Devil Slave (Satan system)



Instantly, they did as she commanded.

Black Desert Scorpion oil was added to the mix and launched once more into the air.

"Archers! Light them up!"

The Magis on the walls, ready with arrows, their tips on fire, launched the arrows in the air.

As they did, Sarah gritted her teeth.

The reason for this was that she was now using fire.

Fire was a bane to nether creatures, and she knew it.

However, she had no choice.

She wanted to win badly, and she had tried other means, but they did not work.

Smashing the undead creatures did not work, and eating them did not work.

The only thing that managed to be a tad bit effective was the attack with acid, but she had exhausted a lot of that, and the undead still stretched far and wide in their millions.

She had no choice but to use this method.

She had already stated her intention for the nether creatures to back off a little.

And they did. At least most of them did. The others would have to be collateral damage.

The arrows of flame reached the large, oiled stones in the air.

*Boom!*

Loud explosions went out in all directions on impact.

For the first time during this battle, the undead commander frowned.

Sarah noticed this.

Even though her nether creatures took some damage, the target of the catapults was the undead.

Tongues of fire went everywhere on the battlefield.

The sight of which made Sarah laugh heartily.

She waved her hands again. This time around, the Nether creatures that looked like vultures that had sacrificed the demons in the beginning were sent forth.

This time around, their talons carried barrels of oil.

They flew about the battlefield, letting go of the barrels of oil.

*BOOM!*

Explosions went out in all directions as the barrels of oil added to the already existing flames.

Making the tongues of fire run wild.

Sarah's laughter was even louder than ever.

However, something unbelievable happened.

Instead of a frown, the undead commander actually had a smile on his face.

With a wave of his hands, creatures from behind his army of undead rose into the sky.

These creatures looked like prehistoric dinosaurs.

Their skin-wing span was abnormally large.

They stopped just a fair distance from the raging fire.

Their arrival made Sarah's laughter pause.

She couldn't help but instantly frown.

The sight of winged creatures on the enemy's side marked a significant change in the battle tide.

After all, it meant that the undead commander could simply send the creatures over the fire and into her territory.

That would be a dangerous move. She could already imagine it in her head.

However, the undead commander did something she did not expect.

It was something that let her understand that she was not just dealing with a monster.

Rather, she was dealing with a very intelligent monster.

The winged dinosaur creatures—about thirty of them—stopped right before the fire, and then they flapped their wings vigorously.

Each of these creatures had a wing span of over thirty meters.

This was not much to begin with, but their number was a lot, and when thirty of them flapped their wings as vigorously as they did, it made a significant impact on the battlefield.

The smoke that was supposed to have gone up in the air was now blowing into town.

The obstruction of sight was the least of their worries.

The smoke seemed to have a life of its own as it was blown into Sarah's side.

With such strong oil, the smoke that went out was as black as night.

Before Sarah knew it, everyone around her was coughing.

She tried to cover her nose with a hand, but it was of no use.

Fire, encouraged by black oil, rarely ended well.

Soon, the effects of this move showed results.

The Magi were being choked.

It was at this point that Sarah realized that she had dug her own grave with her own hands.

First of all, the Nether creatures could no longer advance as a result of the flames, and secondly, the undead commander had obviously been waiting for this for a while now.

All his actions until this point had been to bait her into using flames.

After all, the undead commander's aim was never to kill the Nether creatures but to kill the Magi hiding behind.

However, the undead commander had to make sure that the Magi died in a manner that allowed the use of their dead bodies.

And this was it.

In no time, Sarah's side was filled with choking smoke.

She had no choice but to command the Nether creatures to attack, but they did not move.

After all, moving forward was commanding them to their deaths, and no one wanted to die, not even these creatures.

Without a choice, she commanded the flying vultures to rush down and attack the winged dinosaur creatures.

But the undead commander had already seen the likelihood of such an event.

Eight of the Dinosaur winged creatures intercepted the Nether vulture creatures in the air, interrupting their advance.

All of a sudden, their battle raged in the air.

However, even Sarah did not have the means to observe it.

The black smoke was too much for her and the other Magis. From coughing, the Magis started to fall one after the other as the black smoke filled the town.

As one would expect, the flames also followed, pushing the Nether creatures back against the high walls.

*Boom!* 

The nether creatures hit against the walls in their zeal to escape the flames.

Sarah was not dumb.

Every hit told her that the walls would eventually not hold, and once they were down, this would be the end.

Unfortunately, there was not much she could do.

In an attempt to stop the inevitable, she turned to her side.

However, she could not find him.

"Austin! Austin!?" She screamed, but she could not find him anyway.

Just then, the walls, unable to hold back against the force, fell down.