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Even though he could feel the overwhelming negative energy emanating from the Pale Hand, the Wild Boar Warrior showed no fear.
The conditions for instant death spells below the legendary level were extrely strict.
This was also one of the main reasons why few low-level Necromancers specialized in instant death spells.
The Wild Boar Warrior relied on his strong physique and could easily resist all of this.
So he ignored Matthew's actions, planted his hands on the ground, and tried to get up to find his axe--
Being in a Specter form did not an immunity to all damage. Many enchanted weapons could cause harm to Specters, and his axe happened to be one of those weapons.
"You're dead, Necromancer!"
The Wild Boar Warrior growled lowly, wanting to walk to the side.
However, Matthew stuck to him like a maggot on a bone.
The Wild Boar Warrior had a thick neck, and the Pale Hand could only grip onto a small portion of it.
And no matter how hard Matthew tried, he couldn't leave a trace on the Wild Boar Warrior's neck.
Only the terrifying negative energy was continuously pouring into the enemy's body.
Every minute, every second.
The Wild Boar Warrior was constantly subjected to instant death judgnts from the realm of death.
However, his physique was indeed extrely strong.
Matthew held on to him for several seconds without any harm!
"I told you, you're dead!"
The Wild Boar Warrior's movents were extrely rough.
He stubbornly dragged Matthew to the side.
If Matthew's body wasn't currently in a Specter or a corpse state, he would have been torn apart!
But Matthew was also determined.
He just clung to the Wild Boar Warrior.
All the strength in his body was poured into the Pale Hand!
In the chaos.
The Wild Boar Warrior stubbornly dragged Matthew seven or eight ters away. Just as he was about to grab his axe, suddenly, a strange sharp scream ca from the Pale Hand.
"Wait!"
The Wild Boar Warrior seed to have sensed sothing and let out a mournful roar.
At that mont, the Wild Boar Warrior's charging montum suddenly halted.
His eyes widened, and his whole body rapidly turned gray and decayed at a visible speed, emitting a strong aura of death--
Boom!
His strong and sturdy body fell to the ground.
His entire face turned into a stiff grayish-blue color, and a large amount of negative energy involuntarily dissipated from him.
Matthew gasped for breath as he lay on top of his corpse.
He couldn't help but look at his right hand.
It seed like sothing had awakened in the Pale Hand!
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"Prompt: Due to your luck value, the instant death judgnt of the Pale Hand is effective!
You have killed "Wild Boar Warrior Banwen."
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The Pale Hand killed and captured a high-quality soul (LV14), effect is increasing--
1. Attack range
1 ter
2. Slight improvent in instant death judgnt effect
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The effect of the Pale Hand can still be enhanced?
After surviving the disaster, Matthew was first surprised, but then he was hit by intense pain. The effect of his undying body had already ended, and he still had many external injuries from being dragged by the Wild Boar Warrior.
If it weren't for the sobering patch on his forehead.
His willpower and focus would have sharply declined by now.
"It hurts, huh, luckily I still have the undying body and the Pale Hand!"
Matthew struggled to stand up from the Wild Boar Warrior's corpse.
He saw Ella flying over in a hurry, and Peggy was also quickly coming to support.
At this mont.
In the position of the undead in front.
A voice full of despair and anger ca:
"No!"
The Half-Dragon Swordsman showed a mournful expression.
The next second.
He charged towards Matthew like a madman.
His speed was astonishing.
In just a few steps, he crossed the undead's front line. The mbers of the Guard Unit imdiately confronted him, but the Half-Dragon Swordsman's figure suddenly fluctuated violently.
His figure disappeared from the original spot.
Several seconds later.
He appeared near an oak tree as if he had teleported.
The Half-Dragon Swordsman's charge seed elegant, but it was equally unstoppable. When he passed by the oak tree, his body collided with it without any deviation, directly breaking the three-ter-tall oak tree!
Boom!
The oak tree fell.
The Half-Dragon Swordsman quickly approached Matthew.
However, at that mont.
He also saw the change in Matthew's expression--
Originally, Matthew had a grimacing and wary expression, but as the Half-Dragon Swordsman collided with the oak tree, all the expressions on Matthew's face disappeared.
In their place.
There was only a terrifying coldness and a strong killing intent!
"You dare to crash into my tree!?"
Matthew was furious.
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His thoughts quickly spread, and then he charged towards the Half-Dragon Swordsman!
Seeing the Necromancer coming towards him.
The Half-Dragon Swordsman's first reaction was to be stunned.
Then he ecstatically raised the magic sword in his hand--
In the blink of an eye.
A gust of cold wind attacked him from behind.
The Half-Dragon Swordsman, who had focused all his attention on Matthew due to his partner's tragic death, completely failed to notice that a cunning and huge creature had quietly approached him from behind.
Boom!
The huge claws of the Bone Dragon rcilessly slapped the Half-Dragon Swordsman's back.
He stumbled, unable to hold onto the magic sword, and his lower body was firmly suppressed by the Bone Dragon.
Just as he endured the pain and tried to grab his magic sword.
The Necromancer had already rushed in front of him!
The Half-Dragon Swordsman struggled violently.
But the opponent had already bent down and covered his terrifying hand on his head!
"No rcy."
This was the last sentence the Half-Dragon Swordsman heard before his death.
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"Prompt: The Pale Hand killed and captured a high-quality soul (LV14), effect is increasing--
1. Attack range
1.5 ters (current attack range is 2.5 ters)
2. Slight improvent in instant death judgnt effect
3. Obtained a small amount of life-stealing effect."
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After killing the Half-Dragon Swordsman, Matthew's anger subsided.He quickly put away the magic sword, war flag, and giant axe, then had two zombies drag away the bodies of the two n.
The reinforcents from the guard unit were stunned and couldn't say a word.
On the front battlefield.
With the loss of the unmatched duo.
The underground alliance quickly showed signs of collapse.
There was no need for anyone else to take action.
The silver moon zombies, occasionally emitting withering light, were enough to chase away the gnolls and ogres.
But Matthew did not slack off.
He tidied up a bit, flipped over and climbed onto the back of the bone dragon, finding a comfortable position to stand.
"Let's go!"
Under Matthew's command.
Little Phi charged into the front battlefield with great montum.
Wherever the dragon's might reached.
The underground creatures scattered and fled.
However, most of them were rcilessly killed by the bone dragon.
The lucky ones who escaped the net.
Also died under Matthew's pale hands.
He just stood on the back of the bone dragon and extended his right hand downward.
And there was a constant stream of killing prompts.
Like this.
One person and one dragon beca the reaper of the battlefield.
A large number of underground creatures died.
The outco of the battle gradually lost its suspense.
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On the eastern front.
"Sinwalk, Leila, what the hell are you doing!?"
Edison, the warlock who was being held back by Blade and the others, turned around and almost collapsed when he saw the situation on the front battlefield. He angrily hamred Blade with his nail hamr and let out a furious roar.
But what made his blood pressure explode.
On the other side of the cave, Sinwalk, the ogre, was still sleeping soundly.
And Leila, the agile warrior, had disappeared.
"Damn it! Damn it! They're all useless!"
Edison swung his nail hamr almost madly.
Blade and the others were intimidated by his madness and backed away, even the gnolls behind Edison didn't dare to approach their completely rampaging leader.
At this mont.
A shadow the size of a small mountain rushed towards them from the front battlefield.
Little Phi, carrying Matthew, broke through the formation of the underground creatures, and then Matthew rushed towards Edison.
The dragon's might!
As soon as they got close.
Little Phi cleverly released the dragon's might.
Edison had strong resistance.
But he still showed a slight stiffness in the face of the targeted dragon's might.
At a critical mont.
Zeller also provided assistance at the right ti—he threw a powerful paralysis spell from a distance.
Edison's muscles began to tremble.
Taking advantage of this opportunity.
Little Phi directly pressed his huge body onto Edison.
Boom!
The bone dragon's body crushed the gnoll warlock like Mount Tai.
In the chaos of bones.
Only Edison's head was still sticking out.
Matthew took a step forward.
And from a distance of two ters, he activated the pale hand.
The gray-brown negative energy hand extended from Matthew's right hand, pressing down on Edison's head.
Under the strong aura of death.
He instinctively trembled.
Imdiately, he burst into uncontrollable laughter:
"I am immortal!"
Hearing this, Matthew remained unmoved, and his expression showed a hint of playfulness as he asked:
"Is that so?"
As soon as he finished speaking.
A faintly intoxicated white light broke through the darkness and pierced the earth.
"No, this is impossible!"
Edison scread violently, trying to break free from the restraint of the pale hand.
Matthew's heart skipped a beat.
He instantly prepared to retreat.
At a critical mont, the pale hand twitched violently again.
In the blink of an eye, it drained Edison's vigorous vitality!
Edison, who had just risen with a glimr of hope, finally knelt down in despair.
At the sa ti.
The eastern horizon finally broke through the heavy darkness and pierced the earth.
A loud and clear chant ca from that direction.
The crowd vaguely saw.
A giant eagle seed to be flying from the sun towards this place.
There was a bald figure sitting on its back.
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A few kiloters away from the battlefield.
A well-trained cavalry unit was swiftly crossing the oak forest.
Leading the charge was none other than Lord Raga, full of fighting spirit.
"Our comrades are desperately delaying ahead, our families are threatened by evil creatures, and our territory is being trampled by the enemy!
The Blood Flag Family never gives up on any of its citizens, nor does it spare any enemies.
We may have been peaceful for too long, and they may have forgotten the excellent warriors we have.
But that doesn't matter, because tonight we will unleash a massacre!
We will let the outside world understand, let those ignorant underground creatures understand—what the consequences will be if they provoke an enemy they shouldn't!
On this land.
We are the ones they can't afford to provoke!
Now, the enemy is right in front of us.
Everyone, charge with !
Glory belongs to the Blood Flag!"
With Raga's extrely stirring roar.
The knights charged out of the oak forest with high morale.
"Kill!"
Raga rushed forward at the forefront.But in the next second.
His movents suddenly began to slow down.
Because the battlefield before his eyes.
It didn't seem quite the sa as he had imagined!
The situation of the enemy's overwhelming force did not occur at all.
All he saw were undead creatures scattered across the vast wasteland.
And at the very front of the undead.
A tall, thin figure was riding a Bone Dragon, relentlessly killing the remaining underground creatures!
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