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Having come up with the concept for the skill in a spark of inspiration during his confrontation with Moloc, Tyler's next move was to have Uriel perfect the the idea, creating a brand new skill that was a finished product and no longer required as much effort in using as when he had first used it.
The entire process of the compilation was incredibly complicated and wasn't something a mortal mind could handle as the information contained in the skills' formulas would overload the person's brain whether or not they had mastered all levels and tiers of Magic runes.
Even for someone like Z and Erin whose calculating abilities were beyond that of geniuses, such a task would still take them around a hundred years to accomplish.
This was because every skill held a universal formula to it that allows the skill to be passed down or taught, even if said skill was a unique skill. However, the stronger and rarer a skill was, the more complex the skill's formula became.
This simply meant that creating a skill of this level was almost impossible, even when the basic elements of said skill could easily be found and extracted from another existing skill.
After all, if it was as easy as getting a spark of inspiration to create a new skill, everyone would do it and there would be no need for the Divine Rank - Skill combination, skill.
However, while this was a problem for others, it was a simple task for Uriel to accomplish and had only taken her a few days which was still a lot considering she could calculate and process thing at a speed millions of times faster than light, practically in the smallest unit of time in existence.
This was due to Tyler's own innate ability affecting the skill, Wisdom of Uriel to the point that she also didn't have a limit.
However, this task had still taken her a few days to process. This just goes to show the complexity and sheer quantity of high-tiered skills formulas. Explaining why it was so hard to learn them much less master them.
••••••••••••
•White Nova•
Tyler activated his skill and immediately, the air shuddered as a singularity suddenly formed in front of his outstretched index finger as it shook the space around them.
With a slight flex of his finger, the white dot dropped to the ground and a faintly visible barrier suddenly expanded from it, encasing everything within a 200-meter radius of the singularity.
In the next moment, a wave of white radiance consisting of highly dense matter exploded from the singularity in a blinding white light that immediately drove the darkness away and illuminated the night for a moment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt only lasted for an instant, but it had an immediate and obvious effect that rendered Zerahut and all of Daenerys men speechless.
"Im- impossible!"
Someone from Daenerys's battle legion had muttered those words, and it was carried by the wind. Their mouths were agape as no one could believe what was happening before their eyes.
The instant the light disappeared and their eyes readjusted to the night, everything that had been trapped within the barrier— including the hundreds of Doom Knights and Black knights that were accompanied by beast riders— everything, was reduced to dust and molecules.
In an instant, them members of Zerahut's special unit which had charged in at the dark drake in numbers of around 600 strong was completely annihilated without even buying him a once of time. He hadn't even had the chance to construct a single Magic circle.
[Ridiculous!]
Zerahut bellowed in anger at this absurd situation that had just befallen him despite his centuries long plans and countermeasures.
His mind was at a loss as he could not understand how this had happened. He was well aware that all of his under had been defeated as he had lost his connection to them and there were even demigod level undead amongst them so he had not once underestimated his enemy.
He was fairly certain that none of his guards could defeat this current foe, not because he had expected him to be this strong, but simply because he had assumed he was already surrounded by those demigods that had defeated his generals.
However, that no longer seemed necessary, not when a single individual was capable of destroying a force of more than 500 extremely strong undead.
This was not something he could've evet expected as the Doom Knights that protected were incredibly strong as their cores had been enhanced by the orb of death and thus, they had all evolved to match the strength of an actual Doom Lord.
With the majority of his special unit consisting of said Doom Knights, he had just sent more than 400 of these monsters at a single target.
Such a force was even more dangerous than a hundred Doom Lords. And yet, they had all been eliminated before his eyes, not even offering any resistance.
There was no way ordinary demigods would be capable of this. Even a team of demigods would need to match their numbers by summoning monsters of their own. That would've surely bought him the time he needed to make his move.
'For this to be possible? Does that mean he was telling the truth earlier?... irrelevant!'
Zerahut thought as he resolved himself to do what must be done. With the annihilation of his forces, there was no longer any means for him to handle this situation without making the greatest sacrifice.
He had wanted to avoid this at all cost, it was also one of the reasons why he had agreed to team up with Mammon to begin with. Using such a method would further extend his plans by another century but time was not a problem for the undead.
Thinking of this, Zerahut gripped the orb in his left hand tighter as he contemplated his options, the flames in his eyes dimmed for a moment before shifting about and staring at the scene around him.
There were still a few of his undead minions remaining as the mages who had created a barrier around him hadn't moved to attack and the archers were still left alive.
None of the members of the battle Legion belonging to Daenerys seemed to have lost their lives yet again, which made Zerahut a little curious.
First, the demi-human regiment he assigned to her that was being led by one of her commanders had not been attacked at all despite their close proximity to the undead army and now, none of her guards had even tried attacking during this entire encounter.
Even if they were not immune to negative status unlike the undead, they were warriors on par with his Doom Knights and should be able to resist most mental influence in a short amount of time.
At the very least, a few of them would've broken free and charged ahead, yet it seemed as though they had even moved further back.
Even the actions and demeanor of Daenerys had been strange the moment this strange man had mentioned his name earlier.
'What is this feeling?'
Zerahut could not contain his uneasiness as he observe his surroundings, most of his spies around had been killed off at the same time as the disappearance of the Grim Reaper and he had assumed that had been a result of the enemy's interference,
However, was that the truly the case?
The flames that danced around in his eyes socket disappeared as he expanded his senses across the plains and took in the information around him.
[How infuriating.]
Zerahut spoke gently as he took a step forward, a dense black aura oozed from his person as his figure seems to have expanded massively even though it had not. His opposing figure intimidated all that stared at him, including the battle legion behind.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm[How infuriating, to think even you. The Self-dependent Queen of the south would dare betray me! UNFORGIVABLE!]
Hearing the enraged shouts that sounded like it had come roaring straight out of the gates of hell, Daenerys who had seemed completely dazed just a moment ago instantly returned to normal as a faint smile adorned her beautiful face.
"It seems you've finally noticed it Huh. You're quite quick on the uptake though. I had hoped you'd just die, never realizing what happened after I kill you myself but it seems that really isn't possible. Everything had really gone just as he had said, what a frightening guy."
Daenerys spoke casually as she snapped her fingers and the men returned to normal. Up until this point, they seemed just as clueless as Zerahut but even while not understanding what was happening, they could immediately control their emotions and place their complete trust in their Queen. No longer wavering in their loyalty and completely unaffected my mental influence.
Simultaneously, thousands of demi-humans began to March out of the forest and began to encircle Zerahut while keeping clear of the flying dark drake.
This was the 10th unit of the undead army led by Zero, an 8 foot tall Minotaur with golden rings adorning his curved horns.
Just as Zerahut had just deduced, it seems Daenerys had betrayed him since the very beginning as she had recalled her unit the moment of the first attack and had her men annihilate the ghost he had sent to monitor her forces so he would be unaware of her betrayer till the very end.
He had no idea when she had decided to betray him but that was no longer relevant as he had just been surrounded by his enemies and was completely outnumbered and outmatched.
Even after his undead mages adjusted the range of their barrier to exclud Daenerys and her men, he was still in a precarious situation but that didn't seem to matter to him any longer as he had already found his resolve in the midst of her betrayal.
Daenerys did not give the order for her force to advance as she stood up from her throne and with a casual swipe of her tail, it was reduced to rubble. She had originally been prepared to take on Zerahut by herself if ever the opportunity came.
She did not fancy the idea of living in a world of the dead and Ashe wasn't foolish enough to completely believe his words so she only need to remain close to him until then.
However, a strange man in a mask had visited her a few days ago, he had linked his mind with hers in the presence of Zerahut and her men but everyone including her had failed to notice him until he revealed himself to her via the connected mental link that had been bypassed all her mental defenses and created a mental space for them to Talen face to face.
With that alone, she was quite sure that if this man had wanted to, he could've easily taken her head at any moment but had chosen to spare her life and had made her an offer she was unable to refuse.
However, thanks to his words, Daenerys now knew the full extent of Zerahut's power as she understood that she could not defeat him even with a force of more than 3,000 and help from her elite force.
At first, she had doubted the convenient and extensive knowledge the man possessed on an Eldar Lich that had never once left his cave until recently, but having seen all of his predictions come true without fail, she now had absolute trust in him and was only moving as he commanded.
"All mages and archers, aim for the undead king and let loose! No one is to approach! Fire!"
As the demi-humans followed the lamia's Queen's instructions, one person was at a loss on the current situation as they just stared dumbly at the rapid turn of events.
Of course, that person was none other than Tyler who could not understand what had just happened to make the enemy suddenly begin to fight themselves.
'What the hell is going on here!'