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

The gap between high and low levels is as vast as the gap between low-level and high-level professionals; the combat power of a high-level Saint-rank undead is enough to create an overwhelming situation.

When the significant numerical difference between the two sides is completely offset by the overwhelming difference in individual levels.

The once impressive numerical advantage has become an empty number with no real effect, offering no real help whatsoever.

Under Li Xingyao's precise and clear battle commands, the more than three hundred undead that were poised to attack instantly became like a thick gray cloud blown by a gale.

Following the target markers transmitted by Li Xingyao, they launched swift attacks on their pre-assigned targets.

Faced with such a power gap spanning multiple levels, the undead do not need any complicated or unnecessary tactics.

It simply uses its overwhelming hierarchical advantage to achieve a direct and brutal crushing victory.

The dozens of undead at the forefront were just about to make contact with the enemy's outer defensive formation when...

The combined power, formed by the fusion of the laws of death, destruction, and chaos, crashed into the domain barrier erected by the enemy's Saint-level opponent like a surging, towering wave.

Like an avalanche that has been triggered, it carried an irresistible force, relentlessly crushing them layer by layer.

Those enemy Saint-level beings, who were only at levels four to six, were completely suppressed by the overwhelming power of the undead before they could even unleash their full attack skills. They couldn't even move an inch, let alone put up an effective resistance.

It wasn't until the initial impact of the direct confrontation subsided that the five hundred initially confident enemy Saint-level warriors truly realized that the difference in strength between the two sides far exceeded all their expectations before setting out.

Those speed-type Saint-ranked warriors who attempted to flank the battlefield and disrupt the enemy's formation were easily intercepted one by one by the ranged undead classes who had been pre-positioned on the outer edge of the formation, and they were unable to break through the interception line at all.

Attacks from Saint-level units below the high level could not quickly break through the undead's domain defenses when they landed on its thick-skinned body.

A casual counterattack by the undead was enough to completely strip a mid-level Saint of all defensive capabilities.

Only those low to mid-level Saints who carry sacred artifacts can barely hold their own against undead of the same level for a short time with the protective power of the artifacts, but they are simply unable to reverse the tide of the battle.

The pace of the entire battle was much faster than anyone had anticipated.

The five hundred enemy Saint-level warriors, mainly composed of intermediate-level Saint-level warriors and supplemented by advanced-level Saint-level warriors, were almost unable to mount any decent resistance when faced with an attack from more than three hundred undead warriors, all of whom were at the eighth level of Saint-level.

From the very first contact between the two sides, their barely cobbled-together formation was quickly and completely torn apart, losing any possibility of unified command and coordination.

The remaining fighting was less a close contest and more a one-sided massacre.

The undead were like highly efficient and precise war machines, maintaining a steady pace of advance and fighting with a fearless mentality, clearing out and killing the separated enemy Saint-level enemies one by one.

Only those enemies who possess top-grade sacred artifacts or who have reached a high-level sacred rank themselves.

Only a desperate, all-or-nothing counterattack launched before death could possibly kill one of these fearless undead.

No matter how fierce their counterattacks were, they were eventually wiped out one by one by the undead in their coordinated battle, and could not make any effective changes to the course of the battle.

When the aura of the last enemy Saint-level warrior completely dissipated in this battlefield area, less than ten minutes had passed from the start of the battle to its end.

The sky, which had been filled with the turbulent fluctuations of five hundred Saint-level laws, had returned to its usual calm, with only two hundred or so undead scattered throughout the battlefield.

Like a group of silent and stern guards, they stood quietly in place, waiting for the next instruction.

After this swift battle, a quick count revealed that the undead army had lost fewer than forty units.

Although these enemies' last-ditch counterattacks were fierce enough, they never managed to shake the final outcome of the war.

After the fierce and brutal battle over there was completely over, Li Xingyao, who was covered with a faint aura of killing intent, did not rush to retrieve the three hundred undead he controlled.

However, his full attention was once again firmly focused on the direction where the enemy's two divine artifacts were located.

With the complete annihilation of those five hundred Saint-level experts, the battlefield, littered with corpses, fell completely silent.

He could clearly sense that the original stable energy flow frequency of the two artifacts had undergone extremely subtle changes.

He slowly raised his hand against the lingering wind pressure from the battlefield, and the angular, rhomboid crystal in his palm began to rotate slowly in a regular pattern.

A cold, dark purple light, like surging waves, slowly spread outwards from his palm, enveloping the surrounding space in concentric circles.

Instead of rushing to increase energy output to completely destroy the enemy's two artifacts, he chose to use his more refined and subtle mental power.

Carefully manipulating the Reality Crystal in his hand, he gradually used its special ability to distort reality to slowly infiltrate the energy fields of the two artifacts from within, while constantly sensing the changes in the internal energy and flexibly adjusting the scope of the modification.

The incredible power of the Reality Crystal was on full display at this moment—

He did not directly confront the inherent laws and structures of the two divine artifacts with brute force, but rather through special means of altering reality.

In the spatial region where the two divine artifacts were located, a small portion of the originally stable law structure was silently erased, replaced, and rearranged in an orderly manner.

The modified positions gradually formed an irregular, winding trajectory on the surface of the artifact's energy field.

It's like someone quietly removing the load-bearing bricks one by one from a solid, intact wall.

The first missing piece of law appeared at the edge of the dark chain energy field. The originally tightly and neatly arranged law power suddenly lost a small piece, as if someone had cut out a perfectly fitting puzzle piece according to its outline.

The energy flow within the chain artifact immediately became noticeably sluggish at the point of loss. The originally smooth circulation of the Shadow Law was abruptly interrupted at that point, and could only barely bypass the missing area to resume its flow.

Although this interruption was extremely brief, it was enough for Li Xingyao to clearly mark the precise location of the artifact's core structure in his keen perception.