The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 545 - 453 Coordination (Second update for today)
Chapter 545 -453, Coordination (Second update for today) Chapter 545 -453, Coordination (Second update for today) It was only upon returning to the island that Imilo became aware of the incident and intended to settle accounts with her.
By then, she had left the island, and he hadn’t expected her to come back again, getting involved in this matter.
“Hey! You can’t say that, your affairs with the pirates have nothing to do with me,” Viola emphasized.
“Get lost!” Imilo snorted coldly.
“What’s wrong with you, man? Speaking with such impoliteness.”
A chill crossed Imilo’s brow as he advanced with his sword, and in an instant, numerous fierce sword energies burst forth.
As if casting a full moon across the sky and earth.
Viola’s expression became grave as her figure moved rapidly, almost disappearing and reappearing, while behind her, walls and buildings exploded.
Debris sprayed into the air.
Viola took a deep breath and immediately conjured a mist, shrouding her figure.
She said, “Imilo, don’t be angry! It’s not that I’m targeting you. I’m grateful to you in my heart for letting me go last time, but I had orders from above to help those guys. Let’s not make it difficult for each other, and I’ll leave here at nightfall.”
Her voice floated out from the mist, reaching Imilo’s ears.
Hiss!
Another sword energy split the pervasive fog right down the middle.
Like cutting through tofu.
“The Church of Divine Punishment is also involved in this?”
“Eek! I didn’t say that, you guessed it yourself,” Viola exclaimed.
Imilo felt this woman was somewhat crazy and continued, “Who else is there?”
“How should I know.”
Imilo said no more and exploded forward in movement.
He charged directly into the mist.
His figure swiftly maneuvered through the fog.
Sword energies repeatedly swept out, filling the entire area.
As fresh blood splattered.
Whoosh!
A figure flew backward from a building, crashing to the ground.
Viola clutched her chest where a thin scar had torn through her armor and flesh.
“How can you hit a woman! You bad guy, I already said I don’t want to be your enemy, I’m just trying to delay you for a bit.”
As she spoke, she brought out a series of black iron nails wreathed in deathly aura in her hand.
She hurled them towards the opposite side.
Then, she again produced countless smoke-formed hounds, leopards, and crocodiles, swarming towards him.
Clang, clang, clang~!
Imilo parried with his sword and with a casual swing, all the smoke dissipated.
Imilo pointed his golden sword at the ground, at an angle.
“Viola, you might as well try to run now.”
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Outside the city, in the wasteland.
Rustle, rustle, rustle~!
The vegetation shook violently as figures burst out of the dense forest.
They were dressed differently, wearing helmets or sailor hats on their heads.
Frowning slightly at the distant battle zone where magic thundered and explosions never ceased.
It turns out the Vice-executive was a sextuplet.
Not only did they look the same, but their attire was also identical.
If it weren’t for their different attacking styles, one might mistake them for the same person.
“Prepare the strong crossbows, and be careful not to hurt ‘Tolga’ the captain.”
“Don’t go over there, just get the strong crossbows ready from here, and don’t let the magic spill over to us.”
The pirates discussed among themselves, taking out magic crossbow bolts and starting to draw and load their bows.
So many strong crossbows.
Enough to turn the people fighting on the other side into pincushions.
Everyone was busy at work.
Suddenly, the people in the front row looked up at the sky.
A longsword floated in mid-air, rapidly approaching as if held by an invisible person.
“What’s that?”
“Why is a sword flying towards us?”
“Shoot a couple of arrows to try it out!”
Whoosh whoosh~!
Several crossbow arrows shot towards the sky.
They passed through thin air, showing no sign of anything there.
Just as the pirates were filled with confusion.
The longsword drifted into the midst of the pirates, the sheath fell off, revealing its sharp blade.
“A Special Item?”
One pirate, puzzled, leaped up to try and grasp the hilt.
Swoosh~!
A flash of cold light swept by.
The pirate’s head fell off, and blood sprayed from his neck like a waterfall.
This scene made all the pirates’ eyes widen.
“It’s an ambush, disperse, it’s an enemy’s trick,” someone shouted loudly.
All the pirates scattered.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh~!
The blade’s light flashed unceasingly, and heads dropped to the ground one after another.
“It’s wrong, it’s an Evil Sword, don’t move,” someone finally realized when they perceived that it was an Evil Sword in the air, but by then, only a dozen or so pirates remained, frozen on the spot with sweat covering their foreheads.
The Silent Evil Sword.
It was over, now nobody could move.
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On the main battlefield.
Tolga was splashed with ‘acidic liquid’ in the face and staggered backward, covering his face and howling in pain.
Such an attack might not necessarily be very damaging.
But the corrosion of the acidic liquid on living flesh was far greater than the injury itself.
Add to that, the side effects of ‘Disease Radiation’ and ‘Decay Ray’ took effect, making the injury even more painful.
‘Animate Object’ activated once again, with pants hitching up and collars choking throats.
Two sword-wielding Wu Heng attacked again.
‘Tolga,’ with blurred vision, reached out instinctively, each hand grabbing a sword blade tight, fingers clasped too tightly to pull away.
Then more magic was poured all over him, the strong smell of grease penetrating his nostrils.
A dreadful feeling arose in ‘Tolga’s’ heart, who roared, “Damn you, how dare you!”
Whoo~!
The sound of something tearing through the air, the Fireball Technique, smashed into his chest.
Boom~!
Tolga was instantly blown backwards.
In mid-air, he was engulfed by an enormous fire.
Tolga, like a man on fire, screamed miserably, thrashing around in all directions.
Six Wu Heng stood back at a distance, silently watching him being devoured by the flames.
Even a Level 17 professional could emit such screams in death and pain.
Gradually.
The thrashing fire man gradually lost strength.
The wailing stopped, the body knelt down and collapsed on the ground.
Bang bang bang~!
The group approached, firing their rifles in a flurry, turning him into a sieve.
They stopped shooting only when the experience points notification appeared.
