Chương 1012: 1012 Look at my army!

With the curse activation disrupted, the black mist also started to thin out.

And seeing the emerging black mist disappear without any trace, everyone on the battlefield was dumbfounded.

"Motherfucker!" Kouske screamed in anger. Nothing was going right! What the hell was this now? Why were the debuffs suddenly not working?

"What are you all fumbling about? Quick! Get the fuck back up and activate the damn skill once again!"

The warlock unit hurriedly scrambled and prepared to repeat the steps one more time when unexpectedly, once again, another gale of wind popped up and tossed them all on their asses.

Kouske's eyes widened in shock, witnessing this unbelievable scene.

Was this the work of one of the Ison Generals? Was this the Hive Queen's doing? Was the golden cage not working anymore?

His face paled as he turned to look at the Oracle for some sort of explanation. However, when he did, the damned guy was nowhere to be seen!

"FUCKING HELL!"

Kouske clutched his head and started shouting out profanities in Japanese.

"I knew I should not have trusted that fucking goddamned charlatan. Now he has done it. Now he has finally screwed me over! Of all the people, he screwed me over!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Ass eating bastard! Spineless piece of shit!"

He then turned toward the warlock unit once again in desperation. What else could he do?

"Cast it again! Cast it again!"

Everything around him was unraveling, and he did not know what was going wrong. If this continued, he was really going to die!

"Damn it. Do this fast! Do you want to die? Do you want to die?"

The guy was shouting like a madman. If things continued this way, then before the isons slaughter these troops, he might end up killing them.

To add fuel to this fire, the same familiar voice sounded once again in the battleground.

"Heh. You need to calm down. In tense situations, if you don't, even the simplest and most obvious answers to your questions will elude you."

Kouske stilled. It looked like the third time was the charm. The moment he heard the voice again, he instantly recognized it. How could he not?

After all, it was that man's voice, the person whom he hated the most, Liam!

He was here!

He was here?

Was he still injured? How he managed to escape the trap outside the dungeon or how he managed to get here unscathed despite isons being everywhere could all wait.

A million thoughts raced across his mind, but they were not important at the moment.

The most important point was that this bastard was now going to be the death of him and everyone else here!

"LIAM!" Kouske shivered in anger.

"What are you playing at? Do you even know what is happening? There is a limit to how idiotic you can be!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Liam's voice sounded again, but this time he revealed himself by walking out to the center of the action. He stood smack dab in the middle of the chaos without any care in the world.

"You are going to get us all killed! Look around! Let the warlocks do their job. We can settle our scores later once the insects are eradicated."

Liam raised an eyebrow and let out a low hum.

"That's not going to cut it for me. I prefer to settle our little disagreement right here and right now."

"BASTARD!" Kouske shouted with his veins throbbing and his nerves popping out.

"LOOK HERE! This is what Crimson Abyss does! This is their guild leader! Instead of helping us, he wants to take advantage of the situation and attack us!"

"Fine, I will give you what you want! You want to go up against me? Come! Today we can settle everything!"

Kouske's words conveniently made him sound like a hero, at the same time once again pulling down Crimson Abyss's reputation.

Liam, however, could only chuckle at his pettiness.

In the midst of this hellscape, this guy was still scheming? Was this really the same man who was touted to be one of the saviors of humanity in his last life?

He shook his head in disappointment and once again sent an attack toward the group of warlocks who attempted to start chanting while his back was turned against them.

"Let's stop this. I think you have already sacrificed enough innocents."

"Fuck you!" Kouske spat out.

"What do you know? If we did not do this, then the whole world would have been lost. Now because of what I did, you still have some time left on this planet, moron."

Liam remained silent and did not say anything. He did not want to waste his time explaining things to someone who was going to die. Instead, he unsheathed his sword.

Seeing the familiar sword in his hands even outside the game, Kouske sneered in contempt.

"So it is true. You managed to find some way to bring out items from the game to the real world. No wonder Crimson Abyss was able to race ahead."

"But you made a mistake coming here. Your inflated ego is going to be your downfall. That sword in your hand and everything else you might have are completely useless against my army of undead!"

GROWL!

The next second, the dozens of undead still remaining on the battlefield turned around to lock their gaze on Liam. Kouske laughed like a maniac as he could already taste and relish the sweet moments that were awaiting him.

How long had he waited for this?!

He then raised his hand and activated another skill. This summoned another group of undead, this time consisting of the isons that were just now killed on the battlefield.

All of a sudden, the entire place turned into a graveyard, with the deceased rising and stumbling everywhere.

Strangely enough, they didn't seem to be going after the Hive Queen in the cage, or the Ison Generals, who were currently dazed but focused solely on one individual: Liam.

"Look at this! Look at my army! You little piece of shit. You can't even touch me now. Are you shocked? You didn't think that I would have gotten so strong, did you? It is time you-" Liam did not wait for the guy to finish his monologue. He had already had his fill of screen time, more than what he deserved.

Besides, his main target was nowhere to be seen in the vicinity, so he decided to cut this meeting short and finish up things here once and for all.

While Kouske was rejoicing in his imaginary victory, Liam let out a small sigh and summoned his own army.

The next second, the entire place transformed.