Clayon didn't have the time to chat with these people. Now was such a good opportunity. There was a large army of undead waiting for his pet to evolve. There was no reason for him to let go of this opportunity.
A magical beast of the fifth rank was already very different from a magical beast of the fourth rank.
The stone turtle had grown a size bigger. Its original five-meter body had now grown to six meters. With every step it took, a sharp spike would pop out from the ground, stabbing the Skeleton Warriors into pieces.
The five Ice Snakes were no longer white meat snakes. Their bodies were covered in ice, and their scales were also made of ice. Their bodies were emitting traces of cold air. Their original four meters long bodies had now reached five meters, and they were also a lot thicker. The cold air sprayed onto the skeletons, immediately freezing the Skeleton Warriors into ice sculptures.
Little White's body size did not change, but a small protruding meatball grew out of its forehead, like the embryonic form of a sharp horn. The lightning was no longer shot out from its mouth, but from the protruding meatball, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
The Fire Lion's fur was covered in flames, and the flames on its body instantly turned the Skeleton Warriors into ashes.
The ice wolf also turned into an ice sculpture. Its entire body was covered with thorns, and the cold air was oppressive.
A small tornado could be vaguely seen forming beside the Wind Eagle, blowing the Skeleton Warriors away.
Thunder Tiger's body was surrounded by lightning. He shook his body and dozens of lightning bolts shot out in all directions.
Clayon felt that he had become much more relaxed. A level 11 or 15 magic beast could easily deal with a level 1 or 2 Skeletal Warrior. The advantage of magic beasts was that their spells were free and could be cast however they wanted, unlike human spells that required the support of their own mental strength and magic power.
The mercenaries retreated bit by bit, while Clayon advanced step by step. The eleven magical beasts beside Clayon were too ferocious. Wherever they passed, they would either be electrocuted or turned into ice sculptures. When they encountered the fire lions, not even a residue was left. The mercenaries who reposted the post swallowed their saliva and thought, The difference was too great.
Clayon took back an ice snake and looked at it. He found that it would take ten months to evolve to the next level.
These level-1 and level-2 Skeleton Warriors were no longer of any use.
Clayon commanded the 11 magic beasts to push deeper. After pushing for more than 100 meters, this was the territory of the level-3 undead warriors. The skeleton warriors in front were cannon fodder, while these undead warriors were slightly higher level cannon fodder.
The Undead Warriors were not like the Skeleton Warriors, who held broken swords and did not even have armor. The death warriors wore tattered armor, and the swords in their hands became sharper. There were countless low-level death mages among them, and these grade-3 death mages made up almost one-third of the death warriors.
There were more warriors and mages around Clayon. These level-7 warriors and mages were not advancing fast.
It was already quite good for a grade-7 warrior to be able to come to this place. Undead warriors and low-level death mages were not very powerful, but they also had the advantage in numbers. Under the overwhelming numbers, even ants could bite an elephant to death, let alone these decent undead warriors.
Someone saw Clayon and was stunned for a moment. Then, he laughed and said,""Brothers, we have friends. Haha, they even brought more than ten pets.”
"There, there? Wow, does his family raise magical beasts?”
"Kid, what's your name? My name is Lisboa. A warrior of the seventh rank."
" My name is Clayon, a Fourth-level Wizard." Clayon smiled and pointed at Melissa."This is my friend Melissa, a warrior of the sixth rank.”
Melissa replied with a smile.
"What?" The crowd exclaimed in admiration.
Lisboa howled," There's no justice, there's no justice. This world is too crazy. Even grade-4 mages can kill their way to this place. We, as grade-7 warriors, can't survive anymore.”
"Why are you howling, Lisboa? I'll kill you. Be careful not to let the level-3 undead warrior take care of you. After you become an undead warrior, I'll take care of you.”
" Haha..." The crowd burst into laughter.
Clayon smiled.
The undead warriors gathered in the streets and alleys like a tide, and in the rooftops.
Clayon believed that at least half of Wild Wolf City had been destroyed. If they couldn't find the level-10 necromancer, the undead army would continue to increase.
There was a commotion not far away. A newly summoned Undead Warrior from hell caught Clayon's attention.
The Undead Warrior's golden armor was a little worn out, but the armor had not corroded after thousands of years. The patterns on the armor were very ancient, and they were the patterns of the era of the gods. The sword in his hand was a little damaged, and it looked a little like a Zhanmadao. However, only the hilt and the one-meter-long blade were left. Even so, this Undead Warrior's status when he was alive was definitely not weak. Unfortunately, he could only become a low-level Undead Warrior after death.
Clayon suddenly thought of a problem. Magic beasts could be kept as pets, so why didn't he take an Undead Warrior as his helper?
Although the golden-armored Undead Warrior was only at level-3, it was clearly much more agile than the other Undead Warriors. It did not care about its companions and continued to wave its Zhanmadao as it advanced in large strides.
The first thing the golden-armored spirit saw was Clayon, so he treated Clayon as an enemy. The only way for an undead warrior to survive was to destroy the living, so the golden-armored spirit rushed towards Clayon.
Clayon was also planning to try using the undead control spell of dark magic, so when he saw the golden-armored undead approaching, he immediately commanded his magic beasts not to hurt the golden-armored undead.
Clayon quietly set up two wind walls and two frost shields around him. He also cast a level-6 Wind Soar spell on himself. Then, he let the magic beast open a gap to let the golden-armored undead in.
The golden-armored spirit was only grade-3. It would be a little troublesome to deal with a grade-4 spell, but it was different with the grade-6 spell enhanced by the Ruling Blade. Clayon was confident that he could subdue the golden-armored spirit.
The golden-armored undead was very fast, even faster than the wind eagle.
Clayon's Frost Shield was shattered into pieces.
Clayon broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly cast two Frost Shields on himself and two Earth Bind on the golden-armored undead. He was so powerful that he could even break a level-6 Frost Shield. What level was this guy at when he was alive?
The Level 6 Earth Binding Spell caught the golden-armored undead off guard and trapped it. It struggled twice but failed to break free.
Clayon narrowed his eyes and looked at the golden-armored undead. His lips moved slightly." Great God of the Underworld, listen to our call and grant you the power to control the undead in front of you."”
As the incantation was formed, a ball of black gas shot out from the five fingertips of the Hand of Judgment and turned into five ropes that bound the golden-armored undead.
The golden-armored undead was stunned at first, which was a sign that the control spell was working. However, the golden-armored undead struggled with its limbs, and none of the five streams of black gas remained. They were all scattered.
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