Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

Suspended in mid-air, Wu Tianzhen looked at the Spectral Dragon Lord Bosses swarming around him from every direction and felt completely numb.

There was an MMP in his heart, but he didn’t know if he should say it.

Fighting is fighting, and casting magic against magic is the norm, but how could you suddenly stoop to summoning underlings?

If you’re summoning underlings, that’s fine, don’t you have over a dozen epic beasts?

But how could over a dozen epic beasts turn into six or seven hundred Spectral Dragon Lord Bosses?

This is unreasonable!

What happened to the integrity of combat?

To think you hid such a terrifying army and brought it out to gang up on a nice kid with a beard! That’s just too much!

At this moment, Wu Tianzhen truly felt like crying.

Before the challenge, he had thoroughly reviewed all kinds of intelligence and made various preparations.

Whether it’s over a dozen epic beasts, or a sudden addition of ten Spectral Dragons, dozens of Dread Knights, hundreds of Corpse Witch Mages, several hundred vampire legions, countless specter corps, or tens of thousands from the Skeleton Army, he had kept a countermeasure in reserve.

But what the hell are six or seven hundred Spectral Dragon Lord Bosses?

His teachers never taught him how to deal with this situation.

Dragon Dean: Why bother with solving it? Just cast a forbidden curse and wipe them out in one fell swoop~!

"Take him down for me!"

"Roar!~"

In a blink of an eye, except for the hundred Spectral Dragon Lord Bosses still hovering in the air, the rest of the six hundred dived down in formation, initiating close combat attacks.

Why even bother to summon all the Spectral Dragon legions?

Summon a hundred Spectral Dragon Lord Bosses, utilize the Replica Skill at the moment of stepping through the spatial gate, and doesn’t that equate to seven hundred Dragon Lords?

Though there are six hundred knockoffs, their ability to impersonate the real thing can be quite convincing!

With the commanding presence of the Spectral Dragon Lord Boss, combined with the flashing green ghostly eyes atop the Bone Dragon’s head, it’s simply terrifying!

Whether the onlookers outside the arena are terrified, Zi Liyuan doesn’t know, but he does know that Wu Tianzhen, the Element Master, is truly panicking.

Clearly, his summoning of a small squad of Spectral Dragon Lord Bosses has utterly disrupted the opponent’s plan.

What does it matter if you can break the "Anti-Magic Formation"?

What does it matter if you predict that he has over a dozen epic beasts?

What does it matter if you can roughly estimate the strength of his undead army?

Once the Spectral Dragon Army makes its move, all previous plans of the opponent instantly collapse, rendering all countermeasures null and void and completely disrupting their rhythm.

Therefore, next up, it’s time for a performance by Lord Zi himself!

Weren’t you just flaunting your control over all elemental magic spells, mixing and fusing them to keep me pinned to the ground for a hammering?

Now it’s my turn to let you taste what it’s like to be hammered down in real life!

If Lord Zi has the power, he never delays his vengeance overnight!

Faced with the diving melee of the Spectral Dragons, Wu Tianzhen scrambled with protective spells in a bid to save his life, and under the immense pressure from above, he had no choice but to land forcefully on the stage, shrouded by the death fog covering the entire area.

And so, tragedy swiftly came upon him.

The hundred Spectral Dragon originals in the sky plunged rapidly as soon as Wu Tianzhen sank into the death fog, commanding their replicas to clear a spacious flight path.

Once on the ground, Wu Tianzhen, for the sake of his own safety, almost instantly began constructing various protective spells.

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, light, dark, wind, thunder... one by one, elemental spells intermingled, eventually forming a sturdy cage composed of all elemental magics, enclosing him within.

And at the very moment this magic cage was completed, the first Spectral Dragon Lord Boss dived down to his position, unleashing a well-prepared glob of phlegm—Death Dragon Breath, forcefully erupting forth.

The savage destructive power of the Death Dragon Breath, carrying a one hundred percent chance of triggering the Aging Curse, hit the all-elements cage, leaving a moderately sized crack and sapping some of its energy.

What followed was a scene reminiscent of bombing runs, as the queue of diving Spectral Dragons released their Death Dragon Breath.

One after another, cracks appeared on the all-elements cage, and despite Wu Tianzhen desperately pumping his spiritual power into the cage to repair the cracks, it could not withstand the continuous bombardment of the Death Dragon Breath coupled with the Aging Curse.

After fifty hits of Death Dragon Breath and the Aging Curse, the cage was densely covered with cracks, looking as if it might shatter into pieces at any moment.

At fifty-five, the cage fragmented with numerous gaps, no longer able to fend off the relentless erosion of the Death Dragon Breath and Aging Curse, and the forces began to spread over Wu Tianzhen’s body.

Next, it was Wu Tianzhen’s turn to display various elemental spells in a desperate attempt to stay alive. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Unfortunately, no matter how much he struggled, no matter how well he defended, he ultimately couldn’t withstand the relentless assault of the Spectral Dragon’s Death Dragon Breath, which guaranteed the Aging Curse.

In the ninety-fifth bombardment, the cage shattered to pieces, the protective elemental spells broke down completely, and he, utterly exposed, stood before Zi Liyuan.

The situation then turned into a rather gory beating.

Noticing that Wu Tianzhen had deployed all of his protective magic and hadn’t cast for several seconds, Zi Liyuan knew that his opponent was nearly drained dry.

Accordingly, a cold smirk appeared on Lord Zi’s lips, and a flame of vengeance flickered in his eyes.

Just as Wu Tianzhen’s defenses were exhausted and collapsing, a gigantic magic wand emitting a faint purple glow suddenly materialized at the back of his head.