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

Chaos, bloodshed, and violence... that's the tone of the battlefield.

Li Xingyao forced himself to calm down. He realized he had to change his strategy. In this environment, his personal Death Arrow and the team's cramped space to move around severely limited their effectiveness and put him in extreme danger.

"Move to the edge! Find a suitable space!" He ordered the four skeleton sword saints beside him, while simultaneously channeling his star energy and mental power into the psychic barrier in front of him to defend against attacks.

While struggling to parry the attacks from all around, the group tried to move towards the relatively sparse flanks of the battle formation. The process was fraught with danger; one of the cave dwellers, trying to deflect a stray arrow, was instantly pierced by three weapons simultaneously and died.

Finally, they managed to escape the most densely packed meat grinder and reach a relatively open area. The fighting was still fierce here, but at least they had some room to react and maneuver.

"Now!" A resolute glint flashed in Li Xingyao's eyes.

He took a deep breath, and his spiritual power surged forth, connecting with the realm of the dead.

The next moment, grayish-white summoning lights flashed one after another! Five skeleton sword saints, clad in bone armor and wielding runic bone swords, appeared first. The soul fire in their eyes was cold and sharp. The moment they appeared, they formed a simple assault formation, like five sharp knives, and charged fiercely towards the nearest barbarian warrior squad.

Immediately afterwards, the massive and ferocious figures of twenty Tyrant Zombies crashed down. They roared silently, taking heavy steps, like moving human shields, firmly protecting Li Xingyao's flanks and front, using their claws and bodies to block most of the impact from the front.

Ten other Tyrant Zombies surrounded Li Xingyao, forming the last line of defense. Any ranged attacks or arrows that tried to break through would be blocked or knocked away by their bodies.

Finally, thirty skeleton longbowmen appeared in the rear, silently drawing their bows and nocking arrows, which were covered with different elemental energies, and shooting them over the heads of their companions in front of them at the enemies who were trying to attack or casting spells.

The sudden appearance of this undead squad immediately changed the situation on the local battlefield. They were silent, efficient, fearless of death, and coordinated perfectly as if they were a single entity.

The Skeleton Sword Saint's swordsmanship is exquisite and ruthless, often killing a barbarian warrior or severely injuring a star beast in just two or three moves; the Tyrant Zombie uses absolute strength and defense to withstand attacks; and the Skeleton Archer's cold arrows always appear at the most fatal moments.

Li Xingyao himself remained firmly in the center, casting Soul Impact to aid the Skeleton Sword Saint while occasionally using Death Arrow to finish off targets heavily damaged by the undead or to eliminate ranged units that posed a significant threat.

He also needs to revive and summon severely wounded or dead undead units. Most of his attention is focused on maintaining the undead summoning, precise control, and being vigilant against arrows or enemy area-of-effect skills on the battlefield.

The brutality of the war was not diminished by the addition of the undead; on the contrary, the sharpness of this new force attracted even more attention from the enemy. Barbarian warriors and star beasts constantly attempted to break through the undead's defenses and directly attack Li Xingyao, the core of the team.

The battle remained fierce, with undead units suffering continuous losses. Tyrant zombies were repeatedly cleaved in two by powerful barbarian warriors, the Skeleton Sword Saint's bone armor was covered in wounds, and the Skeleton Archers were also being targeted by the enemy's archers.

But Li Xingyao didn't care at all; the soul power reserves in the undead space were soaring at an astonishing rate! With each death of a barbarian warrior or star beast, a wisp of pure soul power would be absorbed remotely by the Myriad Soul Banner.

Intermediate professionals have about 50 soul power, advanced professionals have about 200 soul power... In the midst of the chaos, he could even occasionally absorb some soul power from the death of some unlucky super strong person.

Less than half an hour into the battle, he sensed that his soul power reserves had surged by more than 53000 points! This meant that more than 400 people had died on this battlefield, with a high proportion of them being advanced professionals.

Overjoyed, Li Xingyao also realized the problem. His kill efficiency was somewhat low, with only 21 kills. Currently, only the Skeleton Sword Saint and himself could deal significant damage to the enemy. At this rate, it would probably take many more battles like this to accumulate the 500 kills required to exchange for a Blood Crystal.

"We must improve the number and efficiency of kills!" Li Xingyao made the decision immediately.

With a thought, he swiftly summoned the ten skeleton longbowmen fighting in the back row back to the undead space, simultaneously pouring a massive amount of soul power into them without hesitation! This consumed 12000 units of soul power in one go.

Within the undead space, the light of evolution flickered intensely. Li Xingyao had no time to focus on the evolution process; once the two evolutions were complete, he received a message from the mental connection. Without hesitation, Li Xingyao immediately summoned the ten newly evolved summons again!

The newly appeared undead have not changed much in size. They are much slimmer than the Skeleton Sword Saint, and they have developed light armor similar to bone armor. The bone bow in their hands has become longer and more ornate, with complex and profound runes flowing on it.

Upon receiving the order, they drew their bows and nocked arrows, the elemental energy condensed on the arrows almost materializing! The soul fire in their eyes resembled two bottomless, icy springs—these were Death Archers, undead units that had advanced to the mid-super level!

As soon as the ten Death Archers appeared, they immediately focused their fire on a super-ranked savage tribe leader who was locked in combat with the Skeleton Sword Saint, under Li Xingyao's control.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh-!"

Ten arrows, imbued with terrifying death energy, shot across space in an instant, like deadly beams of light!

The leader's hair stood on end. He roared and brandished his sword to parry, while simultaneously ordering the armored mountain boar star beast beside him to stand in front of him.

"Puff puff puff... Boom!"

More than half of the arrows were blocked and shattered by the wild boar's thick armor and sword, but four arrows still managed to find a tiny opening. Two of them pierced through the wild boar's relatively vulnerable eye sockets, instantly extinguishing its life force! The other two arrows pierced through the leader's shoulder blade and embedded themselves directly in his thigh!

With a scream, his movements froze. The Skeleton Sword Saint, who was fighting him, wouldn't let this opportunity pass. The runic bone sword, gleaming with a chilling light, sliced ​​through his neck as easily as cutting tofu!

A head filled with astonishment shot into the sky!

Sold out instantly!

Moreover, the Death Archer's arrows seemed to possess extremely strong soul-corroding properties. Two barbarian warriors nearby, caught in the aftershocks of the arrow explosions, clutched their heads and screamed in agony, their movements distorted, before being instantly killed by the other undead.

The efficiency was immediate! Li Xingyao was greatly encouraged and immediately adjusted his tactics, pairing the Death Archer and the Skeleton Sword Saint into efficient killing squads to specifically target and eliminate enemy objectives.

This change immediately caught the attention of the commander of the savage beast tribe. Soon, a powerful sense of oppression came from the side and front. Three exceptionally tall stunted stuntmen, their faces painted with strange greasepaint and their auras clearly reaching the super rank, each led their star beast companions, aggressively pressing towards Li Xingyao's location!

Clearly, Li Xingyao's team has become extremely threatening and has successfully attracted the "BOSS's" hatred.

The pressure has increased dramatically!

Li Xingyao's pupils contracted slightly, and without hesitation, he summoned again!

A dark gray mist churned, and the lich Alex, clad in tattered robes and wielding a bone staff, emerged from the smoke. As soon as he appeared, a dry chanting began, and dense death energy rapidly gathered.

"Mage Shield!" "Curse of Weakness!" "Death Harvest!"

The negative spells landed on the three barbarian warriors and their star beasts who were charging forward. Although they could not stop their progress, they clearly slowed down their speed and weakened their strength and star energy flow.

At the same time, the lich also began to unleash advanced magic to attack. The effects of the advanced skills were very significant, dealing high damage to the enemy, and the negative effects they brought further weakened their strength.

After easing the crisis, the lich began to assist Li Xingyao in coordinating and directing the movement and target of the undead army.

Li Xingyao completely abandoned direct attacks, focusing all his energy on casting Soul Impact to control the enemy, while simultaneously dodging, positioning, and commanding. He was like a high-speed processor, his brain frantically calculating battlefield information, identifying where assistance was needed, where gaps needed to be filled, and occasionally casting Soul Explosion to provide area-of-effect support to the undead.

He was like dancing on a knife's edge, his mind taut to the extreme. Sweat soaked his inner lining, only to be quickly evaporated by the power armor's temperature control system. If it weren't for the Thousand Soul Banner continuously consuming soul power to nourish his spirit, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on much longer.

Li Xingyao had considered summoning Flamel. The aura and power of the legendary bone dragon were enough to instantly clear a large area and even change the course of a local battle. But he forcibly suppressed this tempting thought.

Because this was Li Xingyao's first time participating in the barbarian war, the legendary aura, like dormant volcanoes, lingered faintly deep within the enemy camp. If Flamel appeared, Li Xingyao didn't know if he would attract an attack from opponents of similar strength. He himself would become the most obvious target, and in the aftermath of the legendary battle, his chances of survival would be extremely slim.

The Bone Dragon is his trump card, meant for survival in dire situations or to deliver the final blow, but now is not the time to reveal it.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe an hour, maybe even longer...

"Waaaaah—waaaah—"

Three long, lingering, yet meaningful horn calls finally came from the direction of the savage tribe.

The barbarian warriors, who were launching a fierce attack, paused for a moment, then began to disengage from the battle like a receding tide, retreating in shifts to provide cover for each other. The star beasts also roared in resentment, but obeyed their orders, protecting their masters as they retreated.

The Bloodskull tribe seemed to have no intention of pursuing them relentlessly. After a symbolic chase of a short distance, they sounded the drums signaling a retreat.

The battle is over.