Diablo traveled through time and became a necromancer

The morning light wasn't so much light as a pale filter filtered through the thick, leaden clouds over Kurast. It was powerless to penetrate the thick, humus-smelling fog rising from the depths of the rainforest.

The mist was no longer a gas, but more like a sticky, cold liquid, heavily enveloping Wu Ye, Leah, and Vera. Every breath was filled with heavy moisture, as if it was going to soak and corrupt their lungs as well.

The layer of rotten leaves underfoot was surprisingly thick. Every time I stepped on it, it made a teeth-grinding "puff" sound. I sank deeply into it, and when I pulled my boots out, they were covered with slippery, foul-smelling black mud.

The air was filled with a complex, sickening mixture of smells—the cloying sweetness of decaying plants, the deep, putrid stench of decayed animals, the earthy stench of damp earth, and a new, indescribable, sweet, fishy odor that emanated from the depths of a vast spider's lair.

They packed up their campsite for last night's brief rest stop, the magic tent fading into a faint glow as they stowed Wu Ye's backpack. Skeleton warriors silently led the way ahead, their rusted blades slicing through the tangled, living vines and wet ferns with a dull, snapping sound. The skeleton brother's massive frame clung to Wu Ye's side like a loyal guard.

In its empty eye sockets, the dark blue soul fire was not still, but like the most sophisticated scanner, it scanned the entire skeleton army and the dark environment around it sharply.

Occasionally, it would raise its bony hand, quickly pointing its fingertips toward a shadowy corner on the flank, or pressing its palm down steadily—the skeleton warriors in front would immediately adjust their positions silently like the most sophisticated machinery, raising their rusty shields and turning their blades to form a tighter defensive formation.

The High Priestess of Holy Light floated lightly at a slightly higher altitude. The priest robe she wore, woven of pure holy light, cast a soft golden halo in the thick fog. She was like a small lighthouse in the dark ocean, barely dispelling the haze a few meters around her and bringing a faint but crucial sense of peace of mind.

Wu Ye lowered his head. The needle of the brass compass vibrated steadily and continuously in his palm, making a slight humming sound under the glass cover, and pointed stubbornly to the west.

As they went deeper, the air became thicker and the sweet, fishy smell became stronger, almost covering up all other smells, rushing straight into the nose and making people feel dizzy.

The layer of rotten leaves beneath my feet grew thicker and thicker, feeling soft and squishy, ​​like stepping on the decaying entrails of some gigantic creature. The gaps in the treetops overhead shrank dramatically, and incredibly dense branches and leaves intertwined, entwined, and squeezed together, eventually forming a nearly impenetrable green dome.

And under this suffocating dome, countless nearly transparent, hair-thin yet extremely tough spider silks, like the most sophisticated web, crisscross and overlap, connecting from one tree to another, hanging from one branch to another, weaving an enormous web of death that covers everything!

Tiny dewdrops condensed on the spider silk, reflecting an eerie pearl-like luster in the dim light, and were also clinging to countless tiny flying insect corpses and dust.

"Spider Forest..." Wu Ye's voice was low, with a subtle solemnity that was particularly clear in the dead silence. He felt like he had stepped into the mouth of a giant spider, surrounded by sticky saliva and deadly traps.

The environment was oppressive to the extreme. Huge, plank-like tree roots, like the ribs of a giant dragon, lay exposed on the ground, covered in a thick layer of slippery, damp, dark green moss, making it extremely slippery to step on.

The air was filled with tiny, almost invisible fluff—spider silk fragments lifted by the wind or by biological activity, bringing a tingling, nauseating tingle to the nose. Light was filtered and absorbed by the spiderwebs and dense treetops above, leaving only a sickly, unsettling green hue on the ground, creating dappled, shifting patches of light on a surface covered in slippery moss and colorful yet bizarrely shaped fungi.

There was absolute silence all around, even the faintest chirping of insects had disappeared, leaving only the subtle "puff" sound of the three people crushing the rotten leaves, the light "click" sound of the skeleton warriors rubbing against each other, and the echo of the heavy beating of his heart in his chest.

"Watch your feet and your head." Vera's voice broke the silence. Her Amazon instincts made her like a taut bowstring, extremely sensitive to every change in the environment. Her sharp eyes swept over the dangling spider silk that swayed gently in the breeze, and the spider web dome above her head that made her scalp tingle.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!

The skeleton warriors leading the way froze in their tracks! Their rusted leg bones were entangled by strands of taut, nearly transparent spider silk that had suddenly sprung up from beneath the rotting leaves. The silk was so thin it was almost invisible, yet incredibly strong, like the finest steel strings! At the same time, a dense, heart-pounding rustling sound emanated from the vast spiderweb dome overhead! It was as if countless tiny claws were scurrying wildly across the web!

"Enemy attack!" Vera's shout was like thunder, instantly breaking the silence!

puff!puff!puff!

Several globs of dark green liquid, as thick as asphalt and emitting a pungent stench, sprayed down from the shadows of the spider web above like a high-pressure water gun! Their target was the skeleton warrior entangled in the spider silk, restricting its movement! "Zizizizi—!" A teeth-grinding corrosion sound instantly rang out!

The dark green liquid seemed to possess life. Upon contact with the skeletal warrior's grayish-white frame, it began to corrode and dissolve it furiously! The skeletons of the skeletal warriors who were struck darkened, softened, and twisted at a visible speed. The pulsing blue soul fire in their eye sockets trembled violently a few times, emitting a silent wail before extinguishing completely, scattering into a smoking, rapidly melting black residue!

"Corrosive Venom!" Leah cried out, her face instantly pale. Almost instinctively, she clasped the staff inlaid with an ice crystal core, and the tip of the staff suddenly lit up! "Ice Armor!" As she chanted, a thin layer of crystal-clear ice, emitting a biting chill, instantly covered her and Vera's bodies, as if they were wearing a layer of ice crystal armor.

Wu Ye's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife! He didn't immediately summon new skeletons to fill the vacancy. Instead, he suddenly grasped the bone staff wrapped with weak undead energy in his right hand and pointed it straight at the staggering figure that emerged from the thick fog in front of him like a sharp sword!

"The damage is getting worse!"

Om-!

An invisible, almost invisible to the naked eye, but whose existence can be clearly felt, dark red energy wave full of extreme malice suddenly spread out from the tip of his staff like a ripple!

Wherever the ripples passed, the air seemed to become thick and turbid, instantly enveloping the figures stumbling out of the thick fog! Their skin was gray and swollen, like a corpse, covered with festering sores and moldy black spots. Some limbs had even rotted away, revealing their white bones.

They moved extremely slowly, their joints stiff, emitting low, muddy "ho ho... ho ho..." roars. Their turbid eyes were lifeless, instinctively drawn to the presence of the living—zombies! Sweeped by the dark crimson ripples, it felt as if foul blood was boiling and roiling beneath their rotting skin! They let out heart-wrenching howls ten times more painful than before. Their already fragile defenses, eroded by the curse's power, melted away like ice and snow under the scorching sun!

The skeleton moved! It didn't rush forward recklessly, but rather acted like the calmest commander! It suddenly raised its right arm and pointed fiercely in the direction of the zombie horde! At the same time, it clenched its left fist, and the joints cracked! This was a dual command of attack and defense!

The skeleton warriors who weren't entangled by the spider silk immediately gave up trying to rescue their companions and instead shrank into formation, holding their rusted shields high to defend against any further venomous attacks from above! At the same time, Wu Ye's mind urged, and new skeleton warriors quickly condensed from the void, their eye sockets ablaze with blue soul fire, filling the gap in the defense line!

Skeleton Brother himself was like a cannonball, his massive skeleton sword slashing out with a shrieking sound that tore through the air! "Swish!" The spider silk, tough enough to entrap ordinary skeletons, snapped like rotten rope before this armor-piercing sword! He moved without pause, the skeleton sword whirling like a wheel, precisely and efficiently severing the spider silk wrapped around the leg and arm bones of the other skeleton warriors one by one! The entire rescue operation was as fast as lightning, a seamless process!

However, the crisis wasn't over! Just behind the zombie herd, in the area obscured by the thick fog and the zombies, the air suddenly twisted and fluctuated violently! Several translucent, unstable figures, their bodies constantly flashing with dazzling blue arcs, quietly emerged!

They lacked a fixed form, sometimes stretching like ghosts, sometimes shrinking like spheres, emitting a shuddering "sizzle... sizzle..." sound of electricity! They hovered half a foot above the ground, and dark blue arcs of electricity frantically leaped, converged, and compressed at the core of their phantoms—Twilight Souls (Electric Ghosts)!

“Sizzle—boom!”

A blindingly pale chain of lightning suddenly shot out from the core of a Dusk Soul! The chain lightning wasn't a straight line, but like a living serpent, it instantly leaped and connected with the nearest zombies, severely weakened by the "Aggravated Damage" curse! The struck zombies' bodies convulsed violently like sieves, their charred flesh instantly carbonized and peeled away, revealing the equally charred bones beneath! Under the effects of the aggravated damage, they were as fragile as paper! The chain lightning's momentum remained undiminished, carrying destructive energy, tearing through the mist and rushing straight towards the skeleton warriors who had just reorganized their defenses!

"Scatter! Defend!" Wu Ye's thoughts raced like a storm! The skeleton warriors faithfully followed Skeleton Brother's previous order to retract, immediately dispersing to both sides! But the lightning chain was too fast! Several skeleton warriors on the edge were still hit by the violent arc! "Crack!" With a sharp explosion, the skeletons were instantly charred black, and the fire of the soul was extinguished like a candle in the wind, scattering into smoking charcoal!

"Liya!" Wu Ye shouted!

Leah was ready! She gripped her staff tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the strain! The pigeon-egg-sized ice crystal core at the staff's tip erupted with an unprecedentedly brilliant blue light! The temperature around her plummeted at an alarming rate! The moisture in the air frantically condensed, forming tiny ice crystals. Even her breath instantly turned to white mist! She rapidly chanted an ancient, profound incantation that seemed to emanate from the depths of the Arctic ice sheet. Every syllable carried a chill that could freeze the soul!

"Don't even think about getting close! Blizzard!"

She gave a delicate cry, and her staff, like a spear of judgment, suddenly pointed towards the area where the electric ghosts and zombies were most concentrated!

In an instant, the locked sky seemed to be ripped apart by an invisible giant hand! A fierce wind, carrying piercing ice shards and goose-feather-like snowflakes, emerged from thin air! Immediately afterwards, countless giant ice cones, each as thick as an arm, their tips sharp as spears, their edges razor-sharp as knives, descended from the sky like spears of punishment cast down by the gods. Carrying destructive might and biting cold, they descended with the force of thunder!

boom! boom! boom! boom!