Another World: When a Necromancer Possesses the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls

All the savage beast warriors touched by this purplish-black light instantly became incredibly sluggish, as if they were sinking into a sticky swamp. The lower-level warriors couldn't even raise their hands to block; they were frozen in place, their eyes filled with terror.

Their skin lost its luster at an alarming rate, becoming dry, wrinkled, and brown spots spread rapidly; their hair turned gray and fell out. Their life force poured out like a flood, greedily absorbed by the drifting, purplish-black orbs of light.

The screams rose and fell, but quickly faded away.

Waves of savage warriors, especially ranged units and spellcasters, fell silently like harvested wheat, their bodies rapidly withering and decaying, their blood seemingly evaporated, leaving only dried corpses covered in ashen dust.

The entire area shrouded in death and decay has transformed into a gray hell where no life exists!

The legendary warriors in the sky also noticed the strange changes below. The legendary warriors of the Beast Tribe roared repeatedly, desperately trying to break free from their opponents as they swooped down, while the legendary warriors of the Blood Skull faction, horrified, did their utmost to stop them, unleashing all their trump cards, and the battle in the sky instantly became fierce.

This process lasted a full two minutes!

Those two minutes were like a nightmare for the savage tribe. Their carefully arranged rear guard was almost completely destroyed, their ranged firepower was wiped out, their command system was thrown into chaos, and their morale suffered a devastating blow.

Through the mental connection, Li Xingyao clearly felt that the soul power within the Myriad Soul Banner was surging wildly at an unprecedented speed! He didn't even need to look at the stone tablet to know that the number of kills must be considerable.

Li Xingyao looked at the battlefield in the sky, feeling that area rapidly approaching him.

Two minutes later, Li Xingyao gave the order without hesitation: "Stop the skill!"

The Lich Legion instantly ceased its energy output, and the countless purple-black orbs of light in the sky slowly dissipated like phantoms, but the aura of death in that area remained thick and unyielding.

Li Xingyao swiftly recalled all undead units, including the Lich, Berserker Tyrant, and Death Archer, to his undead space, leaving only five Skeleton Sword Saints to guard him. Then, he led his undead into the nearby Bloodskull tribe's ranks, concealing himself as much as possible to minimize his presence.

Li Xingyao looked up at the sky from the crowd. Sure enough, the legendary powerhouses of the savage beast tribes in the sky, though still extremely furious and roaring deafeningly, no longer insisted on moving towards him. Instead, they unleashed their fury even more fiercely on their opponents. Now that the culprit had "disappeared," they would deal with the enemy in front of them first!

Li Xingyao let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was truly a close call. If he hadn't stopped in time, he certainly wouldn't have escaped so easily if those legendary experts hadn't rushed over recklessly.

Only then did he have the mind to glance at the stone tablet on his wrist.

The kill count above has suddenly changed to: 713!

Yesterday, after a hard morning's work, I only managed a few dozen kills. But today, this single Death and Decay has brought me over 590 kills! Among them, there are probably many high-level or even super-level beast tribe powerhouses.

Although many were still injured and on the verge of death, and the effect would be multiplied several times over if it continued for another two minutes, this was Li Xingyao's first attempt, so the operation was still primarily focused on caution. With his current increase in soul power, a complete rout of the enemy was just around the corner.

Suppressing his overwhelming joy, Li Xingyao blended into the crowd and began fighting in a relatively "low-key" manner. He used Soul Impact to disrupt the enemy while simultaneously unleashing Death Arrow to pick off targets, and then coordinated with the Skeleton Sword Saint to finish them off. Although his efficiency was greatly reduced, it was advantageous because it didn't attract attention.

Perhaps because of the heavy damage suffered in the rear, the beast tribe seemed to lack the strength to continue fighting. After resisting for about two hours, they sounded the horn of retreat.

The Bloodskull tribe has won yet another victory.

After the battle, the final kill count on Li Xingyao's stone tablet was locked at 742. On the battlefield, the Bloodskull Tribe's shaman once again held a sacrificial ritual. This time, perhaps because so many people had died, the life energy contained within was too immense, and after the ritual, three deep, lustrous blood crystals actually condensed!

Li Xingyao gazed at the three tempting blood crystals from afar, his heart burning with desire. He was now ready to exchange them for blood crystals. He made up his mind to go to the Blood Skull Tribe to exchange them after returning to the camp.

The troops began to regroup and head back. Li Xingyao followed the crowd, reflecting on the battle that had just taken place. The power of Death Decay was undeniable, but its long induction time and enormous commotion made its presence in battle all the more significant. Today, they had caught the enemy off guard; in the future, the enemy would certainly be on guard.

Whether you kill him, the "culprit," or adjust the distribution of personnel, it will affect the benefits of the skills.

"It seems that figuring out how to utilize the power of this lich mage legion will be the next direction for consideration," Li Xingyao pondered silently. "Perhaps... we need a specific tactic, or even to summon a group of liches specifically for defense?"

Li Xingyao's gaze returned to the three blood crystals. To exchange for them, he would need more kill points, and the number of blood crystals he needed would be considerable.

The wind of the plateau swept past the Bloodskull tribe's troops as they slowly retreated, regrouping their ranks. Li Xingyao followed behind the group, his clothes covered in dust and grime from the battle, his mind in a delicate state of excitement and tension from the fight.

As he moved with the flow of people, secretly reviewing the details of the battle, especially feeling lingering fear at the attention he had paid to those legendary powerhouses of the savage tribes, a savage professional with intricate dark red patterns painted on his face and wearing a robe covered in sacrificial robes approached from the front and raised his hand to block his way.

Li Xingyao paused, his heart instantly on high alert. But the barbarian shaman showed no hostility, only speaking in a slightly stiff but respectful Common tongue in a low voice: "Necromancer from another race, the High Priest requests your presence."

High Priest? Li Xingyao's heart stirred slightly as he recalled the information he had previously learned about the power structure of barbarian tribes. Within these tribes, the shamanic class held a revered position, and the high priest was often the tribe's spiritual leader, sometimes even rivaling the tribal chief in status. Li Xingyao nodded, asking no further questions, and simply gestured for the other to lead the way.

Led by the barbarian shaman, Li Xingyao passed through the seemingly chaotic yet orderly procession and arrived at the heart of the group. An old man with white hair and beard, his face etched with deep wrinkles, yet his eyes were exceptionally bright and sharp. He wore a heavy ceremonial robe woven from black feathers and animal bones and stood silently.

He held an old wooden staff wrapped in withered vines in his hand, and his body emanated a deep and obscure energy fluctuation that was completely different from that of the barbarians around him.

Upon seeing Li Xingyao arrive, the old man forced a somewhat benevolent smile onto his stern face and spoke first. His voice was aged yet exceptionally clear: "Necromancer from another race, I am the High Priest of the Bloodskull Tribe, Augur. Thank you for your outstanding contribution to our tribe today on the Warm Waters."

Li Xingyao bowed slightly and replied with a respectful but not arrogant expression, "High Priest, you flatter me. This is my duty as a mercenary." At the same time, he quickly calculated in his mind the purpose of the High Priest's sudden approach to him.

The prophet Augur seemed to have read Li Xingyao's mind; his deep gaze seemed to penetrate to the very depths of one's heart. So he didn't beat around the bush, but said directly, "I saw your death and decay just now."

Its effects and power are formidable, but it also makes you a conspicuous target on the battlefield. You saw the beast tribe's reaction today; next time, they definitely won't give you such a good opportunity.

Li Xingyao remained silent, tacitly agreeing with the other party's words. The situation just now was unexpected; the savage beast tribe had been caught off guard. If several legendary experts were to forcefully break through the interception or ambush him tomorrow, even if he survived, he would certainly be severely injured.

Li Xingyao's biggest weakness right now is himself. A high-level necromancer is too vulnerable on this kind of battlefield and can be easily targeted. That's why he's been thinking of a solution.

Increasing his own legendary-level undead or strengthening the bone dragon Flamel would solve the problem. However, this would only highlight his importance, and if the beast tribe was determined to kill him, his future would be bleak.

Then the prophet Augur continued, "Our race reveres strength and respects friends who bring us victory. Your strength is crucial to our Bloodskull tribe's victory in this holy war. Therefore, on behalf of the tribe, I propose a suggestion to you."

He paused, tapping his bone staff lightly on the ground with a dull thud: "Starting tomorrow, you and your undead liches can be incorporated into our priestly team. We will protect you with the tribal totems and ancestral power."

The priestly team is the most important force in every tribe, so you don't need to worry about your safety; we will do our best to protect you. Your task is to find opportunities and use area-of-effect skills to kill as many enemies as possible.

Li Xingyao's eyes flashed. This method could undoubtedly solve his immediate problem and also increase his chances of survival on the battlefield. However, he did not agree immediately but asked, "The lich's group spells are indiscriminate. On the battlefield, it will probably be difficult to avoid accidentally injuring the Bloodskull tribe's warriors."

The prophet Augur's face was calm, but his words were cruel: "For the victory of the tribe, all sacrifices are worthwhile. The spirits of the ancestors will guide their souls."

Then, he gave Li Xingyao a deep look. "I know what you foreign mercenaries crave: Blood Crystals. The tribe previously announced an exchange rate of 500 kills for one Blood Crystal. For you, I can offer 400 kills for one Blood Crystal! And this rate starts today. If you meet the requirements, you can exchange it now."