Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone

Chapter 762 - 493: Full Firepower, Decisive Victory, Secret of the Soul Box!

"Ice Shield" and the sudden appearance of "Frost Armor Skill" blocked the charge of the Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior.

"Frost Nova!"

The Skeleton Mage slammed his magic staff on the ground, and an ice-blue halo erupted with him at its center. Olaf was instantly frozen. Ice crystals spread rapidly from its feet to envelop its entire body, turning it into an ice sculpture.

The Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior was also forced to retreat, its six demon blades letting out a piercing grinding sound under the impact of the Frost Nova.

The Skeleton Mage raised his magic staff, and a cone of ice crystals shrouded the area before him, forcing the Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior back.

"A few insignificant ants want to challenge me? You’re too naive!" The Skeleton Mage’s voice was filled with derision and anger.

A frosty aura permeated the main tomb chamber. He raised his left hand, pointing his bony fingertips at Fang Zhou.

"Frost Spear!"

A long spear formed from ice took shape in the air, shooting towards Fang Zhou with a bone-chilling cold.

Unwilling to bear the brunt of the Skeleton Mage’s firepower alone, Fang Zhou activated his [Flash Bracelet]. His figure flickered, disappearing from his spot and reappearing amidst his undead army.

The Frost Spear struck empty air, exploding into a spray of ice crystals.

The Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior charged again, its six demon blades slicing through the air in deadly arcs.

However, the Skeleton Mage’s magic staff rose once more. "Frozen Shackles!"

The power of frost solidified into chains in the air, binding the airborne Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior tightly.

The Skeleton Mage’s piercing laughter rang out. "Ice Burial!"

BOOM!

An explosion from within—the power of frost erupted inside the Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior, destroying its internal organs and major blood vessels.

This Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior, which Fang Zhou had created only moments before, was now grievously injured and on the brink of death!

"You see? You’re still too naive, my little mage. I’m going to slowly peel off your skin!"

The Skeleton Mage raised his magic staff, targeting Olaf.

At that moment, however, Fang Zhou’s [Resurrection of the Dead] skill landed on the Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior. His fingers traced a ghostly green rune in the air, which transformed into a stream of light that drilled into the warrior’s body.

The Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior’s body began to rapidly repair itself. Under the effects of the death energy, its shattered organs and blood vessels reconnected, and the frost’s corruption was dispelled.

"Stand up and continue the fight!" Fang Zhou’s voice was low and powerful.

The Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior’s eyes reignited with ghostly green flames. Its six demon blades lifted once more, their edges wreathed with the aura of death.

Then, Fang Zhou activated his [Strong Calmness] skill. Its Transcendent affix quickly restored his mana. He once again summoned a large number of undead summoned creatures, filling the gaps on the battlefield.

"More of them? Does it never end?"

The Skeleton Mage was clearly growing agitated, his aim shifting from Olaf to the undead army.

"These trash undead mean nothing to me! The fact that you can summon so many, however, makes me far more interested in *you*! Tell me your secret, now! As a reward, I’ll make your life a living hell!"

He began casting at high speed. A cold wind carrying dense ice crystals howled forth, enveloping the vast, conical area before him.

"Ice Cone!"

However, Fang Zhou had already flashed away. Though the barrage of ice cones killed many of the weaker Corpse Warriors, that was the extent of its power.

Fang Zhou cast spells to summon more undead creatures, filling the gaps in the encirclement.

The Skeleton Mage dodged and weaved within the encirclement of undead creatures, but he was gradually being overwhelmed. He, who had once sent countless souls to their tragic deaths using the Undead Sea Strategy, was now about to die by the very tactic he knew best.

It seemed that after his transformation into a Skeleton Mage, he had lost most of his ability to cast undead magic and could only rely on frost magic.

From a safe distance, Fang Zhou continuously cast his spells.

Skeleton Heart-Piercing Flying Spear, Skeleton Storm, Poison Cloud Skill, Skeleton Prison, Soul Shock, Poison Nova...

The endless stream of undead magic silenced the once-arrogant Skeleton Mage.

"How can a mere Bronze Mage like you have mastered so many spells?!"

Amidst the Skeleton Mage’s wails, he was gradually forced into a desperate corner.

The Skeleton Mage’s Frost Domain began to collapse. Ice crystals peeled from the walls and floor, shattering into countless tiny fragments. His "Ice Shield" gradually disintegrated under the undead army’s assault, and his "Frost Armor Skill" was torn apart by the Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior’s demon blades.

"No... this is impossible!" The Skeleton Mage’s voice was laced with despair and fury.

He waved his magic staff, attempting to summon another Frost Nova, but Fang Zhou’s [Soul Shock] interrupted his casting.

"It’s over," Fang Zhou said, his voice cold and firm.

He raised the Soul Shattering Magic Ball. The death energy condensed within it formed a ghastly white Skeleton Flying Spear that pierced through the Skeleton Mage’s chest.

The Skeleton Mage’s body gradually disintegrated under the erosion of death energy, ice crystals peeling from his bones and scattering into countless tiny fragments. His skeleton magic staff fell to the ground, the skull at its tip completely shattered.

"You forced my hand, you foolish intruders."

Standing on the shattered coffin, the Skeleton Mage raised his hand, and a stack of magic scrolls appeared in it.

Seeing this, Fang Zhou frowned and retreated behind his ranks of undead summoned creatures.

As is well known, in the Era of Myth, a Krypton Gold Mage and a regular Mage were two different professions. It’s like the difference between a Lucky Man and a Bad Luck Man—two entirely different classes of human. A mage decked out in high-level enchanted equipment and clutching a pile of magic scrolls was a completely different creature from one who didn’t even have a loincloth.