Chapter 514: Legendary Necromancer Spell - Sky of the Dead

Kessrick stood quietly in the forest full of blood and corpses.

His body trembled slightly, the red stone on his chest emitted a faint light, and his eyes flashed with a kind of almost crazy fanatic light.

At this moment, the god he had always worshipped and believed in devoutly finally revealed his incomparable powerful miracle.

I saw a group of mysterious energy as thick as a dark green gem slowly descending from the sky, like a huge and invisible python, winding and swimming, gradually covering the entire forest.

This group of gas exudes a suffocating and weird breath. It is cold and gloomy, forming a sharp contrast with the vibrant forest, as if it is the messenger of death coming to the world.

Under the erosion of this dark green gas, the originally green leaves of the surrounding trees began to wither and turn yellow rapidly, and the branches became fragile and easy to break, as if the vitality was taken away.

The green grass on the ground gradually lost its luster and turned into pieces of withered yellow hay.

Even the small animals that were originally active in the forest felt this terrible breath and fled in all directions, looking for a safe hiding place.

However, Catheric turned a blind eye to all this. He still stared at the sky infatuatedly, muttering something in his mouth, as if expressing endless admiration and gratitude to his god.

Under the cover and erosion of this dark green energy, the bodies of the human soldiers who had lost their breath and were lying on the ground in all directions began to change.

The flesh on the surface of these corpses seemed to have been splashed with strong acid, and was being rapidly corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The originally bright red muscle tissue gradually became dull, and then showed a strange dark green color, accompanied by bursts of pungent stench.

As time went on, the rotten flesh continued to fall off, and finally disappeared completely, leaving only pale skeletons exposed naked in the air.

At this moment, the lifeless skeleton lying on the ground began to slowly climb up from the cold and hard ground.

Its deep eye sockets were extremely empty.

Suddenly, in his two eye sockets, ghostly green soul fire flickered extremely strangely, like two balls of netherworld flames burning in the dark, which made people shudder.

The sudden revival of this skeleton was like triggering a mysterious mechanism, which produced a series of chain reactions.

The rest of the corpses on the ground also began to move one after another, struggling to wake up from the sleep of death.

These once lively lives have now turned into zombies, exuding bursts of decay.

Those priests who believed in the God of Light devoutly during their lifetime, although their bodies have passed away, the holy light in their bodies has not completely dissipated with the end of life.

When they felt the powerful and evil power of Melkor, the remaining holy light power in their bodies seemed to be ignited, and they burst out the last energy in an instant, desperately fighting against it.

For a moment, two completely different forces collided violently in the air, intertwined, and made a sharp "chi chi" sound.

This sound was like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, and like the hissing of evil ghosts, filling the entire space, making people shudder.

But unfortunately, this holy light power is only the remaining afterglow, drifting like a rootless duckweed, lacking continuous support and continuous replenishment.

In addition, compared with the vast sea of ​​dead power of Melkor, their number is simply a drop in the ocean, insignificant.

Therefore, after a short and fierce confrontation, these holy light powers were like a flash in the pan, quickly exhausted all their energy, and finally completely dissipated in this world, leaving only a dead silence and darkness.

"Milko!!"

As the brilliant and powerful holy light gradually dissipated, a roar that seemed to come from the sky, like thunder, suddenly entered Keseric's ears.

However, facing such a deafening roar, Keseric remained calm, as if nothing had happened, and still maintained his calm and nonchalant appearance.

However, only he knew that this roar full of anger and majesty was most likely from the lofty God of Light - Pero.

Pero, the God of Light, great power.

On the vast continent of Faerun, He is undoubtedly one of the small group of gods at the top of the pyramid, and his status and strength are unshakable.

In comparison, Melko, the God of the Dead, pales in comparison. The gap between the two is a world of difference, and they are simply incomparable.

However, Catheric said that he didn't care about all this.

Because the thing he was pursuing in his heart was something that Pero could never give him.

At this moment, his fiery eyes were fixed on the huge army that was slowly waking up in front of him, and his eyes were burning with endless enthusiasm.

This army composed of countless undead was gradually waking up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the breath of death emanating from them filled the air, making people shudder.

"Hahahaha... my undead army has finally taken shape!"

Catheric couldn't suppress his excitement and laughed wildly.

The corners of his mouth opened involuntarily, revealing an extremely greedy smile, as if he had seen the most precious treasure in the world.

Undead!

Countless undead!

The number of human troops sent by Baldur's Gate this time is not small.

The mercenary group sent by Feilongguan Fortress alone has reached hundreds of people, plus the hundreds of soldiers sent by the inner city of Baldur's Gate, the army coming to assist this time has reached thousands of people.

Don't underestimate these more than a thousand people, they are all professionals.

More than a thousand professionals, even Baldur's Gate, which has dominated the Sword Coast for many years, will feel painful for a while.

"Let's go, next, we need to add some cannon fodder."

With these more than a thousand professionals as the backbone, Catheric only needs to collect more cannon fodder.

The most prominent point of the power of the undead scourge is its endless sea of ​​undead.

Under Catheric's control, there was always a large black cloud blocking the sunlight above the undead army. This was the legendary necromancy spell - the Undead Sky Curtain.

Its main function was to turn the covered area into an area suitable for the undead to live in, and it also had a certain degree of autonomous activity.

It was the most suitable magic for migrating the undead army.