Bizarre Realm-Chapter 349 - 19: Wiped Out in One Fell Swoop!

What is this monster?!

Yadon’s heart bled. The foundation he had painstakingly accumulated over decades was completely wiped out by that man in one breath.

Which undead wizard doesn’t dream of ruling a Celestial Calamity Legion?

Yadon was undoubtedly one of them. Ever since he ascended to a transcendent of the Path of Death, he had always longed to one day possess his own Celestial Calamity Legion and build a massive mausoleum. All these years, he had been diligent and dared not slack off. In Dorne, he secretly robbed graves looking for fresh corpses. Later, after being promoted to the Pale Lord and dispatched to the ever-turbulent Dagon Region, he embezzled unknown amounts of materials in secret, finally forging such an undead legion.

But now, it’s all gone!

The materials needed by undead wizards are slightly less than those of other wizards, but their need for soul crystal stones is immense. Corpses and bones can be stolen from the Realm of Reality as long as one is careful of the Night Watcher since it’s something not allowed on the surface. But the soul crystal stones, all of them, were his hard-won savings over decades, all used to resurrect these undead creatures. His ascended domain was ’Undying Lord,’ and a single commander can’t possibly become a Lord of the Undead.

Looking at the shattered bones not far away, Yadon felt a momentary pang of sorrow, even if he had already transformed into the living dead, he couldn’t help but feel a touch of grief at this moment.

You bastard! 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Do you know how many years it took me to accumulate this undead army?

The Path of Death is always under high pressure internally, not allowing the private resurrection of the undead, because even a slight leak could cause disease and plague. Mortals in the Realm of Reality are too fragile, a touch of negative energy could mean their death. So under the hardline high-pressure policies (primarily from the Death Chief and Lady Hecate), most of the undead transcendent beings live in specific undead half-planes.

All of Yadon’s assets were secretly obtained bit by bit from the outside, taking more than thirty years to accomplish.

To accumulate this undead army, he even made it onto the blacklist of the Death Pilgrims several times.

"How refreshing!"

Surrounded by the undead army, Shawn’s expression carried a hint of pleasurable delight. It had been a long time since he’d so thoroughly enjoyed slaying monsters, and the key was that these undead were densely packed. For enemies on the warrior side, high-density gathering could make targets difficult to defend against, but for him, a large area spell bombardment was just too satisfying.

Shawn relied on slaying monsters to temporarily raise his extraordinary level, now possessing the ability to master 9th circle spells.

According to his original calculations, even though his power increased rapidly after enlightenment, the difficulty of digesting extraordinary essence increases continuously after reaching high tiers of transcendence, so he would need at least half a year to master the casting ability of a 9th circle.

But the talent of the Child of Slaughter is just too strong!

The accumulation over the past half year for Shawn now, he just needed enough enemies for him to kill.

——Level 5 Arcanist / Level 5 Mind Warlock / Level 8 Arcane Spirit Master.

Shawn managed to gain a level in just a dozen minutes, something he never dared to think possible in the past.

"Turns out it’s not infinite resurrection!" Shawn’s expression was a bit disappointed.

The skeletons on the perimeter would no longer resurrect, since they had all been blasted into bone fragments, bound spirits transformed into resentful spirits, killed repeatedly three times, gradually dissipated in the mist, likely because the ritual array for summoning the undead ran out of energy, or the remaining shell of the soul was completely drained by Shawn.

Under the coverage of firepower, all life is equal.

Shawn ascended as an arcanist through the knowledge sequence, his natural magic pool vastly exceeding other casters, and he could also slowly recover mana in battle. With seventy percent of his magic pool consumed, Shawn still had a spiritual energy pool at about ninety percent capacity unused.

A single fireball technique could kill a large area of undead creatures, aside from playing games in his previous life, Shawn had never experienced such glee.

The mindless undead were simply cannon fodder sent to his door.

Unfortunately, this Pale Lord’s foundation was still too thin. If he had set up a much stronger undead summoning ritual, Shawn might have had a chance to push his extraordinary level further upward, especially since he hadn’t used the ’Fusion Technique’ yet. Although combining with a monster doctor is a bit gross, having an additional magic pool opens up numerous possibilities.

"Is his mana finally running low?"

Hidden among the monster horde, the Pale Lord’s eyes brightened, noticing that the enemy was no longer using large-area damaging spells but instead switched to using 1st circle arcane missiles, even using the Invisible Hand to tear apart the nearby zombies.

An enemy with depleted mana poses no threat!

The odds are in my favor.

Decades of accumulation were squandered; if he couldn’t take down this enemy, he would truly return to the starting point of liberation.

"Too few monsters."

"Scattered, not worth using large-area spells."

Shawn was also waiting, waiting for the enemy to summon the second wave of undead army. After all, being an experienced undead wizard, who knows what else he might pull out of his bag.