"Assault!"

With a battle cry from Monasse, the Netherworld army of 2,000 men rushed into the ancestral forest and officially launched an attack on the Necrons.

The death spirit that was originally floating at random was met with the killing intent, and the soldiers of the Netherworld also noticed it, so they began to gather and form a formation to meet it.

In an instant, Zulin became a battlefield filled with gunpowder, where the necromancers were entangled with the Nether soldiers, and almost every second, a life died from the battle.

"That's ...... so," Sheola floated in mid-air, silently looking at the necromantic spirits who formed one neat line after another, and sighed, "It's completely different from the situation when we recaptured Trier, the necromantic formation here is tight, and it's not blind at all."

Seeing this scene, Xiola was a little excited, and she was looking forward to what kind of surprise these necromancers could bring to her.

Just as far as Sheora could see, she could perceive at least ten thousand spirits, and none of them were low-level spirits. In other words, the most optimistic estimate is that these two thousand Nether soldiers will fight more than ten thousand necromantic soldiers.

Due to the difference in racial structure, the difference in living environment, and other special reasons, in addition to human beings, it is almost impossible for other intelligent races to have tens of thousands, even if the demon race in its heyday is only ten thousand. Necromancy can be said to be the most intelligent race in the world of Ostia other than humans.

The huge advantage in numbers can make up for the gap in individual combat power, even the individual strength of the strengthened necromantic soldiers is still not comparable to Sally's elite troops, but relying on numbers can gradually reduce and disappear these gaps.

"Master Artevans, do you think I should put an end to this war?" Sheola could attack at any moment, but she wasn't ready to do it yet. With "nothingness", no one can see Sheola's figure.

It was as if she was asking for Artevis' opinion, but she didn't make a mental connection, just talking to herself. Artevans left Sheola to decide for himself whether or not he needed to intervene, and he had already given Sheola the right to handle the war.

"Still, wait a little longer." Sheola suddenly noticed something she was interested in, and she observed the battlefield beneath her feet with interest.

"Your Highness, there are too many enemies, and we are at a disadvantage!" A soldier barely managed to spare a few seconds in the chaos to report the situation to Monasse.

"Support as much as possible, I will break into the depths of the ancestral forest as soon as possible and deal with the mother." Monasse replied as he summoned the chains he usually used and wrapped them around him.

"Shadow Walk...... groaned, Monasse's body exuded a dark green aura, and his figure became a little ethereal, looming.

"I'll leave it to you!"

After shouting to the soldiers fighting around him, Monasse ran, weaving his way through the army with a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Spiky, nether-wielding chains hovered and wrapped around Monasse, automatically impaling every necromantic soldier he encountered in Monasse's path, then tearing them to pieces.

A green light like lightning galloped across the battlefield, rushing in the direction of the mother.

In fact, Monasse has a better way to easily dispose of a large number of necromancers, but this will make his consumption enormous. And Sheola's reminder to herself before the battle also made Monasse not want to spend too much energy in this battle.

The necromancers did not make a special move because of Monasse's charge, and still formed a formation in a very orderly manner, as if they were not worried about the safety of the mother, and let Monasse flash by.

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"Your Highness, there are too many enemies here, please be careful!"

On the other side, Daiser led his troops and rushed to the front, and he had already penetrated deep into the enemy line with a few guards.

"If I hold back, then how can I set an example, and how can the soldiers trust me!" When confronted with the guards' words, Daisey replied categorically.

There are not many moves that can slash enemies in a large area, and his specialty is not in the battle of the big battlefield, but in small-scale, even one-on-one combat. But even so, he still has a trick that can clean up some of the surrounding necromancy.

"Near me, you guys!" A wave of qi erupted from Daisey's body, knocking the surrounding necromancers away a little, allowing several guards to return to him.

"Sword Fall!" Immediately, Daiser drew his sword from his waist and raised it above his head.

A green sword qi rushed out from the sword body of the sword and spread out in midair, forming a huge dark green magic array.

At the same time, within the area of the magic array, all the hearts of the necromancers were branded with a mark symbolizing the Netherworld. After only a few seconds, all the surrounding necromancers suddenly collapsed, and their lives were cut off. Without a hint of warning, or even without any time to react, every imprinted necromancer, the place where the mark remained, seemed to appear out of thin air with a dark green void sword that looked exactly like the one in Daisey's hand.

"You go and support your companions behind you, and I'll just go on alone." After dealing with the surrounding necromancers, Daisey spoke to the guards around him.

"But ......"

"It's an order!" One of the guards was about to say something, but was interrupted by Daisey. Then, Daiser raised his saber and rushed towards the necromancers who formed a tight formation.

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The battle continues, but the Necrons seem to be beginning to gain the upper hand in numbers, and unlike the Battle of Trier, the Necrons of the Underworld are clearly stronger and more intelligent. They know the basics of fighting and the importance of formation. In less than three minutes, the Nether soldiers suffered hundreds of casualties.

Monasse was still crossing layer after layer of defense, and he was still some way from the depths of the ancestral forest where his mother body was.

With no soldiers by his side, Daisy was able to fully engage in hand-to-hand combat. However, he can't use the same move too arbitrarily, Daiusai himself is not a magician, although he does not have a lot of magic power. He could only attach the energy in his body to his sword, slashing the necromancers wherever he looked.

"Your Highness, when you need my help, please don't worry." Sheola was still floating in mid-air, looking down on the battlefield. With the telepathic device in her hand, she spoke to Daisey.

"Monasse must have his intentions in telling you to beware of the nobles sending troops to attack us. However, I will seriously consider your proposal.'"

Judging by Daisena's hasty response, his battle didn't seem to be easy. Daisey himself is very strong, but he is not good at facing a large number of enemies at the same time, so he is now a little struggling.

"Understood." Theora smiled, withdrew the teleporter, and looked back at the woods.

"In the woods, I guess there will be a fight......

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"Captain, the battle has begun." A member of the Kamparo Guardian was observing Zulin's battle with a small magic mirror.

"Keep watching, and we'll act when they show signs of retreat, or when the winner is decided." Sholes crouched down on the tree and whispered in response.

"You don't have that chance." A voice rang out suddenly, followed by the screams of the members of the Guardian Guard, wielding the Magic Mirror.

"Who?" Sholes and the rest of the convoy gathered together, keeping an eye on the periphery. They didn't see anyone, but a strong sense of crisis allowed Sholes to be sure that someone was watching him, and it was probably not just him.

Bite!

Sholes subconsciously turned around and swung his short sword, colliding with the sharp weapon that suddenly appeared, stirring up a spark. Immediately afterward, members of the convoy fended off an attack from nowhere.

"Lord Sally's Dark Star Six!?" Seeing such an attack, coupled with the death of one member, there were just six people left in the escort, and all six of them seemed to have encountered an enemy each, which reminded Shules of Sully's "Dark Star Six".

"Now that you know who we are, give your life." The leader of the "Dark Star Six", Teyas, emerged from the shadows, raised the Stygian Moon Blade in his hand, and stabbed straight out.

Shules noticed the Blade of the Moon, he recognized the shortblade, and knew that he couldn't fight hard, so he dodged Teyas's attack to the side.

For a moment, the "Dark Star Six" and the remaining six members of Kimparo's escort team suddenly scattered to various places in the woods, facing each other one-on-one. One side is to sneak up on Monasse's troops, the other is to protect them, and the difference in starting point makes them sword against each other.

"Bet on the honor of the Dark Star Six, we will never fail......" Teas said silently in a deep voice, with one hand on his chest.

The rest of the Dark Star Six did the same. Immediately afterward, the six of them flashed behind their respective opponents at the same time and launched a surprise attack.

Kamparo's escorts are also elites, and they are already on alert, so naturally they will not lose their lives because of this level of sneak attack. The only person who died was the scout of the convoy, and he didn't have much strength, and Sholes thought that in the face of such an opponent, it could only be said that the scout was killed.

In some dark woods, swords and swords are constantly converging, colliding, and bursting into sparks. With the powerful power of the Stygian Blade, Teas had a slight upper hand at first,

However, Shules's proficiency in the short sword is almost unmatched in the Netherworld, and Shules's short sword is also a sharp weapon, more than a dozen centimeters longer than Teas's Stygian Blade.

The so-called one inch long and one inch strong, with the advantage of attack distance, Teas gradually pulled the situation of the battle back to a situation where the two sides were even. After dozens of rounds, the two still haven't decided the winner, and they haven't even caused any damage to each other.

However, this situation is not a good thing for Shules, as the time of the battle progresses, the power of the Stygian Blade will be fully unleashed, and at that point he can almost be declared defeated. Knowing full well that this could happen, Shules began to launch an even more fierce offensive.

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"Is there a fight over here, should I disturb you?" Sheola was still floating in mid-air, and she had taken out the crystal ball she had brought with her, monitoring what was happening in the woods, a subtle smile on her face.

"However, it is better to deal with this trouble as soon as possible......