This undead magic caster was — a Lich.
The undead obeyed Cocytus' command and looked at the wetlands. He then issued orders to the Blood Meat Hulks standing behind him. They were undeads with fresh red muscles and fats, made by the Supreme Being just like him.
“Kill those three lizardmen.”
The two Blood Meat Hulks obeyed the orders and walked towards the three lizardmen destroying the skeleton riders.
Although Blood Meat Hulks were low-tier undead that could only attack with brute force, they had regenerative abilities. If they were facing physical attack on the same level as them, they would be able to stall for time.
The Lich was certain the Blood meat Hulk could stall for sufficient time.
This wasn’t a good strategy. As a magic caster, the Lich was not good in melee battles, so having the Blood Meat Hulks close to protect him was the orthodox way to fight.
However he couldn’t use such tactics.
The order he received was to ‘show the lizardmen your true powers’. Hence, he had to take the base camp of the lizardmen alone with his overwhelming power.
As the Lich advanced, his terrifying face laughed softly.
He felt this was too easy.
As a creation of the Supreme Being Ainz Ooal Gown, he was far superior to the Liches that spawn automatically in Nazarick. And his mission was to display his might to the lizardmen.
He vowed to win in the name of his master.
“I, Iguvua, will present this victory to my master.”
Part 4
After finishing the extermination of the undead beasts, the lizardmen stooped their shoulders tiredly and sighed in relief. They were saddened by their losses, but had a faint smile as well.
There were many injuries, but they count themselves lucky they didn’t lose more. If the wetland fairies didn’t join the fray… No, if they had appeared any later, their formation would have been broken and they would have been routed.
“Let’s go.”
The Head Warrior said, announcing the commencement of the next fight.
Everyone were weak from fatigue, and only managed to pick up their weapons after some time, and seemed too tired to wield them. They might be exhausted, but the war wasn’t over.
They were needed to take care of the zombies in the distance and guard against enemy reinforcements.
“Alright, bring the heavily wounded back to the village, the rest follow us—”
A sudden burst of flame cut his speech short.
A heat wave radiated out to the surrounding, the two fairies caught in the midst of the fire were swaying weakly.
After the flame dispersed completely without a trace, the appearance of the two fairies was terrible. They were on the verge of falling from that one attack.
Before anyone could scream, the flame blasted once again. The fairies couldn’t withstand the attack and their bodies began to crumble, dispersing into the fire.
The powerful fairies that displayed unmatched strength against the undead beasts were gone. The lizardmen couldn’t process what was happening and had blank expressions.
What happened?
They knew the wetland fairies were destroyed, but they were rejecting this reality. If the two wetland fairies were really defeated, that meant a stronger monster than them was approaching.
The lizardmen couldn’t suppress their confusion and looked around in fear. When they saw an undead in the distance, a fireball was shot from its hand once again.
The fireball that was the size of a human head flew through the air and blast into the lizardmen unit taking point.
Normally, fire would be put out when it come into contact with water, but this fireball was a magical phenomenon and ignored such common sense. The moment the fireball hit the water surface, it exploded as if it had collided with solid ground, creating a tornado of fire.
The exploding flame engulfed several lizardmen— and disappeared.
An illusion— it disappeared so fast that this was the feeling it gave. But the smell of burning flesh— from the lizardmen that laid on the ground motionless was definitely not an illusion.
The undead advanced slowly, its attitude so casual and arrogant. That was the pace of a powerful being confident in its strength.
As the lizardmen were hesitating whether they should charge in just like how they had handled the skeleton archers, the fireball struck again.
The fierce explosion robbed several lizardmen of their lives in a blink of an eye.
The overwhelming power made the previous battle seem like a game.
“Warrgghh!
The lizardmen roared and shook off the fear in their hearts. As several of them were about to charge in with no regards for their lives, a cold voice erupted from an unimaginably far distance.
“— Fools.”
With this word, another fireball burned the charging lizardmen before they could scream.
The undead moved slowly, and the hundreds of lizardmen immediately took a step back. The wall separating the truly strong from the weak forced them back.
“Run!”
A spirited roar sounded out, shocking the lizardmen like lightning. It was one of the Head Warrior.
“That fellow is different from the other enemies! We are no match for it!”
That was correct. The enemy advanced slowly by itself, that majestic swagger made all the lizardmen feel a chill on their skin.
“Run back and report to the Chiefs and Zaryusu.”
“Let us buy some time!”
Yet another fireball exploded, felling several lizardmen.
“Run! Report to them!”
The five Head Warriors ordered the lizardmen to escape as they gauged the distance between each other. They spread out with the blast radius of the fireball in mind, their goal was for one of them to reach the enemy. It was a suicide formation for this sole purpose.
The five of them of them looked at each other after spreading out and sprinted at full speed.
The distance was about a hundred metres. It was a hopeless distance, but they still charged in with all their might. They knew even if they fell while rushing in, it would leave clues for the chiefs and Zaryusu who were watching from behind.
The lizardmen escaped, scattering like the spawns of a spider.
Zaryusu watched this scene calmly. No, Zaryusu had been watching its every move since the powerful enemy showed itself. Watching the undead that was spreading the flames of death.
The movements of this foe was different from the unintelligent enemy earlier, he was probably the enemy commander.
The undead started using the wide area ‘fireball’ attack when the five Head Warriors were about a hundred metres from it. Even though they attacked from five different directions, all the Head Warriors attempting the assault were burned alive en route.
“It is time for us to fight.”
Zaryusu nodded in agreement with Zenberu, Crusch gave her consensus too. She acknowledged that the time when she might sacrifice in the battle field had come.
“That’s right, it is our turn. That one is too powerful. This is probably the right hand man of that Supreme One and the commander of this army… At the very least, it must be an ace.”
“Indeed, it is impossible for anyone to control several undead of that level. But how should we do this? It is a little too far away.”
Crusch’s question gave Zaryusu a headache.
Their aim was not to sacrifice themselves in battle, so a strategy was necessary.
Zaryusu and Zenberu couldn’t fight at such a long distance, they had to close in for melee attacks. And the problem was this distance of one hundred metres.
Zaryusu and the others could take a couple of hits from fireball, but they will suffer more than a couple of attacks before they close the gap. And the real test begins after reaching the target. It was easy to see that taking the attack of the fireball from the front will kill them.