Re: Evolution Online



As Liam charged ahead, a horde of undead descended onto the battlefield as if a terrible storm had picked up out of nowhere. Soul soldiers appeared everywhere, and without warning, the momentum of the battlefield shifted.

While the situation before seemed to be at a standstill with both sides fighting equally, endless hordes of undead on one end and the relentless elites of Crimson Abyss on the other, the current situation completely became one-sided.

The wyverns, the cowardly six-winged lion, the ison generals dominated the battlefield as the other undead scrambled to keep up.

Gliding above the chaos of this war, Liam came to a stop a few meters away from the death knights, Luna standing steadfastly by his side. He took a moment to survey his surroundings, his gaze shifting between the death knights and the red pillars of light.

The death knights, sensing Liam's approach, turned their attention to him. Their eyes, filled with malice, locked onto his figure. The two sides sized each other up, and Liam saw that the death knights were still not attacking him.

"So you won't move even though your army is getting slaughtered, huh?" Liam sneered. "Then it will be my move first." He raised his hand and started gathering the mana in the air around him.

A powerful surge of energy enveloped his outstretched hand. The surrounding atmosphere crackled with anticipation as he channeled his mana core into a devastating attack.

With a mighty thrust of his arm, Liam unleashed a torrent of raw energy toward the three Death Knights and the red pillar near which they were standing. 

The blast tore through the battlefield, obliterating scores of undead in its path. The shockwave created by the attack reverberated, momentarily halting the advance of the undead forces. A huge storm picked up the pace. Sizzling Tornado!

It had been a while since Liam had used this attack, but all of his training and his steady improvement in mana control and mana manipulation, along with his increased number of stats, clearly showed in the attack.

The difference between the last time he had used this attack and this time he was using this attack was momentous. The current tornado was the size of a three-story building, and each lightning bolt that struck could decimate any being that did not put up a defense.

The Sizzling Tornado, fueled by immense power and mana control, blasted toward the three death knights with devastating force. Its fierce winds howled, and crackling lightning bolts lashed out, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake.

Reacting quickly, the three undead elites raised their broad sword brandishing massive flickering blue fire shields to defend themselves against the onslaught.

The tornado collided with the shields, unleashing a devastating explosion of energy. The shockwave rippled through the battlefield, shattering nearby structures and sending debris flying in all directions. 

The brunt of the attack and the resulting damage was also borne by the undead side as the death knights stood at the end of the army.

Though the three death knights were not yet down, several undead perished from the impact. So much so that the force of the attack pushed back the undead forces, creating a momentary gap in their relentless advance. Liam's experience bar increased by a whole 1% because of this. 

However, the death knights did not remain idle any longer. They immediately retaliated. They flew up in the air, charging toward Liam, and at the same time, the necro mages pouring out of the red pillar all started targeting Liam and Luna.

Liam did not let it happen. Right after the Sizzling Tornado, he conjured a Fire Storm. Using the technique he learned from the old elf, he constantly siphoned mana into the attack, letting the fire rage explosively.

Once again, rows of undead perished under the impact of the attack, and even the three death knights couldn't block the attack completely. On the side, the wyverns were decimating the necro mages who were targeting Liam.

And before the other side could recover from this, Luna dashed toward one of the death knights, and Liam lunged at the guy bringing him down to the ground, smashing the big armored skeletal warrior right into the ground, the attack forming a huge crater.

When he was fighting against the isons, he was helpless against the Level 150 ison generals and had to rely on soul attacks, but his current condition was not the same. He no longer needed to rely on his soul strength for an enemy of this level.

Liam continued to beat down the death knights one after the other while blocking the attacks from the other undead. The strange blue fire attacks of the death knights were not strong enough to break his mana barrier and affect him.

On the other hand, his attacks went through explosively. The fight lasted only for a couple of minutes. As the death knights fell one by one, their bodies crumbling into lifeless husks, chaos erupted within the ranks of the undead army. The absence of their commanding elites left the remaining forces in disarray, and their coordination shattered.

Luna seized the opportunity to press the advantage. She darted through the chaos, striking fear into the hearts of any undead that crossed her path. Her swift and deadly movements left a trail of destruction in her wake.

The newly arrived reinforcements were just like that completely destroyed. After the death knights fell, the higher-leveled elite undead no longer stepped out of the red pillar. Instead, only the lower-level undead once again poured out endlessly.

Liam narrowed his eyes and observed the development from the corner of the battlefield. The red pillars were still glowing brightly and remained bigger, but only lower-level undead hordes emerged from within them.

Just like before, the red pillars almost showed no activity except for this. While the rest of the Crimson Abyss cheered for their temporary victory in the battle and celebrated their gains, Liam couldn't help but feel uneasy about the peculiar series of events.

Though the threat was averted for now, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. Clearly, something else was happening here.