The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick Chapter 387: The Joyful First Battle

Aurelianne was suspended in midair, held by Pricis Nisse, with a landscape of danger and unease stretching beneath them.

She had finally recovered from the shock of Viktor's sudden disappearance.

Below her feet lay an endless expanse of churning sand, a frenzied legion of undead, and the Star Knights.

These creatures dragged their skeletal bodies burning with ethereal green fire, moving like oceans of swirling cosmic space.

As they surged across the boundless earth, they presented an incredibly eerie sight.

Above these undead, a pair of wide and astonishing blood-colored wings soared, with crimson veins clearly visible throughout.

Pricis Nisse gripped Aurelianne tightly, allowing them to quickly escape from the maddening ground below.

Feeling the surreal sensation of her feet dangling in midair, Aurelianne turned to Pricis Nisse behind her and said, "Thank you."

Now she finally understood why Viktor had insisted on bringing Pricis Nisse along.

This perfect vampire, shaped by Count Laurien and the entire city of Shulbon.

Though she appeared young, her power indeed surpassed many others.

It was simply that Pricis Nisse lacked combat experience.

Looking at the frenzied army and Star Knights far below, Aurelianne's mood grew heavy.

Without Pricis Nisse, she might have already sunk into that scorching sea of undead fire.

The enemies below seed to have ceased their internal conflicts, their target now very clear

— Aurelianne, floating in the sky.

Those Star Knights weren't actually living beings.

And these undead warriors, maintained in a skeletal state but without consciousness, wouldn't attack non-living beings without commands.

Now they behaved more like a group of crazed monsters, endlessly seeking and attacking targets.

Undead archers drew their bows and nocked arrows, sending volleys whistling through the air, attempting to strike Aurelianne and Pricis Nisse as they flew overhead.

Watching the incoming rain of flaming arrows, Pricis Nisse suddenly flapped her wings,

causing the space to tremble as a gust of wind rose up, shattering all those arrows mid-flight.

The Star Knights hurled their spears, but these too were blocked by Pricis Nisse's wings that appeared as thin as cicada wings.

Every undead and Star Knight displayed extre hostility toward Aurelianne and Pricis Nisse,

as if they had beco the common enemy of this horde of monsters.

But Pricis Nisse, with the advantage of flight, kept those ground-bound enemies from reaching them.

After all, that fifth-tier magic dragon hadn't been resurrected.

Perhaps because the necromancers' power wasn't yet sufficient to control a magic dragon.

Aurelianne bit her lip and whispered:

"What should we do..."

She and Pricis Nisse could choose to leave, but what would happen to those death row prisoners sealed at the bottom of the prison?

These prisoners were sealed at the bottom of this prison because they had committed heinous cris.

Like those rcenaries from earlier, they were sealed here to endure the pain of life-death separation because of their grievous sins.

If they escaped, they would likely cause imasurable disaster to the outside world.

And that group of Star Knights was another unpredictable variable.

To stop them, Aurelianne and Pricis Nisse alone would find it nearly impossible.

So, could they only resort to the thod Viktor had ntioned?

"Use necromancer's techniques to control them?"

She gazed at the undead below who had gone completely berserk, feeling a surge of fear in her heart.

These undead were nothing like the knights and nobles who had transford into undead in Shulbon.

Those had transford from humans into a certain state, which was the first necromancy spell her grandfather had taught her.

In reality, they were still human—Aurelianne knew this well.

But the undead before her eyes only had their shells remaining in this world.

Because their souls had been extracted, only their physical bodies were buried in the soil, no different from actual corpses.

And those few necromancers, perhaps because they were mages, had extrely powerful ntal strength.

Deep within their bodies, instinctive consciousness still remained.

The only solution now was for her to utilize these remaining undead souls.

To make the undead souls and Star Knights fight among themselves, killing each other.

Otherwise, with no one to deal with that group of Star Knights, the battle would only beco increasingly difficult.

However, attempting to control the dead...

This was completely different from transforming the living.

Whenever she thought about controlling the dead, Aurelianne always felt a deep sense of resistance.

Moreover, she wasn't certain she could control all those ghostly things.

As if struck by inspiration, Aurelianne's gaze turned to the other side of the dusty ground.

There lay the fragnts of the magic dragon's skeleton that Viktor had left behind when he departed.

At this mont, an idea ford in Aurelianne's mind.

She hurriedly looked up at Pricis Nisse and asked:

"Pricis Nisse, if you just harass them, how long can you hold out?"

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Pricis Nisse was taken aback, her eyes darting between the undead warriors and Star Knights.

Having risen to a certain height, the attacks from those enemies could no longer reach them,

and having lost their target, the creatures began to wander across the ground.

Pricis Nisse also noticed that while the entire Spirit-Dependent Starry Land appeared vast and boundless, there was only that one winding path leading to the outside world.

Apart from that, the entire land was soft sand.

So the direction these undead soldiers were walking would inevitably lead them out of the prison.

They had to be stopped.

Aurelianne's voice gently reached her ear, and Pricis Nisse looked down:

"I have a plan..."

...

In the sky, a pair of blood-colored fleshy wings unfurled.

Pricis Nisse's figure soared through the low sky, constantly drawing the attention of the undead warriors.

Sensing a new enemy approaching, those skeletal warriors with soul fire flickering in their eye sockets all launched attacks at Pricis Nisse as she glided across the ground.

Arrows and spears carrying soul flas and stardust ca one after another, passing by her.

Pricis Nisse nimbly changed her posture in the air, perfectly avoiding the attacks.

The split-second between life and death as danger brushed past her ears gave Pricis Nisse a rare sense of pleasure.

This joy was sothing completely imperceptible in normal tis.

Because of this, she beca even bolder in her attempts to show off.

Pricis Nisse circled and soared in the sky, trying to beco a blood-colored dancer in the air.

Suddenly, a spear flowing with nebula energy ca after a shower of ethereal green arrows.

Pricis Nisse didn't react in ti, and the spear pierced straight through her arm before gradually dissipating into stars.

In the end, a small hole remained on her fair arm.

Pricis Nisse felt a slight pain.

The next second, her arm rapidly regenerated, completely healed, with not even a scar left on her fair skin.

Pricis Nisse was slightly surprised, even blinking her eyes.

Huh? Was she really that powerful?

By now, the undead army and Star Knights had all been attracted by Pricis Nisse.

anwhile, Aurelianne treaded lightly on the yellow earth, cautiously approaching the magic dragon's skeleton.

At this close distance, she could even clearly see the dragon's enormous skeletal head.

Although it was also a corpse, for transcendent beings like magic dragons, Aurelianne felt little aversion in her heart.

"This must succeed..."

Aurelianne prayed in a low voice and began to cast necromancy.

Ethereal green magical power surged from her body, quickly transforming into ghost fire that rapidly entwined around her.

The next second, she too transford into an undead state, with frenzied ghost fire burning within her body.

The ghost fire, like a twisting silk thread, passed through the dragon's bone fragnts, rging them together.

Those fragnts began to tremble, breaking out of the sand, and levitating in the air through the power of necromancy.

Watching as the necromantic power gathered those bones together, forming the complete shape of the magic dragon in mid-air,

Aurelianne was overjoyed, a smile appearing on her solemn face.

Could it be... that she would succeed?

But then, those skeletal fragnts began to wobble under the support of Aurelianne's necromantic power.

The ghost fire passing through the fragnts like silk also began to beco unstable.

Snap!

The next mont, the fluctuation of necromantic power exceeded Aurelianne's control, suddenly rupturing and disappearing.

And those skeletal fragnts once again fell scattered into the sand.

Looking at the white bone fragnts strewn across the ground, her smile turned back into disappointnt.

Of course, that was a fifth-tier magic dragon.

How could she possibly turn a fifth-tier magic dragon into her warrior, let alone whether the dragon would obey her.

So, did she really need to control those death row prisoners?

Aurelianne looked back, seeing Pricis Nisse flying very low, entangled with the undead and Star Knights.

It had to be said that although Pricis Nisse's actions were chaotic, they were indeed effective.

However, the next second, due to getting too close, her shoulder was pierced by a Star Knight's spear, which slowly dissipated.

It seed there was no way out.

If this continued, Pricis Nisse would likely face even greater danger.

In this situation, Aurelianne began to feel a hint of frustration.

At so point, an inconspicuous one-eyed crow had perched on the magic dragon's skeleton.

Vega concealed its presence, leaving only that flickering single eye observing Aurelianne.

Accompanied by a serene and ethereal voice, it sounded in Aurelianne's mind:

'Do you need my help?'

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