In the Necromancer Realm, the battle was nearing its end.
Ye Shui had initially created only six spirit creations, but as more and more undead were defeated by his summoning spirits, he began creating more. The speed of creating spirit creations also increased rapidly.
He had grasped the trick: manifesting those game characters from his mind through spirit creation magic was simply too easy.
This highlighted the difference between a transmigrator and the native inhabitants of this world.
When it came to comprehending magic, Posili’s talent was even slightly higher than his. Having received magical education as a child prodigy in the Magic Guild, her knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary people. But if asked to create a powerful warrior image, she absolutely could not match Ye Shui. After half a day of effort, she could only create an Ice Queen summoning spirit based on her most familiar Ice Queen. How could that compare to Ye Shui’s assembly-line production speed?
Soon, the battle in the Necromancer Realm reached its final stage.
“Whoever takes down the last general gets Wu Shuang Diao Chan, Wu Shuang Da Qiao, and Wu Shuang Xiao Qiao, all for themselves!” Ye Shui shouted.
This ultimate incentive was incredibly potent. One by one, the Wu Shuang spirit creations activated frenzy mode and charged into the enemy ranks.
Countless undead clashed in a chaotic melee.
In the sky, dozens of massive Necromantic Dragons circled and tore at each other. Among them, the largest, Dragon Bao, occasionally let out deafening roars.
Ye Shui had been watching his grimoire intently. On the grimoire’s map, the blue representing his undead forces blended with the red of the enemy undead. At first, blue was only a small patch, but through continuous battles, it slowly expanded, gradually devouring the red. Soon, blue encircled the red, and like silkworms feeding, the red areas began to shrink, shrinking… until the final moment.
Accompanied by Wu Shuang Zhao Yun’s heroic cry of “The enemy shames me by stripping my clothes!”, he completely eliminated the last Necromantic General on the red side. On Ye Shui’s grimoire map, it now displayed a complete field of blue.
The female spirit creations gathered around Wu Shuang Zhao Yun one after another, swaying seductively with boundless allure.
Wu Shuang Lu Bu, Wu Shuang Guan Yu, and the others knelt on the ground in utter dejection, pounding the earth with their fists repeatedly…
However, the enemy undead had not been fully defeated yet, because the Spirit God King Zaguras remained unkilled.
Zaguras was now the master of the Necromancer Realm. Without killing him once, it was impossible to seize the mastery from him. Ye Shui zoomed in on the grimoire map and saw a patch of flickering red underground.
The current Zaguras was hiding underground. That place had originally been a cave, but now he had sealed the entrance. The underground labyrinth was extensive and interconnected. He lacked the courage to face Ye Shui head-on, but hiding underground was sufficient to avoid detection.
Upon realising this, Debbie said somewhat irritably, “What a coward, hiding like a rat underground. Ye Shui, hurry and command those undead to dig him out. We have to unearth him!”
“The Necromancer Realm was originally a small world, a place where the treant race lived. The underground was occupied by shadow spiders, their caves nearly covering the entire world. The God of Gods later refined it into the Necromancer Realm, and those caves still exist. That brat Zaguras is hiding in the caves. If we want to dig him out, we would probably have to excavate the whole Necromancer Realm.” Selti said at this point, while speaking, her muscle-bound body continued performing a series of impactful poses.
Not long ago, Ye Shui had considered preparing a new body for her, but then the undead army attacked, so it had to be postponed. Since then, up to now, she had remained in this musclebound hunk combined with ethereal loli appearance…
“It seems we can only force him out then.” Hearing Selti’s words, Posili immediately said. At this moment, she felt an urgent impulse to prove herself. As the Xiang King Archmage, she absolutely could not let others look down on her. She summoned her terrifying grimoire, over a person’s height, and began flipping through it rapidly. “I just mastered a new super spell, [Assault of the Ice Age]. Using this spell, I can infuse cold air into the entirety of the Necromancer Realm’s subsurface and thoroughly drive Zaguras out…”
“No need for that much trouble.” However, upon hearing Posili’s words, Ye Shui smiled and said.
Posili looked at Ye Shui. She did not realise that her gaze at this moment carried a hint of fear… not fear from terror, but fear of the heavy blow she was about to receive. Her voice trembled slightly. “You, what do you plan to do?”
Ye Shui did not answer her. Instead, he took a deep breath.
Divine Guard Suit!
Mysterious patterns instantly crawled over Ye Shui’s body. His iPad grimoire vanished without a trace, and Aid’s consciousness appeared in his mind. “Master, at your service.”
“What day is it today?” Ye Shui asked via thought.
“Saturday, Master.” Aid replied.
“Perfect.”
Ye Shui said with a smile, his body slowly floating up. Now fused as one with the iPad, he could see the view detected by the iPad. He clearly spotted the Spirit God King’s hiding spot underground. He raised his fist.
“I need Teacher Saitama’s power.”
“Master, the power is unlocked.”
“Very good.”
Under Ye Shui’s command, the endless undead army underground swiftly cleared a space. In the sky, Ye Shui descended like a falling meteor.
Boom!
His fist struck the ground.
The Necromancer Realm’s surface was composed of hard sand and stone, incredibly solid. But with this punch, that hard ground was like tofu smashed underground, or like a stone thrown onto freshly frozen ice. Ripples spread in all directions, spiderweb cracks fracturing densely. Even magma erupted from within.
The earth trembled. The Necromancer Realm was an independent world, like an isolated island floating in the Sea of Chaos. But now, this small island was shaken by immense power, quaking uncontrollably.
Powerful auras swept through like tangible forces. Debbie and the others, standing in the distance, felt as if caught in a desert tornado, their bodies nearly blown away.
At this point, Debbie hurriedly said to Posili, “What are you waiting for? Hurry and use your magic to block the wind!”
Posili: “My magic is not for blocking wind…”
“Ahh—” The Ice Queen created by Posili’s spirit creation magic let out a sharp scream, her body flung into the air. She shouted mid-flight, “Beautiful Miss Posili…”
Posili: “…”
With a darkened face, Posili used her massive grimoire to shield against the wind pressure that seemed capable of sweeping everything away, while casting a powerful spell. Before the group, a massive Ice Fortress condensed. This Ice Fortress blocked the punch’s wind blast, allowing everyone to catch their breath.
But they could still feel the ground shaking. The once solid ground, like a block of iron, was now covered in dense cracks. Looking up, they saw undead being hurled into the sky by the tremendous force, then plummeting back down, like a bizarre undead rain.
The Ice Fortress was transparent, so Debbie and the others could clearly see the scene on the other side. They saw that where Ye Shui had landed his punch had become a terrifying crater. Lava trickled from around the crater’s edges, enormous fissures spreading throughout. Ye Shui had released the Divine Guard Suit, his body gently floating in the air via wind magic.
“Wow, he can actually use that kind of power. It’s unbelievable!” Selti could not help exclaiming, her muscular body excitedly striking explosive poses one after another.
“The president can summon a bald heroic spirit. That bald spirit’s power is very strong.” Green, who had witnessed Ye Shui summon the One Punch Heroic Spirit many times, explained. “He says it’s his trump card, not used on ordinary days.” Then Green subtly pointed to his own bald head. “Baldness is a symbol of heading towards power…”
“Heroic spirit? That punch was clearly struck by him himself. Where is the heroic spirit?” Selti ignored Green’s latter half and asked curiously.
“Ye Shui said that after entering the advanced archmage realm, he can fuse the grimoire with himself. The heroic spirits he summons can also fuse with him.” Debbie explained from the side.
Posili knew what was going on. She said, “Man-book unity. This is a power only a rare few can use. Fusing the grimoire into the body allows for faster spellcasting. Those old fellows in the Magic Guild all know this power. Almost every Xiang King Archmage can do it.”
Debbie immediately asked in surprise, “Can you do it too?”
The little girl had always been very curious. A grimoire that large must be so cumbersome in battle. Flipping pages would not tire one to death? Now she knew the answer: powerful archmages could fuse the grimoire into their bodies.
Hearing Debbie’s question, Posili’s expression froze. “I cannot do it yet…”
“Oh, so you are that ‘almost’ in Xiang King Archmage, right?” Debbie said with a look of realisation.
Posili: “…”
She found that being with this group always led to all sorts of blows… So she hurriedly changed the subject. “But I have never heard of heroic spirits fusing with the host either. That bald heroic spirit is clearly not a possession type, yet Ye Shui can borrow his power…”
Although they had been partners in mischief for some time now, Posili found that this man was still full of mysteries.
Ye Shui’s punch not only shattered the ground; many undead were also affected, their bodies crumbling. Among them were even two or three general-level undead. But their crumbled bodies quickly reformed, and they looked at Ye Shui, now hovering above the crater, with faces full of reverence.
And at the bottom of that crater, amid the cracked fissures, stones stirred. A battered figure slowly crawled out from within. It carried a somewhat majestic aura, but its body was indescribably dishevelled. It was the Spirit God King who had been hiding underground. Looking at Ye Shui in the sky, he revealed an expression of utter fury, gnashing his teeth in a roar. “Ye Shui, you despicable bastard. I will absolutely not let you go. I am the master of the Necromancer Realm…”
As he spoke, the Spirit God King Zaguras’s voice suddenly halted. His eyes turned to the surroundings in terror.
The crater’s edge was now filled with undead. Their somewhat illusory and translucent faces bore ferocious sneers towards him… In the sky, Necromantic Dragons circled everywhere, emitting roars.
With Ye Shui’s command, the endless undead army of the Necromancer Realm launched a merciless assault on their former master.
The undead figures swiftly filled the entire crater, instantly surrounding the Spirit God King Zaguras. Zaguras let out an angry roar from his mouth. He was the master of the Necromancer Realm. Although he had obtained the mastery through deceit and conspiracy against Selti, over centuries or millennia, through devouring spirit magic, he had continuously absorbed undead and spirit gods, gaining immensely powerful strength.
“Even if all of you turn against me, you absolutely cannot kill me!”
He let out a shrill cry from his mouth.
Then his two arms were firmly seized by two Necromantic Generals. Wu Shuang Lu Bu swung his Sky Piercer right in front of him, unleashing a full set of Wu Shuang Frenzy with hearty laughs…
When Ye Shui floated down from the air to Debbie and the others’ side, Debbie was sighing with a face full of pity. “Is he not a bit too pitiful…”
