Hero of Darkness

Chapter 427: Apostle of Necromancy

The ripples of darkness aura permeated through the dense treelines spread across 2 kilometers radius as a sky-piercing black pillar rose as soon as Ceril made the declaration about invoking his newly acquired title.

”Apostle of Necromancy!”

He shouted and soon, the widely spread darkness element aura suddenly froze and turned dense and hard like metal.

Swoomm!!

The next second, all of it was suddenly sucked inside the sky-piercing black pillar made of darkness and soon, the pressure in the 5 kilometers turned weak as it was pulled back by this enormous pillar.

While the six guardians kept fighting, resisting and barricading the incoming army of millions of wood elemental and forest monsters… the tree sentinels and the newly created tree giants that were around the same size, started surrounding and attacking them with their higher numbers. The giant vines also limited the guardians from moving so they were currently on backfoot.

For some reason, all the ten million undead soldiers and monsters who previously partook in the intense battle suddenly stopped moving on their own as soon as Ceril started chanting that spell.

And right before the Ashokvatika, who had nothing but a spherical structure floating in the middle of where its head was supposed to be, stopped moving as if it sensed an ominous creature coming into existence.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Thud!

The next moment, all the unmoving undeads suddenly trembled on the spot and the skeletal bodies crumbled as the dark magic binding and moving them suddenly left all of their figures.

Thump!

Thump!

A loud noise of something pulsing resounded in the battlefield as if a ginormous heart was beating in the center of the black pillar.

And in just one minute, apart from the six guardians, all the ten million undead soldiers that had filled the 12 kilometers of battlefield till now lay on the ground like inanimate objects.

Crack!!

Crack!!

And finally, the dark pillar that was absorbing all the darkness aura and black magic that left the undead creatures cracked and a hundred-meter tall hooded creature came out of this pillar while the enormous structure itself shattered and started falling down.

SHRILL!!

An insurmountable and ghastly aura spread across the 10 kilometers radius and for the first time, even the legendary rank Ashokvatika felt like it was in mortal danger.

A pitch-black robe with a hood, a belt made of white skulls, a skeletal body underneath the robe while the skull with burning red eyes under this hood shone fiercely as if a never-ending fire was light inside them.

The next moment, four massive black wings, that looked like they belonged to a fallen angel, appeared out of its back and spread widely for 50 meters on both sides.

The black aura emitting from its body coalesced and the following second, a 5 meter long black grimoire filled with ancient texts appeared in this gigantic undeadʼs left palm.

But this wasnʼt the end of the transformation…

The shattered black pillar that was nothing else but pure darkness aura and black magic fused together, started changing its shape.

This was the very aura and black magic that the dark summoner used to control his ten million undeads and now… it was taking a solid form.

Shing!!

An ear-piercing sound filled the surrounding forested region as an 80 meter long scythe appeared in Cerilʼs right hand.

Ceril, who finally revealed his true legendary rank form now floated in the air while looking down on the Ashokvatika as if it was staring at a lowly creature.

But without waiting for another second…

Swing!!

He swung the frighteningly long scythe that held all the darkness and black magic in a horizontal slashing attack.

Soon, hundreds and then thousands of black blades, similar to Kahnʼs darkblades skill suddenly came into existence and quickly charged toward the millions of enemies on the ground as well as the tree giants surrounding the six guardians.

Swoosh!

Cut!

Shred!

BANG!

Clang!

Whenever these darkblades passed through, they severed everything that came in their way.

Each one of these blades was 10 meters long but there were thousands of these blades to the point it appeared like a desert storm when they attacked the enemy side.

Trees shredded on the spot, ground and boulders shattered to smithereens and nothing but torn and mangled bodies of millions of enemy monsters and wood elemental creatures lay as the storm of these blades finally subsided.

Just like Kahnʼs Berserker God Mode that gave him five times the physical stats… Ceril now had the collective strength of his 10 million undead soldiers thanks to the ancient rank class he achieved through his own efforts.

Soon, the battle continued fiercely as the legendary Ashokvatika kept resurrecting its army while Ceril kept massacring millions of them in a 10 kilometer radius with a single slash of his gigantic scythe with a sinister laugh as if he was enjoying tormenting the opponent.

With every stormy wave of his darkblades attacks, the battlefield was leveled to the ground no matter how many enemies these blades killed.

After another hour passed, all of the monsters from the enemy side were dead including the wood giants and tree sentinels.

For the first time in hundreds of years of its life, the Ashokvatika creates was now out of its mana and life force to restore the fallen army.

And finally, it created a dome made of gigantic veins to protect itself.

Ceril, who had relentlessly attacked and even freed the six guardians gave a command to have them all surround the legendary rank monster.

His scythe attack then cut open the vine dome in just a few slashes.

Cling!

Cling!

Ceril used the grimoire in his left hand to summon hundreds of massive dark chains from the ground that stabbed the enemy and tied it down.

Darkness was already one of the strongest elements in the world and these chains were hard to break through given the density.

Ashokvatika then used a variety of skills and when it tried to use the rejuvenating skill again to raise its fallen soldiers...

But before it could use any life-saving skills, the Dark Summoner used the Void Realm skill that was now at Saint Rank.

It created a 10 kilometer wide dome made of darkness aura and black magic which completely froze the opponent and stopped it from moving while Ceril slowly floated towards its unmoving body as if the time itself was stopped.

Then finally, Ceril raised the scythe and made an execution-style slashing attack.

RIP!!

Without even being able to put up any form of resistance…

The legendary rank Ashokvatika was cut in half by the Necromancer general.

At this moment… Ceril was no longer just an Undead Lich.

Rather he was the true Apostle of Necromancy.

And by true Apostle of Necromancy… he meant…

The reincarnation of the Grim Reaper himself.