Necromancer: A New Era

The Medusa clan is famous for its unique culture and powerful warriors. However, at this moment, all the Medusa warriors are prostrating themselves on the ground, facing unprecedented strong pressure.

This pressure did not come from external enemies, but from two strong men within them - Ephisade and Tang Yue. The power they displayed had far exceeded the knowledge of the Medusa clan. The Medusa clan was born to worship the strong, and at this moment, in front of the absolute strength, they were deeply impressed.

Efizzard glanced at the eight Medusa Saint Domain warriors who were still resisting, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He said nothing, but gently waved the long sword in his hand, and a huge sword energy instantly came out, like the momentum of the creation of the world, directly passing over the heads of the eight Saint Domain warriors and flying towards the distant mountain.

With a deafening roar, the huge mountain instantly collapsed under the sword energy. This scene stunned all the Medusa warriors. They had never seen such a powerful force. The eight Saint Domain masters also gave up resistance and prostrated themselves on the ground.

However, in this solemn atmosphere, there was a voice that was particularly harsh. It was Kashiqi, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared unwillingly: "No! Stand up! We have 80,000 soldiers, enough to crush them, stand up and charge!"

Kashiqi's voice echoed in the empty battlefield, but there was only silence in response. All the Medusa warriors lowered their heads, and no one dared to look up at him. This silence made Kashiqi's roar seem even more powerless and pathetic.

At this moment, Carl walked up to Ephesud and took off his cloak, revealing the tall figure that was unique to the Medusa clan. He looked at Kaschi, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes.

"That's enough," Carl sighed, "Do you know how pathetic you look right now?"

Kashiqi stopped roaring and looked at Carl, his eyes full of astonishment and confusion. He had worked hard to build connections in order to gain recognition from the tribe, and finally convinced the entire tribe to come with absolute strength, but he didn't expect this result.

"Hahahaha," Kasqi suddenly laughed wildly, "Since there is no hope, let me drag you to hell with me!" As he said that, he rushed towards Carl with a scimitar in his hand.

However, Carl just stood there quietly, watching Casqi rushing towards him. When Casqi was about to approach, Carl waved his hand lightly, and an invisible force fixed Casqi in place.

"You are not worthy enough to die with me." Carl said coldly.

Kashiqi struggled to break free from the invisible bondage, but his efforts were in vain. His eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness, but he also understood the gap in strength between himself and Karl.

"Why?" Kashiqi roared, "Why did you betray your own people?"

"Betrayal?" Carl sneered, "Do you think you are leading the tribe towards light? No, you are just pushing them into the abyss. What I am doing is truly for the future of the tribe."

Carl looked at Ephesus and Tang Yue and said, "The power they possess is beyond our imagination. Being enemies with them will only lead us to destruction. If we can cooperate with them, the future of the Medusa clan will be limitless."

Kashiqi was silent. He knew that he could not change anything and could only watch his plan fall through. At this moment, he finally understood how big the gap was between him and the real strong.

As Kashiqi fell silent, the entire battlefield returned to calm. All the Medusa warriors looked at Carl and Ephesud. They knew that from today on, the Medusa clan would move towards a brand new future.

At this moment, Kashiqi's face was ashen, he stared at his brother Carl, who had been forced into a desperate situation by him, but now he was holding the patriarch's scepter and looking down at him. Kashiqi's heart was filled with huge hatred, and this hatred was like a raging fire, burning in his heart.

In the astonished eyes of the crowd, Kaschi suddenly took out a strange lamp from his arms. The lamp had an ancient appearance and exuded a hint of darkness, as if it could swallow up the light around it. When Efissad, who was far away, saw the lamp, his eyes froze, as if he was thinking about something, but he did not say anything to stop it.

Carl watched his brother's actions. Although he didn't know what he was going to do specifically, he didn't interrupt him. He just watched quietly.

Kashiqi hugged the lamp tightly to his chest and thrust the scimitar in his hand into his chest. A stream of blood spurted out and was absorbed by the strange lamp. The lamp suddenly burst into black smoke, which rolled and condensed in the air, and finally formed a sinister sound that came out of the lamp.

"Hey Hey Hey……"

As the black smoke grew, it gradually enveloped a large area around it. In the black smoke, a figure gradually solidified, revealing the image of an evil ghost from hell. This creature exuded a foul odor, as if it had returned from death.

The evil ghost's eyes emitted a green glow. It stared at Kashiqi greedily and asked in a cold voice, "Do you know the price of summoning me?"

Kashiqi stretched out his finger and pointed at Carl who was not far away without hesitation, and said resolutely: "As long as you help me kill him, I am willing to give everything I have."

The evil ghost turned to Carl, licked his lips that were cracked to his ears with his scarlet tongue, and said with a grim smile: "No problem, this deal is a good deal. But I need to charge you a small fee first." After that, it suddenly stretched out a claw and grabbed directly at Caschi's chest, pulled out his heart, and put it in its mouth to chew.

"It's really delicious!" The evil ghost laughed cruelly, then reached out to grab Kashiqi's soul, "As for your soul, I will eat it later. Now, you can watch how I help you get revenge!"

Carl watched his brother being brutally killed by the evil ghost. Although they had a deep grudge, he could not accept his brother's death in this way. Anger burned in his heart. He wanted to rescue him, but it was too late. The evil ghost acted too fast and did not give him any chance.

"Ah--" Carl roared, and his eyes shot out the innate petrification spell, which instantly shot towards the evil ghost. However, the evil ghost flashed and avoided the spell attack at a speed that was almost flashing, and then suddenly attacked Carl.

The battle was about to start. The evil ghost was extremely powerful. Its speed, strength and cruelty were beyond Carl's imagination. Although Carl was the patriarch and had great strength, he was stretched to the limit in front of the evil ghost. He fought hard, but every attack was easily resolved by the evil ghost.

The evil ghost grinned, and each time he attacked, he became more ferocious. Its claws were like sharp blades, leaving deep scars on Carl's body. Carl's blood stained his clothes red, but he still stood stubbornly and refused to surrender.

However, the gap in strength made Carl gradually lose his strength. He was defeated by the fierce attacks of the evil spirits and was seriously injured. Every time he fell, he had to make great efforts to stand up again. But he knew that he could not give up. He wanted to avenge his brother and protect his people and this land.

The battle entered a fierce stage. Carl was covered in blood, but his eyes were still firm. He tightly grasped the scepter in his hand and tried his best to launch a final charge at the evil ghost. The evil ghost was not to be outdone. It opened its bloody mouth and pounced on Carl...

At the critical moment, the atmosphere was extremely tense. At Tang Yue's signal, Efissad flashed over like the wind. His movements were swift and decisive. One hand seemed to have passed through the constraints of the void, suddenly stretched out, and tightly grasped the evil ghost's head.

The evil ghost, who was arrogant before, was now only terrified. It struggled and screamed miserably: "No! Let me go!" Its voice was full of despair and unwillingness.

Efissad seemed to be doing a trivial thing. He easily lifted the head of the demon, like grabbing a chicken that couldn't resist. He walked slowly to Kashiqi's body, bent down to pick up the lamp, and a trace of doubt and familiarity flashed in his eyes. This lamp seemed to have been seen somewhere.

Seeing that struggling was futile, the evil ghost's attitude changed instantly and he began to beg for mercy in panic: "Sir, please spare my life! I am willing to be your most loyal servant, please don't kill me!" His voice trembled, full of desire for life.

Efissad was unmoved. He put away the lamp and turned his eyes to Tang Yue, as if asking for his opinion. Tang Yue nodded slightly. At this moment, black flames suddenly surged in Efissad's hands. The flames burned fiercely, and the evil ghost turned into a wisp of ash amid screams and disappeared without a trace.

Then, Carl struggled to stand up, holding the scepter, and flew into the air, saying in a loud and firm voice: "My people, from now on, we will join the City of Hope and work together for Lord Tang Yue!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Medusa clan erupted in a deafening response, which shook the world and demonstrated their new determination and belonging. At this point, the powerful Medusa clan surrendered.