Chapter 1093: Entering The Enemy's Territory
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"You're such a fool, an imbecile even, hahaha… HAHAHAHA!"
My eyes saw endless darkness as I entered the Netherworld Fog, yet my vampiric eyes quickly activated, allowing me to see within this endless darkness.
What I saw resembled a huge, open area below underground, some sort of gigantic open space inside of a cavern section.
There were large quantities of nether and phantasmal energies everywhere, any normal human would immediately die and turn into an undead here.
Above all, countless rivers and lakes made of liquid miasmic nether filled the entire landscape, a rather peculiar place.
"I can't believe you've happily entered my Domain! Are you out of your mind?! Hahaha! HAHAHAHAHA!"
And of course, that voice, the necromancer was mocking.
He kept laughing, yet I couldn't see anything yet, he was hidden somewhere.
What I could see clearly were hundreds of thousands of Undead, the same that came outside, all in front of me, groaning, moving, looking at me with their crimson eyes.
"So this is the Netherworld Fog's interior, a Domain, as you said?"
I admired the space; it was quite vast and very useful looking. It was certainly several times much larger than my own Umbral Crimson Shadow.
A perfect place to store Undead, just what I needed now that I have my Abyssal Vampiric Undead that cannot be turned into cards and easily be stored in the grimoire.
"Yes, this is my domain, you utter fool! You look confident for some reason! Do you understand how fucked up you are right now?! In no time, you will become my loyal Undead! This is a place where no living being can remain!"
"Is that so?"
I walked around, looking at the Undead in front of me and confronting them.
"You've all been trapped by this bastard, right? You must be going through a lot… Not only were you abused, killed, and eaten, but you're now forced to become eternal slaves… Just how deep is the hatred of you barbarians against the noble elves?"
"W-What are you talking about?!" screamed the necromancer's voice. "Hatred?! Noble elves?! Hah! Hahahaha! Did you really believe that?!
There is no such thing as hatred, if anything, we're eternally grateful to them, for giving us all of this power, for giving us all these lands, and for being our guinea pigs! I love elves! They make excellent undead! Their souls are strong, overflowing with magic and spirit power!"
"…I see."
I remained in silence as I glanced at the undead in front of me, an abhorrent zombie golem giant, groaning in pain and agony, I touched his rotten flesh.
"Don't worry, it will end now."
"What are you…?! Tch! Taking a while, huh?! JUST KILL HIM THEN! ATTACK!"
As he gave his orders, all Undead who remained still immediately rushed towards me, their giant claws and jaws moving down towards me body, including their magic spells and more.
"Stop."
RUMBLE!
A huge shockwave of Mana was unleashed, half of my Mana was used in that moment, as all Undead came to a halt.
"W-Wha…?!"
The necromancer couldn't believe it, with a single word, his entire army was stopped.
This was the new power of [Divine Dragon Tongue Magic Authority], and the Developing Divinity of Dragon Tongue merged with its powers.
With the two of these effects together, the massive Mana cost is reduced tremendously.
Even if for a couple of seconds, I can now stop entire armies.
"T-That's…! Was that Dragon Tongue?! You?! You have such power?! Impossible! This is something only dragons can have!"
"Am I not a dragon then?"
My entire body was covered with silver, black, and red scales, draconic wings, tail, claws, horns, and eyes quickly emerged from my body, my Draconic Aura being unleashed at full power, as my Divine Dragon Heart was beating faster and faster.
"Impossible! A human… with a DIVINE DRAGON HEART?!"
"It takes a while, but it's not like it's impossible to get one… Bestellen was his name, a fine warrior. He now joins my barracks as a mighty familiar."
"T-This is bullshit…! KILL HIM! MOVE!"
The Necromancer used Dragon Tongue was well, wasting away his Mana to overwrite my own Dragon Tongue spell, all Undead reached me again.
Eleanora and Saphira quickly appeared by my side, and then…
Fused with me.
"{Spirit Fusion}"
FLAAASH!
My body grew taller as my hair turned red and silvery-white, growing longer, I now had four eyes, and my draconic powers were further boosted as I activated Blood King Transformation.
"{Divine Silver Blood Flames of Sanctification}! Purify it all!"
My Blood mixed with my draconic powers and the silver flames, materializing holy flames that immediately surrounded all the Undead around me, and then…
BOOOMMM!!!
A wave of endless silver flames rushed against all of them at once, burning their bodies and everything left behind into ashes as quickly and painlessly as possible.
"Hm, not bad."
Within that second, a hundred thousand Undead perished.
"T-This is…! No…! H-How…?!" muttered the necromancer. "And the Domain's effects… Why… Why are you not dying yet?! Just what the fuck are you?!"
"Are you seriously asking that?" I asked. "After I killed Mammon, do you truly believe a third-rate necromancer like you stands a chance? Keep dreaming."
Again.
"{Divine Silver Blood Flames of Sanctification}"
"W-WAIT, STOP…! STOOOP!"
As he screamed in frustration and horror, the necromancer saw as I continued using that technique over and over again, burning through hundreds of thousands of undead within seconds.
BOOOM!
"{Divine Silver Blood Flames of Sanctification}"
BOOOM!
"{Divine Silver Blood Flames of Sanctification}"
BOOOM!
"{Divine Silver Blood Flames of Sanctification}"
BOOOM!
"{Divine Silver Blood Flames of Sanctification}"
BOOOM!
"That should do it… All done. But the souls… they still are here, that's troublesome," I sighed.
"Y-You…! How could you… my undead… my army of precious undead! YOU… YOU BASTARD! YOU FUCKING MONSTER!"
The necromancer started crying in frustration, space itself started to distort in front of me, as he finally showed up.
And surprisingly, he was much bigger than I imagined, yes, tremendously huge, in fact.
He looked like a perfect balance between a lizardman and a small dragon, around forty meters of height, overflowing with an aura of tremendous necromantic power.
He had a long white beard, and looked old and wise, yet furious and frustrated.
"YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS, YOU FILTHY HUMAN!"
His jaws opened, as Phantasmal Flames surged.
"DIE!"
BOOOM!
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