DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 246: Undead Wave Daemon
Joelson and Oswede also chose to enter.
Oswede could be considered a half-leader of the sacred level. He has a straightforward personality, which is more in line with Joelson's personality.
Moreover, his strength was not bad and he was in Joelson's control. Even if he had bad thoughts, he could easily suppress it.
When most of the saint level cultivators gradually disappeared into the ten-colored light pillar, several black figures appeared outside the light pillar.
The leader was a black-haired man wearing a black-gold robe.
If Joelson were here, he would be able to recognize this person as the Dark Saint, Webster, whom he had met once.
Webster had an evil smile on his face as he looked at the ten-colored pillar of light. He turned to the person behind him and said in a low voice, "How is the seal prepared?"
"It's broken at full speed. Based on the current progress, it might take three years or even longer."
Webster chuckled and said, "There's no need to rush. As long as the Four Great Thrones and the Dragon Monarch are not around, we will have plenty of time. However, should I go in and have some fun?"
Webster stroked his delicate chin and made a thoughtful gesture.
"Let's wait until everything's sorted out, hehe."
Webster's figure disappeared into the void.
It was slightly different from the feeling when he used the spatial teleportation array earlier. This time, he had actually entered from one world to another.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a dense green forest with no end in sight. He could not see where the end of the world was.
That's a huge one.
A bit of shock appeared in Joelson's eyes. Compared to the ranch room, this small world was much larger.
A white-golden light bloomed in Joelson's hand and streaked through the air. Emptiness is shattered like a mirror.
The power of space was even weaker than the strength of the middle realms. This is much lower than the farm room.
A thought suddenly popped into Joelson's mind. Could it be that the plane of the middle realm was also a world created by a powerful existence?
"There were so many people when we entered, why aren't any of them now?"
Oswede asked in confusion.
"There may be a teleportation array or something at the entrance."
Joelson replied casually, then turned around and flew into the dense forest. Oswede followed carefully behind him.
After stepping into the dense forest and walking for less than ten minutes, Joelson felt something was wrong.
It's too quiet.
He did not see any creatures, birds, animals, or insects.
There is not even wind.
The large ancient trees stood beside him but they gave people a feeling of death. It was as if they had not entered a lush forest but a grave.
The laws of plants and air were activated, and the power of perception spread out in all directions.
With his current strength, everything within a hundred miles would be detected. If the requirements were lowered, it could even be expanded to a thousand miles.
Hundred miles. A thousand miles, not a single living creature could be found.
Joelson took a deep breath and said to Oswede, "Be careful, something's not right here."
Osweden. He also noticed something.
Just as Joelson was about to move forward, not far behind him, the ground melted like the surface of the water and a strong and ferocious black panther appeared quietly.
It moves like a ghost. His sharp claws cut through the void and silently clawed towards Oswede's back.
A dazzling platinum light flashed, and the black panther was cut in half from its waist.
However, it doesn't seem to hurt. The first half of his body continued to attack, and more white-gold light flashed.
The void and the black panther were cut into countless pieces and, finally, they all died.
After the light, Joelson's calm face was revealed.
Oswede's face was pale and his face was full of fear.
Oswede said in a low voice.
Joelson stared at the remains of the black panther on the ground. His eyes flashed as he said calmly, "Undead."
Osweden surprised.
Joelson's eyebrows slowly wrinkled.
This forest is too strange. It seems peaceful but, in fact, there are dangers everywhere.
If he only used the laws of plants to sense his surroundings, the appearance of the black panther would fool his senses.
Fortunately, the air-type law sensed his appearance and he killed him first.
The power of the laws here seemed to have been distorted. The laws of plant type were mixed with the aura of the undead laws!
This is a tomb!
Joelson's expression changed and he whispered to Oswede, "Let's go."
In his perception, countless saint-level magical beasts and undead quickly recovered from underground and rushed towards them.
Joelson wanted to fly from the sky above the forest.
Countless thick black-green vines appeared out of nowhere and swept out like pythons.
His hand emitted a white golden light like a sharp blade and cut the vines in front of him into pieces. A foul smelling green liquid flowed out from the broken part.
Joelson felt a little bit of a drag. The persistence of these vines was somewhat beyond his expectations.
"Huh?"
A muffled groan.
Joelson turned his head and saw that Oswede was already entangled by the vines.
The Golden Lion was like a golden lion at this moment. His entire body was burning with golden-yellow battle spirit flames and the long sword in his hand was brandished.
However, his attacks were far less sharp than Joelson's. There were many vines and he quickly fell into it.
Joelson had no choice but to turn around. White-gold light was released haphazardly, helping Oswede break free from the vines.
At this moment, countless magical beasts appeared around the two of them.
Each of them was like a panther from before. Their eyes are gray and lifeless. They look like zombies.
They were weaker than ordinary saint-level monsters but they were too numerous. There were no less than a hundred of them.
At first glance, they are so dense that they make a person's scalp tingle.
The magical beast instantly pounced on them.
Those who could fly up into the sky blocked the path in the sky.
Platinum rays of light rose from behind Joelson and floated in the air. Joelson held out his hand.
The platinum light fell like a curtain and shot out in all directions. One after another, the saint-level magical beasts were dismembered and their corpses fell to the ground.
The space in this area was filled with black cracks, and it was constantly being broken and healed.
It's still too slow.
Joelson's people couldn't help but frown.
Oswede released golden battle energy flames and scattered them, lighting up the trees filled with death aura. Although it was quickly extinguished by the death aura of a saint-level daemon, its strength was not small.
Seeing this scene, Joelson decided not to splash the white golden light anymore.
A faint purple flame appeared on his fingertips.
"Soge away."
Joelson calmly said to Oswede.
Oswede was stunned for a moment and quickly ran to his side. Joelson casually threw fire at the magical beast below.