Chapter 425: The Raid

"The Necromancer, Ling Shengzi, and Tuyuori are all experts at playing with souls."

"If the three of them gather together, it will inevitably lead to endless disasters for the Yan Country."

"We went to great lengths to quell the demon disaster in Tianzhong City; we cannot let them break the seal and release the demons now."

A grave expression appeared on Ye Bai's face, and after hearing Ye Bai's words, Guijinyang and Jingmuhan hesitated for a moment.

"We have already arranged personnel over in Tianzhong City, so rest assured, there won't be any trouble for the time being."

"As for Tianquan City, the mark left by Andras has been expelled, so there shouldn't be any major problems in the short term."

"Let the Young Kirin Cup continue to be held."

"I will dispatch more mechanical beasts to assist with the patrols."

Guijinyang did not have a better solution either.

"No, there is actually one more method, and this method is called Stealing Heaven and Changing the Sun."

Ye Bai said with a look of confidence.

"Stealing Heaven and Changing the Sun?"

Rows of question marks appeared over the heads of Guijinyang and Jingmuhan; what kind of plan was this?

At the Young Kirin Cup competition venue, everyone was busy.

New evolutionary forms of the Black Flea Insects and Shadow Mantises were emerging one after another.

Some Black Flea Insects were covered in muscles, looking like muscular men.

Some Black Flea Insects were only the size of a palm, their heads resembling sharp daggers.

As for the variations of the Shadow Mantises, there were even more.

Not far from the Young Kirin Cup, the Necromancer's Clone and Ling Shengzi's Clone met each other.

"Necromancer, I didn't expect you to use a clone even when coming here."

"You are a bit too cautious."

Ling Shengzi said teasingly.

"Aren't you also using a clone? Is it interesting for the pot to call the kettle black?"

"What about Qixing? Isn't he supposed to be waiting here?"

"Why hasn't he appeared after so long?"

The Necromancer was unusually irritable, like a young girl going through menopause.

"Necromancer, you're anxious."

The ground squirmed for a moment, turning into the appearance of an old man.

"Hmph."

The Necromancer let out a cold snort, and the Soul Fire inside its skull, crafted from Refined Gold, vibrated violently.

It raised its Bone Staff, and countless bone spikes emerged from the ground, stabbing toward Tuyuori.

Tuyuori's entire body was pierced by the bones, and its body burst open instantly.

However, the ground squirmed again, and Tuyuori appeared before the two once more.

"Necromancer, you've vented enough, right? Anyway, these are just my clay clones."

"You can smash as many as you like; I won't say a word, as long as it vents your anger."

Tuyuori said cheerfully.

"I just want to ask one thing now: where is your leader? Wasn't it agreed that we would act together?"

The Necromancer still remembered its critical mission and asked Tuyuori.

"The leader took on a temporary mission, so currently only I am free to come and provide support. But rest assured, we will return every bit of the reward collected from you; after all, we were the ones who broke our word first."

"This time, I will cooperate with your actions."

Tuyuori said slowly.

"Fine, you be the main force this time."

"Ling Shengzi, can you sense where your clone is?"

"Is there any Barrier or similar thing set up at the venue?"

Ling Shengzi rolled his eyes; he's treating me like a subordinate, isn't he? Your clone is also at the scene, isn't it?

The Necromancer seemed to notice Ling Shengzi's displeasure and quickly added: "I am not a living person to begin with. To cover up the necromantic aura of my Soul Fragment, I split off only a very small portion."

"So my sensory ability has decreased significantly, and I cannot perceive if there is a Barrier. I am afraid of alerting the security personnel."

Capturing the contestants this time was related to whether the Necromancer could break through to the Ninth Rank.

As long as he broke through to the Ninth Rank, he would have the ability to stand on equal footing with the Twelve Pillars of the Nation.

And the undead army he summoned could be quickly converted into military units.

The more people who died, the stronger the Necromancer's power would become.

Perhaps the Necromancer could even use this to ignite his divine fire and become a demigod-level powerhouse.

"Everything is ready. Necromancer, as soon as you launch the Undead Reincarnation Ritual, we will begin abducting the contestants."

"For one, we can cause a major scandal for the Yan Country, which will seriously affect the Yan Country's international influence."

"Secondly, you can also use secret arts to choose more suitable talents."

The corners of Ling Shengzi's mouth rose quietly, revealing a weird smile.

In fact, Ling Shengzi had also tampered with the Blood Sacrifice Array.

Once the Necromancer activated the Blood Sacrifice Array, this array would instantly turn into a cage for extracting souls.

In this way, the Necromancer's Soul would be imprisoned there.

And the undead that Tuyuori had painstakingly collected would also crawl out from the clay one after another and submerge into the soul cage.

This is the pledge of allegiance Ling Shengzi is offering to Yan Country; he wants to use this opportunity to escape his fate of becoming a vessel for the leader of the Resurrection Society.

This is also the reason why Qilin Marshal did not dispatch any Pillars of the Nation to the Young Qilin Cup from the very beginning.

Because he has Ling Shengzi as an undercover agent, who is continuously supplying him with intelligence.

Beast Mercenary Group.

Countless beasts suddenly emitted sounds of shock and terror.

Dark, dense figures appeared in the sky, and birds made of white bone attacked from the distance.

The Screaming Giraffe responsible for guarding had not yet had time to open its mouth to emit a sharp cry.

The birds flew near the Screaming Giraffe and suddenly began to glow and heat up; only a loud boom was heard, and the giraffe's neck was snapped directly in half.

Under the firmament, a massive bone dragon soared above the clouds.

Its skeleton was like a steel framework, and the eerie white bones emitted a cold, gloomy light under the sunlight.

The bone dragon's shattered white bone wings flapped powerfully in the air, stirring up a whistling wind like a violent storm, causing the surrounding clouds to churn.

In its hollow skull, two bright clusters of Soul Fire pulsed, like two night-luminescent pearls embedded in the head, flickering with a grim red light.

Its nostrils flared, exhaling bursts of cold air like the breath of a glacier; even its body had patches covered in frost.

On the bone dragon's torso, huge scales were attached in an unusually hollow yet orderly fashion; against the backdrop of the sky, these scales resembled stars in the night sky, emitting a dim silver light.

Its tail was long and powerful, swinging like a bolt of lightning across the horizon, emitting a blinding light, with the tip of the tail resembling a sharp sword.

As the bone dragon flew, wisps of frost drifted down from the high altitude, and black ice crystals fell from the sky.

These ice crystals were very special; they would enter the respiratory organs along with a person's breathing.

Furthermore, once the ice crystals entered the human heart and lungs, they would grow in reverse, eventually turning into barbs the thickness of a thumb, completely piercing the person's heart and lungs.

The Necromancer stood on top of the bone dragon's head; the Bone Scepter in its hand was golden and covered in magic runes.

Ling Shengzi's appearance resembled a hideous screaming banshee.

He and Tu Yaori stood not far from the Necromancer, like his right and left arms.

"Finally arrived here."

The Necromancer's Soul Fire began to pulse violently.

It seemed very excited.

"Go, my lovely bone Pet Beasts, charge for me and surround the entire perimeter of the Young Qilin Cup."

The Necromancer held the Bone Scepter high, and a Bone King Crown as white as jade was embedded on its massive skull.

The ground suddenly cracked open, and countless horned skulls emerged from the earth.

Their skulls flashed with Soul Fire, but from their appearance, it could be seen that they were a group of undead demons.

Just at this moment, the neck of the severed Screaming Giraffe sprouted granulation tissue, and before long, one after another, fierce beast heads emerged from the neck.

Golden light spots poured into their mouths, and beams of light shot into the sky, leaving a golden arc in the air.

Only a loud bang was heard, and a fireball shot into the sky.

In just a moment, half of the bones in the sky were cleared away.

"Do you think I only have this many troops?"

"I am a Necromancer, the man who will become the Undead Overlord in the future."

"Come out, my Blood Skeleton Legion."

This legion was the Necromancer's trump card.

However, for the sake of caution, the Necromancer only brought a small portion.

Suddenly, a slight tremor of the ground broke the silence.

Countless spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground, and large amounts of soil heaved up and down.

From the split soil, blood-red Guzhua struggled to break through the constraints of the earth and emerged from the ground.

Following that, one after another, crimson eyes appeared on the ground, revealing endless hunger and coldness.

Slaughter, they wanted slaughter.

They wanted to obtain more power; only by killing more could they rapidly evolve into even greater existences.

These skeleton warriors had their frames wrapped in blood-red light; the blood light looked very viscous, pulsing as if it had a life of its own.

In their eye sockets, eerie red Soul Fire burned, appearing exceptionally piercing.

The blood-red armor they wore had blood trickling down it, and large amounts of white smoke emerged where it dripped onto the ground.

Clearly, this blood was corrosive.

One after another, blood-colored skeletons crawled out from the ground; they were stained with soil, and a long Nine-Headed Great Blade hung at their waists.

On their backs hung a blood-red shield, which looked quite Weird.

As the legion completely crawled out from underground, a rust-like smell of blood permeated the air.

Their heads turned slightly, their eyes as sharp as swords, pointing straight at the sky, and their bodies stood in square formations, just like well-trained soldiers.

They opened and closed their mouths silently, their eyes radiating an aura of slaughter.

After turning into blood-colored skeletons, they naturally had a deep-seated craving for blood; looking at the brawny appearance of the Screaming Giraffe, in their eyes, it was prime, fatty meat.

"Ling Shengzi, Tu Yaori, how is this move of mine?"

"I won't hide it from you, I've brought out my bottom-of-the-box treasures; if you don't perform well today, don't blame me for extracting your Souls and making them into Screaming Lamp Oil."

Screaming Lamp Oil is made by extracting the Soul from the body, using the Soul as fuel and the fire of Hell as the Mars to burn it.

The key is that during the process of the Soul being scorched, the Soul remains conscious, and they will have the sensation of being consumed by raging fire.

This requires burning for thousands of years before it is possible for the Soul to be reduced to ashes.

"Hehe, Necromancer, I only came to help; you have no right to order me, nor do you have the right to extract my Soul."

"The forces behind us are not to be trifled with."

The Spirit Saint said coldly.

At this moment, countless cracks suddenly appeared beneath the Screaming Giraffe.

One after another, blood-red Guzhua tightly gripped its slender limbs.

The Screaming Giraffe struggled desperately, only to be dragged into the ground by the Guzhua in the end.

A large amount of fresh blood surged up from underground, dyeing this patch of land a bright red.

Not long after, as the Necromancer raised their staff high, a Screaming Giraffe made of white bone emerged from the ground.

The brother that had originally stood guard by its side was instantly transformed into a member of the undead.

This caused the other Screaming Giraffes to become uncontrollably enraged.

"Quick, have the other Screaming Giraffes retreat into the second barrier."

Wang Hu shouted loudly.

As the other fierce beasts retreated one after another into the second line of defense, white bones covering the mountains and plains surrounded the entire Young Qilin Cup venue.

"For a tournament of Yan Country caliber, the security team is surprisingly weak; it was a waste of the many undead troop types I prepared."

The Necromancer's eyes were filled with disdain.

The Clone of the Sunflower Fairy, disguised as a palm-sized flower, was hiding in a remote corner.

Just as the white bone legion approached, countless Clones of the Sunflower Fairy unleashed Holy Light.

The surroundings were swallowed by blinding, intense light.

Under the radiance of the Holy Light, the blood-colored skeletons emitted large amounts of blood-red air currents.

They wailed as they turned into black skeletons and fell to the ground.

Even the battle armor draped over the blood-colored skeletons fell to the ground one after another.

The figure of the Necromancer was also swallowed by the intense light.

"Damn it, so blinding, where did this light-attribute skill come from?"

"Could it be that we have walked into an ambush?"

The Necromancer waved the staff in their hand, and suddenly, gusts of sinister wind blew.

Dark, ink-like clouds spread rapidly; if not for the fact that the Holy Light was still persisting, this place would likely have turned into a Shadow world.

"Necromancy Summoning."

The Necromancer decided to end the battle quickly, so they summoned one Headless Knight after another.

These Headless Knights were all wearing steel armor and held two sharp greatswords in their hands.

White magic patterns appeared on the steel armor.

These magic patterns were used to resist the erosion of light-attribute skills.

"Hmph, in a moment I will wipe out the little things emitting the sunlight."

The Necromancer snorted coldly, appearing quite furious.

However, before the Headless Knights could even swing the greatswords in their hands,

these Clones of the Sunflower Fairy pulled their roots out of the ground and then bolted away.

Just kidding, when facing the vicious and ferocious Headless Knights, if not running now, then when?

"Kuimulang, your plan is very bold, but I just don't know what kind of expressions those people will have when they discover they have been deceived."

Gu Jinyang said with a rather wicked sense of humor.

(End of this chapter)