Dragon Who Controls Time

Nine-ring Enchantment Spell · Law to Death!

Among all the 9th-level single-target killing spells, the effect of this spell is among the best.

If there is no countermeasure to be killed by the law, even if it is a nine-ring spellcaster, it is still a dead end.

Unless the caster is not human, has a very strong vitality, and can resist some of the effects of the law of death.

As a ninth-ring spell, it should have very obvious magical fluctuations when it is used, making people alert in advance.

But in the hands of Harris, this ninth-level spell is almost silent and without warning.

After a very short breath of mouth law to die, the spell has been completed.

The word "death" came into Isaiah's ears, and her brain went blank. The whole world was spinning, seemingly covered with layers of thick black veils, and there seemed to be countless demons and ghosts screaming and screaming at the same time.

Her eyes that were originally bright and colorful, but also exuded a gorgeous misty color, lost their color almost instantly and became gray and dull.

"Isaiah!"

Matthew, who was not far away, suddenly changed his face.

In addition to him, the high-ranking spellcasters belonging to the Golden Alliance did not hesitate to cast various healing or protection spells for Isiah.

However, it didn't work.

In Isiah's eyes, the focal length of the pupils gradually diverged.

The turbulent magic power belonging to the nine-ring archmage stopped at this moment.

Just for a moment, the nine-ringed archmage of the illusion school, which was the core pillar of the Principality of Alva, stopped breathing as the magic power stagnated. Birds with broken wings generally fall from the air to the ground.

Her life breath has been completely cut off, and her body is surrounded by a rotten death breath.

The body from the inside out, both mental and physical, is eroded by the magic that dictates death.

The original youthful and beautiful appearance became old in an instant because it lost the maintenance of its own magic power.

Wrinkles, gray hair began to grow.

Matthew, who also belongs to the Principality of Alva and has an excellent relationship with Isiah, is split.

"Isaiah!"

Matthew roared angrily.

Still in the form of a golden dragon, he swooped down, the dragon claws stuck out, and lifted the figure of the archmage who fell to the ground.

Matthew shook Isaiah's body cautiously, but got no response.

He took out the treasured scroll of high-ring magic and tore it open without hesitation.

The holy white energy sank into Isaiah's body like raindrops, quickly expelling the decaying death breath in her body, but the law of death does not only affect the body, the precious magic scroll can heal her body, but cannot save her. live.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the people who died in my hands, do you want to save them?"

Harris gave a grim smile.

Legend is a great threshold.

Legendary-level spellcasters have penetrated and understood the true workings of magic. Through extraordinary wisdom and understanding, they can directly manipulate the energy in space and in the individual's body, and instantly cast spells below the legendary level.

For legendary spellcasters, reality is a fragile, changeable thing.

Harris didn't sing the spell, he just looked at the archmage who was entrusted by the golden dragon in the dragon's claws, and a bleak green light suddenly appeared all over his body.

In the next second, the grim green beam instantly penetrated the space and shot at Isiah's dead body.

The speed of this miserable green beam was extremely fast, exceeding the reactions of everyone present, and it was too late to stop it.

Nine-ring necromantic school spell, soul binding!

Harris stretched out his thin, bone-like fingers and clicked gently.

The miserable green light that submerged in Isaiah's body flashed, and then left the body instantly, but when it left the body, there seemed to be a panic-stricken woman figure in the light beam.

That is the soul of Isaiah.

"Do not!"

Matthew roared, and the Golden Dragon Wing shook violently, chasing the green light beam that bound Isiah's soul.

But just as he moved, the beam of light flew back into Harris's hand, turning into a small ball of light.

"The soul of the nine-ring archmage, a good thing."

Harris' evil eyes swept across the golden dragon rushing in furiously, and then slammed into the ball of light.

In the slightest stream of light, the soul of the archmage shattered and entered Harris' body.

"Oh...that's how it feels."

"The feeling of youth, the muscles, the blood, the skin ...... my body is back!"

Harris let out a creepy moan of comfort, and the blue flames in his eyes grew a little at the same time.

His withered muscles and withered skin looked like a mummy dug out of a grave.

But after absorbing the soul of the archmage, the muscles wiggled slightly and filled up. The withered skin without a trace of blood also became more luster, and even the skull-like head grew some flesh and blood.

"Haha, absorb all your flesh and soul and turn it into my essence, this undead body will usher in a new life!"

Harris' harsh voice became thicker.

But the evil spirit in it is not weak at all, and the maliciousness contained in it makes the high-ranking spellcasters present hairy and sweating.

Immediately afterwards, the enraged Jinlong did not find it, and the dead archmage slowly opened his eyes, but there was no trace of wisdom in it, replaced by a lifeless look like a puppet.

Eight Rings Illusion Spell·Spiritual Tomb!

The magic power in the archmage re-runs, but the first attack target is the golden dragon Matthew who is holding him.

At this time, Matthew had approached Harris for more than fifty meters, opened the dragon's mouth, and brewed the hot dragon's breath in his mouth.

When he discovered the strangeness of Isaiah, he was slightly startled, and lowered his head with joy.

"Great, Isaiah, you're not dead!"

However, what caught his eye was a pair of lifeless eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Jinlong's brain stabbed, as if a red-hot steel drill was inserted into it, stirring frantically.

what!

The golden dragon let out a painful wailing, and his body couldn't control himself in the air. It crossed a golden trajectory and slammed into the iron stone wall with a bang. The huge impact made the ground and the iron stone wall tremble violently at the same time.

The golden dragon that fell to the ground kept rolling and slowly turned into a human body. After just a few seconds, it finally remained motionless.

"An eight-ring mage dares to provoke me!"

"Dedicating your weak soul to me is what you should do!"

Harris' violent and evil eyes swept across Matthew's body.

The Soul Binding technique aroused the soul, and immediately ate it in one bite, and Harris' shriveled body swelled slightly.

And Matthew's body staggered and stood up again. Like Isiah, he was full of dead energy, without a trace of sanity.

High in the sky, Kanon looked at the scene on the ground and felt a chill in his heart.

The situation is changing so fast that it is almost dizzying.

Two high-ranking spellcasters, a ninth-ring archmage and an eight-ring mage, died one after another in less than thirty seconds.

There is almost no resistance at all.

This terrifying creature that appeared from the shadow of the Dimo ​​caster had an aura of death, fear, and cold lingering all over his body.

Lich.

It is also a legendary lich formed by the transformation of a legendary spellcaster, a dual legend of the necromancy and the Enchantment School.

He used nine-level spells with ease, and it was simply at his fingertips.

Jialong did not expect that he had just thought about what would happen if the ancient silver dragon was transformed into a dracolich, and now he has encountered a genuine legendary lich.

And it's obviously not a ruthless character who has just entered the legend.

"Don't stay here for long!"

Garen thought decisively, and said solemnly to Rowell and Gresha: "This lich is a legendary creature, and it is very dangerous. Get out of here quickly."

At the same time as he finished speaking, his body turned into a silver-white streamer, and he was about to leave.

Rowell and Gresha are also not stupid. When they realized that something was wrong, they followed Garen, like two flames across the sky. The black dragon and the green dragon reacted a bit slower, but after seeing this, they also Flying at full speed.

At the same time, Harris raised his head, his teeth clashed, and he gave a sinister smile.

"The real dragon's body is a good supplement, can you go?"

"All the living creatures present today have no other choice than to merge with me and become my power!"

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