[Second Update]
In the sky, the magic cannons fired a second volley. The floating city even came crashing down, ready to fight to the death with the bone dragon.
The God of the Weave no longer cared about the safety of the floating city. They had to get within fifteen thousand meters for the lightning dragon to be effective.
The fear in the Violet Angel's heart was at its peak. Had he been swallowed by the bone dragon? Had he been digested? Or had he become an undead?
Raphael cried out as well. She cried out for her comrade. The Battle Angel was rarely alone in battle. Raphael was instinctively worried for her comrade.
The Violet Angel's head entered the bone dragon's mouth. Hearing Raphael's cry, the Violet Angel revealed an intoxicated smile.
She'd actually cried out!
* Puff … *
A huge lightning cage appeared in the Violet Angel's head and stuck in the bone dragon's throat.
The bone dragon couldn't close its mouth. Not only could it not close, but it also felt extremely uncomfortable. The electricity on the lightning cage was much stronger than that of Salin's domain. With such a thing stuck in its throat, it couldn't suck it in or spit it out. The bone dragon's body tilted in the air and almost fell to the ground.
Yellow light reappeared beneath Salin's feet. He turned in the air and returned to the bone dragon. The lightning ball in his hand was sent into the bone dragon's other eye socket.
* Boom! *
The lightning ball actually exploded, shattering the bone dragon's soul fire. This time, the bone dragon couldn't maintain its flying state and finally fell to the ground.
Salin hadn't expected the battle to end like this. The Violet Angel was the weakest of the three, but the bone dragon had lost because it had swallowed his head.
"Full attack!" Salin gave the order. His voice was like a huge thunder, echoing in the sky above Alchemy City.
Then, Salin brought Raphael with him and dove to the ground. The floating city had already come down, and the Necromancers began to clean up the half-undead in the city. These half-undead were powerful beings, many of them above level-10.
But compared to the bone dragon, the floating city wasn't much to worry about. There was no need to fear these half-undead rushing to the floating city.
Salin came to the Bone Dragon's side. There was a huge axe on the ground, a divine weapon.
Salin ignored the Divine Artifact. The Bone Dragon was not dead yet. Yellow light shone beneath Salin's feet. He stood in mid-air and looked down at the Bone Dragon.
"Master, please don't refine me into a puppet." The Bone Dragon's voice was already somewhat indistinct. The Amethyst Angel's head was stuck in its throat, making it nauseous as it spoke. This was the effect of the spirit. As an undead, it relied on the power of the soul to make sounds.
"Why?" Salin asked.
"Please show me some respect. It won't hurt you."
"But if you want to kill me, given my temper, I'll tear you to pieces and refine you bit by bit. Of course, what you said makes sense, but if you want to get something, you have to pay the same price. If you want my respect, then please give it to me. "
The Bone Dragon only let out a long sigh.
Salin lowered his altitude slightly. He was afraid that the Bone Dragon would counterattack on its deathbed, so he didn't dare to get too close.
It wanted to die with dignity, but it had attacked Salin with all its might just now. How could Salin not have any resentment? For dragons, preserving corpses was very important. But what could it use in exchange?
Just tell the young Master in front of it that he was a good person?
This Master was clearly not a good person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to kill so many Alchemy City Masters back then. The Bone Dragon remembered very clearly that when it had landed here, the battle had been at its most intense. It was this young Master who had led the huge floating city into a frenzy of slaughter.
"Master, I only have one thing to exchange with you. It might not be as good as my body."
"Speak."
"I have the coordinates of a dragon graveyard, but it's an immemorial dragon graveyard. There are no spirit dragons guarding it, so there might not be any suitable bones for you."
Salin hesitated. A graveyard without spirit dragons, and an immemorial dragon graveyard. Such a place might have been abandoned for hundreds of millions of years. The dragon bones in the graveyard might have long been searched by the gods or immemorial humans.
Of course, such a place would not be dangerous.
Compared to the Bone Dragon, the spirit dragon could only be stronger.
"If you are willing to exchange, I will give you the coordinates. Please put my body in the deserted graveyard." The Bone Dragon's eye sockets exploded. Its Fire of the Soul was scattered and difficult to gather.
"If I find nothing in the graveyard, I will bring your bones back." Salin reluctantly agreed to the Bone Dragon's request.
In this dragon graveyard, even a little bit of Death Energy was very important to the Wing Skeleton. The Death Energy would precipitate. If it precipitated for tens of billions of years, even a little bit could allow the Wing Skeleton to successfully advance and comprehend the rules of the undead.
If there was a pile of weathered bones left, the bone powder could also be used by the Wing Skeleton to create intelligent undead.
No matter what, Salin would not easily agree to let the Bone Dragon go.
The Bone Dragon heaved a sigh of relief when it saw Salin's hesitation. No matter how annoying Mages were, they were liked by many races. Very few Mages would go back on their words.
Salin did not collect the Bone Dragon's last Fire of the Soul. The power of the ball-shaped lightning had already worn away the value of the Fire of the Soul. After Salin obtained the coordinates, he put away the Bone Dragon's body, dug out the Purple Angel's head, and returned to the Floating City.
There was no longer any suspense in the battle of Alchemy City.
No matter how strong the half-dead were, they rarely had any flying units.
The Floating City occupied a high position and was a pure attack. There was almost no need for defense. As soon as the powerful half-dead appeared, they would be locked on by the large Thunder Dragon Spear. In front of the Thunder Dragon Spear, creatures of the Undead and Holy Elements were relatively weak.
The cleanup went on for more than half a month. The vitality of the half-dead was too strong, and there were too many of them. Salin only managed to clean up Alchemy City at the beginning of February. Then, he spent another half a month to repair the damaged buildings and walls.
The rebuilding of the Elemental Hand was not something that Salin needed to keep an eye on.
His current target was the dragon graveyard.
The coordinates provided by the Bone Dragon were not far. Moreover, the coordinates were very clear. Salin calculated through astrology, and there was no spatial danger.
When the Alchemy City was about to be completed, Salin built the plane teleportation portal. He took the Wing Skeleton and Raphael to the dragon graveyard.
Daniel also came with him.
Daniel did not expect such a good thing. He was a Necromancer. If he could enter a dragon graveyard without danger, he would advance to level ten no matter what. No matter how trashy his talent was, with the help of Salin and the Wing Skeleton, there would be no danger.
His Flames of the Dead were purified by the Wing Skeleton. Otherwise, he would not have reached level nine.
The light of the teleportation portal only lasted for a short moment. After experiencing spatial fluctuations and boundless darkness, Salin's feet stepped on a cold land.
This was a pitch-black continent. There was no sun or moon, only very weak stars. There were no clouds in the sky, and no wind on the ground.
It was almost a vacuum here, and the air was difficult to breathe.
Salin let Daniel return to his magic booster. The floating-space city was left on the Myers Continent. The magic grid in the magic booster was enough for Salin to carry a large number of soldiers.
When Salin stepped on the land of the dragon graveyard, in the tower of the Elemental Hand in Alchemy City, a young fallen priest faced three mages and said, "My name is Van Gogh. I once served the Black Purgatory."
"You said there is something important. What is it?" the mages urged impatiently. They had no interest in the fallen mages.
"I, I am here to kill you on behalf of Salin." Van Gogh smiled.
"Ha …"
"If Salin wants to kill us, he doesn't need someone else to do it. Go to hell!" The three mages attacked at the same time. Dimensional Wind Blade, Violent Fire, and a simple Deep Blue Aria.
Van Gogh smiled, and his body suddenly disappeared. Having lost their target, the magi casually dispersed the spells that they had released.
The three of them were not angry when facing Salin. That was because Salin's equipment was too terrifying. After all, they were level-11 mages. Their ability to control magic was also top-notch in this world.
"In that case, there is nothing more to say …" Van Gogh's body appeared again, as if he had jumped out from a parallel dimension.
"Silence!" One of the mages shouted. He did not want the fallen priest to use the Minor Prophecy spell. That kind of fallen divine spell made people's hearts cold.
"It's useless." Van Gogh's body disappeared again. When he reappeared, the Silence spell had failed. He actually had the ability to break free from being targeted.
"The god I once served, please allow me to steal your power and judge the people before me." Van Gogh's prayer was a little cynical, but the following phenomenon made the three mages' expressions change.
In the tower, space changed, and a fiery land appeared under their feet.
It was the Purgatory. On a distant mountain, a group of Purgatory Walkers were driving the soldiers of the Purgatory towards a palace next to a volcano.
This fallen priest, with his power alone, had dragged the three of them into the Purgatory.
Van Gogh smiled and said, "You guys take your time to think of a solution. I'm going back."
"Wait …"
The three mages called out, but remembered that they had signed an irrevocable contract with Salin. They immediately became dejected. They did not even have the chance to surrender.
Van Gogh's body disappeared from the Purgatory plane. When he reappeared in the tower, his clothes were already drenched in sweat.
"Damn it, this kind of fallen divine spell consumes too much energy!"
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