Chapter 245 - Great Disparity in Military Strength (1/2)

Cassandra had lost many skeleton soldiers in this battle, but neither she nor Roy cared much.

These low-level cannon fodder undead were really lacking in offensive means. Even with the support of magic, how much their combat power could improve was very limited.

Throughout this battle, Roy had experimented with many spells that he had not used before.

Magic power was a medium and a bridge to communicate with elements. But for non-source magic that Roy was unfamiliar with, or rather, did not use through his magic power circuit, he found them fairly difficult to use. Thanks to his powerful magic power, the spells had not failed, but the effects were not satisfactory.

Through the magic experiments in this battle, Roy found that dark curse magic was quite powerful. In the future, he could give up enhancing his troops and instead weaken the opponent directly. Then he would use powerful direct magic attacks to help the army win.

In this Ashan world, it was common for heroes to lead troops to engage in large-scale battles. Although Roy was now a quasi-lord demon, it was impossible for him to deal with a powerful army alone. If there were a large number of angels or dragons in the enemy’s army, even Roy would have to kneel. Didn’t Xeron lose his army and then was beaten to death by a group of dragons?

Therefore, Roy felt that it was necessary to gather an army, regardless of what he wanted to do in this world…

After casually cleaning the battlefield, Roy, Julia, and Cassandra quietly waited. To be honest, Roy was very surprised to run into an army led by a necromancer in the Desert of Death. He wanted to see who he had encountered this time.

On another side, Giovanni ran back like a lost dog and encountered the undead army led by Arantir.

“Death Lord!” The moment Giovanni saw Arantir, he immediately rushed forward as though he had seen his savior. “Demon! The enemy is a demon! And extremely powerful!” Arantir looked at him coldly. “Where are your troops?”

“All dead!” Although Giovanni did not see how Roy finally handled the vampires with his own eyes, seeing as his subordinates had not come, they were probably doomed. So he reported this news without hesitation.

“…” This news surprised Arantir. In fact, the unit formed by more than five hundred vampires was nominally Giovanni’s subordinates, but Arantir had already secretly controlled this vampire unit. The necromancer mark that Cassandra had encountered when she used undead enslavement was actually left by Arantir. The reason why Arantir did this was that he had long noticed that Giovanni was dishonest, so he had left a trick.

Now, the vampire unit was completely annihilated, and only Giovanni escaped. This certainly aroused Arantir’s suspicion, suspecting that Giovanni had deliberately set a trap and used the demon’s hand to eliminate the pawns that Arantir had placed beside Giovanni to monitor him… Unfortunately, Giovanni did not realize this and was still eagerly looking at Arantir, hoping that Arantir would take revenge for his subordinates.

Arantir noticed Giovanni’s thoughts and could not help but look down on him even more. After rubbing his chin and pondering for a while, Arantir said to Giovanni, “Tell me about the battle.”

Giovanni told Arantir about what happened during the battle. After Arantir heard this, his expression became a little solemn, and he sighed. “Asha above. A demon, a fallen angel, an enormous three-headed hellhound, and an archlich. Where did this enemy come from?”

In fact, Arantir had already seen the battle between Giovanni and them. The Wizard Eye he released had followed Giovanni and the others from a distance. Sighing like this was nothing more than acting.

But after all, Arantir had observed the battle through the Wizard Eye and had not truly fought Roy.