Necromancer: A New Era

In the distant sky, the roar of the explosion was like the roar of the gods, shaking every inch of space. A figure fell like a meteor. It was the famous sword master among the three holy pillars of mankind. At the same time, the Pope also floated down, surrounded by soft golden light. This sacred light made the sword master's condition recover slightly.

"Damn it, there's something wrong with this guy. He attacks with all his might every time." The Sword Master cursed in his heart. He could feel that the power of the Orc King was strengthened by the demonic energy, and every confrontation put him in a dilemma.

"Cover me!" the Pope growled.

"Hey!" The Sword Master growled, mobilized the fighting spirit in his body, swung his sword horizontally, and rushed forward to buy time for the Pope to cast his magic.

The Pope looked solemn. He began to mobilize his mental strength, muttering to himself and praying for the divine power to slowly start working. The light around him gradually gathered.

The orc king in the air was like a demon descending to the earth, holding a huge axe, and his roar was mixed with terrifying air waves, sweeping towards the two of them.

The Sword Saint did not dare to neglect it. He used his sword energy to protect his body. A number of shining swords formed by the sword energy spun and danced around him. At this moment, the Orc King raised his axe high. A flash of black air passed by, and the shadow of the axe instantly grew larger. With the Orc King's great force, he chopped it down fiercely.

Facing this shocking blow, the Pope chanted his spell faster and faster, and the light became more and more dazzling. The Sword Master gritted his teeth and used the sword to block the blow.

"Dang!" A deafening sound echoed between heaven and earth, and the Sword Saint was smashed deeply into the ground as if he was hit by a cannonball. The Orc King was also forced to take a few steps back by the recoil force.

At this moment, the Pope's magic was finally completed. As he waved his hand, a huge beam of light descended from the sky, smashing towards the Orc King with unmatched force. The Orc King had no way to avoid it, and was hit head-on by the beam of light, letting out a shrill howl. As the beam of light continued to hit it, the black gas on its body quickly dissipated.

When the beam of light disappeared, the Orc King fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string. The Sword Master struggled to climb out of the pit, and looked at the Orc King lying on the ground, and he breathed a sigh of relief. However, just when he thought the battle was about to end, something strange happened!

A beam of black light shot up from the place where the orc king fell, and a huge black light column burst out with pure demonic energy. Seeing this, the pope secretly cried out in his heart that it was not good! He quickly chanted the spell in his mouth, condensing a dazzling holy light. A huge force emerged in front of him, and the holy light outlined a huge palm like a hill, and slapped the orc king fiercely. The violent power overflowed, and at the moment when the two forces touched, the surrounding space seemed to collapse.

When everything calmed down and the dust dispersed, it was found that the black light column was not affected. The majestic figure of the Orc King holding a huge axe slowly floated. He closed his eyes, as if he was being baptized. The huge power merged into his body. The Pope's attack just now did not have any effect on him.

At the edge of the distant battlefield, Tang Yue's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring closely at the battle ahead. From the moment the conflict broke out, his heart was concerned about this area, because he knew very well that the victory or defeat here would determine the direction of the entire war.

The figure of the orc king stood out on the battlefield, and his every move revealed an indescribable weirdness. Even from a long distance, Tang Yue could feel the suffocating sense of oppression, which made him frown slightly.

The Pope and the Sword Master, two of the best humans, kept testing the Orc King's strength, but the opponent was as firm as a rock, as if their attacks could not shake him at all.

Suddenly, the black light dissipated, and the Orc King slowly opened his eyes. A powerful force surged in his body, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahahaha... Hahahahahahaha!!!" The laughter shook the sky, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

The Sword Saint and the Pope were shocked by this sudden change. A drop of cold sweat quietly slipped from the Sword Saint's brow, and the Pope subconsciously waved the scepter in his hand, and two bright golden lights instantly enveloped the two of them - this was the 9th-level defensive magic, the protection of the God of Light.

However, the Orc King seemed extremely excited at this time: "Thank you so much, Your Holiness! The power that I have been trying to integrate for so long but couldn't, has been successfully integrated with the help of your magic. This bit of divine power has allowed me to enter the realm of demigod! In order to thank you for your 'help', I decided to send you to meet your gods!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the orc king, and the giant axe in his hand became hot, and even the air seemed to be burning. The next moment, the giant axe emitted a dazzling red light and swept out. A huge axe blade carried an unparalleled momentum and attacked the two of them, as if it was going to split the whole world in two.

The Sword Master gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist. The fighting spirit burning around him was like a real flame, trying to block this fatal blow. But would this blow work against the Orc King who was in the demigod realm? Tang Yue watched all this nervously from a distance, his heart full of worry and expectation. The outcome of this battle would determine the fate of all mankind, and as a bystander, he could only pray and wait...

The red light streaked across the sky like a meteor, and the Sword Saint shot into the distant mountains like an arrow, raising a cloud of dust. The Orc King roared and chased after him with the force of a violent storm, his giant axe breaking through the air and coming down with great force. The Sword Saint had just gained a firm foothold when he had to fight back hastily, thrusting out with his long sword.

At the same time, the pope gathered his divine power, and a golden spear shining with holy light appeared out of nowhere, aiming directly at the orc king. However, the orc king just waved his arm lightly, and an invisible ripple spread out, and the seemingly indestructible spear collapsed in an instant.

The clash between the giant axe and the long sword was like Mars hitting the Earth. Under this earth-shaking force, the Sword Master fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. The ground collapsed due to the impact, forming a huge pit.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Pope used his magic again, but the Orc King just waved his hand, a black light flashed, and the Pope's attack disappeared.

The Sword Master struggled to stand up. There was a shocking wound on his chest, and blood stained his clothes. He leaned on the sword with one hand, breathing heavily, but his eyes were determined.

In the distance, five Saint-level human warriors saw this and flew over to support resolutely. They joined forces to gather sword energy and launched a fierce attack on the orc king. However, in the eyes of the orc king, this attack was just a small fight. He smiled contemptuously, flew up, and defeated the sword energy with unparalleled strength. The five warriors flew backwards like fallen leaves blown up by the wind.

The orc king chased one of them, and the black mist wrapped around him, and the strong man immediately let out a heart-wrenching scream. Seeing this, the Pope's eyes focused, and he no longer hesitated. He put his hands together and prayed, preparing to cast a more powerful divine spell.

However, at this critical moment, the orc king crushed the head of the strong man with one hand. He raised his giant axe and was about to rush towards the pope, but was stopped by the sword master without hesitation.

The orc king showed a look of surprise, but it was soon replaced by anger. The huge axe in his hand instantly transformed into a huge double-edged sword, with a sharp edge and flashing black light. He swept the sword out with great momentum.

The Sword Saint shouted to encourage himself, his fighting spirit burning, and he was even willing to burn his life in exchange for more powerful power. He swung his sword to meet the Orc King's giant sword, and a violent aura burst out when the two swords intersected. However, the Sword Saint was ultimately no match for the Orc King's power, and as he flew backwards, a mouthful of blood gushed out, mixed with pieces of internal organs and slipped from the corner of his mouth.

Even so, the Sword Master still had no intention of giving up. He struggled to stand up and prepared to attack again. Seeing this, the other four powerful Sanctuary masters followed suit and began to burn their lives to gather their strength to launch a final charge towards the Orc King, because they knew that if they did not fight desperately at this moment, once the Holy Pillar fell, humanity would face the disaster of genocide!

The Orc King was completely enraged. He swung his giant sword surrounded by black light and carried the power to destroy the world. A sharp sword energy crossed the sky, and the four Sanctuary powerhouses exploded in the sky like cut paper. The five human Sanctuaries were so vulnerable in the hands of the Orc King!

At this moment, the Pope's eyes were determined, and he was gathering his strength more urgently. His prayers became louder, and his magic mixed with divine power was about to be revealed to the world.

The orc king narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of danger brewing in them. He was about to stand up to kill the danger, but the sword master once again stood in front of him. For the sake of future generations and the future of the human race, he was ready to sacrifice his life. A cold light flashed in the orc king's eyes, and he raised the giant sword on his shoulder and kicked forward. Even in his prime, he couldn't withstand the blow of a demigod-level strongman, let alone the spent force. With a scream, he was kicked away and died as if he could no longer hold on.

At this moment, the Pope's attack was finally completed. The Pope overdrew his life force and cast the divine art of Judgment of Light, which enveloped the Orc King. Even with his demigod-level strength, he continued to scream. The Orc King angrily threw out his giant sword, and a black light flashed. The extremely empty Pope was hit by the giant sword and fell to the ground.

Tang Yue stared at the battlefield. The situation was unpredictable and his mood became heavier. When he saw that the Sword Master was in danger of death and the Pope was seriously injured and fell to the ground, he sighed in his heart: "It's all over!"

As the power of judgment gradually dissipated, the orc king finally broke free from the clutches of death and stood up shakily. He covered his face and burst into wild laughter, which echoed in the empty battlefield.

“Hahahaha, hahahahahahahahahaha!!!”

At the center of the battlefield, the eldest prince was seriously injured, but he had no time to take care of his own injuries. He witnessed the fall of the two Saint Pillars, and the last hope in his heart was shattered. At this time, the wounded Alex led two Saint Domain-level strongmen to fly over, swung his sword, and the surrounding orcs fell one after another.

"Your Highness, the situation is irreversible, let's retreat!" Alex shouted.

He then used his strength to quickly evacuate with the eldest prince. The two Saint-level masters also shouted loudly: "The whole army retreats!"

The human warriors responded and began to evacuate the battlefield in an orderly manner. However, some warriors were still entangled by the enemy, and they could only fight bravely to buy time for their compatriots to retreat.

Tang Yue's heart was filled with pain. He realized that the disaster had finally come.

On the battlefield in the distance, the Pope struggled to get up. He stroked his abdomen, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to fight to the death, the Sword Master also struggled to stand up. He looked at his old friend beside him, and endless sadness surged in his heart. He recalled the efforts made by the martyrs for the future of the human race, but at this moment, it all came to nothing. He whispered to the Pope: "Old friend, it seems that God wants to destroy our human race. Let me do my last effort for the human race!"

The tacit understanding of many years made the Pope understand the Sword Saint's intention instantly. The Sword Saint ignited the last of his strength and rushed towards the Orc King. The blood flowers floating in the air were like blooming fireworks, sad and tragic.

The orc king was shocked by the sword master's courage. He did not try to stop him, but watched quietly as the brave human rushed towards him. However, when the sword master approached him, he suddenly attacked and punched the sword master in the abdomen. The force of the collision caused the two to separate quickly, and then the orc king crossed his hands over his head, preparing for the upcoming self-explosion.

However, the explosion did not happen as expected. There was a sudden pause in the air, followed by a deafening roar.

"Boom~~~!!!"

The orc king was blown away by the powerful impact and fell heavily to the ground. His armor was shattered, his body was stained with blood, one of his left hands was missing, and there were shocking wounds all over his body.

The fox tribe's sanctuary priest flew over, looked at the devastated battlefield and the seriously injured orc king, and quickly used magic to heal his injuries.

The Pope, who was flying far away, felt heartbroken, knowing that his friend had sacrificed his life for the future of the human race. This war was undoubtedly a huge disaster for the human race, but they had to keep moving forward to find a ray of hope.