He continued to laugh till his voice beca so hoarse. His body began to mummify and started to turn into ash. This ash was absorbed wholly by the force field.
"Ibro kid, stay there and I will try to find a way to save you," the dean's voice ca from the hook that was held in Ibro's hand.
Ibro looked through the force field that was like a huge do. This do was transparent so he could see the dean perfectly as he could see him.
"Just use so technique to cloud this do," Ibro's serious voice was transmitted through this hook to the dean.
The dean expression showed a surprise appearance, then he nodded. He knew the true identity of Ibro. He knew that he was a death sorcerer. He understood Ibro's intention.
That boy wanted to fight. That was the true spirit of a true cultivator. The dean then evaded an attack that ca from Zoka and the other moleecian before he used a certain fog technique.
Suddenly, the entire do was blocked by opaque fog. When Ibro witnessed this technique, he showed a calm smile over his face while saying:
"Thanks, dean grandmaster. We will have a chat after all of this ends."
Ibro then tied the hook around his hand. This hook was so light that he felt nothing there at his hand.
He then observed the last monts of this moleecian in silence. These moleecians were cunning. They don't use common war tactics at all.
Since day one, when he t that whale-like monster, he tasted their trickery fight style over and over again. He admitted to himself, they were really strong opponents.
He shouldn't underestimate any one of them. What he guessed and confird later from this moleecian was the identity of the items they needed to establish the portal with.
It was inside that ring which he acquired from the moleecian he killed in the previous round. They planned this play of forfeit not to prevent him from rest.
It was to prevent him from looking inside that ring. The next puzzle was why they took all this trouble to give him that ring?
The answer was simple that was because they didn't have all the items needed for that portal. He recalled that weird monster tide. Till this mont, he thought it was a sche from the twins.
But now, he knew the truth. The twins were just to distract him from finding the truth. This was their sche, not the twins. This was their doing, not the twins' n.
What went wrong in their calculations was the interference of Ibro and acquiring the stick. That made them devise this plan. He now was trapped in this area with no way out.
If they wanted war, then hell was what he would give them. Ibro was now ready for the incoming enemy. They thought they would tire him, but they didn't know they were helping him.
Once that moleecian died and his body was absorbed by this technique, the entire do trembled. The size of the do was already very vast. It didn't stop expanding though.
The land was all a stretch of ruins now. Ibro felt how this scene was strangely familiar. He recalled the devastated world he visited beforethe Renalt world.
This scene of destruction and ruins was similar to the scene at Ronat city. This tremble didn't last long, then it was followed by the appearance of a huge tunnel.
That tunnel was like a door to another dinsion. Ibro knew it was ti for him to act, so he used his long-awaited technique at once.
"Death summon technique."
At once, a grayish thick fog erged from him. This fog stretched over a big area and it continued to expand. In a few monts, that fog had covered an area exceeding 1 kiloter around Ibro.
Then this fog vanished revealing big built skeletons with thick bones. Their numbers were nearly 50k middle-class skeletons. Ibro didn't stop there as he started using his technique over and over again.
'System warning: your spiritual energy will be depleted rapidly this way.'
Ibro didn't stop his doing as he ordered:
'I'm a death sorcerer. I fight from a distance. I don't need to fight in the frontlines. You have stored a lot of energy from before. Just use them and replenish mine. I will use cores now and then.'
He then took out a core and put it in his mouth, then he continued to use his technique. He knew that the numbers of these monsters would be huge. They were prepared to invade his world.
That ant they had amassed great armies with strong monsters. From his understanding of them, he knew they would send the weakest monsters first. He needed them to do so.
He had a weak army to train. Each ti he used his technique, he used one minute from start to finish. After his fifth ti, a loud bang ca from the pitch-black tunnel.
These monsters were coming. He didn't stop and started to use his technique for the sixth ti. He felt his spiritual energy began to deplete at a faster rate, so he asked at once:
'What is the wrong system? Why is my energy decreasing rapidly?'
'That's because you are using the technique very rapidly. Try to wait for one minute at least before you use the technique again.'
Ibro didn't say anything, as he continued to use his technique without stop. When he finished his eighth ti, the moleecian monsters appeared like a flood from this tunnel.
They landed at once on the ground and started to head towards Ibro and his growing skeletons army.
"Summon death knight."
In monts, that death knight appeared to stand beside Ibro in reverence. Ibro then ordered without even glancing at it:
"Lead these troops to battle. I will send reinforcents to you all the ti. Kill all these monsters."
"Your wishes are my command."
It then started to join the big skeletons army and started to lead them towards the incoming monsters.
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