Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

Chu Lingfeng is feeling extremely happy now. Through continuous fighting and upgrading, not only has the power of the undead army increased rapidly, but his own undead magic is also soaring like a rocket.

"Beautiful and gentle water goddess Tina, please grant me your purest power to summon the omnipresent water element in the world, condense it into the power of ice soul, and freeze the creatures before my eyes!"

In mid-air, the three fallen angels who were dodging the skeleton archers were instantly frozen and unable to move. These three fallen angels were only at the eighth level of strength. Not to mention Chu Lingfeng himself, even the skeleton archers could deal with them, it just took a little longer.

“Assholes, don’t…” Chu Lingfeng looked at the three fallen angels who were first shot into pieces by the skeleton archers and then dismembered by the gargoyles in frustration, “My vampire is gone just like that! You guys are a bunch of troublemakers who are not good at anything!”

Looking at the three pieces of minced meat on the ground and the innocent expressions on the surrounding undead minions, Chu Lingfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Two vampires were gone just like that. He wanted to curse but couldn't find a target. After all, it was very boring to curse at a group of mindless undead.

At this time, there were already eight vampires in Chu Lingfeng's team. Except for the four who were at the peak of level eight, the other four were only at the peak of level seven. Even so, this was still an extremely strong force.

Chu Lingfeng's side was victorious, but the situation in other places was extremely dangerous, especially the battle circle where the Holy See of Light was located. That was the focus of the fallen angels. At least two-thirds of the fallen angels were there. They all hated light magic and wanted to chop the magicians of the Holy See of Light into meat sauce.

Facts have proved that the influence of the Holy See of Light on the mainland is growing, and its strength is not to be underestimated. There are many ninth-level light magicians in the army, and several of them are holy-level. The holy light they summon is very lethal to fallen angels. If they are not fallen angels above the ninth level, they may be killed instantly.

The Knights of Light were guarding firmly outside the Magician Legion. They had transformed themselves into archers, holding magic bows and arrows blessed by light, and shooting the fallen angels in the sky. There were also many ninth-rank masters and several saints among the Knights of Light. They were smart and did not shoot their magic arrows at the four-winged fallen angels, but at the two-winged fallen angels who were not too strong. The two-winged fallen angels often could not avoid the magic arrows of these masters and fell one after another, which made the leaders of the fallen angels feel very painful.

“Ah…” A quasi-saint-level light magician screamed, and everyone looked and saw that the magician was being strangled by a four-winged fallen angel. The four-winged fallen angel turned around and grinned at everyone. Its four iron wings flashed with cold light and gathered forward, piercing fiercely into the magician’s thin body. The hand that was strangling the magician twisted cruelly and broke the magician’s neck.

"Humble humans, remember my name, Yekong Lucifer. Today will become your nightmare!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure in the night sky suddenly flashed and instantly appeared in front of an eighth-level magician. A purple light flashed, and the sharp soft sword instantly cut off the magician's head.

"Surround and kill him!" Several old magicians gritted their teeth. Seeing their companions being brutally killed in front of them was simply a slap in the face. How could they bear this?

Several old men were of the Saint level, and their short-range teleportation magic allowed them to barely keep up with Yekong's speed. Light magic chased Yekong's figure one after another, but Yekong swayed around in the magician army like a loach, making all the old wizards' magic fail.

“Asshole…” Several old wizards looked breathlessly at the night sky, which was more slippery than a loach, feeling helpless and angry.

At this moment, a series of sudden screams rang out. Everyone looked and gasped. They saw that more than a dozen four-winged fallen angels had appeared in the battle circle at some point, and the magician's blood was dripping on their soft swords.

Seeing these dozen murderous figures, all the magicians felt a chill on their necks, and the first thing they did was to strengthen their magic shields.

The faces of several old wizards changed drastically. They smelled the breath of death from these dozen or so four-winged fallen angels.

In front of the Holy See of Light were the only hundreds of thousands of remaining coalition troops. The heavy cavalry, archers, crossbowmen, spearmen, infantry and some magicians were struggling. Not only did they have to face endless undead, but they also had to face the attacks of fallen angels. The situation was extremely critical.

Since the people of the Church of Light were busy dealing with the fallen angels at this time, the coalition soldiers lost the support of the blessing spell and their physical exhaustion became serious. Every time a coalition soldier died, the red mist emitted by the bloody skeleton would turn him into an undead, which would then deal with the coalition forces in turn. Therefore, the undead of the demons became almost endless.

Without the support of the Light Mage, even though some Water Mages cast water healing magic, their levels were too low to have much effect. Most of the Allied soldiers were panting heavily at this time, and the weapons in their hands became heavier, while the Undead surrounding them did not feel tired at all, but rushed up more and more ferociously.

Looking at the endless army of undead and feeling their bodies becoming increasingly exhausted, the coalition soldiers gradually felt despair.

"Are you going to die?" There was a look of resentment in everyone's eyes.

At this moment, bursts of aqua blue raindrops fell from the sky, covering a large area. Hundreds of thousands of coalition soldiers felt a gentle force entering their bodies, which not only dispelled their fatigue, but also instantly lifted their spirits.

The aqua blue raindrops lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour, and this quarter of an hour was enough for everyone to recover most of their strength.

"kill--"

The morale of the coalition soldiers who had recovered most of their strength was greatly boosted, and the weapons in their hands once again bloomed with brilliant fighting spirit and gorgeous magic, and the demon undead army fell in droves. The coalition soldiers who were able to hold on until now were the elite among the elite, at least the third level. Facing those skeletons that were not even the first level, although they were not in the majority in terms of numbers, they still had the upper hand.

On the left side of hundreds of thousands of coalition troops, Chu Lingfeng had a smug smile on his face. The blue raindrops just now were naturally the water healing magic he summoned, an eighth-level group healing magic. In order to heal hundreds of thousands of troops, he summoned it eight times in a row. Fortunately, his mental power was enough. If it were any other eighth-level magician, he would probably die of mental exhaustion. After all, group healing magic consumes much more mental power than other attack magic.

Behind the hundreds of thousands of coalition forces, the Dark Church's army broke through the heavy encirclement of the undead and quickly moved towards the coalition forces. In fact, the people of the Dark Church were relatively lucky. Since the Light Church attracted most of the firepower of the Fallen Angel Legion, there were not many Fallen Angels who went to trouble them, and they were easily dealt with. After all, there was no shortage of Saints among the Dark Knights, and among them was the Dark Great Sword Saint Luomu.

The army of the Dark Church was moving very fast, with the Great Sword Saint Romu and several Dark Sword Saints charging in the front, followed by thousands of Dark Knights, and at the end were the Undead Magicians and the thousands of Dark Knights guarding them. They formed a cone shape to break through the blockade of the Undead army and quickly approached the coalition forces.

With the support of the Dark Church, the remaining hundreds of thousands of coalition forces were temporarily safe. Chu Lingfeng then turned his gaze to the battle circle where the Light Church was, and looked at the Knight of Light who had transformed into an archer, bending his bow to shoot the angel, and smiled.

"I wonder what's happening with the Mad Dragon Legion and the Wolf Cavalry?" Chu Lingfeng was a little worried. The two elite troops of the Chu State were facing the abyss beasts, so the situation was definitely not optimistic.

With eight vampires and nineteen undead knights leading the way, Chu Lingfeng's undead army was like a sharp knife, easily tearing through the defense line of the demon undead army and heading towards the Chu army, while also gradually moving away from the location of the Holy See of Light.

Chu Lingfeng, who was gradually walking away, naturally didn't know that the Holy See of Light was facing a serious crisis at this time. The powerful four-winged fallen angel broke into the siege and directly threatened the Legion of Light Magicians.

Soon, the huge figure of the abyss beast appeared in Chu Lingfeng's sight, and once again destroyed the demon undead army blocking its way. The figures of the two elite troops of the Chu State suddenly appeared in front of him.

As he expected, the two elite troops of Chu were also in danger. What shocked Chu Lingfeng was that the dead elite abyss beasts were also turned into undead by the red mist. Although the strength of the skeleton-shaped beasts was seriously reduced, most of them were only at the sixth or seventh level, and their movements were slow, they still had considerable threat. Thousands of skeleton beasts did not participate in the fight, but relied on their huge bodies to form a high wall to firmly block the way of the coalition forces.

Although the Mad Dragon Corps was known as one of the most elite assault troops on the continent, it seemed weak in the face of the terrifying abyss beasts. Fortunately, thousands of abyss beasts were killed in the battle with the Fire Phoenix Knights. Otherwise, the nearly 20,000 Mad Dragon Knights might not be enough to fill their teeth.