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Chapter 430

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There wasn't a trace of light in the pitch-black cave, but when the Mage Eye floated closer, it showed an extremely strange tremble. It was like a small boat sailing in a storm, swaying left and right in an instant due to the impact of a powerful mana fluctuation.

Moreover, this magical wave had nothing to do with the Crimson Python.

Lin Li, who had fought with the Crimson Python in Black Clouds Town, was naturally more familiar with the aura of the Crimson Python than anyone else. It was a scorching aura that was like a ball of fire that would burn anyone who got close to it into ashes. What was emitting from the cave was a huge pressure that even the Warlock's Eyes that was condensed purely from mana would lose control under such pressure.

The Warlock's Eyes flew past the cave quickly. Even though the strange tremor only lasted for a moment, it was enough for Lin Li to know that the Crimson Python was dead …

There was no aura of the Crimson Python in the cave. Apart from the strange pressure, there was only dead silence …

However, Lin Li was not surprised. Although the mutated Crimson Python could reach level-20 and above, it was not a natural Legendary magical beast. Be it strength or intelligence, there was an almost irreparable flaw. Compared to natural Legendary magical beasts, the Crimson Python's combat power was at least one realm lower.

Under normal circumstances, such a difference would not be a big deal. However, how could the Blackstone Mountains be compared to normal circumstances? There were thousands of Adventurers from the Malfa Family and 10 Archmages from the Dark Blade. With such terrifying power, even a real Legendary magical beast would have to tuck its tail between its legs, not to mention a mutated Crimson Python.

Lin Li knew that he was too late …

However, Lin Li was not disappointed.

In this world, there were many powerhouses who had the ability to kill the Crimson Python. However, the number of pharmacists who could recognize the Dragon's Tongue could be counted on one hand. It did not matter that the Crimson Python was dead. Although a Legendary magical crystal was precious, it was not to the extent of killing someone. It was fine as long as the Dragon's Tongue had not been taken away …

That was Lin Li's ultimate goal in coming to the Blackstone Mountains …

Although Lin Li had spoken to Gerian casually as if he had suddenly thought of the idea, Lin Li had already begun to think about it when he was in Alanna. At that time, Lin Li had just won the finals, and knew that he would be sent to the Breezy Plains to take charge of a poor Guild of Magic.

At that time, Lin Li had the idea of preparing a batch of Rune Potions …

The Breezy Plains was too chaotic. The Supreme Council, the Brilliance Shrine, and even the Felan Royal Family couldn't really rule this land. How could it be easy for a poor Guild of Magic to survive in the Breezy Plains?

Indeed, his attainments in magic were not bad. He was an Archmage in his twenties, and he might even break through to the Legendary-realm within 10 years. But, so what? There was a limit to how strong a person could be. Unless he reached Geresco's realm, he would never be able to contend with the deep-rooted and massive forces. How could the Malfa Family and the Dark Blade be able to be contended with the power of a single person that had been around for hundreds of years?

The only way for the Tower of Dusk to survive in the Breezy Plains was to nurture a strong enough force.

The 20-odd Magic Shooters in the Tower of Dusk were definitely not enough …

It was obvious from the previous battle. A team of about 50 people from the Dark Blade almost wiped out the entire Tower of Dusk. Fortunately, he and Sendros had arrived in time. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable …

The Rune Potion was the best solution.

Although the Rune Potion would bring about lifelong sequelae for Magic Shooters, how many Magic Shooters in this world could reach the realm of an Archmage in their lifetime? It was no exaggeration to say that 99% of the Magic Shooters in this world would never be able to break through to the Archmage realm. The sequelae of the Rune Potion were meaningless to them.

Once the Tower of Dusk had 10 Archmages, Lin Li's life would be much better. At least forces like the Syer Bandits would not dare to act rashly. In addition, the Tower of Dusk had various magical defense systems, such as the All-Kill Array, the Magical Crystal Cannons, and even the Sky-breaker. Even if a Legendary powerhouse were to invade, he would have to consider if it was worth it …

Furthermore, this was just the beginning.

The purpose of these 10 Archmages was to buy enough time for the Tower of Dusk.

It did not have to be too long. One year would be enough.

Without any external enemies, Lin Li was confident that he could bring the Guild of Magic to a relatively strong level within a year. If he was lucky, it could even be comparable to the Glittergold Trade Union and the Dark Blade!

What they lacked the most now was time. As long as they could get through the first few months safely, everything would be negotiable. Within three months, the equipment business with the Gilded Rose and the potion business with the Glittergold Trade Union would generate stable profits. Coupled with the businesses that were entrusted to Kaman, a huge amount of money would flow into the Tower of Dusk …

With sufficient financial support, the development of the Tower of Dusk would increase tenfold. With loose guild rules, profound magical knowledge, generous resources, and even the guidance of a Legendary-mage like Basel, which mage would not be willing to join such a Guild of Magic?

There was no need for too many. It would be enough if they could attract 20 Archmages to join. The Rune Potion could make 10 Archmages, and among the group of people that Basel had sent, about seven or eight would be able to break through to level-15 within a few years. That would mean about 40 Archmages. Coupled with Ujfalusi, who had become a Lich again, and Basel, who was about to arrive, the two Legendary-mages would not dare to touch the Tower of Dusk's tiger butt, not to mention the Syer Bandits …

And all of this was built on the foundation of the 10 bottles of Rune Potion. The Dragon's Tongue in the cave was the real key!

At this time, the battle between the two forces was coming to an end. The 10 Archmages of the Dark Blade were firmly in control of the battle. Although the Malfa Family had a huge team of thousands of Adventurers, they were still powerless in front of the 10 Archmages who had mastered high-level magic.

After losing about 200 Adventurers, the Malfa Family finally started to retreat.

Just when Lin Li thought that the battle would end with a chase, a strange scene suddenly appeared on the battlefield. Indeed, the people of the Malfa Family had retreated, but they had only retreated to a distance of a few hundred meters, which was only slightly further than the distance they had retreated to from the cave.

"F * ck, what's going on?" Seeing the thousands of Adventurers regroup a few hundred meters away, Lin Li's eyes almost popped out. What kind of joke were these fellows playing? They had already been beaten to a pulp by 10 Archmages, yet they still did not know what was good for them, and insisted on regrouping a few hundred meters away. How was this any different from a young lady who met a pervert at night, and not only did she not run away, but she even did a striptease?

Lin Li touched his nose, and then lowered his head. He could not bear to see that erotic and violent scene …

"Eh?" In the end, just as Lin Li lowered his head, he could not help but raise it again. This was because Lin Li clearly saw that the people of the Dark Blade had retreated …

Lin Li scolded on the spot. "Damn it, do you know how to be lechers?"

Lin Li could not be blamed for being so agitated. If it was anyone else, they would probably jump and scold like Lin Li when they found out that the passion film had been changed to a romance film.

[What kind of nonsense is this …]

Looking at the two groups of bastards looking at each other, Lin Li could not help but curse. He had originally hoped to sneak into the cave during the chaos, but now, the two groups of people who were fighting to the death were looking at each other passionately …

"What should I do …" This time, Lin Li was completely dumbfounded …

It was impossible to sneak in quietly. There were more than 1,000 pairs of eyes watching, and even if he turned into a fly, he would be swatted down by these bastards.

"Do I really have to force my way in?" Lin Li rubbed his nose, unable to make up his mind …

Just then, Sendros suddenly said, "Summon your Humerus Wyrm …"

"Huh?" Lin Li was stunned at first, but then he nodded, and took out the oil lamp with the Humerus Wyrm sealed in it from his pocket …

When the Humerus Wyrm was summoned, all the mages from the Tower of Dusk, including Gavin and Gerian, were scared out of their wits. The huge, pale body, the magical crystal of the Humerus Wyrm that emitted an icy blue glow, and the death aura that filled the entire forest — everything pointed to the fact that this was a terrifying monster that was above level-20 …

This was the top existence among the Undead creatures, the embodiment of evil and death. Its combat power was comparable to that of a Lich, and close to that of a Retribution Knight. It had appeared in countless legends in Anril, and even the knowledgeable Gerian had never thought that he would see it appear with his own eyes one day, and in such a way …

No matter how weak a mage was, or even if he was a mage apprentice, as long as he could summon a Humerus Wyrm, it would mean that he had Legendary-level combat power, at least in theory …

Furthermore, the fella who had just summoned the Humerus Wyrm was not weak at all, and was powerful enough to strike fear into most people's hearts. After all, Gerian had seen with his own eyes how this fella had advanced by leaps and bounds from a level-8 mage to a level-19 Archmage today, and it had all happened in less than a year. Just thinking about it was terrifying — something that most mages could not accomplish in their entire lives had been accomplished by this terrifying fella in a year.

And now, this fella had a Humerus Wyrm in his hands …

Looking at the massive creature that was tens of meters long, Gerian really did not know what to say.

Even Gerian, who had long gotten used to being shocked, was in such a state, not to mention the other mages from the Tower of Dusk. All of them stood there with their mouths agape, staring at the Humerus Wyrm in a daze. If not for the blazing sun in the sky, the mages would have thought that they were dreaming …

"Your luck is really …" Even Sendros could not help but lament when he looked at the Humerus Wyrm.

There was indeed a way to summon a Humerus Wyrm in Necromagic. Usually, a Necromancer would be able to summon one after reaching the Legendary-realm. However, only one out of 10 Legendary-realm Necromancers would be willing to do it, because the price was too high. The mana required to bring a Humerus Wyrm from another dimension to Anril was unimaginably huge. Take Sendros for example — if he were to summon a Humerus Wyrm now, the mana required would be enough for him to drop from level-21 to level-20 …

Ujfalusi was able to summon the Crimson because he had coincidentally left a mark in the soul fire of the Crimson. The Lich of the Scar of Death was able to summon the Humerus Wyrm because it had tied its phylactery to the Gloomy Dark, which gave it almost unlimited mana. How many other Necromancers had the same unique conditions as them?

Of course, the luckiest one was still Lin Li …

The Humerus Wyrm that was sealed in the oil lamp was practically free to Lin Li. Apart from the fact that it required a level-15 magical crystal every time it was summoned, he did not have to pay any other price.

"Isn't this too risky …?" Lin Li was still rather worried after summoning the Humerus Wyrm. To be honest, if not for Sendros' request, Lin Li would not have been willing to summon the Humerus Wyrm under such circumstances.

To Lin Li, it was indeed too risky. The Humerus Wyrm had Legendary-level combat power, and would be one of his strongest weapons for a long time to come. He even had to rely on it to protect the Tower of Dusk. If anything were to happen to it, his future plans would be completely messed up.

It would be fine if it were an ordinary battle, but the ones guarding the entrance of the cave were the Malfa Family and the Dark Blade. Lin Li was rather worried about the 10 level-18 Archmages. They really had the ability to hurt the Humerus Wyrm, or even destroy its magical crystal and extinguish its soul fire.

Faced with Lin Li's worried face, Sendros only said, "Don't worry."

Then, he took out an exquisite box from the pocket of his robe.

The box was about the size of a fist, and seemed to be carved out of wood. It had a simple yet elegant style, and there were two mageweaths drawn on the surface using navy sand ink. Lin Li took a look at it, and realized that the two mageweaths had the effect of suppressing mana. Just as Lin Li was wondering why Sendros would suddenly take out such a box, the old man had already pressed the spring on the box, and it opened with a soft click …

"What … What is this!?" Lin Li could not help but exclaim the moment the box was opened.

There seemed to be a black gemstone in the box, and it gave off a mysterious and deep glow under the noon sun. However, what really surprised Lin Li was the magical wave that this black gemstone gave off. It was an extremely pure death aura, and the moment the box was opened, the aura made people forget about the huge body of the Humerus Wyrm …

"This is the Heart of the Fallen, a treasure that can drive any Necromancer crazy. Even I have only seen six of them in my life. Three of them are with the three Undead Lords in the Shadowglen, and the other three are kept in the Darkness Shrine. Only the High Priest who studies Necromagic has the right to use them …"

"Is this thing very powerful?"

"That's right … To Undead creatures, fusing with a Heart of the Fallen is equivalent to devouring thousands of soul fire. You should know that the only way for Undead creatures to level up is to devour the soul fire of other Undead creatures. This Heart of the Fallen is enough to make any Undead creature reborn …" Sendros paused at this point, and then continued, "However, the precious thing about the Heart of the Fallen is not that it can increase one's strength, but that it can give Undead creatures life …"

"Are you kidding me!?" Lin Li almost bit his tongue in his panic.

Fortunately, it was Sendros who said that. If it had been someone else, Lin Li would have cursed out loud. Life was the domain of the gods. Even the High Elves, who considered themselves to be gods, had only produced one lunatic, Osric …

"Hehe, how can the Dead have a heart? Heart, of course, refers to life … "

Lin Li stared at Sendros for a long time, and finally confirmed that this old man did not seem to be joking. Hence, Lin Li swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and asked with some doubt, "What happens to Undead creatures when they have life?"

"I have only seen three Undead creatures with the Heart of the Fallen in my life, and they are the three Undead Lords in the Shadowglen. You may not believe it, but the three Undead Lords are no different from when they were alive. Even if they stood in front of you, you would never be able to imagine their true identity if they did not tell you personally …"

"F * ck …"

"Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you. These three Undead Lords each have the power of at least level-25 …"

"That's not right …" Lin Li could not help but be puzzled when he heard this. "According to Mr Macklin, the three Undead Lords should have the power of level-23 …"

"You mean that Macklin from the Alanna Guild of Magic? Hmph, he has never seen the three Undead Lords in his life, so how would he know how scary they are? The so-called level-23 is just a guess from the Alanna Guild of Magic. There are definitely no more than five people in the whole of Anril who have seen the three Undead Lords … "

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