"You've successfully infuriated me, damn you, little worm!"
The torrential rain whistled and the dragon lich's figure was looming in the curtain of rain.
"I will let you understand the true meaning of death!"
As the dragon lich's voice sounded, Fangzheng witnessed the tattered ghost ships trembling all of a sudden. Shortly after, they exploded instantly and small undead skeletal dragons crawled out of them. Their features were similar to the dragon lich's, except that they weren't as large.
What the heck! After all this time, these ghost ships were actually made of 'dragon bones'.
Upon seeing this scene, Fangzheng was rendered speechless. He had always been curious about how the ghost ships were riddled with holes. Now, from the looks of it, the ghost ships were likely the form of these undead bone dragons after they folded their wings and "transformed." I didn't expect this dragon lich to have such a wild imagination. Using its disciples as ghost ships? That's a good idea too. Oh, wait. Its brain is full of holes to begin with.
"You're at your wit's end, aren't you, lowly worm?"
Soaring in the sky, the dragon lich sneered at Fangzheng, who stood on the city walls of the Chaos Fortress. At that moment, hundreds of undead skeletal dragons spread their wings and hovered below it. The dragon lich had to admit that Fangzheng's current situation wasn't looking too good. His undead army was basically attacking the ground, but there weren't many aerial units. More importantly, there were hundreds of undead skeletal dragons on the other side!
Even though they weren't as large as Sindagosa, they were at least one-fifth of his size, which was more than enough to deal with the undead army under Fangzheng's command. As for Fangzheng himself? As a dragon lich that had stepped into the Legendary Stage, it could sense that this young man was still quite a distance away from reaching that level. Even though it was rare for him to possess such strength at his age … this was more interesting, wasn't it?
At the thought of this, the soul fire in the Dracolich's eye sockets began to sway again. A Holy Knight who was about to step into the Legendary Realm. He must be that woman's favorite toy. Since that's the case, let me taint his soul and lead him to fall into the realm of darkness and undeath. With his talents, perhaps in a few hundred years, another famous Great Lich would appear. When that time comes …
Aiya, it's really irresistible!
"Catch him!"
At this thought, the Dragon Lich hesitated no more. It extended its front claw abruptly and commanded. Along with this command, the undead skeletal dragons surrounding the Dragon Lich roared, spread their wings, and charged at Fangzheng!
"Sigh …"
Looking at the Undead Skeletal Dragon that was charging towards him, Fangzheng could only sigh helplessly. He had to admit that this Dracolich was really something, and that his thoughts were too lacking. The Chaos Fortress was somewhat useful against the undead army, but against these flying creatures … But now, it was too late to switch to the High Heaven.
Besides, even if it were the High Heaven, Fangzheng wasn't sure if he could stop them. The Dracolich gave Fangzheng a sense of danger, which reminded him of the Lich Overlord that he met under the quarry when he headed to the Bone Plain with Shi Dong's group a long time ago. But back then, Fangzheng couldn't fight it and had no choice but to take the risk.
But now … Haha. Without Shi Dong and Marte around, there wasn't a large group of holy knights watching from the sidelines.
More importantly … He was no longer the same person he used to be.
At this thought, the corners of Fangzheng's lips perked up slightly. He raised his right arm and shortly after, a pitch-black spiritual crystal appeared in Fangzheng's hand.
"Hmm?"
The moment Fangzheng took out the spiritual crystal, the Dracolich felt its spiritual flames tremble abruptly. At the same time, the undead skeletal dragons that pounced on Fangzheng came to a halt abruptly. Even though they didn't have high intelligence, their beast-like instincts told them that a terrifying presence was about to descend upon them!
What exactly is it!
Logically speaking, undead creatures shouldn't feel fear. No, it should be said that they weren't afraid, but that nothing was enough to make them feel fearful. It was even more so for a Lich. Even if its body was destroyed, it didn't mean that it would die. On the contrary, its soul would return to its phylactery and be reborn after a long period of time.
But now, it actually felt the threat of death?
A Dracolich, a Grand Mage who toyed with death and spirits. Who could make it feel so fearful?
Swish — — —!
All of a sudden, a gust of chilly wind blew across the sky. The bone-chilling coldness left the Dracolich trembling. But shortly after, it reacted to the situation and was startled.
What kind of power is this? How can it make my soul feel so cold?
The Dracolich lifted its head in horror and gazed ahead. Then, it witnessed a scene that it would never forget for the rest of its life.
On the walls of the Chaos Fortress, a thin, boundless fog dispersed. Shortly after, a figure shrouded in a pitch-black robe emerged silently. It held two scythes in its hands and glided forward silently without uttering a single word. But anyone who saw that figure couldn't help but suck in a deep breath of cold air. Just like how the yellow leaves signified the arrival of autumn and the falling snow signified the arrival of winter, its appearance in itself signified the end of all things. Not even the gods could resist or escape from this fate.
"W-Who is that? Why does it possess such pure death energy?! "
The Dracolich widened its eyes in horror and stared at the figure in the distance. At that moment, even though it could release clouds of death energy with a single thought and summon earth-shattering floods with a flap of its wings, it felt as though it was being held in a prisoner's prison. But at this moment, it felt like a prisoner being escorted to the execution platform. Other than watching the sharp blade fall and end its life, it couldn't do anything else.
This is impossible! Why is there such a powerful existence? Why have I never heard of it? This doesn't make sense!
"Destroy them."
Fangzheng wasn't in the mood to explain anything to the Dracolich. After realizing that he couldn't defeat the Dracolich on his own, Fangzheng decisively released Masayr's soul crystal. Next, there was only one thing for him to do.
And that was to end it all!
Upon hearing Fangzheng's command, Masayr cocked its head slightly, lifted its head, and gazed at the Undead Skeletal Dragons. Then, it straightened its body and along with this movement, six fog-like wings coalesced behind the Death Angel and flapped forward abruptly!
"— — —!"
At the next moment, the endless death fog gushed out from beneath Masayr's feet like waves, pouncing on the hundreds of Undead Skeletal Dragons. Upon witnessing the eruption of the death fog, the Undead Skeletal Dragons turned around without hesitation, flapping their wings desperately in an attempt to escape from the fog. But the speed of the death fog that Masayr released was as fast as a flood. As soon as the Undead Skeletal Dragons turned around, the rising fog enveloped them entirely.
Very soon, the souls of many colossal dragons were engulfed by the death fog like dust that was sucked out by a vacuum cleaner. They were torn apart and then completely engulfed. And without the support of the spiritual flames, the Undead Skeletal Dragons turned into piles of bones that scattered from the sky.
What kind of existence is that?!
Looking at this scene, the Dragon Lich was dumbfounded. Those Undead Skeletal Dragons were servants that it spent hundreds of years creating and possessed its spiritual mark. It was due to this that the Dragon Lich keenly sensed that after the fog devoured its Undead Skeletal Dragons, their souls were truly 'dead'!
This is impossible! Damn it. Why is there such a powerful existence!
At that moment, the Dragon Lich trembled all over. It had no doubt that it wasn't a match for that mysterious figure. That was why it flapped its wings forcefully without hesitation. The torrential rain in the sky suddenly intensified, transforming into a curtain of rain that enveloped the Dragon Lich. Then, it turned around abruptly and attempted to escape. But at the next moment, it came to a halt. Without realizing it, the pitch-black figure had appeared before it silently, blocking its path.
"Get lost!"
The fear and wrath in the depths of the Dragon Lich's heart reached its peak. It snarled, widened its mouth, and blasted a mouthful of ice-cold, negative dragon breath at the black figure. The bone-piercing, crimson dragon breath erupted from its mouth, enveloping the pitch-black figure in the blink of an eye.
At the next moment, a silver radiance flashed.
The surging dragon breath and the enormous head of the Dragon Lich were instantly sliced into two by the scythe in Massayr's hand. Massayr extended her right arm, pierced the scythe into the Dragon Lich's head, and pulled it abruptly.
Along with this action, the enormous dragon lich shuddered abruptly. Then, its soul was forcefully pulled out of its body!
"No — — —! “
Upon realizing this, the Dragon Lich's soul flew out of its body. Logically speaking, as a Dragon Lich, even if its body was destroyed, its soul should be able to return to its phylactery immediately. But at that moment, the Dragon Lich sensed a terrifying, ice-cold death energy that wrapped around its soul like a chain, preventing it from returning to its phylactery!
"No, let me go. I'm willing to offer my soul to you. I'm willing to become your most loyal servant. I beg you. Please let me go!"
"Haha."
Upon hearing the Dragon Lich's pleas for mercy, Fangzheng let out a sneer. Of course, he knew what the Dragon Lich was thinking. The Liches were almost immortal, so it wasn't difficult for them to wait for hundreds of years, even if they had to become slaves. However, Fangzheng wouldn't agree to this seemingly tempting condition of the Dragon Lich. Because Fangzheng, who had read the records of the sacred palace, was aware that the Undead Creatures transformed from dark, undead magic were walking evil creatures. Of course, Fangzheng wouldn't leave this thing behind to poison his younger sister. Even if the Dragon Lich swore on its soul … It wouldn't do anything.
Therefore, for the sake of everyone's happy lives and well-off society, this unlucky Dragon Lich should just die.
"No — — —!"
Sensing that Masayel had no intention of stopping, the Dracolich finally fell into a frenzy. It began to struggle with all its might, releasing powerful death spells one after another. However, these powerful attacks directly penetrated Masayel's body and didn't cause any damage to him at all. On the other hand, Masayel merely lifted it lightly and tore the dracolich's soul completely out of its body as if it was a chicken.
"You'll pay for this! The Death Council won't let you go … Ahhhhh! "
The Dracolich glared at Fangzheng and roared at the top of its lungs. But before it could finish, it screamed in agony. Shortly after, the Dracolich's soul was completely absorbed into Masayel's black robe and stopped moving.
"Phew … It's finally done."
Looking at this scene, Fangzheng heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, he felt a little heartache. For the sake of the Goddess' mission, he consumed another soul crystal …
But … Looking at the mission completion prompt, Fangzheng nodded his head.
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