Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

Happy times are always so fleeting.

In the blink of an eye, the second day arrived, and the second challenge match arrived as scheduled.

The Dragon Arena was still packed with people, but the highs and lows amongst all the students were varied.

For instance, the freshmen were extremely excited, some even putting up banners to cheer for Zi Liyuan.

The sophomores, on the other hand, were like bereaved concubines, struck not only mentally but also physically.

It could be said that what Zi Liyuan had done had essentially ground the entire sophomore class and faculty into the dust, stripping them of their dignity.

The juniors and seniors had stern, even ugly expressions on their faces, tinged with intense worry.

The pressure that Zi Liyuan imposed was indeed immense.

Yesterday, when the Spectral Dragon Corps had not made an appearance, the battle between Lord Zi and someone surnamed Wu seemed evenly matched, with no clear difference in strength.

But the arrival of seven hundred Spectral Dragon Lord BOSSes instantly defined the nature of the challenge, a crushing display of overpowering strength.

Seven hundred Spectral Dragon Lord BOSSes! Since ancient times, apart from the monstrous beast tide, no other professional had ever been able to contract summon so many Spectral Dragon Lord BOSSes.

This was a terrifying force capable of slaughtering cities and eradicating strongholds!

How to break through this massive combat strength in just one short day – could their boss come up with a solution?

Only people from the military and the true higher-ups from the Dragon Academy understood that yesterday’s challenge was nothing more than Zi Liyuan showing the tip of the iceberg of his strength.

They had already obtained detailed intelligence from the Plaster Kingdom and had come to a deeper understanding of Lord Zi.

The Undead calamity that erupted in Tokyo City, the various powerful undead creatures that appeared, had all been recorded and filed in Zi Liyuan’s dossier.

The Spectral Dragon BOSS Corps numbered not just seven hundred but had an extra zero added to the actual number.

But what truly alarmed them wasn’t the Spectral Dragon Boss Corps, but instead, the Legion of the Dread Knight King led by the Nightmare Knight.

Their numbers might not reach two hundred, but their level of terror could even surpass that of the Spectral Dragon BOSS Corps.

The Dread Knight King’s innate Lord BOSS talents were simply too overpowered, having a certain chance to deal five times the critical hit damage with just a normal attack!

According to the military think tank’s estimations, with Zi Liyuan’s unearthly luck, the Dread Knights’ chance of a critical hit exceeded 50% – meaning every two hits were guaranteed a critical strike.

Not to mention the Spectral Dragon’s extremely low chance of triggering the Aging Curse, just the normal attacks alone, the Spectral Dragons didn’t inflict as much damage as the Dread Knights!

Therefore, a regimented Legion of Dread Knight Kings was a more terrifying existence than the Spectral Dragon Corps.

Of course, the Great Xia Empire was unaware that Lord Zi’s luck ensured a hundred percent activation of various probability-based skills of his contracted creatures.

A Spectral Dragon Corps capable of a hundred percent Aging Curse activation was his most powerful trump card.

In the Dragon Arena, atop the stage.

Zi Liyuan looked at the woman opposite him, a flicker of confusion in his eyes, accompanied by a trace of admiration.

Majestic and upright, she was like a mountain, exuding a strong presence with a halo of sanctity around her that imparted a warm, heartening power.

She was a Holy Knight steeped in the faith of Holy Light, and according to the information Lord Zi had obtained, this Holy Knight thoroughly embodied the eight virtues of the Holy Knight (humility, honour, sacrifice, courage, mercy, spirit, honesty, justice).

What puzzled him, though, was how a Holy Knight, not an exceedingly rare profession, was able to outclass many prodigies and climb to the top of their grade.

Could it be through super defensive skills and relentless hammering?

In the Dragon Arena’s Special Room No. 1.

"Old Dragon, are you really not going to stop this challenge? Aren’t you afraid they will both be destroyed, beyond any chance of rescue?"

The old drunkard looked at the Dragon Academy’s head, seated in the front row, and spoke with concern.

"If I don’t let him fight this one, he won’t learn that there are always people stronger than him, and that the sky’s the limit.

In the Sea of Realms, anything can happen. A small mishap could lead to death. Consider this a lesson for him."

The head of Dragon Academy spoke in a low voice, without much worry.

"Fine, just don’t ruin two great talents."

The old drunkard took a swig of his drink, smacked his lips, and just like that, his worried expression disappeared as if it had been an illusion.

"I would ruin you before I’d ruin these students."

The Dragon Academy’s head retorted without much warmth, turning his gaze to the stage, where the battle had already begun.

This time, Lord Zi didn’t take any chances and from the start, summoned various Undead BOSSes.

Golden Behemoth, Frost Giant, Hydra Monster, and the Spectral Dragon King.

Of course, Zi Liyuan’s Spectral Dragon BOSS Legion also arrived in full force. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Still overwhelming, their formidable presence undeniable.

"Surrender. You can’t beat me."

After contemplating the Holy Knight’s skills and methods, Zi Liyuan couldn’t see how she could turn the tables.

Even if Holy Light could suppress death energy, he didn’t believe she could defeat his Spectral Dragon Lord BOSS Legion.

"If we’re going to fight, then let’s fight. Enough with the nonsense!"