Dragon Who Controls Time

Harris' face became serious and focused, and an obscure and mysterious spell came out of his mouth.

The hearts of all the surrounding high-ranking spellcasters tightened.

There will be no other spells for the legendary lich to cast solemnly than legendary spells.

The high-ranking spellcasters of the Golden Alliance looked at each other, and then cast spells invariably, either hiding directly, or going away at a very fast speed, or a teleportation circle emerging under them... .........

In such haste, they did not have the courage to fight a well-prepared legendary lich.

It was just the aura of fear unconsciously radiating from Harris's body, which made them tremble with fear.

In such an environment where the dead are everywhere, the blood is flowing into rivers, and the living beings are almost wiped out, the aura of death that belongs to negative energy is extremely abundant.

Ordinary necromantic casters are here, and their strength can be almost doubled.

Not to mention a legendary level terrifying lich.

At the same time, the blood-stained battlefield suddenly froze, and the air became extremely viscous and depressing.

The chant of Harris' incantation grew louder and louder, and soon it was like a muffled thunder in the rolling dark clouds, and even the real dragons in the sky thousands of meters could hear it clearly.

Finally, the last fiery spell falls.

In an instant, the blood soaked in the earth boiled and rolled, the bones trembled, the deceased opened his eyes, and moved his body with residual warmth... The breath of death filled the earth. And the sky, the ghost appeared from the sky, sending out a shrill scream.

Ten Rings Legendary Necromancy: The Dead Domain!

hum!

The entire sky instantly darkened.

Although it was originally at night, the sky that did not appear to be dark because of the bright moonlight and starlight, instantly became pitch black as ink, and I couldn't reach my fingers, as if even a trace of light had disappeared.

The roars and shrieks of undead creatures below, mixed with the fearful shouts of the Golden Alliance soldiers.

Garen's heart sank.

The legendary spells that Harris casts shrouded more than he imagined.

He used the acceleration state to leave the other real dragons far behind, but he could not leave the shrouded range of the spell.

"I may not have beaten such a guy now."

Garen took a deep breath and tried to remain calm.

Time Dragon is inherently powerful, even a newly born baby dragon is a legendary creature. However, as a Time Dragon, Garon, who has the most say, thinks that it is mainly because the baby dragon will shake people. Sit tight to the legend.

If there is no other professional ability, only relying on its own spell-like ability and physique, if the dragon is not flowing backwards, it is difficult for the young dragon to fight against the old legend with rich means.

Legendary creatures are the top-level existence anywhere. Although the plane is large and the world is many, legends can be found as much as possible.

And there is also a gap between legends, a legend that is powerful enough exists, even the gods will be afraid of three points.

Harris gave Gallen the feeling that he was an uncompromising powerhouse in the legend.

This legendary lich remained motionless until almost all the high-ranking spellcasters of the principality were concentrated here, and then he showed his body.

"He seems to want to get rid of the evils of the body of the lich......"

Garen thought to himself.

Lich, by believing in the Lich God, or signing a contract with the undead Demon Lord, has the opportunity to transform into a Lich, and thus obtain the body of immortality.

But everything has a price, and the price of lifting the lifespan limit and becoming an undead creature is very high.

No matter what kind of personality he had before his death, after he became a lich, his heart would gradually sink, and under the influence of the death aura, he would become evil and terrifying.

In addition, the lich looks like a skeleton, and the body will feel endless hunger and thirst all the time. It needs a huge amount of soul to fill the hunger and thirst that can't be extinguished, and it also needs a soul to maintain an immortal body.

If this goes on like this, the lich will fall into madness, gradually lose his mind, become unconscious until he forgets to take in his soul, and even commit suicide.

Although the lich does not die of time, but because of this huge flaw, it is only a pseudo-immortal creature.

However, Harris didn't know how to use it. After devouring the souls of the two high-ranking spellcasters, his body recovered from the corpse-like paleness and regained a hint of fullness and vitality.

Gallen had reason to suspect that if he devoured enough souls, he might be able to fully restore his human form and achieve a true immortal lich body without flaws.

"Listen to the Archduke of Thorns, the legendary spellcaster Harris protected Timo for more than a hundred years and died a few years ago..."

"It was also not long after his death that many principalities were ready to move, and they began to rub against the Empire Kingdom."

"Under normal circumstances, they should wait and see, they should not be so impatient......"

"If there is no accident in this war that has affected all the principalities in the south, I am afraid that this legendary lich is behind it."

Death, a large-scale death, will produce the death energy and soul that the lich needs, which can greatly enhance the strength of the lich.

There is no situation more likely to cause death than in times of war.

The Golden Alliance Army, Timo soldiers, extraordinary warriors, spell casters ...... so many lives are used as food by the already powerful Harris, which will make his strength pushed to unimaginable levels.

Garen's eyes flickered, looking at the pitch-black sky.

Because the light is too weak, even with the dark vision of a real dragon, the surrounding scene becomes much blurred.

Tricks and Dancing Lights.

With a move of Garen's mind, wisps of light suddenly lit up around his body, dispelling some of the darkness around him.

call!

In the back, two red dragons raised their necks and spewed out a large mouthful of flaming dragon breath. The fire was brighter and brighter than the Dancing Light Technique, illuminating the sky.

With the help of the firelight, Garen lowered his head and looked down at the tragic scene in his field of vision.

puff puff ......

The skin cracked, the flesh eroded and squirmed. The pale bones seemed to have taken off their clothes and walked out of the muddy mud that had turned into a pool of flesh. of living creatures.

The Golden Alliance Army and Timo soldiers who had already died were surrounded by the breath of death, and stood up again, roaring and besieging the surviving Golden Alliance Army remnants.

There were several dark gray giant doors suspended in the air, and countless pale ghosts flew out of them, screaming constantly.

In addition, there are a large number of undead creatures smelling the breath of death, roaring and roaring, the dense crowd collided, squeezed out of the portal, and entered the main material world from the outer plane.

Zombies, skeletons, nightmares, vampires, death knights, corpses... There are even undead dragons that belong to the true dragon species, and a cairn dragon that belongs to the serpent dragon species.

These summoned outer plane creatures seem to have received a unified order to besiege and kill the high-level spellcasters trapped in the dead domain.

Death magic fills the dead domain, isolating and repelling other elemental energies, leaving only very weak ones.

The Dead Domain also has the effect of a dimensional anchor, which causes the teleportation spell to fail, and the invisibility spell is also forced to appear.

The high-ranking spellcasters who are in the dead domain have difficulty in mobilizing elemental energy, and can only rely on their own magic to support them in the siege of undead creatures.

At the same time, the flesh and blood that had been shed, squirmed like living creatures, emitting strands of blood-colored light, and gradually turned into a lifeless grayish-white color.

The blood-colored rays of light converged on Harris, who was standing high on the iron and stone city wall, like a swallow returning to the forest, and penetrated into his skin.

The souls of a large number of the dead were also attracted by the invisible, like a torrent gathered to Harris, into his eyes.

Surrounded by blood and soul, Harris had a wanton smile on his face, slowly opened his arms, raised his head, and closed his eyes slightly, as if embracing the world of death in front of him, but also celebrating own new life.

His body was gradually returning from an ugly lich appearance to a human body at a slow, but visible speed.

The rapidly ascending aura of death made the situation change. **