Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone

This battle was much easier than the previous ones in the water.

With the cave as support, Fang Zhou’s artificial undead army could fully exert their numerical advantage.

Occupying the favorable terrain, Fang Zhou and his team guarded the cave’s entrance, forcing the crocodile herd to attack from a single direction, restricting the number charging forward.

Over twenty blood spirit warriors were divided into several layers, wielding skeletal weapons.

After a short period, countless young crocodiles had already been killed.

Occasionally, stragglers charged in but were cut into two by Leng Feng, the captain, and Zhuo Yue on either side.

For an unknown amount of time, the Hydra crocodiles lying dead at the cave entrance had already piled high.

But looking outside, there were still countless Hydra crocodiles rushing over.

To conserve mana and prepare for the potential appearance of the Golden Crocodile Monarch, Fang Zhou refrained from using wide-area destructive spells like Skeleton Storm and Poison Cloud Skill recklessly.

However, to compensate for the vanguard team’s lack of group attack capabilities, Fang Zhou still summoned several Blood Spirit Mages.

Several Blood Spirit Mages with bodies of red-tinted white, holding two clusters of undead energy in their hands, arrived beside him.

The Hydra crocodiles hadn’t yet broken through the undead’s defensive line. Seeing Fang Zhou summon several more bizarre undead creatures, Leng Feng and others were already unimpressed, only watching to see what special abilities these crimson undead might have.

Upon receiving attack orders, the Blood Spirit Mages wielded their bone staffs and pushed forward with both hands.

An energy ball as thick as a bowl shot from its staff, hitting a two-meter Hydra crocodile at the entrance.

Poison Cloud Skill!

This Silver-level Poison Cloud Skill directly corroded the Hydra crocodile’s head and caused splash damage.

The surrounding Hydra crocodiles began to sizzle and rot on their surface.

"An undead creature capable of casting magic!!!"

Captain Leng Feng and his team were collectively petrified!

It’s not surprising for high-tier undead above the Golden level to cast spells, but Silver-level undead creatures, in their impression, were not supposed to have the ability to cast spells.

Fang Zhou, seeing their ’seeing a ghost’ expressions, shrugged and said, "Actually..."

Qu Shuang waved her hand at him, "Okay, okay, Fang Zhou, you don’t need to explain.

We all know, it’s actually quite normal!"

She muttered, "Anyway, everything becomes normal when it comes to you, this prodigy..."

The others nodded in agreement, even the previously distracted Captain Leng Feng was no exception.

This unexpected little episode invisibly alleviated the shadow in everyone’s hearts since witnessing Captain Chen Peng’s last testament.

The Blood Spirit Mages’ Poison Cloud Skill contained intense undead corrosive poison, spreading and forming a cloud of corrosive poison mist.

As the toxic fog spread, the entrance immediately became a highly toxic area.

The odor emanating from the Hydra crocodile herd, affected by the poison, was almost simultaneously released.

But the pervasive toxic mist did not stop the advancement of the Hydra crocodile herd.

Driven by the hidden Golden Crocodile Monarch, these beasts, seemingly fearless, continued to launch attacks on the cave where Fang Zhou and his team were hiding.

Fortunately, with this cloud of poison, Fang Zhou and his team’s defense became even stronger.

The smaller Hydra crocodiles perished in the poisonous mist before charging in.

The stronger ones were significantly weakened after passing through the toxic mist, becoming cannon fodder for the Blood Spirit Warriors.

Through such repeated cycles, the poisonous mist, nourished by fresh blood and flesh, roiled more fiercely, beginning to expand outward!

The stench-ridden Poison Cloud Skill forced Leng Feng and his team to retreat slightly.

After all, with dedicated Blood Spirit Warriors immune to corrosive poison guarding the front, they didn’t need to worry about any Hydra crocodiles charging in.

"Fang Zhou, you are amazing!

Now, no matter how many of these disgusting creatures come, we won’t be scared anymore!" Qu Shuang laughed joyously.

"Indeed, I now wish for all these beasts to come; it’d be best if they all die in the toxic mist.

Then we can return to the camp unobstructed tomorrow and settle scores with that scoundrel Fan Tianzong!" Zhuo Yue chimed in.

Though the others didn’t speak, it was clear they shared the sentiment.

However, Fang Zhou spoke up, "Though I hate to dampen your spirits, don’t you find anything strange?"

After this series of battles, the vanguard team members were convinced by Fang Zhou, naturally not daring to ignore his thoughts, thus all eyes turned to him.

"Not to mention the wounded Crocodile King still hasn’t appeared, nor have we seen any of those Silver Giant Crocodiles, first slain by Captain Leng Feng during the day.

Isn’t this strange enough?"

Prompted by Fang Zhou’s reminder, Leng Feng and the others indeed felt something was amiss.

The cunning Crocodile King often appears when the enemy’s spirit is most relaxed, which they’ve experienced before.

In the previous battle, all they saw were Hydra crocodiles less than eight meters long, with strength merely at Middle to Lower Silver rank.

So where did those lesser but similarly energy-attacking capable Silver Upper Rank crocodiles go?

"Ah!"

While considering this issue, a shrill scream suddenly echoed from the depths of the cave.

"Oh no!" The group’s expressions changed collectively.

Because Wang Fei had fallen into the water then, torn by several Silver Giant Crocodiles, suffering serious injuries.

Feng Yu was the same.

Even with Qu Shuang’s healing skills, it couldn’t achieve complete healing in such a short time.