and the only thing North could feel was a sense of determination.

Faced with such an elf who used his body to break through the blockade of the cloud of death, North felt a panic, and hurriedly raised his hand, wanting to release acid at the enemy in front of him just like the last time he dealt with the sudden attack of the elf in the quiet room.

However, this time, North was not so lucky, the enemy in front of him was faster than him, and as soon as North raised his hand, the elf's blade had already arrived.

The next moment, the hand raised by North, including the palm of the forearm, fell directly downward, and with the sound of falling to the ground, blood began to splash out.

The moment he was attacked, North only felt a chill in his right arm, and the acid that should have been sprayed out of the spatial ring could not release it, and it was not until the severe pain came that North realized what had happened.

Just when North let out a wail, the elf in front of him naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, waved the long knife in his hand, and could kill North with the next blow.

With a crisp sound, the long knife struck on the dark green barrier, and the elf fixed his eyes, and at some point, a layer of dark green barrier was shrouded around North's side, and he swung the weapon with all his might, leaving no trace on the barrier.

As if realizing something, the elf impatiently waved the long knife in his hand, trying to destroy the barrier in front of him before he died, but to no avail, no matter how he struck, he could not destroy the barrier in front of him in the slightest.

Soon, the form of the elf was drowned in the cloud of death that spread over, and no breath came out.

North inside the barrier, looking at the cloud of death in front of him, which was completely close to the dark green barrier, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, although it was still painful, but he managed to save his life.

Shrouded in the Hercules shield cast by the lich, North naturally did not have to worry about someone being able to break through the barrier, and the few elves who attacked earlier may have already fallen under the effect of the cloud of death.

In order to repair the injuries on his body, North cast healing magic on himself one after another, but the effect of this spell was not significant, but in the process of repairing the wound, the pain in the wound was doubled.

Covering his wounds, North seemed to think of something, and felt extremely sorry in his heart.

North understands that the holder of the artifact will naturally not be injured so easily in battle, and the injuries on his body can only show one thing, that is, he is not the real artifact holder at all.

The intense pain did not paralyze North's thoughts, but made his thoughts clearer, and some things that were difficult to detect in the past could be thought out by North at this time.

From the ground beside him, he found the broken arm, took off the space ring on his finger tremblingly, and carefully put it on the remaining left hand, and North also put the severed hand into the space ring by the way.

Until now, North couldn't believe that his arm had been cut off by the enemy.

In North's impression, in addition to the healing magic cast by the legendary mage, there are some other ways to achieve this effect, but they all require extremely precious materials, and with North's current ability, he naturally can't collect these things.

As if to distract himself and relieve his physical pain, North pondered what to do next.

North thought that when he returned, he would naturally not be able to hide his identity from King Dia, and that he might have to inform him in detail about the Lich's plans, admitting that he was just a puppet chosen to carry out the Lich's mission.

Due to the lich's power among Diya, the king naturally did not dare to do anything to North, and would still proceed according to the lich's plan, and North himself could survive and continue to advance the battle step by step.

Remembering that Ace deliberately did not reveal his identity to the king, North always felt that he had failed to understand her deep meaning, and North had a hunch that once he revealed his true identity, he might miss something.

In this moment, North reminisced back on his time in Saw, where he had given up everything he had done before and followed Rhodes to Dya in order to become a true necromancer and not a puppet controlled by a lich.

A real necromancer...... North suddenly wondered what choice he would make if he was a real necromancer in the current situation.

For some reason, North's mind suddenly appeared like Rod's appearance, in North's eyes, he was undoubtedly the real necromancer, if Rod was here, what choice would he make?

The gap in experience and knowledge left North with no suitable way to fully recover from his physical injuries, but he believed that if Rhodes was here, he would not let his true identity be exposed, and even if he had to go through more tribulations, Rhodes would be able to deal with it.

While North was thinking about what to do, the light, which had been a little dim under the shadow of the cloud of death, suddenly became brighter.

As the magical elements quickly dissipated and gradually calmed down, the Hercules Aegis barrier that shrouded Noth had also dissipated at this time.

(End of chapter)