Diablo traveled through time and became a necromancer

Zhi——!

The violent lightning was like a venomous snake frozen in an instant, its energy structure forcibly frozen and disintegrated, completely annihilated and dissipated within inches of the bone shield! Only a pungent smell of ozone remained.

Wu Ye looked up suddenly and saw a gray-robed figure perched atop a towering reef to his side and back. Nicholas, clutching the Starfall Bone Staff, seemed to glance at the chaotic battlefield below from beneath his hood. His tone was calm, yet a subtle hint of sarcasm lingered: "Can't even protect a 'Crow'? Little boy, your vigilance has been wasted."

Nicholas! He was following me in secret!

Wu Ye's heart trembled, but he had no time to think about it. The aura of blasphemy had been broken, and the ambushers were exposed. Now was the time to strike back!

"Leave no one behind!" Wu Ye's voice was icy cold! He pointed his staff at the three black-robed cultists who were paralyzed by the backlash of the aura. "Corpse explosion!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The bodies of the three cultists, who had just been killed by the Skeleton Mage and were lying on the rocks, exploded! The shockwave, filled with death energy and toxic bone fragments, slammed into the three black-robed cultists like a storm of blood and flesh!

"Puff!" The three were caught off guard and were sent flying backwards vomiting blood by the explosion of corpses at close range. Their robes were torn to pieces and their bone staffs fell out of their hands!

Skeleton Brother swept his giant sword across, and purple-black lightning swept through the two blasphemous puppets that pounced on him like an angry dragon! Filthy flesh and broken bones instantly vaporized in the thunder!

"Retreat!" The hoarse voice behind the reef let out a desperate roar, and the remaining ambushers began to retreat in haste!

"Want to run?" The Skeleton's smooth voice was filled with cold murderous intent. He hurled the rune-encrusted giant sword in his hand! The giant sword transformed into a stream of purple-black light wrapped in destructive thunder, instantly piercing the back of the black-robed cultist who gave the order, pinning him to a huge reef! Lightning exploded, and the body was charred black!

The remaining ambushers were terrified and scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing among the rugged reefs.

Wu Ye did not pursue him. He quickly walked over to the prisoner who was thrown to the ground and trembling due to fear and the collar, and pulled off his black hood!

The face of a middle-aged man, twisted with fear, covered in dirt and scars, was revealed. His eyes were vacant, his lips trembling as he looked at the hellish scene around him, the approaching Wu Ye and Skeleton Brother, and the death-like figure on the distant reef. He completely collapsed.

"Don't... don't kill me! I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything! Lord Thorien's plan... what happened under the Lighthouse of Westmarch... I know everything! Don't kill me!" He screamed incoherently, tears streaming down his face.

Nicholas had appeared beside Wu Ye at some point, like a ghost. He didn't even glance at the crumbling captive, his gaze fixed on Wu Ye's face, the shadow beneath his hood seeming to scrutinize him.

"It seems this 'messenger crow' is still somewhat useful." Nicholas's voice remained calm. "But, kid, if you're so careless again next time, there might not be anyone to clean up your mess." He paused, tapping the ground lightly with his bone staff. "Walk the path ahead on your own. Don't die. I still need you to bear witness to my masterpiece."

After saying this, he disappeared again as if blending into the shadows.

Since the last time Nicholas appeared, he seemed like a different person. He was no longer as gloomy as before, but now looked more like a spectator. I don’t know why he appeared twice to protect me.

Wu Ye looked in the direction Nicholas had disappeared, then down at the captive on the ground, his eyes complex. He bent down, lifted the captive's chin with the tip of his icy bone spear, and spoke in a voice like the wind from an icy hell:

"Want to live? Then tell me everything you know, word for word. From now on, your life belongs to Rogge."

Even after breaking free from the rocky coastline infested with demons and undead, the danger was not over. The shadow of Thorien was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, ready to emerge from an unexpected place at any time.

Wu Ye knew very well that walking on the road with a living prisoner and a seriously injured Irene was tantamount to suicide.

He decisively chose a more hidden and more difficult route - traveling along the edge of the sparsely populated Rust Mountains on the border between Westmarch and Khanduras.

The days that followed were a brief respite after a desperate charge, but also a torment filled with dangers, and a silent accumulation of subtle emotions and strength that quietly grew on the edge of despair.

Desperate, Guardian, and Corrupted Wounds in the Mountains

The team trudged through the rugged and treacherous mountains and forests. The wound on Irene's back, which had burst open during the initial flight, was far more severe than Wu Ye had anticipated. It wasn't just a sword wound; it was the result of the dark magic of the Filthy Cultists in Branwell's cellar!

The edges of the wound were an ominous purple-black, like an ink-soaked spider web, emitting a faint, unsettling stench. The corrosive energy of Hell was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, stubbornly eating away at the flesh, preventing the wound from healing naturally and even eroding the effectiveness of healing potions and holy water! With every jolt, Irene broke into a cold sweat, her face pale as paper, and she was too weak to walk unaided.

Wu Ye frowned as he watched Irene in pain. Conventional treatments were having little effect. After a moment's thought, he gestured to Brother Skeleton, "Brother Skeleton, take care of Irene. Keep her steady."

Skeleton Brother didn't hesitate. His tall frame leaned forward slightly, and his arm, covered in thin bone plates, reached out towards Irene with an almost gentle movement, completely different from when he was fighting.

He didn't carry her on his back like before, but in a more stable and less jarring way—using one arm bone to carefully support Irene's shoulders and back, while the other arm bone firmly supported her knees. He lifted her up horizontally, like a human holding a fragile treasure! The standard princess hold!

Irene let out a short cry of surprise, her pale cheeks instantly flushed. She had never been embraced so intimately by a member of the opposite sex (even if it was a skeleton), and the intense embarrassment made her subconsciously want to struggle. But the skeleton's movements were remarkably steady. His skeletal structure seemed to have been subtly adjusted, the angle of his arm bones and the strength of his lift were just right, minimizing the damage to her back and firmly securing her to his broad bone armor.

The icy yet solid touch, as well as the pure protective will conveyed by the dark blue soul fire in Skeleton Brother's eyes, gradually relaxed her tense body.

Even more miraculous, as her body completely fused with the skeleton's frame, imbued with pure death energy, the burning, hellish, corrosive pain in her wounds seemed to be more effectively suppressed by a cold, neutral force, bringing a more pronounced sense of relief than before. A deep sense of dependence and a complex mixture of shyness, gratitude, and a strange sense of closeness grew within her.

The skeleton even used a flexible vine to gently wrap around Irene's waist like a seatbelt, securing her more securely to his chest and ensuring she wouldn't slip even on the rugged mountain path. Its tall frame took each step with remarkable stability, like the most sophisticated instrument, minimizing the impact of the bumps on Irene.

As for the captive, Wu Ye had a new plan. He tapped the ground with his staff and shouted, "Skeleton Warriors! Rise!"

An ordinary skeleton warrior, armed with a bone knife and shield, its eyes ablaze with dark green soul fire, emerged from the ground. It silently approached the captive and, at Wu Ye's command, extended its sharp white bone claws, gripping the captive's wrist like an iron clamp! The force was so great that the captive grimaced in pain.

"Go!" Wu Ye's order was concise and cold.

The skeleton warrior immediately grabbed the captive, stretched out his bony legs, and with a cold, merciless attitude, purely following orders, dragged the captive forward. If the captive struggled or tried to delay, the skeleton warrior's bony claws would tighten suddenly, nearly crushing his wrist bones! The dark green soul fire burning in its empty eye sockets was devoid of any emotion, only pure, horrifying obedience and execution.

There was only despair, fear and pain on the captive's face, and he dared not move at all.

Skeleton Brother's presence became particularly clear during the journey. He held Irene firmly in his arms, his tall frame treading the rugged mountain road as if it were flat ground, his steps remarkably steady.

It silently took on the heaviest tasks of guarding and clearing the way. When crossing a slippery stream or a steep rock face, Skeleton Brother would adjust his pace in advance, even using his free arm bones to provide support at key points to ensure the safety of Irene in his arms.

When heavy rain pours down and the mountain roads are muddy and difficult to walk on, Skeleton Brother will stand tall in the strongest part of the wind and rain, using his tall skeleton and broad bone armor to block some of the strong wind and rain for Irene in his arms, Wu Ye and the captives behind him.

When resting in the cold crevices of the rocks at night, it is Skeleton Brother's eye sockets burning with the dark blue soul fire that serve as the most stable beacon in the darkness, silently dispelling fear.

Irene's gaze lingered more and more on the silent, skeletal jaw and the eye sockets burning with soul fire, so close to her. Her initial shyness and nervousness were gradually replaced by a deep dependence and an indescribable emotion, a mixture of gratitude and a strange sense of closeness.

She could clearly feel the icy and extremely reliable protective will transmitted by Skeleton Brother's skeleton, as well as its effective suppression of the corrosive power of hell, which allowed her to gain rare peace in her pain.

When the captives occasionally cast resentful or pleading glances at her, Irene would subconsciously put her face close to Skeleton Brother's cold sternum, and the uneasiness in her heart would instantly subside.

Wu Ye was in charge of overall command and mental vigilance. He chose the most concealed route, utilizing the mountainous terrain to evade possible pursuit. He had the skeleton warriors clear the rear, while he himself maintained a medium-range mental awareness, like an invisible spider web covering a few hundred meters around the team.

They dared not light a fire at night, and could only take turns resting in the most secluded crevices or tree holes. Wu Ye barely needed sleep, while Irene drifted off to sleep, suffocated by the pain and the cold, reassuring embrace of the Skeleton Brother. The captives were closely guarded by the Skeleton Warriors, their hands and feet bound and their mouths gagged.

The journey wasn't all smooth sailing. A flash flood triggered by heavy rain nearly swept the team apart, but Wu Ye was able to promptly summon multiple bone walls to block the mudslide. In a narrow valley, a pack of dire wolves, contaminated by fel energy, ambushed them.

Wu Ye's bone spear scattering and corpse explosion, combined with Skeleton Brother's thunderous giant sword sweep (it can even swing the sword accurately while holding Irene!), will tear the invading enemies into pieces.

Due to the constant corrosive effects of Hell's energy and the harsh environment, Irene's wounds repeatedly became red, swollen, and inflamed, even developing a low-grade fever. Anxiously, Wu Ye risked searching for herbs with a mild purifying effect, crushing them for external application and increasing the amount of holy water Akara had given her to suppress the effects. However, the effect was limited, barely enough to prevent the injury from worsening.

He realized that only by returning to Rogge Camp and relying on Grandma Akara's power could he completely dispel this stubborn Hellish Corruption. The captive was like a restless time bomb, his eyes flickering, occasionally trying to cause trouble or delay, but he was instantly suppressed by the skeleton warrior's cold and ruthless bone claws and Wu Ye's warning cold gaze.

Every encounter during his desperate journey is like an invisible whetstone, repeatedly tempering Wu Ye's strength.

He could clearly feel that his control over his skills was becoming more refined, and the range of his mental perception was expanding invisibly. Although the strength of summoning skeleton warriors and mages did not increase numerically, it was obvious that he reacted to instructions faster and completed them better.

As his first skeleton, the strength of Brother Skeleton, the defensive power of his bone armor, and the thunderous power of his rune-encrusted greatsword all grew in tandem with Wu Ye's growth. This was a natural accumulation, like streams converging and eventually rushing forward.

Just as they climbed over the last steep ridge of the Rust Mountains, the view suddenly opened up. In the distance, the border markers of Khanduras and Tristram were faintly visible. Wu Ye paused slightly.

Only then did Wu Ye realize that he had already reached level 20! He had been so busy before that he hadn't had time to pay attention to these things. Now he realized that it had been a long time since he had upgraded.

Name: Wu Ye

Occupation: Necromancer

Rating: 20

Experience: 1571/

Strength: 61 (Attack 6-24)

Agility: 40 (Defense 770)

Physical Fitness: 160 (Health: 1950)

Energy: 100 (Mana 600)

Unallocated points: 5

Fire resistance: 57%

Ice resistance: 92%

Poison resistance: 87%

Resistivity: 67%

Skeleton Resurrection Level 25

Use corpses as a medium to summon powerful skeletons! The strength of the summoned skeletons is determined by mental power.

Mana cost: 28

Number of summons: 40

Maximum number of summons: 42

Number of Special Elite Skeletons: 0/12

Designated Enhancement: 1/1

Transformable Skeletons: 1/1

Special Skeleton: 1/1

Lord Skeleton: 1/1

+40% chance to add the following special attributes

Extra strong, extra fast, hardened skin, bloodthirsty

+40% chance to convert 20% of the current character's attributes!

Normal Skeleton Attributes

Health: 1100

Defense: 590

Damage: 175-222

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Skull Brother Wu Yi (Leader)

Attack: 410-580 (weapon +30-60)

Defense: 2200

Health: 4200

Fire resistance: 85%

Ice resistance: 85%

Poison resistance: 85%

Electrical resistance: 105% (electrical immunity)

Skill: Critical Hit Level 1 (not upgradeable)

Find the enemy's weakness and deliver a fatal blow!

Skill: Storm Strike Level 1 (not upgradeable)

Attacks have a 50% chance to inflict 50% of physical attack's electrical damage, and +50% electrical resistance.

All friendly attacks have a 20% chance to add 50% of physical attack's electric damage (Cooling time: 1 second)

Skill: Battle Command Level 5 (/)

Command your subordinates to gain a 55% bonus to their attack speed, attack power, defense, and elemental resistance!

Skill: Armor Breaking Attack Level 5 (Upgraded with combat experience)

There is a 55% chance of inflicting an armor-piercing blow on the enemy, increasing the damage to 300% and reducing all enemy defenses by 30%.

characteristic:

Extra Fast: Increases movement and attack speed by 100%.

Extra Strong: Increases maximum health by 100%.

Hardened Skin: Increases physical defense by 100%.

Elemental Resistance: Gain high elemental resistance, but not complete immunity.

Bloodthirst: Any damage you deal absorbs 25% of that damage as health recovery.

Aura: Gain a random Aura Level 1 effect for ten minutes. Cooldown: 30 minutes

(It’s been a long time since I released data.)

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With the successive battles, Skeleton Brother's skills that can evolve with battle have broken through level 5! His attributes have become even more abnormal.

Moreover, those cultists are different from demons and will not drop any loot. So even if they are adventurers, they will die and not give out a single gold coin. However, with the approval of the World Stone, those cultists can provide experience points.