Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone

In the escort squad, a warrior saw one of the five Demon Descendants with a scar on his face playing with a dagger and exclaimed.

"Oh? Are you talking about the guy who ran as fast as a rabbit?

Unfortunately, he’s already been slaughtered by me!"

The Scarred Demon gestured with the dagger across his neck and smiled sinisterly.

"You bastard!"

Upon hearing this, the warrior’s eyes turned red with anger, and he drew the broadsword from his back, ready to charge.

"Don’t be impulsive, Zhang Shan!"

When the group of Demon Descendants appeared, Captain Xu Feng had already drawn his weapon and taken a defensive stance.

Although the news of a familiar comrade’s death also angered him, his rational mind still curbed his teammate’s rashness.

Hearing Xu Feng’s command, the warrior Zhang Shan reluctantly pulled back his step, his eyes bloodshot, shouting at the Scarred Demon opposite, "I will kill you!"

"Alright, you’ll have a chance later.

I hope you don’t fall apart as easily as your companion!"

The Scarred Demon sneered dismissively, showing indifference.

"Stop fooling around, let’s finish this early to avoid more trouble!

Earlier, one almost escaped, and the boss wasn’t happy!"

Another Demon Descendant walking alongside the Scarred Demon frowned and said.

"It’s fine, you’re always worrying.

These weak humans, each one is too lacking in strength.

They can’t cause any waves at all."

The Scarred Demon extended his long tongue to lick the blade of the dagger in his hand.

His bloodshot eyes emitted a murderous intent from within.

"Where did you come from? What are your intentions ambushing here?"

Captain Xu Feng could see that they came with ill intentions but still tried hard to extract information.

"You talk too much, save these questions to ask your dead companions later!"

The Scarred Demon replied impatiently.

He leapt forward, thrusting the dagger in his hand toward Xu Feng.

"Your opponent is me!"

Since knowing that his friend was killed by the Scarred Demon, a grief-stricken Zhang Shan kept his attention on him.

Seeing him make a move, Zhang Shan’s hands bulged with veins as he gripped the broadsword tightly, rushing ahead of Xu Feng and swinging the sword towards him.

"Haha, now this is thrilling!"

Faced with the heavy weapon blocking his path, the Scarred Demon was not frightened but joyful instead.

He laughed darkly, suddenly sped up, and in his still left hand somehow appeared a blood-red dagger.

As he reached Zhang Shan, the twin swords suddenly burst with dazzling silver light.

One sword blocked the handle of Zhang Shan’s broadsword, while the other swiftly stabbed into Zhang Shan’s unguarded abdomen.

In disbelief, Zhang Shan staggered backward, clutching his abdomen.

In just one exchange, Zhang Shan, a Bronze Upper Rank swordsman known for his elite status in the Dawn Legion, was severely wounded!

"Blood Skull Suicide Squad!!!"

"Watch out! Zhang Shan!"

Seeing things going wrong, Xu Feng sidestepped to shield Zhang Shan.

From the weaponry and squad configuration of the Scarred Demon and his companions, Xu Feng had deduced their identity.

"You are the Blood Skull Suicide Squad from the Calamity Sun Demon Country?!"

The Scarred Demon and his companions, hearing Xu Feng’s shocked voice, exchanged glances with satisfaction on their faces.

The Scarred Demon arrogantly responded, "You’re quite perceptive, too bad you lack the strength!"

This so-called "Blood Skull Suicide Squad" as mentioned by Xu Feng was something he heard about during a low-level officers’ meeting of the Dawn Legion.

It was established by the Shadow Church of the Calamity Sun Demon Country, a pure assassin legion with members of Bronze and even Silver rank.

They specialized in utilizing the high mobility of the Shadow Demon Descendants and Demons to conduct sabotage and assassination missions behind enemy lines.

This squad, in units of five to six, had a notorious battle record on the Calamity Sun Demon Country’s battlefield.

Had it not been for the Dawn Legion’s counter-measures, deploying elite forces for special operations, this Blood Skull Suicide Squad would have caused even greater trouble.

Yet, unexpectedly, the Blood Skull Suicide Squad, who had been silent for so long, resurfaced behind the Dawn Legion’s battlefield.

"I’ll leave the rest to you, there’s no decent opponent, it’s boring!"

Having gauged Xu Feng’s overall strength, the Scarred Demon turned around uninterestedly.

"If that’s the case, why don’t I play with you!"

In response to his arrogant tone, a lazy voice echoed from behind Xu Feng and his team.

"Lieutenant Colonel Fang Zhou, why have you come out!"

Captain Xu Feng, aware of his limitations, knew that with himself, a Bronze Upper Rank warrior, along with a few Black Iron and Bronze-level warriors, defeating the five from the Blood Skull Suicide Squad was wishful thinking.

However, he was relieved that he had taken the mission to escort Lieutenant Colonel Fang Zhou, a stabilizing presence in the team.

With Lieutenant Colonel Fang Zhou, a Silver rank Undead Mage, repelling the Blood Skull Suicide Squad should not be a problem.

"Mage!"

Hearing Fang Zhou’s voice, the Scarred Demon looked over quickly.

"Silver Mage!"

Sensing the powerful magical energy emanating from Fang Zhou, all the Blood Skull Suicide Squad members were stunned.

They no longer wore their previous mocking expressions but instead quickly drew their weapons.

To Xu Feng, Zhang San, and other Dawn Legion warriors’ surprise, instead of escaping upon realizing Fang Zhou’s formidable power, the Blood Skull Suicide Squad members grinned coldly in delight.

"Such a young Silver Mage, seems like we’ve caught a big fish this time!"

The Scarred Demon grinned.

Fang Zhou smirked at him, "I think so too!"

He lightly waved the Soul Shattering Bone Staff in his hand, making the first move, summoning over a dozen Silver Upper Rank Blood Spirit Warriors.

Over a dozen Blood Spirit Warriors emerged from the Personal Tomb, immediately clogging the path, sealing off the Demon Descendants’ assault route thoroughly.

Both sides were elite fighters, each holding a deep-seated blood feud, thus they wasted no words and directly engaged in battle.

"You think just these few worthless undead can block me!"

The Scarred Demon unleashed a slash of silver-colored Battle Qi, aiming at the Blood Spirit Warrior on the left.

Unexpectedly, the silver Battle Qi that could even cut through a Silver rank Mage Shield was withstood by the Blood Spirit Warrior.

It retaliated with an axe as if untroubled, the immense force almost made the Scarred Demon’s hand numb.

Is this really the weakest kind of undead creature at the same level?

At that moment, five piercing shrieks filled the air.

"Watch out above!" a one-eared demon descendant in the back shouted.

The Scarred Demon looked up to see five blood-red bone arrows coming abruptly.

Unprepared to dodge, he could only use the gathered Battle Qi to block them.

Though he managed to break the five bone arrows, this round of Battle Qi was considerably depleted.

Realizing his vulnerability, he finally noticed the five Blood Spirit Archers wielding bows behind the Blood Spirit Warriors group.

His face changed, and his rich battle experience made him immediately realize the threat posed by these archers.

The longer it took, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

Gritting his teeth, he unleashed his full Battle Qi, spinning the twin daggers like a windmill toward the Blood Spirit Warriors group, targeting Fang Zhou’s position.

Meanwhile, the other four Demon Descendants also advanced toward Fang Zhou from different angles.

Although they lacked much experience fighting Undead Mages, they had some encounters with other Summoning Series Magic Professionals.

According to their reasoning, the most effective tactic against such Summoners, who rely on numerous summoned creatures, was a decapitation strike.

As long as Fang Zhou, the Summoner, was dealt with, the other summoned creatures would pose no real threat.

The plan seemed perfect, but reality was harsh.

A mere five Silver Lower Rank Shadow Demon Descendants couldn’t cause any waves in front of Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou casually cast a few Rotting Curses and commanded the Blood Spirit Warriors to thoroughly beat the five Demon Descendants, among whom the slightly weaker Scarred Demon was the first to fall.

While dodging the axes of two Blood Spirit Warriors, he was immobilized by a Ghost Strike executed by a Blood Spirit Assassin emerging from the shadows, then his head was smashed into his abdomen by the ensuing axe attack from a Blood Spirit Warrior.