Necromancer's Weakness!

``` ... On the hillside. A two-meter-tall Tauren skeleton stood proudly. Heiss stared grimly at Peggy. Unlike the skeleton soldiers, Peggy's bones were far superior in both color and texture. Especially the few bones between her waist and thighs— They took on a dark golden tint overall. This hue looked particularly mysterious and powerful against the night sky. Matthew didn't hesitate. One magic scroll after another was taken from his Magical Bag. Then he tore them apart without a second thought! In mere seconds, A series of strengthening spells had been bestowed upon the Tauren skeleton! ... Bear's tenacity; The strength of a wild bull; The elegance of a cat; The owl's wisdom; Sword Protection; Negative energy shield; ... Considering the enemy's profession, Matthew even invested heavily to equip Peggy with a costly "Heat-resistant Ring"! This would grant her short-term immunity to fire. Arcane auras descended one after another, These strengthening spells pushed Peggy's combat ability, which was just over Tier 3, to the peak of Tier 3! She appeared even more formidable. Yet she was still not satisfied: "Is that all? What about Eagle Prestige? The cunning of a fox? Why not go all out?" Matthew waved his hand: "I'm out of mana." Of course, that was a lie. What he was really thinking was 'Why does a skeleton need extra charm and intelligence modifiers?' "Let's get started, make it quick." He began to use his mental power to command the skeletons to move forward. Peggy didn't ask for more. Her right hand suddenly dipped below her waist— With a crisp snap, She drew out her dark golden thigh bone! This half-human-height bone blade was her weapon of choice. Losing this thigh bone didn't affect her balance or movement, But with this bone blade in hand, Her damage-dealing ability would increase many times over! "Hoo!" The bone blade tore through the air. Peggy charged forward fiercely! The minions who had been in front instantly scattered like birds and beasts. And Peggy's target was clearly not these small fries. With a powerful step, A distance of a dozen meters vanished abruptly. Bang! The bone blade clashed with the short knives the arsonist had hastily drawn. Although Heiss managed to parry the blow, his body sank a few inches. His chest muscles trembled violently. Disbelief showed in his eyes. The next second. The obviously high-quality short knives began to warp dramatically! Heiss quickly released his grip. Then, he rolled on the spot. A whooshing sound grazed his scalp. Half of his previously flowing black hair was shorn off! The top of his head even revealed a bald patch resembling the Mediterranean Sea. "Stupid skeleton not knowing whether you're alive or dead!" Heiss completely lost his cool. He rolled continuously to dodge Peggy's pursuit. Thud! Thud! Thud! Three red potions were smashed onto the ground in front of him in succession. A wall of fire formed in an instant. Matthew, with his keen eyes, Recognized it as "Blazing Glue." "Don't rush in!" He quickly warned. The flames ignited by Blazing Glue were exceptionally fierce. The Heat-resistant Ring might give immunity to heat, but might not exempt from the fire's destructive force. Peggy didn't charge in headfirst. She calmly maneuvered around the flames, chasing Heiss. Heiss, however, was just as cunning. His movements were clearly honed in urban street fights. Utilizing arsonist tools, He effortlessly matched Peggy's moves. His successive ambushes were all dissolved by her. Soon, Peggy found herself surrounded by burning fires, Her range of motion increasingly restricted. The situation gradually turned in Heiss's favor. ... "This arsonist profession kind of counters me..." Matthew noted to himself. This profession was almost certainly filled with evildoers. From now on, every one he met was ripe to be slaughtered! Fire's effectiveness against the undead was clear as day. Not only was Peggy hampered, The skeleton soldiers were instinctively avoiding the fire's reach. Heiss caught on to this. He immediately shouted to his remaining minions: "What are you waiting for? Use Molotov Cocktails, break through the bone-debris blockade, and kill that necromancer!" Heiss's composed command greatly inspired his henchmen. They had been greatly frustrated by the rotting sacs, only knowing to avoid the chasing skeleton soldiers, but now they also snapped back to reality. "Cover me!" Scarface, enduring the intense itch, called to his mates: "That necromancer shouldn't have much mana left, just break through, and we can win!" The remaining three nodded with difficulty, they started moving as a group. The sound of glass shattering became more frequent, flames danced unceasingly on the hillside. It was fortunate that the area was barren and could not sustain fiercer flames. But even so, The skeletons' movements were somewhat affected. ... Scarface made use of the fire to zigzag left and right. All of a sudden, He spotted a gap when the skeleton soldiers were shifting their positions! "Over there!" Scarface called out firmly. He gripped his short knife and charged through. The rest immediately followed. Woosh! The night wind picked up. The shifting flames inadvertently gave him a huge hand. The gap left by the skeleton soldiers grew larger. "Cover me!" Scarface surged ahead with all his might. Skeleton soldiers from both sides came to reinforce too late. But they were blocked by Scarface's comrades with a do-or-die stance. Bang! One companion who was blocking the front got his head split open by a shield swung by a passing skeleton soldier. As he stumbled and fell, He still looked forward to Scarface's increasingly blurred running figure with great anticipation. ```