"Go, tear these adventurers apart!" the black-robed necromancer coldly ordered.
John was not afraid, but rather excited.
There were over a thousand skeleton monsters, none of which posed any threat to him.
"Star Dust, stay back!" John warned Tracy. He switched back to his staff and cast Rain of Fire.
The skeleton soldiers were scorched by the flames, their agonized wails echoing as they died en masse.
Only the high-health, high-defense skeleton knights could barely withstand the Rain of Fire, but even they couldn't last long.
[Killed a level 40 skeleton warrior, gained 55 experience points]
[Plunder talent activated, strength +1]
...
Notifications kept flashing. In just the cooldown time of two Rain of Fire spells, the skeleton monsters were wiped out.
"Old man, I leveled up again! I'm first on the leaderboard!" Tracy was thrilled, proudly showing off to John.
She had reached level 33, surpassing Dark Angel and taking the top spot.
John nodded, indifferent, then looked at the stunned black-robed old man, saying calmly, "Keep going."
"What?" the old man was bewildered, looking at John in confusion.
John threatened, "Keep summoning, or I'll kill you."
"You!" The old man glared at John, trembling with anger, "Adventurer, since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"
He cast another summoning spell, this time calling forth five thousand skeleton monsters.
This human adventurer was strong, but he was confident that so many skeleton monsters would be enough to overwhelm him.
But soon, he was in despair.
John's damage was terrifying, and his skill cooldowns were shockingly fast. The skeleton monsters couldn't even get close before being mercilessly blasted away.
[Killed a level 40 skeleton mage, gained 55 experience points]
[Plunder talent activated, spirit +1, skill point +1]
[Successfully killed 10,000 tier 2 monsters, Wrath of the Gods talent upgraded to B level, gained 50% skill cooldown reduction]
[Next level upgrade condition: kill 100,000 tier 3 monsters to upgrade Wrath of the Gods talent to A level]
...
The Wrath of the Gods talent had leveled up!
John was pleasantly surprised. With the Wrath of the Gods talent now at B level, the 50% skill cooldown reduction significantly boosted his power.
He could cast his skills even more frequently.
The five thousand skeleton monsters had no chance to fight back. They didn't even get close to him before being slaughtered.
Hundreds of pieces of equipment were scattered on the ground. Tracy was excitedly helping John clean up the battlefield.
John drank a mana recovery potion and looked at the stunned old man, raising his staff and saying, "What are you waiting for? Keep going!"
The black-robed old man's eye twitched. He felt like this human was toying with him.
"Damn it, I want to see how strong you really are!" He couldn't believe this human had no limits. Gritting his teeth, he summoned ten thousand skeleton monsters this time.
This time, the human was sure to die!
The black-robed necromancer silently prayed, feeling far less confident than before.
Whoosh!
The sound of magic echoed.
The necromancer stared at John in amazement.
Was it his imagination, or did this human's damage and skill casting speed keep increasing?
The ten thousand skeletons lasted less than fifteen minutes before they were once again slaughtered.
"Wow, old man, I leveled up again! This feels so awesome, like I'm riding a rocket," Tracy exclaimed, happily darting around the empty space, picking up and organizing the equipment.
John ignored Tracy and looked at the pale necromancer, gesturing, "Keep going!"
Gulp!
The necromancer swallowed hard, feeling a twinge of fear. He gritted his teeth and said, "I have no mana left."
As soon as he finished speaking, a radiant light enveloped him, rejuvenating his spirit.
It was Tracy.
The Spirit Priest's unique skill, Spirit Nourishment, could restore mana.
"Now you can continue," Tracy said with a smile, looking at the necromancer as if she were saying he didn't need to thank her.
The necromancer suppressed his anger, realizing that these two adventurers were toying with him!
He thought of a phrase.
Squeezing the last bit of value!
These two bastards could have killed him directly but were kindly restoring his mana, exploiting his remaining value!
But the necromancer dared not refuse. He couldn't move right now, and if he didn't comply, this human would surely kill him.
Just a little longer!
The necromancer glanced at the high altar, gritting his teeth. It was the crucial moment in the resurrection ritual. Once the Undead Lord was revived, he vowed to torture these two humans, turning them into his undead servants, making their lives worse than death...
Whoosh!
The necromancer cast the summoning spell again.
Another ten thousand skeletons appeared.
John noticed the necromancer's actions. He knew that his compliance was a delay tactic.
After killing these ten thousand skeletons, he would be ready to confront the necromancer head-on. He couldn't let the necromancer stall any longer.
John resumed the slaughter.
...
Soon, the ten thousand skeletons were again wiped out.
John glanced at his attributes. In this short time, he had gained over five thousand attribute points and two hundred skill points.
His current base attributes were: Constitution: 1255, Strength: 3037, Spirit: 2901, Agility: 1306.
John's strength had surpassed his spirit. With the physical damage talent bonus, his base physical damage reached 4555, far exceeding his magical damage.
He now couldn't tell which was his primary profession anymore.
"Old man, should we continue?" Tracy asked, her face full of expectation.
She had reached level 35, surpassing the second-ranked Dark Angel by three levels.
Tracy's rapid level-up had caught the attention of many.
But like John, she refused friend requests from strangers and remained unaware of the outside world's events.
John said, "This guy is already at the end of his rope; there's no need to torture him further."
"Alright," Tracy reluctantly agreed, looking at the necromancer with a face full of sympathy.
"It's too late for you to make a move against me now, human!" The black-robed necromancer glared at John with a crazed look, finally unleashing his trump card. His tone was fervent as he declared, "Rise, Undead Lord!"
Buzz!
A vast amount of magical energy surged, converging on the altar.
John sensed an incredibly terrifying aura, one he had felt before from Dino.
This Undead Lord must also be a seventh-rank powerhouse.
He had to stop it!
Without hesitation, John attacked, casting Thunderstorm.
"Hmph, foolish adventurer, it's too late to act now!" The necromancer's face was full of scorn and disdain. He didn't dodge John's attack.
But in the next moment, his expression changed.
John's target wasn't him but the corpse on the high platform.
"Adventurer, stop!" The necromancer's face turned pale with shock, but it was too late to intervene.
Boom, boom!
The magical combo triggered, and two Thunderstorms struck the corpse. Though they didn't harm the Undead Lord, they interrupted the necromancer's spellcasting.
The powerful magical energy surged and rampaged.
It creating a massive energy vortex within the cave.
"Ugh!" The necromancer coughed up blood, his face ashen, and his demeanor weakened. Leaning on his withered staff, he managed to stay upright.
"Adventurer, I will tear you limb from limb!" The necromancer roared with a twisted fury.
Years of effort and dedication were ruined. Even killing these two adventurers wouldn't soothe his wrath.
Buzz!
A vast wave of magical energy gathered in front of the necromancer, forming a dark sphere.
Advanced dark magic: Annihilation!
John's expression grew serious. Advanced magic required a fourth-rank or higher awakened one to cast. Forcing it would burn through the caster's life force, causing significant damage.
The necromancer had truly lost his mind.
John remained vigilant, focusing on the necromancer's actions. Seizing the right moment, he cast a barrage of spells: Fireball, Wind Blade Slash, Thunderstorm, and Rain of Fire, even triggering Spell Combo twice.
Boom, boom...
The cave echoed with explosions, magic clashing violently.
The necromancer's spellcasting was forcibly interrupted. He coughed up blood again, his health dropping steadily.
-1092
-1104
...
Multiple damage numbers floated above him. The necromancer stared at John in disbelief.
"Impossible! This is impossible!" He was in shock. Moments ago, this human adventurer couldn't even breach his magical defense. How could it be that now, in such a short time, the human was dealing over a thousand points of damage…
What's more, John can interrupt his spell.
"It's over!" John smiled coldly, switching to his dagger. With a Shadow Strike, he closed the distance in an instant, launching his Assassin skills.