Creak … Creak …
A skeleton soldier with pale bones walked in the forest. There were still a few pieces of broken clothes and armor hanging on the bones all over its body. It held a rusty longsword in its hand. Perhaps because the longsword carried a lot of weight, when its toes stepped on the thick black snow, it kept leaving strange footprints.
Behind it, a large number of undead followed closely behind. The Death Knights were as silent as ever. They rode on their skeletal warhorses, moving up and down rhythmically along with the hooves of the horses. The Undead Fey carried bloodstained scythes on their shoulders and floated three feet above the ground. Their tattered cloaks fluttered even though there was no wind, and from time to time, a gust of chilly wind could be heard from their bodies.
A bone dragon flapped its wings full of holes and flew low above the forest. Its incomparably thick spine allowed Cassandra to easily stand on it.
After the snow disaster, there was no sound in the forest that should have been full of vitality. Not even the chirping of an insect could be heard. All the flowers and plants in the entire forest had turned into black withered branches. Although the tall trees were still standing, they were all bare because their leaves had already withered and fallen under the black snowflakes …
Giovanni turned into a giant bat and flew in the air. From above the forest, he saw the deathly silent scene below. Even though he was an undead vampire who had always lived in a deathly cemetery, he shuddered when he saw this scene in front of him.
That demon … Osiris. How can his ice and snow power be so strange and terrifying? Giovanni muttered to himself. He could feel that this forest had completely lost its vitality, and it had become like this after just a heavy snow.
Roy and Julia were also flying in the air and following behind the undead army. As Julia flew, she could not help but pull up and look down at the forest from above. After landing again, she said to Roy, "The range of your magic power seems to have increased again."
Roy smiled and tacitly agreed. In fact, any spellcaster would have such an experience. With the continuous use and practice of magic, not only would the body form an experience similar to muscle memory, but it would also make the spellcaster's understanding of magic deeper, and the magic they cast would become more exquisite … Roy was in such a state now.
Previously, in the desert, it was much more difficult to use magic power to affect the atmosphere and climate. But in this forest full of water vapor, the power of Roy's magic was vividly reflected.
It did not take long for Roy and the others to reach the center of the forest. Here, Roy took out the Soul Attracting Flag engraved with his Osiris Mark and began to collect the souls in this forest.
As the Soul Attracting Flag was inserted into the ground, the Osiris Mark on it lit up, and countless soul light spots flew toward Roy. Most of the animals in this forest were ordinary animals, so these soul light spots were actually animal spirits. The smallest was the size of a rice grain, and the largest was only about the size of a ping pong ball.
However, there were many of these animal spirits. Roy now had almost run out of souls, so he did not reject any at all. When these soul light spots gathered, it was as though rivers of stars appeared in the entire forest, looking very beautiful.
Seeing Roy plunder so many souls, it would be a lie if Giovanni said that he was not jealous.
Creatures like the undead did not have souls. Their souls had long dissipated the moment they died. The Dead Resurrection Magic of necromancers did not actually summon their souls back to allow the undead to stand up again. Instead, it was a method of using the power of death to protect the body and awaken the remnant consciousness of the undead. In this process, because they did not have souls, the revived undead would often lose a lot of memories. This was also the reason why many undead became muddle-headed and had no consciousness.
The higher the level of a necromancer, the more memories the undead could retain when using Undead Resurrection. Take the skeleton soldiers for example. Although they might not be able to recall their memories from when they were alive, they could retain more battle experience and be more agile and fierce in battle. This was also one of the reasons why the undead under the command of a high-level necromancer were so powerful.
Giovanni was a vampire, and he had transformed into a vampire through a ritual. But similarly, no matter what method he used, he had lost his soul when he became a vampire. This was the price of eternal life. Therefore, vampires were actually a special kind of undead. They relied on sucking blood to maintain the activity of their bodies, so even without souls, they could retain high intelligence and more consciousness.
Therefore, vampires, like other undead creatures, were very jealous of the living with souls, especially the necromancers who were alive but practiced necromancy. They had to carefully use their mental power to enslave these undead. Otherwise, once they lost control, the first one the undead would devour would be the necromancer. Who asked them to have souls?
Because he did not have a soul, Giovanni's body had long lost all senses. Like other vampires, they did not know pain or pleasure. Only when they sucked blood would they feel a long-lost sense of satisfaction. Giovanni knew his flaws, so every time he saw demons plundering souls, he felt a strong sense of jealousy.
Why can demons devour these souls but I can't? If I had the ability of demons, perhaps I could rely on devouring souls to regain my own soul?
However, despite his jealousy, Giovanni knew that this demon in front of him was not a good character, so he could only hide this jealousy in his heart.
Roy was collecting souls. At this moment, the ground trembled rhythmically, and the trees in the distance fell to both sides. Fat Tiger's enormous body charged through the forest, opening a path, and ran in front of Roy.
After arriving in front of Roy, Fat Tiger loosened his mouth and threw a few … dragon corpses in front of Roy!
These dragon corpses that Fat Tiger brought back with his mouth were naturally the infant dragons living in this forest! Although they were infant dragons, they were about two meters long and weighed at least one to two hundred kilograms. They looked like bison.
The bodies of these infant dragons were covered with a layer of black snowflakes, and under the snowflakes was tender green skin. These very soft dragon scales could not provide much protection at all. Fat Tiger's teeth had already bitten through them, and golden blood with red spots flowed out. At a glance, Roy knew that these should be the infant green dragons.
Dragons were very powerful, but their younglings — these infant dragons — were also very fragile, so fragile that they actually died under Roy's Desolate Virus. This was truly surprising.
"Roar!" "Woof!"
Fat Tiger jumped around happily in front of Roy a few times, causing the ground to tremble. He had a very excited expression, and his three tongues hung down and dripped saliva … Roy immediately understood what he meant when he saw this and said in surprise, "You want me to roast these infant dragons for you to eat?!"
Fat Tiger lowered his head in a flattering manner and nudged Roy's body as an expression of his appeal. After rubbing, he lay on the ground and stared straight at Roy with an expectant expression.
"Okay! Okay!" Roy knew that ever since this guy ate roasted meat, he had not been very interested in fresh blood food. This time, he had actually caught a few infant green dragon corpses. He probably wanted to try them and planned to have cumin dragon meat or something …
However, why are there only a few infant dragons in this forest? Don't dragons always value their infants very much? Where are their parents?
Giovanni probably saw Roy's doubts and said, "There are infant dragons here. There's most likely a dragon nest in the forest, but the adult green dragons might have gone out to look for food. It might be a little troublesome when they return …"
This time, Roy was taking advantage of the fact that the adult green dragons were out to catch all their children in one fell swoop …
However, Roy was not worried about the trouble that Giovanni mentioned. There was usually only one dragon nest in a forest. Even if adult green dragons returned, there would not be many of them. Since these green dragons lived here, they might have connections with the elven fortress. If they dared to return, Roy would deal with them together to prevent them from supporting the elves to deal with him.
Therefore, Roy got Fat Tiger to spit out flames, build a fire on the spot, and begin to roast these infant dragons. The smell was quite fragrant, no different from roasted suckling pigs, and even Roy was looking forward to it.
Fat Tiger was drooling. He smelled the fragrance and walked around Roy impatiently, but his eyes were fixed on the meat on the fire, waiting for the meal to start. Giovanni looked at this scene. For some reason, he felt very uncomfortable. It was probably the first time he had seen someone roast infant dragons …
Then Cassandra, who was patrolling, returned with a pile of corpses of elven rangers. She said to Roy, "Master, the news didn't leak out. The corpses of these elven rangers are still far from the edge of the forest!"
"Okay, that's good. As long as we pass through this forest, it'll be too late for them to find us!" Roy nodded.
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