Chapter 537: Divine claw

Derik stood above the crowd with an indifferent look on his face. His eyes darted around as he watched both sides clash. With his two hundred or so magic beast army, and two hundred undead knights and undead wolves, both sides clashed but Derik did not participate in this battle. He remained airborne as he gazed down on the battlefield resurrecting every dead enemy, slowly blustering his forces.

Since his strength was beyond his expectation and he never expected the creation pathway in this world would be so effective. unlike his previous world where this is called necromancy, and it is considered as a separate form of magic, this one is just a branch of black magic and the opportunity to branch off to other parts is available.

"What the hell is this?" Derik frowned as he saw only a streak of blue light blast through his undead army charging towards him.

His eyes narrowed as he tightened his grip on his black scythe.

Peng!