CHAPTER 515: EPILOGUE 6 (1/2)
Territory: Wail of the Dead!
An instant later, countless wraiths swarmed out of his body, wailing horrifically in a fifty meter radius. Barring exceptions, this Overlord Lich was most likely more powerful than that Overlord Vampire and Overlord Werewolf. If only the opponent he was facing wasn’t Ferti’nier, a former Devil King who could easily crush him within seconds, had it not been for her playfulness.
Territories operated with the caster’s body as a focal point. Laws could be changed within the radius, but in a situation where multiple Territories overlapped, the stronger Territory took precedence, though not completely.
Over ten thousand wraiths had swarmed out of the Overlord Lich at this point. These summons, however, could only operate outside that fifty meter radius without dissipating. Yet even with this restriction, they were still a formidable killing force. These wraiths were innately immune to physical attacks, but had a negative resistance to magical ones.
The Overlord Lich knew he wasn’t a match for Ferti’nier to begin with. At the time as he summoned those wraiths, he struck his bone staff into the ground, causing the ground to split apart in a violent explosion. A black figure clawed its way out of the crevice and leapt straight for Ferti’nier!
Swift like lightning, it appeared behind Ferti’nier’s back within an instant. But just as it was about to swing its giant sword down on the interfering Fallen Angel, she suddenly smiled, back still faced towards it.
“Flames.”
Before the words even left her mouth, a towering shield of Nether Flames roared to life, blocking off the giant sword. Thanks to the sheer momentum behind that swing, the black figure wasn’t able to pull back and could only collide head-first into the shield. Like a fly diving into a pool of lava, the giant sword instantly melted upon contact with the shield!
However, those who dared to pull a sneak attack on Ferti’nier couldn’t be weak themselves. At the very least, this black figure was an Overlord. Sword half-melted, it managed to break away and land on the ground.
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But Ferti’nier was never a magnanimous Devil to begin with. In fact, she was very spiteful. If someone dared to attack her from the back, that person had better be prepared for retribution.
Before the black figure could even touch down, a five meter wide pit of flames sprouted right beneath his feet…
This was Ferti’nier’s vengeance. But this black figure was no slouch either. He quickly threw his giant sword down into the pit. As it spun through the air, it began to morph into a six meter wide round shield, blocking off the pit Ferti’nier summoned…
Now back on the ground once more, the identity of this black figure was finally revealed. It was a Death Knight clad in black, heavy armor. His Territory was a Unique Territory that could summon equipment.
Safely away from the fire now, he still did not dare to retrieve his shield, instead cancelling it with a wave of his hand before summoning another.
Territory: Soul Armory!
The Death Knight reached forth with his right hand and seemingly gripped down on thin air. Suddenly, a wolf’s howl could be heard echoing throughout his Territory. The air itself began to split asunder in multiple areas as countless vengeful souls came streaming out and into the Overlord Death Knight’s right hand… he was forging a weapon from souls!