Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　In order to resist this inevitable counterattack, he cast a series of defensive spells on himself well in advance.

　He had full confidence in the azure magical shield generated by the legendary spell [Legion's Protection] that had been cast upon him.

　Unless it's a targeted attack or a divine attack driven by divine power, such relatively conventional magical attacks will absolutely not be able to penetrate that seemingly thin but actually incredibly tough magical shield and cause him any real damage.

　As it turned out, Moros's judgment was entirely correct.

　The massive, chilling crimson beam of light slammed into him, but it vanished without a trace, unable to penetrate the dark blue magic shield that looked no different from any ordinary magic shield.

　The beings within the Demon City were clearly surprised to see their counterattack so easily neutralized by Moros.

　Yes, before the Soul-Binding Demon Lord Isidore, who was stationed in the Demon City, could issue any new orders, a crimson cloud of fire elementals had already gathered in the sky above the Demon City.

　Joint Spellcasting - Doomsday Judgment!

　This was completely different from the previous meteor shower that was easily blocked by a city-level magical shield.

　This time, the necromancer personally took to the field, and with the strong support of the Great Lich Wizard Corps, unleashed a legendary spell of astonishing power.

　The next moment, countless dark red flame bubbles, carrying destructive heat and blinding light, poured down like a torrential rain onto the magical shield of the Demon City.

　Those blazing flame bubbles, like meteors streaking across the sky, were mercilessly annihilated the moment they touched the blood-red barrier, leaving only a few faint ripples. Ultimately, they failed to penetrate this city-level magical shield filled with the heavy smell of blood and truly fall into the urban area of ​​the Demon City.

　Standing atop the head of the dragon of death, gazing upon everything before him, Moros's eyes gleamed with a mixture of determination and coldness.

　He knew that this was merely the prelude to the final judgment; the real killing blow was yet to come.

　In fact, the city-level magical shield equipped in this demon city is incredibly strong.

　If this were any other city on Earth, this single round of fiery foam rain, which was essentially meant to clear out the fodder, would have been enough to turn the entire city to ashes.

　After a period of time, the fiery rain bubble gradually subsided, seemingly setting the stage for the main event to come.

　Immediately afterwards, an incomparably thick pillar of blazing light burst forth from the blood-red cloud, carrying a world-destroying momentum, and slammed into the magical shield of the Demon City.

　"—!"

　The greatest sound is silence. The entire Demon City trembled violently under the fierce bombardment of the pillars of flame, like a giant beast struggling desperately on the edge of death.

　Under the bombardment of the blazing pillars of light, the Demon City's magical shield finally reached its limit.

　That once indestructible blood-red barrier now resembled a lake ravaged by a storm, rippling violently and erratically.

　Even an ordinary person with no magical knowledge whatsoever, upon witnessing this scene, would easily understand the grim reality that the city-level magical shield was about to shatter.

　"Damn necromancer, you won't destroy my city!"

　Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed from the depths of the Demon City.

　Immediately, several beams of light, slightly thinner than the crimson beams previously shot at Moros but equally powerful, rose from the Demon City and pierced the fiery beams of light descending from the Doomsday Judgment, attempting to block this destructive force.

　Despite the sudden rise of the counterattack beams within the Demon City, Moros showed no intention of backing down.

　"You think this will stop me? How ridiculous!"

　Muttering to himself, he waved the [Netherworld Staff] in his hand.

　In an instant, an even greater surge of magical energy was drawn from the bodies of the great liches who had established spiritual links with him.

　Under the necromancer's control, this energy intertwined with the churning, boiling crimson fire elemental clouds in the sky, causing the already massive pillar of flame to instantly reach an unprecedented peak in power.

　"boom!"

　With a deafening roar, the thickened and lengthened pillar of flame easily shattered the crimson beams that tried to block its advance, and then crashed into the once indestructible magical shield of the Demon City with overwhelming force.

　"Crack! Click!"

　A series of crisp, ear-piercing cracking sounds echoed from the shield.

　Under the bombardment of the blazing pillars of light, the magical shield of the Demon City finally gave way, shattering and disintegrating in large swathes, eventually turning into countless tiny rays of light that vanished into the air.

　"Do not!!!"

Chapter 626 The Soul-Binding Demon Lord Takes Action Personally

　Amidst the furious and resentful roar of Soul-Binding Demon Lord Isidore, the blazing pillar of light that pierced through the Demon City's proud city-level magical shield surged into the heart of the Demon City like a raging dragon breaking free from its restraints.

　Wherever it went, flames spread like wildfire, and buildings collapsed under the licking of the flames, turning into ruins.

　The entire city was as if it had been struck by a giant, raging fireball, instantly engulfed in flames. Its former prosperity and glory were completely buried and reduced to nothingness by the endless flames.

　This is not the most critical.

　For this city infested by demons, an even more troublesome problem is that the flames that flowed wildly through the city have damaged some of the crucial city defense magic arrays.

　Although the number of destroyed magic circles was limited and the impact was relatively controllable, it is undeniable that this legendary spell, which almost drained the magical reserves of millions of great liches, did shake the indestructible city defense magic system of this demon city, which was comparable to the Locked City.

　"attack!"

　Realizing that the fighter jets had appeared, Moros...

　Without hesitation, the order to advance was issued.

　Under his command, the hundreds of thousands of undead troops, who were already fully prepared, quickly launched a full-scale offensive.

　If they were to face cities on Earth that rely on modern technology, the power of this undead army would undoubtedly pose a deadly threat.

　If the garrison's fighting strength is slightly weak, it is by no means impossible for them to capture the city.

　However, for the powerful demon legion under Isidore's command, this massive army of hundreds of thousands of undead was not an insurmountable enemy.

　Faced with the demons' bizarre and magical abilities, coupled with the still powerful city defense spells despite their weakening, the highest achievement this undead army could attain was merely to barely scale the walls of this demon city.

　And this is already the limit of this undead army.

　Shortly after scaling the city walls, this undead force, which had already suffered heavy losses in the previous battles, could not escape its fate. It was completely wiped off the battlefield by a demon overseer who was proficient in magic, with a powerful area-of-effect spell.

　Moros had already foreseen the annihilation that awaited the undead forces sent on probing missions and had made thorough mental preparations.

　Therefore, when this scene unfolded before his eyes, his face remained calm and composed, without the slightest surprise or panic.

　The necromancer calmly and collectedly issued the order to hold the position.

　At the same time, he unleashed a super magic technique called [Instant Spellcasting], using the power of the legendary spell [Legion Power] to condense the power of the entire undead legion into a dazzling pillar of energy that reached the heavens and the earth.

　Driven by Moros's will, this dazzling pillar of energy, which gathered the immense power of tens of millions of undead soldiers, surged towards the core area of ​​the Demon City with unparalleled might, like the first ray of dawn piercing through the night.

　Witnessing this scene, a look of disbelief and rage flashed across the eyes of Soul-Binding Demon Lord Isidore.

　As a demigod-level lesser demon lord, He could naturally sense the terrifying power contained within this pillar of light.

　That is a power that even He Himself is unwilling to confront head-on.

　However, He understood even more clearly that if this pillar of light were to fall successfully, the entire Demon City would suffer an unprecedented and devastating blow.

　Therefore, Isidore acted decisively, mobilizing all his power to quickly weave an obscure and incredibly powerful magical barrier in an attempt to block the fierce attack of the energy beam.

　Meanwhile, under the strict orders of this Soul-Binding Demon Lord, even the high-ranking legendary demon overseers could not remain uninvolved.

　They all exerted their utmost efforts, displaying their unique skills, in an attempt to jointly resist this unstoppable torrent of energy.

　However, this dazzling pillar of light, formed by the convergence of countless undead powers, has long surpassed the scope of ordinary legendary spells.

　It's as if it has its own will, ignoring all obstacles and advancing forward with unstoppable momentum.

　The instant the beam of light made contact with the magical barrier, a deafening roar resounded through the sky, and the entire space seemed to tremble violently at that moment. The air was filled with extremely dense magical energy fluctuations, which made people's hearts tremble.

　Despite Isidore and his demon overseers' best efforts, they were still powerless against the immense power emanating from tens of millions of undead.

　The beam of light, like the sharpest blade, easily sliced ​​through their carefully laid defenses and continued its unstoppable advance.

　Along the way, both the solid buildings and the fierce demon guards appeared so small and fragile in the face of this vast power, and were destroyed or repelled one by one, unable to stop it in the slightest.

　Finally, the dazzling beam of energy pierced through the heart of the Demon City, crashing heavily to the ground and triggering a massive explosion.

　At that moment, the entire city seemed to suffer a divine punishment; violent tremors accompanied by dazzling light tore the surrounding space apart, as if the entire abyss was trembling.

　At the epicenter of the explosion, a huge crater appeared, and the surrounding buildings collapsed one after another like dominoes. Dust flew everywhere, and flames roared, shrouding the entire city in chaos and destruction.

　Even from afar, the destructive power still allows one to clearly feel its awe-inspiring might.

　The demons were terrified and fled in all directions, and the chaos and despair in the city reached an unprecedented peak.

　Standing quietly atop the head of the Death Dragon, gazing at his masterpiece, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Moros's eyes.

　He knew that after taking such a vicious legendary spell, if the Soul-Binding Demon Lord was not dead, He would definitely come out to fight him personally.

　At that time, he will be able to use the terrifying power of the legendary spell [Soul Torrent] to completely end the life of this demigod-level lesser demon lord, thus fulfilling the contract he signed with the succubus lord Naslin and obtaining the legendary spell knowledge she promised.

　The unfolding events did indeed not deviate from the necromancer's prediction.

　First, make a judgment.

　Just moments after the brilliant pillar of magical light from the legendary spell [Legion's Might] crashed to the ground, a streak of purplish-black light suddenly burst forth from the Demon City, which had been completely engulfed by billowing smoke, pointing directly at Moros's location.

　Thanks to the constant efficacy of the buff spells he possessed, and the heightened senses gained through four leaps in his life level, the necromancer was able to clearly discern the true form of the light—

　Soul-Binding Demon Lord Isidore!

Chapter 627 Fierce Battle and Exposed Plans

　Necromancer Moros and Soul-Binding Demon Lord Isidore are both genuine demigod-level powerhouses.

　Once their duel escalates to a life-or-death struggle, neither side can guarantee that the other's fierce offensive will not affect their own legions.

　Any oversight in the attack would be devastating for the troops under both sides.

　This was a situation that was difficult for both Morros and Isidore to accept.

　After all, they both believed that they were the ones with the superior strength and that the other was nothing but a skeleton in a tomb.

　Therefore, the necromancer and the Soul-Binding Demon Lord both chose to move the battlefield to the sky, using that vast distance as a barrier to protect their respective troops from the enemy's ravages.

　High in the sky, the turbulent air currents cut through the air like sharp blades, and the terrifying wind speed was enough to scrape the flesh and blood off the bones of ordinary people.

　Not only that, the biting cold was extremely powerful, capable of freezing low-level demons into crystal-clear ice sculptures in the blink of an eye.

　However, even in such an extreme and harsh environment, Moros and Isidore did not back down in the slightest, and their attacks poured down on each other like a storm.

　The two demigods, like two brilliant stars, engaged in a thrilling and intense duel beneath the sky shrouded in the strange radiance of the abyss's purple moon.

　Moros gripped the [Netherworld Staff] that emitted a fluorescent green glow, unleashing one powerful spell after another, carrying an endless aura of death as it swept towards Isidore.

　Isidore, meanwhile, wielded Soul-Binding Chains, meticulously crafted from countless souls and bones, constantly dissolving every spell cast by Moros and protecting his own safety.

　The battle between the two was extremely fierce. Their spells clashed and intertwined violently in the air, unleashing beams of light that were both dazzling and extremely dangerous, seemingly about to tear the sky apart.

　Just as the necromancer and the Soul-Binding Demon Lord were engaged in a life-or-death struggle in the vast sky of the 406th Abyss Layer, on the ground, the fierce battle between the undead legion and the demon legion had also entered its most intense and heated phase.

　Those two awe-inspiring legendary spells had left an extremely deep impression on Isidore.

　To prevent his demon army from suffering another devastating blow from the legendary spell, before deciding to personally confront the necromancer, the lesser demon lord ordered his demon overseers to launch a full-scale attack.

　Upon receiving the order from the Soul-Binding Demon Lord, the demon overseers immediately erupted in excitement.

　These powerful Tanari demons were no longer content with the monotonous life of hiding behind the city's defensive magic system and casting spells from afar to kill.

　Whether driven by a fervent pursuit of bloodlust or by the desire to efficiently harvest souls to strengthen themselves, they yearn to break through the city walls and engage in a bloody melee with the undead army.

　As for safety issues?

　For these high-ranking legendary demon overseers, the fact that the undead legion lacked high-end combat power was no secret.

　However, Isidore had been stationed in the city beforehand, and no demon overseer dared to disobey His orders.

　Isidore's ability to secure his position as a lesser demon lord speaks volumes about his methods and prestige.

　Now, the opportunity has finally arrived.

　The demon overseers were naturally unwilling to miss the opportunity to gain more benefits for themselves without disobeying Isidore's orders.

　"Attack! For the Abyss, for the Lord, charge!"

　A burly, heavily armored demon overseer raised his arm and shouted.

　His voice, like thunder, resounded across the entire battlefield, stirring the fighting spirit and fervor in the hearts of every demon.

　This was certainly not because the demon overseer had exceptional oratory skills, but rather due to the enhancement of spells such as [Inspire] and [Bloodlust].

　Under the influence of these spells, the demon legion was infused with boundless ferocity, like a pack of mad dogs breaking free of their restraints, launching a fierce charge towards the undead army's formation.

　Faced with the surging demon legion, the undead legion's formation remained unmoved, without the slightest wavering.

　Unlike armies composed of living beings, the undead legions have no fear, no retreat; their hearts are filled only with loyalty to and obedience to orders.

　Unless the necromancer issues new orders, the undead soldiers will steadfastly follow their commands and fight to the last man.

　Graduate.