Chapter 56

Facing Rod's attack, the necromancer let out a low growl, and a wall of bones immediately rose in front of him, barely blocking Rod's sword. At this moment, Shana and another mercenary also rushed over as Rod had ordered, forming a triangle to surround the necromancer.

"Hmph, a mere trick."

Although he had no way to retreat, the necromancer clearly did not take Shana and the others' actions seriously. He snorted, the soul fire in his eyes flickering, and then, holding his staff, he swung it to the side.

While most mages were physically weak, necromancers were definitely an exception. Having lost their human form, they had long surpassed the level of ordinary humans in terms of strength. Shana instinctively blocked the attack with her backhand, but she did not expect the force from the staff to be like a barbarian swinging a heavy club, causing the red-haired mercenary to shudder. If she had not sensed the danger and quickly deflected the force, this blow alone would have been enough to send Shana flying into the ceiling.

"Don't resist directly, keep your distance, and don't stop attacking!"

Seeing Shana's predicament, Rod frowned and reminded them again. Hearing his words, Shana and the other mercenary immediately regained their composure, carefully circling the necromancer and occasionally launching surprise attacks. However, the necromancer was no stranger to close combat. While maintaining the bone wall to block Rod's attacks, he swung his staff, the dark and sinister eye sockets glowing with soul fire, indicating a cold and dangerous presence.

But that was all.

After dodging another mercenary's attack, the necromancer sneered and raised his left hand. Soon, a bright red negative energy began to coalesce between his fingers, waiting to be released...

At this moment, he felt the bone wall tremble slightly.

A fierce wind suddenly arose, and the once solid bone wall crumbled like a stack of blocks. At the same time, a dazzling white light burst from the fragments, drawing a bright line and piercing straight towards the necromancer's forehead.

Damn it, how is this possible!

The necromancer was taken aback, and the negative energy he had condensed instantly dissipated. Instead, a foul-smelling whirlwind erupted from beneath his feet, forcefully pushing back Rod's attack. Only then did the necromancer notice a young girl in a robe standing not far behind Rod, her face serious, and the staff in her hand glowing with a bright red magical light.

"Damn, dispel magic?!"

Seeing this, the necromancer's heart sank. He had initially thought Marin was just a minor mage apprentice and had not taken her seriously. But when his defensive spell was dispelled, he realized that this girl's strength had far surpassed the apprentice level, even reaching the mid-level circle! If their levels were not comparable, his protective spell would have been impossible to dispel!

These thoughts flashed through the necromancer's mind in an instant, and he immediately responded. The small finger bone of his right hand, holding the staff, suddenly fell off, hit the ground, and then disappeared.

Only Rod noticed this.

"Walker, Lige, be on guard!"

While retracting his sword, which had been deflected by the whirlwind, and raising it in front of him, Rod shouted a warning. At this moment, as if in response to his warning, the ground suddenly bulged.

"Boom!!!"

The broken stone slabs flipped open, and fully armed undead creatures growled as they crawled out. They held broken and old weapons, emitting sinister roars, and with slow but determined steps, they surrounded the group. It must be said that the necromancer's move was indeed effective. If Rod had not warned them in advance, they would have been caught off guard. But now, they were prepared and quickly responded. The other two members of the Red Eagle Mercenary Group immediately stepped in front of Lige and Marin, and Lige promptly cast a protective shield over everyone. Only Marin remained unfazed, her right hand holding her staff, pointing it at the necromancer, and muttering to analyze the remaining protective spells on him.

This was a battle against time.

"Tch!"

Seeing that the group was not as panicked as he had expected, the necromancer spat in his mind and retreated, barely dodging the attacks of the two mercenaries. He did not take these two humans seriously, as their strength was too weak to cause any real harm. What worried him was the black-haired man in front of him. No matter what he did, this man seemed to sense it and respond quickly. It was bizarre, and the necromancer could not understand why this young man was so familiar with the necromancer's combat style?

"Swish!"

Rod did not care what the emaciated figure in front of him was thinking. He simply swung his sword and pressed forward again. The white blade clashed with the white bone staff, sparking brightly. Then, ripples appeared in the air and spread out.

"Done!"

Seeing this, Rod felt relieved, while the necromancer's face darkened. He retreated again and raised his staff.

At the same time, Marin also raised her staff, aiming it at the necromancer's body.

A bright, dazzling, white-flamed ray condensed in the center of the ruby and shot straight forward, hitting the necromancer and igniting and expanding.

"Boom!!!"

The scorching heat wave spread in all directions, even forcing Rod and the others to take a few steps back. In the flames, the necromancer's angry roar could be heard.

"Damn you!! You will pay for this!!"

With his protective spell dispelled, the necromancer finally ignored the danger he faced. In a fit of rage, he swung his staff and thrust it forward. Soon, five or six cold bone spikes whistled through the air, flying towards Marin. But just as the bone spikes reached Marin, the shield warrior, who had been guarding her, shouted and raised his massive steel shield. With a few dull thuds, the bone spikes shattered upon impact, and the shield warrior, despite his robust build, grunted and fell to the ground from the force.

Damn.

Barney, wielding a two-handed sword and fighting the undead, cursed in his mind. He had never thought Rod was that capable, and the current situation seemed to confirm his thoughts. The necromancer was clearly enraged and had begun a frenzied counterattack. Under his assault, both the annoying noble and the leader could only barely dodge, making it impossible to win!

Barney slashed down an undead creature wielding a long knife and turned to see Shana "clumsily" dodging the necromancer's attack. The cunning young noble, meanwhile, remained hidden behind the necromancer, showing no intention of helping.

I was right; that guy just wants us to be the meat shield so he can enjoy the victory! Damn, I won't let him get away with it!

With this thought, Barney made up his mind. He suddenly turned, raised his massive sword, and charged towards the necromancer.

"Die, evil monster!!"

As he shouted, he swung his sword. But he did not expect that Shana, who should have been attacking from the side, suddenly changed position and appeared in front of him.

The whistling of the sword wind reached his ears.

Sensing the threat from behind, Shana was startled. Under Rod's leadership, she and her companion had finally mastered the technique of changing positions to defend against the necromancer's counterattacks. After the necromancer's recent frenzy, he was already at the end of his strength. Just a little more effort, and they would surely win. But Shana did not expect someone to attack from behind at this moment!

The red-haired mercenary had no way to retreat. She gritted her teeth and rolled on the ground, trying to dodge the attack. But at this moment, the necromancer, taking advantage of Shana's momentary pause, finally locked onto her. He sneered, opened his mouth, and bent his fingers, spitting out a foul incantation.

"Bang!!"

"Ugh!!"

This time, Shana could not dodge the necromancer's attack. A sharp bone spike pierced her left shoulder, the force pulling her body backward and causing her to fall heavily to the ground.

With the opportunity finally open, the necromancer did not linger and tried to escape.

"Damn!!"

Seeing this, Rod cursed in his mind. He flipped his right hand, and the red card finally appeared.

"Marin, attack it, with all your might!!"

As he shouted the order, Rod threw the red card, and the Flame Killer burst forth, howling as it pounced on the fleeing enemy. The red figure flashed in the darkness, and soon, a powerful explosion echoed, mingled with the necromancer's roar, spreading in all directions.

Bad luck, the protective spell wasn't completely dispelled.

Without time to worry about the summoned spirit being sent back to its home to get married, Rod followed through the thick black smoke.

The necromancer was now in a sorry state. Due to the protective spell being mostly dispelled by Marin, he could not fully withstand the Flame Killer's self-destruction. His robe was torn to shreds, and his bone staff was completely broken and useless.

"Damn humans!!"

Seeing Rod charge, the necromancer gritted his teeth and cursed. He raised his hands, and a bright red negative energy formed, shooting towards Rod.

Facing this energy beam that could turn all life into nothingness, Rod did not choose to dodge this time. Instead, he continued to charge forward, sword in hand.

He's dead!

Seeing Rod charge like a reckless youth, the necromancer finally smiled smugly. In his view, this young man would soon be stripped of his life by the death energy and turn to dust like a rotten log.

But soon, his smile turned to fear.

Translucent, folded wings appeared in front of Rod, feathers floating in the air, like a dream.

The bright red, deadly energy turned into a breeze and disappeared.

"You are... ..."

The necromancer opened his mouth, and at that moment, Rod's sword pierced through his body.

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