Lord Of The Magical Beasts Chapter 387

Chapter 387: A Devious Plan

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After absorbing a large amount of souls and Death Energy, the Crystal Skull got hotter and hotter, releasing black flames. It vibrated more and more frequently and strongly. Not long after, it gave out bursts of 'buzz buzz' sounds, drawing the attention of Yang Ling.

Aye, Dark Soul Fire?

Looking at the abnormal changes in the Crystal Skull, Yang Ling sat cross-legged on the ground in puzzlement, sensing in detail its weird changes. Even though he had already used Blood Essence and Dark Soul Fire to recreate the Crystal Skull, he was far from mastering and its secrets and mysteries.

With every corpse that fell, its soul would turn into a wisp of black thread that was hard to see with the naked eye, and got absorbed by the Crystal Skull. The Death Energy near the door, which nearly suffocated the Troops, also turned into wisps of black threads, and got absorbed by the Skull.

As both sides suffered more and more deaths, and the Dead Souls in the air above the plaza grew more and more, the Death Aura grew thicker and thicker. After absorbing them, the runes surfacing on the Crystal Skull grew more and more. It started spinning faster and faster, and the dark flames coming from it grew stronger and stronger.

Slowly, the Skull left Yang Ling's left hand and bit by bit, floated upwards, slowly spinning around Yang Ling. From afar, it looked like a ma.s.s of black flames circling him.

Under the protection of guards like the Corpse Wizard King and Dark Dragon King, Yang Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and felt the changes of the Crystal Skull in detail. Slowly, he discovered that as the skull changed, his own Mental Energy increased rapidly. Even his Soul Energy got stronger and stronger, and the area his senses could cover increased further and further.

Soul devouring?

After recalling a few times what was explained on the Stele, Yang Ling vaguely understood what was going on.

Different from an ordinary weapon, a Soul Wizard Weapon could be improved endlessly. Being able to add on additional growth attributes was a Soul Wizard's greatest weapon. As the power of its owner grew, the level of the Wizard Weapon would increase as well. In reverse, if the Wizard Weapon levelled up after absorbing energy from the outside environment, the owner's power would increase as well, a win-win situation.

Of course, if there were advantages, there must be disadvantages. If the Soul Wizard Weapon was seriously damaged, its owner might possibly also be seriously injured, even to the point of death.

If Yang Ling could benefit greatly from the Crystal Skull absorbing large amounts of souls and Death Energy, if he found a way to let it absorb all the souls of the Undead and Death Energy within the plaza, what would happen?

Looking at the swarm of Undead, Yang Ling, after silently thinking for a while, came up with a bold idea. He would use the Teleportation Spell Formation to teleport out, keep the big Wizard Platform on the surface into the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce, then quickly return to the plaza and take out the big Wizard Platform.

“Hehe, I am curious to see exactly how many Dead Souls there are, in this plaza!” After summoning the Magical Beasts Army and commanding them to guard the big Wizard Platform, Yang Ling smiled coldly. He sat cross-legged on the big Wizard Tower, and cast the Soul Summoning Spell.

In ancient times, when brave warriors died in battle, or had broken souls, the Soul Wizards in the Tribes would be able to make use of the big Wizard Platform to summon the Dead Souls of their Tribesmen, to allow their souls to travel back to their homes to rest in peace. Later on, after many generations, the Soul Wizards discovered the many clever uses for the Soul Summoning Spell.

On the battlefield, if one used the Soul Summoning Spell to summon the Dead Souls of the enemy soldiers, they would be able to completely prevent them from resurrecting or be made into War Puppets, one by one. After absorbing huge amounts of souls, it could also act as a great tonic, rapidly increasing the Soul Energy within themselves.

The power of the Summoning Spell, cast with the big Wizard Platform, was great beyond even Yang Ling's own expectations!

As the forlorn funeral eulogy began to sound on the plaza, mysterious runes surfaced one after another upon the big Wizard Platform, releasing vague bursts of pulsating energy, which formed into a ma.s.s of energy whirlpool that did not dissapate. Attracted by the whirlpool of energy, the Dead ouls floating above the plaza transformed into ma.s.ses of black threads, getting absorbed by the Crystal Skull, which was spinning around Yang Ling, at lightning speed.

After absorbing an astonis.h.i.+ng amount of souls, the Soul Fire coming from the Crystal Skull slowly changed from black to a dark red. According to the explanation on the Stele, once the Soul Fire changed from black to completely red, the Crystal Skull would be able to level up. From a low level Wizard Weapon to an intermediate level Wizard Weapon. By then, its power would not only grow multiple times, many new abilities could also be added.

Be it the big Wizard Platform or the energy whirlpool above Yang Ling's head, the moment they appeared, it drew the attention of both parties of the battle.

The allied forces of humans formed by the various powerful factions and the Troops, were greatly boosted in their morale. They forcefully stopped the ferocious attack by the Undead Army. The Undead Army, on the other hand, could instinctively feel a strong sense of danger. After a moment of chaos, under the command of the Spirit Snake King and the Mummy Commander, a team of elite, high level Undead charged straight in Yang Lings' direction, with the intention of destroying the mysterious big Wizard Platform.

“Hurry, block them, quick!”

“Brothers, charge!”

After seeing that Yang Ling's appearance had caused panic in the Undead Army, and how, immediately after, a team of high level Undead charged towards him without caring about anything else, anyone but a fool would understand that Yang Ling, the Lord, was the Undead Army's nemesis. In joy, they voluntarily went in pursuit and to surround the team of Undead, vigorously attacking the Undead trying to destroy the big Wizard platform.

After realizing that black plaza door only granted entry but did not allow exit, and that they had nowhere else to retreat to, the people knew that only by defeating the Undead Army, would they be able to find a chance of survival moving forward. It was rare that a nemesis to the Undead Army like Yang Ling had appeared, so how could they bear to let this opportunity go? If Yang Ling met with an unfortunate death, they might lose their only hope!

“Sky of Fireb.a.l.l.s, burn, burn!”

After a roar, fireb.a.l.l.s suddenly appeared all over the sky above the plaza, vaporizing a large group of Undead in front, in an instant. The immense amount of power, huge wave of Magical Energy, soil scorched to ash… The Spirit Snake King and Mummy Commander were shocked when they saw that.

“Aye, Elder Faern?” Looking from the top, at the direction of the big fire, Yang Ling discovered a familiar silhouette.

With a cl.u.s.ter of high level Warriors and Spellcasters, the Chief Elder Faeren of the Troops a.s.sociation fought in the frontlines of the battle. Under his command, the Spellcasters behind him released scorching fire. Corpses were piled up in front of the other factions, but in front of them, apart from burnt and black soil, not to mention a complete corpse, not even bones were left behind. They were all burnt to as.h.!.+

The disciples of the G.o.d of Fire were definitely a cut above the rest!

But, although powerful, the killing power of the Church, who were superior in numbers, were also by no mean inferior. But as their Magical Energy was expanded, Faern and his party were forced to retreat again and again.

Behind Elder Faern and his party, Yang Ling saw a gorgeous beauty, with a long robe draped around her shoulders. It was no one else, but the mermaid who emerged from the sea in the Illusory Crystal. With her white dress fluttering around her, and her elegant brows lightly furrowed, she periodically cast a wide area Regeneration Spell to heal the Troops and adventurers around her, quickly gaining people's trust and affection.

On the left of Faern's party were the Dark a.s.sociation and Bellimore Family. With Casia acting as liaison, the two factions worked well together. With the Warrior in a golden cape of the Bellimore Family in charge of close combat, and the Spellcasters of the Dark a.s.sociation in charge of ranged attacks, corpses of the Undead Amy piled high before them.

To the right of Faern's party was the Borg Family, also known as the Golden Lion. Under Stuart's lead, the Calvary, dressed in golden heavy armor, gave the pouncing Undead a heavy blow every time they charged. But, like Faern's party, they were forced to retreat again and again as their Battle Energy and physical energy were depleted.

There were too many Undead that were pouring out. They could not kill them fast enough. If this went on, it was feared that even if they were not killed by the Undead, they would also die from exhaustion!

On the furthest end of the right side, was the Church, which was the most powerful. Under Elder Brown's command, the numerous soldiers of the Church could attack and defend, holding strong against wave after wave of the Undead Army's attacks. Even if they were also retreating step by step, only a few of the Church Templars by Brow's side were partic.i.p.ating in the attacks. So it was obvious that they had not given their best effort yet.

“Tsk tsk, the rate of absorption of souls is still too slow. Looks like I have to give the Undead a taste of my strong medicine!”

The Soul Energy was increasing rapidly. After getting a taste of what the Soul Summoning Spell could do, and looking at the swarms of Undead, Yang Ling could hardly wait to refine their all their souls in one shot. After smiling coldly, Yang Ling took the dark red Crystal Skull in his hands and quietly chanted a Wizard Mantra. Immense Wizard Power and Mental Energy poured forth at once.

In an instant, the Crystal Skull vibrated strongly. The tongue-less mouth opened wide, and let out a soundless roar.

Where the strong sound wave pa.s.sed, the human allied forces felt their bodies jolt, as if a chilly wind had pa.s.sed by. But the Undead Army went into chaos. Some froze like stone statues unmoving, some went savage, ferociously attacking everyone around them, and some even just fell to the ground, their Soul Energy scattered by the hit.

This was the power of the 'Roar of the Dead Souls'?

Seeing the Undead in the front fall in hordes, and absorbing their Soul Energy in an instant, Yang Ling was overjoyed. He did not expect the Soul Attack of the Crystal Skull to be so terrifying!

“Is there a way to get the skull to only attack in a certain direction? Attack in one direction only, or even at one point only? ” Looking at the waves of swarming Undead, and looking at the direction the Church was at, Yang Ling smiled evilly.

It was necessary to slaughter the Undead Army and tamper their souls, but, if he could get the Undead Army and the Church to battle all out with each other, taking advantage of the situation to plot against the usually arrogant Church, it would be perfect!

If he could control the skull's attack direction and range to attract or force the Undead Army's elite to break through the ranks from the Church's side, Yang Ling believed that no matter how powerful the Church was, they would also have no choice but to pay a heavy price. Maybe, by then, he need not personally take action, but would be able to get a taste of the souls of Church Templars and Church Spellcasters!

The Underground Tomb was his personal vendetta, but, this was a once-in-a -lifetime opportunity!

As long as he planned properly and played the situation by ear, he might not need to personally take action but could cause the total defeat of the entire Church Army. According to the Scorpion King Immet's memories, the underground plaza was only the outer area of the Underground Tomb. Even if the Church were to get out of this, there would still be plenty of opportunities to strike secretly later on.