Chapter 106: Necromancer

An ordinary heavy sword was sharpened on only one side, similar to a long blade. A double-edged heavy sword was different; it had extremely high requirements for strength, skill, and experience. Just by looking at this unique weapon , one could tell that Randolph, the Glory Knight Commander, possessed extraordinary close-combat abilities.

“Lord, I…”

Saliel, with his triangular face, was still indignant and wanted to make a few excuses. However, seeing that Commander Randolph had already spurred his horse and rushed to the front, he had to swallow the words that came to his mouth. He cast a resentful glare at the carriage not far away. He was about to spur his horse to follow when, unexpectedly, his body suddenly shivered for no reason, and he felt a bone-piercing chill.

“Another blind guy. Should I kill him, or turn him into a puppet…”

Hu Feng pondered silently and gave a cold smile.

He had seen many villains like Saliel; killing him would only worry about soiling his own hands. With this guy’s strength, he didn’t even qualify to become a War Puppet for Hu Feng. Randomly summoning a Twelfth Step Dark Knight would be much stronger than him.

What was the best way to deal with a villain?

Hu Feng pondered for a moment, gave an evil smile, and an idea rose in his mind. He continued to focus on his Cultivation. Taking a close look at Nun Cinia’s graceful figure, the Death Aura in his body shook again. It rolled up and down like insects biting, wishing it could swallow her in one bite. Only after taking a deep breath did he slowly calm down.

After leaving Cold Moon City, the group traveled quickly. Although no danger could be seen on the vast Wasteland, no one dared to be careless. Traveling in a hurry, by noon, they had arrived at the Hengduan Mountains, a hundred miles away from Cold Moon City. Here, the mountains were high and the forests were dense. Primeval forests, rarely visited by humans, stretched for thousands of miles, with only a narrow, winding path for entering and exiting.

“Everyone, be careful!”

Looking at the rolling mountains on both sides of the mountain road, Commander Randolph looked grave. With a wave of his hand, the leading Knight understood his meaning and spurred his horse to accelerate and rush out to scout the way ahead. Behind him, the crowd surrounded the carriage and quickly followed.

To adapt to the long journey across mountains and rivers, the carriage had been specially assembled. Everything impractical had been removed, making it much lighter than ordinary carriages, and it was very fast on flat ground. But no matter how fast the carriage was, its speed inevitably dropped significantly on the rugged, narrow path. Whether it was due to the different climate in the mountains or something else, the further they went in, the colder it felt.

The accompanying Faith-guarding Knights breathed hot air from time to time to warm their hands, and the two White-robed Priestesses were shivering from the cold. The sky had been clear just a moment ago, but after entering the Hengduan Mountains, the weather suddenly turned gloomy. Usually, noon was when the sun was brightest, but now there were dark clouds, and it became darker and darker like the night.

Yin wind, darkness…

Commander Randolph, who was experienced, quickly felt a strong sense of danger and smelled a trace of the aura of the Undead. “Quick, rush over, accelerate, fast!”

The sudden change made Randolph, who had wandered in the Wasteland for many years, more and more uneasy. The accompanying Faith-guarding Knights and White-robed Priestesses also quickly sensed that something was wrong and spontaneously urged their horses faster. Helplessly, the mountain road was rugged and uneven, so they couldn’t speed up no matter what. The Knight who had rushed to the front alone to scout the way had lost his trace at some point, and not a trace of his aura could be felt.

The wind grew colder and colder, and the sky grew darker and darker!

Slowly, clusters of phosphorescent fire appeared on both sides of the small path. The green flames looked exceptionally eerie.

“Lord Hu Feng, something seems wrong.”

Looking at the boundless darkness outside the window, Nun Xianiya, whose face was covered with a veil, frowned slightly. Although she was a bit worried, she did not seem very nervous and was much calmer than the powerful Faith-guarding Knights outside the carriage.

“It’s fine. Commander Randolph will handle this small matter.”

Hu Feng looked calm. As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes again and continued to focus on his Cultivation. The Death Oak placed on his knees began to tremble slightly, like a hunter who hadn’t made a move in a long time seeing prey deliver itself right into the trap.

Unlike the accompanying Knights and White-robed Priestesses, as soon as he stepped into the Hengduan Mountains, Hu Feng sensed the danger.

The faint Death Aura in the air, which seemed to be there and not there, could deceive a powerful Sword Saint or a Holy Step Magician, but it couldn’t deceive him, a Lich King hiding his identity. He watched coldly and waited calmly for the enemy to appear, wanting to see who exactly was coming to kill them so quickly!

Woo…

A gust of Yin wind swept past, howling like ghosts and wolves, sending chills down people’s spines. The small animals like cuckoos and squirrels that were usually seen everywhere on both sides of the small path had all disappeared at some point. In the distance, miserable wolf howls sounded one after another. The sound grew smaller and smaller, further and further away, as if they had encountered some terrifying natural enemy.

“Stop, form a formation!”

Randolph’s face was tense as he gave the order in a deep voice. Quickly, the group formed a tight circular defensive formation centered on the carriage, nervously sizing up the surrounding scenery. Under the shroud of darkness, the distant mountains, the small path, and the trees looked increasingly blurry; one could not see their hand in front of their face. As soon as a few burning torches were lit, a gust of Yin wind blew, and they were instantly extinguished.

“It’s the evil Undead, everyone be careful!”

Looking at the increasing amount of phosphorescent fire around them, Randolph quickly drew the double-edged heavy sword from his waist. Power filled his arms, and a flickering red light immediately appeared on the heavy sword, hissing and making noise. The Knights in heavy armor did not dare to slack off; they all quickly drew their weapons and stood ready. The two White-robed Priestesses standing beside the carriage nervously held their Magic Staves and chanted, bestowing holy auras on the Knights to drive away evil and curses.

What was most terrible, most frightening and tense?

It was not a terrible enemy, but a helpless wait!

That kind of waiting—knowing clearly that the enemy was lurking nearby, yet being unable to see the opponent’s true face for a long time, unable to attack, unable to dodge, and only able to wait helplessly—was the most terrifying and tested a person’s will the most. Those with insufficient experience and unsteady will quickly collapsed under the intensifying fear, doomed to die before even seeing the enemy’s true face.

To the relief of the two White-robed Priestesses from the Monastery, the accompanying Glory Knights were extraordinary, with incredibly firm wills. Although each was more nervous than the last, none retreated. Under Commander Randolph’s command, they were all ready to strike, quietly waiting for the enemy to arrive.

“Heh heh heh, not bad. Indeed, much stronger than ordinary Faith-guarding Knights.”

Seeing that the Knights did not retreat, the enemy lurking to the side finally could not bear it anymore. A ethereal, cackling laugh suddenly came from the darkness. The green phosphorescent fire floating in the air suddenly exploded and turned into Skeleton Warriors holding Bone Blades. With a ‘whoosh’, they pounced on the people like a tide. In the air, a majestic Death Aura suddenly permeated, carrying a rotting, decaying, and ancient smell. Everyone felt as if they had stepped into a ten-thousand-year-old ancient grave, penetratingly cold.

Necromancer?

Experienced Randolph’s expression changed drastically, and his heart sank deeper and deeper.