Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone Chapter 335 - 270: Rare Fiery Demon, Surprise Attack Beneath

At that mont, a voice rang in Fang Zhou’s ears. "There seems to be so commotion over there. It sounds like it’s coming from the direction of the Shelter. Perhaps sothing’s happened."

Fang Zhou turned his head and saw an average-looking middle-aged warrior staring into the distance, his brows furrowed. This warrior was evidently the guide NPC for this Simulation Battlefield, and his appearance marked the true start of the battle. The red light still flickered in the distance, like Hellfire dancing in the dark and illuminating half the sky.

The middle-aged warrior NPC stood beside Fang Zhou, gazing at the burning light as his expression grew solemn. He murmured to himself, his voice tinged with unease, "To see such a sight from this distance, could it be a fire? No, no, an ordinary fire couldn’t be so fierce. It’s demons! Demons are attacking there!"

From the side, Fang Zhou calmly observed the middle-aged warrior NPC’s performance. He couldn’t help but feel a touch of helplessness. There was no option to skip the cutscene, so he could only wait patiently for the introduction to end.

The middle-aged warrior’s voice sounded strained, his hands clenched into tight fists, his gaze firmly fixed on the direction of the red light. "Senior Sergeant Fang Zhou, this isn’t the first ti demons have attacked the Shelter."

The middle-aged warrior’s voice was heavy. "Although the Shelter barely withstood the demons’ assault back then, almost all of its powerful warriors were killed. The leader of the Shelter himself died heroically on the battlefield resisting the demons."

At this, the middle-aged warrior suddenly turned to face Fang Zhou, his eyes shining with a determined light. "Senior Sergeant Fang Zhou, we should go rescue the Shelter. Based on past experience, the number of demons attacking the Shelter is usually not large. The situation only seems so dire because the refugees’ ability to defend themselves is too weak. With your strength, if we launch a surprise attack, we might easily eliminate them. When that happens, we’ll be the heroes who saved the Shelter!"

The middle-aged warrior spoke logically. Fang Zhou listened and played along with his performance, nodding slightly in agreent. "You’re right. And since those refugees are all humans from Blue Star, we should at least try to rescue them for that reason alone."

Hearing Fang Zhou’s response, the middle-aged warrior let out a battle cry full of fighting spirit and clenched his fists.

In the distance, the firelight grew brighter against the night, like the gates of hell slowly opening to release a blazing glow. The rescue operation was imminent and could not be delayed for a single mont.

Fang Zhou imdiately took out the Undead Magic Ball, which brimd with powerful energy. As his fingers gently touched its surface, an icy aura spread out. His Spirit Attribute had grown significantly, and the Undead Magic Ball provided powerful augntation effects. Thanks to this, he felt the Summon Skeleton spell flow with unprecedented smoothness and ease. He lightly chanted the spell, and with a flash of ghostly light, fifty Upper-level Apprentice Skeleton Warriors answered his call, arranging themselves neatly before him.

After completing the first summoning, Fang Zhou didn’t stop. He concentrated his Spiritual Power again and cast the Skeleton Blade skill to enhance these fifty unard Skeleton Warriors. After a burst of light, forty of the skeletons gained lee capabilities. The remaining ten beca Skeleton Archers, holding longbows made of bone. After their enhancent, the Skeleton Warriors appeared far more formidable and intimidating.

To further bolster his forces, Fang Zhou then took out the Sealed Bone Bell, which had already been enhanced twice, and gave it a gentle shake. Instantly, a clear and lodious ringing echoed, and the Pearl Bird, Gugu, was released. Despite the jungle being shrouded in a fog that obstructed vision, Gugu could see far more clearly than anyone else thanks to its keen Perception. It circled a few tis in the air, seemingly searching for the best path.

With all preparations complete, Fang Zhou gave the order to move out. Over a dozen lee Skeleton Warriors took point, protecting the middle-aged warrior who walked at the very front to guide the team. Fang Zhou himself, fully ard, followed closely behind, under the tight protection of another dozen lee Skeleton Warriors and the ten Skeleton Archers. The rearguard duty was given to a final group of over a dozen lee Skeleton Warriors. They held their bone weapons aloft, occasionally swinging them at roadside thickets and weeds and letting out sharp CRUNCHES to warn any potential enemies.

Perhaps they were disturbed by the distant fire and clamor, or perhaps they were intimidated by the glinting bone weapons in the skeletons’ hands, but they encountered no obstacles along the way. To prevent his surprise troops from being discovered prematurely by the Abyssal Demons besieging the Shelter, Fang Zhou took out the Marvel he had never used in combat before: the Celestial Curtain Magic Bottle. Following the thod he and Su Xinyan had researched, Fang Zhou manipulated the Celestial Curtain Magic Bottle to release a plu of gray smoke, thoroughly concealing his and the Skeleton Army’s movents.

In this mist-shrouded jungle, Fang Zhou and his Skeleton Legion advanced steadily toward the Shelter.

As the distance shortened, various sounds began to converge, assaulting Fang Zhou’s eardrums. The hoarse shouts of n, filled with fear and determination, mingled with the sharp screams of won, which revealed only helplessness and despair.