I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Chapter 1673 - 918: Endless Abyss Will

At the Plane Boundary,Lis and the Balrog Flame Demons had been stationed in this area for several days.

Previously, aside from the occasional appearance of Low-level Undead, there were no other unusual occurrences.

These Low-level Undead were nothing more than a ragtag bunch, incapable of posing any real threat to Lis and the Balrog Flame Demons.

Hence, no one paid them any mind.

However, this sudden turn of events took the Balrog Flame Demons by surprise.

Is the Nether Breath Domain preparing for a full-scale attack?

Bear in mind, they were just repelled not long ago.

Their swift return is indeed unexpected.

Nonetheless, Lis soon confirmed his suspicions.

His keen eyes saw through the tide-like Undead Mist and caught sight of some familiar figures.

Those were Witch Demons and Fear Knights!

The Witch Demons were gaunt, emanating an eerie glow all over, with the Magic Wand in their hands exuding an aura of dread.

The Fear Knights, on the other hand, mounted on tall Skeletal Warhorses, clad in Heavy Armor, wielding Black Long Spears, were imposing.

If the previously encountered skeleton soldiers and Walking Corpses could be considered cannon fodder in the Undead army, then the Witch Demons and Fear Knights were undoubtedly the elite units.

Each of these high-level undead possessed formidable strength, capable of clashing head-on with the Balrog Flame Demons.

Their appearance sent an unmistakable signal.

The Nether Breath Domain was officially launching an attack!

But the Balrog Flame Demons didn’t care about any of this.

These towering, muscle-bound demons had eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

They swung their weapons, letting out earth-shattering roars, as if declaring war on the Undead.

Soon, the Balrog Flame Demons and the Undead clashed, exploding into a fierce battle.

The Undead pounced on the Balrog Flame Demons with bared claws, attempting to tear through the demons’ defenses with their offensive.

The Balrog Flame Demons, however, fought fearlessly, using their robust physiques and immense power to fiercely battle the Undead.

Yet, it wasn’t long before the Undead sensed something amiss.

Compared to before, the Balrog Flame Demons were now clad in a peculiar set of red and black armor.

This armor was uniquely shaped, with smooth lines, as if crafted from some special metal.

It not only radiated a searing aura but also secretly exuded a magic power that the Undead detested.

Moreover, this armor seemed to counter the Power of the Undead.

Once donned, the Balrog Flame Demons no longer feared the Undead’s attacks, charging at them as fearlessly as tigers down a mountain.

For a moment, the Fear Knights were at a significant disadvantage.

Their attacks, landing on the Balrog Flame Demons, could no longer inflict effective damage.

In contrast, the Balrog Flame Demons’ retaliations were exceptionally fierce, each strike carrying immense power, catching the Fear Knights off guard.

Two Fear Knights, even, were directly felled by the Balrog Flame Demons’ onslaught.

Their Skeletal Warhorses let out mournful cries, collapsing into heaps of bones on the ground.

With the death of these two Fear Knights, the momentum of the Undead was immediately suppressed.

Seeing this, Lis knew the opportunity had come.

He flickered, blending into the shadows, quietly approaching the high-level undead.

Under the influence of the Undead Mist, the surroundings were dim.

Lis’s presence was entirely silent, and no one took note of his actions.

Like an agile assassin, he silently closed in on his targets, ready to deliver a fatal blow to these high-level undead.

Lis precisely locked onto the Witch Demons hovering on the battlefield’s edge.

These Witch Demons were entirely different from the Fear Knights.

To the Balrog Flame Demons, Witch Demons were exceedingly tricky adversaries, crafty and armed with powerful spells that often troubled the Balrog Flame Demons greatly.

However, in front of Lis, these Witch Demons stirred no waves.

As a highly skilled spellcaster, Lis was acutely aware of the Witch Demons’ weaknesses.

He knew that, despite their powerful magic, their bodies were extremely fragile, with their Soul Cores being their source of power.

Once destroyed, they would be beyond redemption.

During this period, Lis had devoted himself to his studies, mastering the Undead Domain once more.

In comparison to those Witch Demons who relied on talent and partial inheritance for their Power of the Undead, Lis wielded the Power of the Undead with greater finesse and skill.

Furthermore, Lis simultaneously mastered both the Undead and Shadow domains.

With the buff of these dual domains, he seemed to transform into a phantom.

As he silently crept behind the Witch Demons, they were completely unaware.

Lis, moving like lightning, launched an attack in an instant.

He wielded Shadow Power, instantly dragging the Witch Demons into endless dark shadows.

Under the shadow’s shroud, the Witch Demons were terrified to find their spells failed, as if trapped in an inescapable cage.

Then, Lis mercilessly struck, gathering his strength to shatter the Witch Demon’s skulls with the force of thunder, directly hitting their Soul Fires.

Their Soul Fires, under Lis’s attack, were instantly extinguished, marking the end of the Witch Demons’ lives.

These Witch Demons were so vulnerable before Lis, the gap between them seemingly insurmountable.

Moreover, when destroying the Witch Demons’ souls, Lis used special techniques to thoroughly annihilate them, leaving no chance for resurrection.

Even with the Demon Witch Box, a Divine Artifact capable of resurrection, it was utterly useless at this moment.