Chapter 262: Resurrection of the dead (2/2)
The wind mages on the side immediately cast tornado and gale wind spells as soon he had shouted. The dozen or so small tornadoes churned over and destroyed everything like a knife. The bloody mist that had been gathered by the blood fan was blown apart, no longer able to coalesce as Han Shuo wished.
No treasure was perfect. Thus, Han Shuo was neither surprised nor discouraged when the bloody mist of the Bloodlust Fan was torn apart by wind magic. As Florida yelled loudly and the remaining Rainbow Sickles attacked, Han Shuo’s body flew backwards, and swiftly stopped in the air over Laureton’s head.
“Laureton, I’ll help you break through the encirclement, but that cursed shop belongs to me. Furthermore, the Soul Destroyers will have the right to publicly recruit mercenaries in the Valley of Sunshine. How’s that sound?” Han Shuo stood straight in the air surrounded by his murderous aura and threw out these suggestions whilst looking down at the wound riddled Laureton.
It was obvious that three of the great factions in the Valley of Sunshine had plotted together against Laureton in this battle. If Laureton died here, then the Valley of Sunshine would immediately be plunged into chaos. The Rainbow Sickles would then be most likely to take charge. This was something that Han Shuo didn’t wish to see, and it was also detrimental to the Soul Destroyer mercenary band’s development.
Due to this, even if it wasn’t for Laureton and purely for Trunks and himself, Han Shuo would’ve helped Laureton break free as well Of course, it would be all the more perfect if Han Shuo could secure some benefits before helping him. Han Shuo also believed that Laureton would not refuse in this situation.
As he expected, Laureton did not hesitate. He looked up and yelled back at almost the same moment Han Shuo had finished speaking. “Agreed. If our people can leave the valley alive, I’ll also give you an extra ten thousand gold!”
“Deal!” Han Shuo replied calmly.
As spell after spell was chanted and the Canopy of Necromancy was released, the sky became covered by dark green clouds that were dense and unable to be broken apart. Meanwhile, several acidic swamps suddenly formed in the middle of the Katar orc tribe and House of Menlo troops. As Han Shuo chanted out various mystic spells whilst waving his hands, rays of strange light shot out beneath the Canopy of Necromancy, landing onto the bodies of the experts who had died not too long ago
A terrifying scene occurred. The people, that had been killed not long ago, began to struggle to their feet without a hint of humanity left in their eyes. The wounds on their bodies still bled, even the intestines of some of them could be seen. What was more horrifying was that some of them had their guts dangling from their waist, as if they hadn’t properly put their belts on.
When the deceased stood up one by one, it was enormously shocking and absolutely horrifying to those who were still alive. Every single live person who noticed this scene let out terrifying screams, causing the entire valley to sink further into chaotic uproar..
Resurrection of corpses was one of the most horrifying and memorable magics of necromancy. It was something that had become an ancient legend, having disappeared from the continent for several thousand years. There was no record of this spell in the now forlorn branch of necromancy magic.
However, on such a night and in such a place, the four great factions of the Valley of Sunshine had the fortune of witnessing this long lost evil magic. Legends were legends after all. When corpses stood up one by one and attacked their former comrades while waving their weapons, the shock completely destroyed their companions’ minds.
“Oh, gods! How is this possible!” Ferguson let out an anguished wail as he looked at everything that was happening in disbelief.
“Laureton, don’t say that I didn’t help you. Quickly use this chance to break free!” Han Shuo grinned coldly as zombies and skeletons appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards the four shocked great factions, alongside the resurrected corpses. Under the cover of the Canopy of Necromancy, these beings of darkness became like fish in water, having their power and speed greatly increased.
After being reminded by Han Shuo, the immensely shocked Laureton quickly came back to himself and immediately yelled, “What are you guys spacing out for?! Charge!!”
The immense roar made the dumbly staring Cairo mercenaries return to themselves. As they looked at their intimate companions, who’d already passed away, stand up in terrifying form, the mercenaries were absolutely shocked senseless. If it weren’t for Laureton’s shout waking them from their stupor, they might have needed quite a while to return to their senses.
However, since they were Han Shuo’s protective targets, they were still fine even when they were staring off into space. As for the other three forces, the dead suddenly latched onto some of their ankles, the subsequent terror from which might become engraved on their hearts for the rest of their lives. Some who reacted a bit slower were stabbed to death by their former comrades.
Han Shuo stood in the air and gazed coldly at the savage changes underneath. The murderous aura from his body surged and flared, releasing an evil atmosphere. When coupled with his savage look and red eyes, it caused him to look the epitome of terror.