Chapter 835 - 418 Entering Mithril Castle
Can 3rd Rank magic interfere with high-ranking powerhouses above the 7th Rank? The answer is, of course, no. Therefore, Long Dangdang’s Deep Darkness Magic, under normal circumstances, would also be unable to affect undead of the same level. But the question is, when all the undead are tense, always cautious of the opponents around them, what is their first reaction when their vision and perception are suddenly hindered? Self-preservation, or attack.
Thus, in the instant the black fog enveloped them, Long Dangdang’s group descended into chaos, with almost all undead launching attacks immediately. Their goal was singular—to eliminate the adversaries beside them as swiftly as possible.
After casting the magic, Long Dangdang once again Slide Stepped, changed direction thrice, and evaded the attacks of two undead. He ducked down, concealed his aura, and crouched in a corner.
The surrounding wraith warriors, following orders, would advance a step every so often, thereby shrinking the combat area. But for Long Dangdang’s group, this was clearly unnecessary. In the cover of the black fog, the combat was unexpectedly fierce. When the fog lifted, the only one left standing was Long Dangdang; all the other undead lay on the ground.
The majority fell to mutual slaughter, and naturally, there were many who were seriously wounded—Long Dangdang simply delivered the final blow, effortlessly. Compared to these undead, his greatest advantage was not strength, but a flexible mind.
Through combat, Long Dangdang also discovered that the combat instincts of these undead were not at all inferior to human warriors of the same Rank. However, their equipment was lacking, and their thinking was probably quite rigid; it likely required higher-ranked undead to possess greater intellect. By the 9th Rank and above, they should be entirely on par with humans.
Out of fifty groups, Long Dangdang’s emergence meant he moved into the top fifty. This selection process was truly straightforward and faster than the Federation’s Great Impartation Contest, and moreover, the Wraith Kingdom clearly did not care about casualties. After this round, there were many seriously injured and even more dead. An immense amount of wraith energy stirred and pulsed above the circular plaza.
Long Dangdang thought to himself, This selection for the Prince Consort by the Wraith Kingdom is really simple—is this all it takes to get into the top fifty? Up to now, the princess hasn’t even shown up. Surely, they won’t end up choosing a few and let the princess pick among them? If so, that would be quite sad for the princess.
He just wasn’t sure if wraith entities even had the ability to produce offspring; what use was a Prince Consort to the princess?
After achieving victory, naturally, a wraith warrior escorted Long Dangdang out and took him to one side to wait.