DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 155: The Dragon Bones of the Undead
"Fire that flows, blooms."
The flaming giant light sword man bloomed like a flower among the undead, instantly clearing a large area.
But within a few dozen seconds, it was filled with more new undead.
Joelson's face was a little pale, and he was panting.
This was already the tenth fusion spell he used, and with the addition of another spell, even he was somewhat exhausted.
Joelson played a controlling role on the battlefield. Whenever there was danger, he would cast a spell.
Therefore, its consumption is the largest.
The other members of the mercenary group were even more exhausted.
Amberg is someone who has lost the ability to fight.
He had fun killing the undead and accidentally triggered a rampage.After clearing countless undead, he fainted on the ground.
If not for Joelson's timely rescue, he would have been a member of the undead force by now.
Darlene's face was pale, it took a long time before she could shoot the arrow, and the white light on the arrow's head dimmed.
The hand that pulled the bowstring trembled slightly, but he still stubbornly bit his lips and continued shooting arrows.
Hewlett was also panting and temporarily retreated to the siege to recover his strength.
Not to mention the Akenshi people, even the Sword and Rose mercenary group had lost three members.
But the undead waves were still flowing, and even the undead level was still increasing.
The necromancer behind the scenes intended to make them tired to death.
This was one of the most evil and terrifying professions in the entire continent, the terror of the Necromancer.
As long as there were enough corpses, they could even kill gods.
"Joelson!" Hewlett suddenly shouted.
Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on Joelson.
Right, they almost forgot.
Gray eyes lit up with hope again.
Up until now, all the prophecies that the first elder had said had come true one by one...
Later then...
Joelson is the savior who can end this disaster.
"If this continues, we'll all die."
Joelson said calmly, "We can only think of a way to find the Necromancer and kill him."
Everyone's spirit was immediately lifted.
Joelson is right, the Necromancer who hides in the dark and controls everything is the key.
After dealing with the Necromancer, the undead army would collapse by itself.
"Are you looking for me?"
An unpleasant sound came from the thick fog.
A gust of strong wind stirred up the thick fog, and a huge shadow slowly flew out from the mist.
Everyone saw the shadow clearly, and the eyes that had just lit up in hope instantly fell into despair.
"Level 9, undead dragon!"
Someone said with a trembling voice.
In the night sky, there was a huge skeleton of a dragon floating quietly, and its empty eye sockets were burning with strange green flames.
Evil and dark aura instantly filled the entire area.
A figure covered in black robes stood on top of the Life Corpse Dragon's head.
Hewlett stared at the undead mage above the undead Dragon's head, gritted his teeth, and called out his name with a hint of fear.
"Frederick!"
"Yes, it's me. I'm so glad someone remembers my name."
Frederick bowed slightly as if he wanted to do elegant magician etiquette.
However, with his current figure and the undead bone dragon under his feet, it could only make one feel that it was extremely strange and ugly.
Joelson looked at Hewlett with a serious look.
Hewlett laughed bitterly at him, explaining, "We insulted the forbidden land that sealed Frederick in the Ash Forest and took something from him. However, we accidentally woke him up."
Only now did Joelson understand why Hewlett, as a tier 8 powerhouse, had to seek help from others for a simple escort mission.
Why is the mission level double-A?
Judging from the current situation, the difficulty of this mission might be more than class S.
“Frederick!” Hewlett suddenly shouted at the figure in the dragon skeleton.
"Let us all go, and I'll give you that thing back."
Hewlett had originally planned to send this important matter to the guild chairman of the Witch Union in King's City for safekeeping, he said, if the evil undead witches recover their powers and once again wreak havoc on the continent.
But under the crisis of life and death, his sense of responsibility was temporarily abandoned.
Life is the most important thing.
Frederick laughed strangely and suddenly raised his hand.
Hewlett's heart is pounding. Before he could react, a beam of light flashed.
A sharp pain came from his hand, one of his palms had been cut off and fell to the ground.
There was a faint silver ring on the middle finger of the broken hand.
Joelson's pupils contract slightly.
It was an interspatial ring!
Someone took a broken hand and stared at the expressionless crowd.
Hewlett yelled in disbelief, "Alvin?!"
Isn't he dead?!
Hewlett is very sorry. He had forgotten one important thing. Frederick was a Necromancer and could control corpses!
The broken hand landed lightly on Frederick's hand.
He casually removed the interspatial ring on the broken hand, as if everything was under his control.
Everyone felt a strong sense of despair from the bottom of their hearts.
Old monsters that had lived for thousands of years, whether it was strength or intelligence, were not something they could fight against.
Frederick took out a black-green object from the interspatial ring.
It was like an old, ugly tree root.
"Lich heart, my heart."
Frederick whispered his name happily.
Then, he tore the black robe on his body.
At this moment, everyone could see his appearance clearly.
In fact, he was a dry corpse that could be weathered at any moment.
Frederick tore his chest and pressed the ugly lich's heart into it.
Instantly, his mouth, nose, and eyes emitted a strange green light.
All the surrounding undead auras gathered towards him, forming a gray vortex visible to the naked eye under the night sky, blocking out the moonlight and starlight.
Frederick absorbed all the aura of the undead like a blue whale sucking on water.The undead forces beneath him fell down like straw, leaving only a decomposing body.
But right now, he no longer needed to rely on these things.
The aura of the undead dragon bone also increased.
In the blink of an eye, a holy-level aura emanated.
Some people sat on the ground, no longer having the strength to hold their long swords. They looked at Frederick, who had a terrifying aura under the night sky, and said desperately, "It's over!"
At this moment, a large amount of blazing aura suddenly gathered.
Everyone was immediately startled, they looked towards the center where the fire elements gathered, and a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in their eyes.
It was Joelson!
"He! He's barging!"