Chapter 152
Chapter 152: I only need one chance to kill you!
Necromancers were few to begin with, as it was apparent from the numbers of archmages specializing in necromancy magic. This was why the necromancy magic elicited so much attention when it actually appeared.
Han Shuo had only escaped from that area when he activated the Art. He hesitated when this development occurred and decided to move across the roofs of the nearby houses, going back to where he’d started.
The dark creatures that the necromancer had summoned from the other dimension greatly impacted the soldiers who were attempting to chase after Lucky. The enormous hate warriors and gargoyles flying in formation were particularly destructive.
The enormous and incredibly powerful hate warriors were able to pound a soldier into meat paste with a swing of its iron club, whereas the agile gargoyles were equally lethal when they came swooping down with their iron claws.
“Damn it, I’ll kill him myself!” Clark roared out angrily and whipped his battlesteed into action. A spear appeared in his hand as he charged towards the necromancer.
Thanks to the coordination of the galloping battlesteed and the sweeping spear, none of the skeletal and zombie warriors were obstacles in his path. Knights made use of the charging force of their battlesteeds to enhance their own battle strength. Thus, when Clark and the battlesteed charged as one, the scattered dark creatures couldn’t stop him at all.
Because of the appearance of an archmage level necromancer at this time, the soldiers on the side were busily fending off the summoned creatures and couldn’t assist Clark. Senior knight Calvert stayed where he was and was busily directed his troops. When these highly trained soldiers finally calmed down to coolly battle the summoned creatures, rows and rows of skeletal and zombie warriors began to fall down.
Although the mental strength of the archmage necromancer was colossal, the numbers of his summoned creatures couldn’t compete with the number of soldiers here. The ghouls and skeletal warriors in particular were of limited use in this type of battle situation, and were often destroyed by a single stab from a Gryphon Legion soldier.
However, the enormous hate warriors and gargoyles howling through the darkness were still quite fierce, and had killed quite a few soldiers in the blink of an eye. It was a pity that there were only five hate warriors, and six or seven gargoyles. More than ten Gryphon Legion soldiers also surrounded each hate warrior.
“Don’t mention it. Things have been really odd tonight. Lucky and I don’t know what happened as our movement was mysteriously revealed to Clark and we were almost captured. An archmage level necromancer suddenly appeared and attacked Clark and them, and then attacked us as well. I have no idea what’s going on.” Han Shuo complained.
“Then what of Uncle Lucky, and is Clark dead?” Lawrence asked again.
“Mister Lucky is making his way towards Calvert and seemed to want to take him out as well. Mm, Clark is done for, you don’t need to worry about him.” Han Shuo responded.
Lawrence couldn’t hide the glee in his expression as he laughed with satisfaction, “Dead, he’s dead! Valen City will be in chaos now!”