Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 377 The Shadow Beneath the Sea of ​​Bones
"Kill them! Kill them all!"

"Where are the reinforcements? Why aren't they here yet?!"

"Push them down! Push them all into the trap!"

"We don't have time to kill them while they fall into the traps; the traps are almost full now!"

"How about we retreat to the other side of the gorge?"

"No! They're probably asleep at night. If we send skeletons over, it will definitely cause panic!"

By the time Yaro reached the other side of the canyon, chaos had already broken out. Young soldiers were wielding long sticks and using the traps they had set earlier to barely maintain the battle.

They were just ordinary people after all. Without superhuman strength, they couldn't kill these monsters if they couldn't directly smash the skulls' heads. But now that a large number of skeletons were attacking, how could they possibly have the chance to smash the skulls one by one?

Light spell!
Yaro clasped his hands together, and with a slight thought, a ball of light quickly floated away.

"Light! Such a bright light!"

The soldiers stirred for a moment, taking advantage of a lull in the fighting to peer back repeatedly.

The veteran who was directing the operation squinted and carefully examined the man: "You...you're the person Old Charles brought back today?"

Yaro nodded and explained, "There's been a riot in the camp, and we need a lot of manpower to maintain order. You guys go help out first, and I'll leave this place to you. I'll keep watch for you for an hour."

"A riot?!" The veteran's expression changed slightly; anyone who had served in the military knew how terrifying a riot could be.

Once a riot occurs, it has a hypnotic effect on the entire camp, making it difficult for the camp to stop on its own. At this point, sufficient external forces must intervene.

Yaro is not an option. Not only is he outnumbered and outmatched, but he is also unfamiliar with the people in the camp, and his methods could potentially cause even greater panic.

"But..." The veteran looked at the surging sea of ​​bones ahead and couldn't help but show a troubled expression, "Can you manage alone?"

Without saying much, Yaro channeled his magic, waved his arm, and a fireball the size of a fist shot out like a crossbow.

"Small Fireball!"

boom!
Flames exploded in the skeleton monster's chest, scattering bone fragments. The skeleton monster quickly collapsed into a pile of broken bones. The soldiers nearby hurriedly retreated, catching their breath for a moment, and said gratefully, "Thank you!"

"The Witcher!" The veteran finally realized, a hint of wild joy flashing in his eyes.

Yaro didn't bother to explain, or rather, this was his intention all along.

He drew his Fiery Greatsword, and as the 'Heat Melting Technique' was activated, a thin flame gradually spread across the sword: "You all retreat slowly, let me take over."

The defensive line here is too spread out; it's not suitable for Jaro to defend alone.

The veteran shouted, "Retreat! Retreat slowly!"

Retreating suddenly during combat could very likely result in heavy casualties.

Turning back to Yaro, the veteran said, "Witcher, I'm leaving this place to you. I'll arrange for a few good lads to be stationed on the opposite platform. If you can't hold on any longer, you can retreat at any time."

Yaro nodded, squatted down, and stared intently at the approaching sea of ​​bones.

Just as the soldiers passed by Yaro, Yaro strode forward, his crystal greatsword carrying a streak of light as he swept across the area!
The flames on the crystal blade annihilated the necromantic energy, producing a cracking sound like frying oil. The skeleton monsters fell to the ground, turning into piles of bones.

……

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Basic Swordsmanship Experience +63]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Basic Swordsmanship Experience +87]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Basic Swordsmanship Experience +57]

……

Why do these bones feel much harder than they were during the day?
Of course, the experience points are also higher than during the day.

As the soldiers gradually withdrew, the entrance to the canyon fell silent. The skeletal monsters surged silently, their eerie green undead eyes flickering as they tirelessly swarmed forward.

clack clack...

The sound of bones colliding grew clearer, and the silent impact brought a strong sense of oppression, far surpassing any shouts or roars.

"Uncle Hibern, you go ahead first, I'll stay here and meet the Witcher."

The voice of the person who said this sounded familiar; it seemed to be the soldier that Yaro had just saved with his small fireball spell.
"A backup?" The veteran pondered for a moment. "Hmm... that's fine! Isaac, come here. You and Levi together can look out for each other."

Livay?
Is this the name of the person we just saved?

After the thought flashed through his mind, Yaro immediately stopped paying attention and focused on swinging the heavy sword in his hand.

Thrust, slash, upward thrust, parry...

The swordplay was simple yet every move aimed at the heads and necks of the undead warriors. The warriors moved in a staggered fashion, sometimes charging and sometimes retreating, adjusting their offensive and defensive rhythm while firmly maintaining the initiative in the battle.

……

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Basic Swordsmanship Experience +73]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Basic Swordsmanship Experience +84]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Basic Swordsmanship Experience +62]

……

Behind the sea of ​​bones, in the shadows, someone suddenly exclaimed, "Look at that person! He's so strong!"

The man in black robes beside him quickly looked over: "A formal knight? Wasn't it said that the only formal knight had already been lured away?"

The man in front explained, "He doesn't have the imposing presence of a formal knight, and I saw him use a small fireball spell earlier. Look at the greatsword he's holding, which is burning with flames. He should be the meddlesome wizard apprentice that Bud mentioned."

“Bud was worried that this person would get mixed up with the refugees, which is why he had us detonate this matter ahead of schedule, but now…”

“Another apprentice who likes to imitate Yarrow Garner,” the man in black nodded understandingly.

The man in front asked in confusion, "Who is Yarrow Garner?"

The man in black robes said, "Don't worry about that. Fire magic can annihilate necromantic energy. If we don't deal with him, our mission will be difficult to complete. What do you suggest we do?"

"Release the remaining alchemical corpses and see if we can kill him directly."

……

Thump, thump, thump...

Ok?
Yaro's heart tightened, and he took two steps back, looking up into the distance.

Under the night sky, several shadows were gradually approaching, and at the same time, the faint sound of birds flapping their wings could be heard in the sky.

"What is that?!" The two people who were watching intently behind them also snapped out of their daze and looked in panic at the approaching shadow.

Sensing the faint stench of decay, Yaro suddenly waved his hand and swiftly threw out a ball of light.

boom!
The ball of light exploded rapidly, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime.

Stitching together a giant elephant?

Undead Vulture?

The faces of those stitched-together giant elephants lacked trunks; instead, in place of the trunks were bloated, fat, rotting corpses dripping with corpse oil, resembling centaurs in appearance, with a knight's lance clutched in their decaying arms.

"Pah, it looks disgusting. You all step back and hide in the canyon first."

(End of this chapter)