Chapter 111 - 062. Angel Of Death (1/2)
Chapter 111: 062 Angel of Death -2 (Part One)
Oscal Baldur
As far as mastery over swordsest in the Theocratic Eerous as hihly-skilled Necroht in and well over a thousand slaves were prepared for their use
An undead ar at least two thousand combatants could be summoned by the together with the Oscal Baldur
Indeed, that’s what they originally believed
Unfortunately for them, the one they should’ve been really worried about was someone else entirely Someone coerous than that old ently shouted out as its voice reverberated throughout the temple’s interior
With the altar at the centre, a rily crashed down
Its poas h to rock even Nasus’s soul; the Necroot sucked into the storetting purified out of existence
The Lich’s shouts proently climb down fro off froether
They all then looked up at the altar
Holy water started gushi+ng down the steps of the tall altar like a sacred waterfall
The divine aura co froradually soaked the te aroma in the process
“C-cover your noses!”
“Prepare the masks!”
However, the complexions of the Necro around them They hurriedly put on so away from the affected areas
Fro up Skeletons hite bones, zoures of transparent wo on skeleton horses, bone gole armour as they carried various types of weapons
A colourful array of undead stood up tall, and as the eerie blue light glowed fro a holy hys?!”
“What… what is going on here?!”
The Necro well over a hundred all fell into a pit of chaotic confusion They hurriedly covered their ears as the ‘Spirit Speech’ reverberated throughout the surroundings
The hy with divinity sounded like a siren’s call that heralded the incoeddon to the Necroe temple
Terror and fear took over their rationale
A bizarre existence was shooting out holy water fro a just-as-bizarre skull and holding a grimoire
It was then, yet another transformation took place on the boy with a small physique
“Since you’ve prepared yourselves thoroughly for a fight against Oscal, I should go all out today, too”
His appearance began changing
The su onto the boy The undead’s bodies broke down into sure like clay and swirling around hi the bones and created a clearly definable shape – a white-coloured bone arer due to the bone aroat’s skull
A set of bone arht of two metres now stood on the altar
Meanwhile, twelve ar wings and quickly reached ridiculous lengths
Special envoy Haiot to even breathe as he witnessed this truly bizarre sight As for his fellow Necromancers, they all hurriedly shook their heads as if they wanted to reject reality itself While they stared at this ‘being’ standing before their eyes, all of the one same individual
The existence that dyed this world in death and terror The existence that had disappeared froo
And the na A before the iped out of existence fifty years ago
He descended back to the plain of the living while pery, but divinity instead No, wait – he wasback into this world That had to be it!
That’s what all these Necro theht now It was the Lich, Nasus
Its burning eyes were quaking with agitation
The holy water continued gushi+ng out from the feet of the bone ar out from the pool of the sacred water of life