The Witcher: Elemental Lords

This was just the ground forces; there were also aerial forces.

In the distance, three level-six wizards slowly followed the undead army, unhurried, seemingly certain that Dorlay had no reinforcements.

Aisley stood in the wizard tower, the transparent wizard tower array allowing her to see outside. Her heart trembled slightly, but the thought of controlling six level-six wizard towers calmed her down.

A complete, energy-filled wizard tower was even more powerful than two or three wizards of the same level, not to mention she now possessed six. Although these wizard towers had only absorbed a few days' worth of energy, they were fundamentally stronger than ordinary wizards.

However, the opponent was a necromancer, and Aisley was also afraid of their endless army, especially since these wizard towers were not yet complete and had limited energy reserves.

The army slowly advanced, like Mount Tai pressing down, putting immense pressure on Aisley.

The two main bodies hadn't arrived yet; it would take at least another ten minutes for them to get here. Without the main bodies, the Tower of Babel wouldn't be here either, which meant one less major combat force.

Aisley's doppelganger frowned deeply.

Within the magic array, on the ground, materials rose up one after another. Dorlay manipulated magic, refining and fusing the materials, creating finished products, and then slowly placing them on the newly built wizard towers.

Dorlay also felt the immense aura of death outside, but he had no time to spare. He had to quickly create the final wind and lightning towers.

The reason for putting the most familiar ones last was because of that familiarity. The magic patterns were familiar, the magic arrays were familiar. Regardless of the world, magic patterns, as the underlying rules of the world, were basically universal.

Leaving them for last, perhaps they could give someone a surprise?

Through refining these eight wizard towers, Dorlay felt his strength had improved again, learning knowledge from other directions and dialectically comprehending his own abilities.

Wizards should be like this, learning more, making connections, and improving themselves.

Wizards comprehend the world, not just a single element or aspect. Truly advanced wizards understand comprehensive development, improving their self-cultivation, compensating for weaknesses, and constantly exceeding the limits of their own abilities.

He glanced outside; the undead army was less than twenty kilometers away, and its numbers seemed to be increasing along the way.

Too many wild beasts had died along the way, but it didn't matter. Low-level undead were just extras; the main threat was those level-five and level-six undead.

He looked at Aisley beside him and said, "They don't know our exact location yet. With the magic array concealing us, they'll probably test us with low-level undead first. I'll summon those wizard towers back now and assemble a simple wizard tower cluster array. You hold them off for now. The main body will be back in fifteen minutes at most. The golden corpse can't attack yet; the opponent is a necromancer and probably has some way to deal with it. I have to give them a surprise."

Aisley nodded, her eyes firm, "I know. I'll do my best."

Six simple words, Aisley spoke with resolute determination.

Dorlay smiled and said, "It's okay. If we can't beat three level-six wizards with six wizard towers, that would be too much to bear."

Seeing Dorlay smile, Aisley inexplicably felt a little more relaxed. Indeed, six level-six wizard towers shouldn't be afraid of three wizards, even if they were necromancers.

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Above the wasteland, wherever the death army passed, the surrounding creatures, after being confused for ten minutes, began to flee in all directions on a large scale, trying to stay as far away as possible.

Magical beasts fled, even forming a small beast tide, surging in all directions, looking quite spectacular.

Those who couldn't escape were eroded by the aura of death and quickly became part of the undead, while those who escaped ran even faster.

In the face of life and death, the actions of any creature were the same: all were fleeing for their lives.

Wherever the undead army passed, the earth turned gray and white, with no third color.

The army soon reached the front of the magic array.

In the sky, two necromancers looked ahead, seemingly seeing nothing but a gentle hillside, but in reality, it concealed a huge gully, where Dorlay should be.

On the hillside, green trees provided shade, full of vitality, with various creatures living there.

But at this moment, the small animals and magical beasts in the forest were frantically fleeing in all directions.

At this moment, the two looked at each other, their eyes filled with an emotion called desire.

Not only was their opponent inside, but there was also a golden corpse inside, enough to tempt even level-seven experts. How could they not be tempted?

At this moment, the two were both teammates and opponents.

At this time, they saw the six wizard towers around the plain hillside rapidly converging towards the wizard array in the middle.

Seeing this, their eyes released intense light, and then they waved their hands forward.

On the ground, the undead army had stopped, obeying orders, uniformly and neatly. At this time, they were still two kilometers away from the bottom of the hillside.

As the two waved their hands, the undead formed from ordinary creatures who had just been deprived of their vitality took the lead and charged towards the hillside.

Wolves, insects, tigers, leopards, foxes, and other ordinary creatures separated from the undead army and rushed forward with all their might.

The army charged out and quickly reached the bottom of the hillside. The vanguard quickly rushed into the front of the magic array.

Just then, what seemed to be a hillside suddenly shook, gradually disappearing and revealing the real gully inside. On both sides of the hillside, the energy of the earth's veins rapidly converged towards the middle distance. The magic array only trembled slightly, and a strong energy fluctuation was generated out of thin air, sweeping towards the vanguard of the undead army.

These were just things formed from ordinary animals. The energy fluctuation only swept lightly, and patches of undead fell, turning into corpses and bone fragments.

The continuity of the energy wave was very strong, constantly pushing out from the gully, rushing forward along the opposite side.

Whirr.

Patches of low-level undead fell.

In the sky, the two necromancers didn't care about these. Those were purely cannon fodder, perhaps not even cannon fodder, completely spoils of war that came along after walking over.

Using these spoils to test out the opponent's magic array was still worth it.

The energy fluctuation dissipated five hundred meters in front of the rear undead army, completely disappearing.

However, the opponent's magic array skills were truly enviable. An ordinary energy wave actually pushed forward from the ground for a full one and a half kilometers. This range was simply astonishing.

I just don't know how many times it can be released.

"Let the level one and two undead go and test it out again."

The two only discussed it briefly before sending out a second wave to continue testing.

Ordinary zombies, ordinary skeletons, and other ordinary undead walked out from the army and continued to charge towards the hillside. They stepped on the corpses of their own kind, their empty eyes only containing the will of the undead warriors, charging forward.

One and a half kilometers, one kilometer, five hundred meters. Soon, the second echelon arrived at the front of the magic array again.

At this time, within the magic array, the energy in the surrounding earth veins fluctuated again, and a super-strong energy wave was generated again, pushing forward along the ground.