Magic Underachiever

Soon, the undead dragon walked to the side of the camp.

With a slap, the undead blocking the road in front of him was smashed into pieces. The undead dragon raised its ferocious dragon head and stared at the tiny humans below with his pale eyes from the height of three floors.

The expedition members were desperate.

Dragons are extraordinary species. After they die and become undead dragons, they are also extraordinary species. Their strength is beyond what ordinary people can fight against. The mercenaries didn't think that the muskets could cause harm to the undead dragon, let alone the undead around them who had more bullets than them. What they just couldn't figure out was...how could there be an extraordinary undead dragon in the Desert of Death? Shouldn't they, like all extraordinary creatures, disappear before the Dark Ages...in that divine war filled with countless mysteries?

There are dragons in the Death Desert, even undead dragons... This is definitely a discovery that can shock the world.

But instead of spreading the news about the discovery of extraordinary creatures, the expedition members were worried about how they would survive.

But the strange thing is... After the undead dragon stood up straight, it stopped making any movements. Only the white mist emerging from the gaps in his fangs and the surging pressure continued to press the expedition team members who dared not move.

At this time, Marcus crawled over and knelt at the feet of the undead dragon: "Great Lord of Death... I am a believer in the God of Death, a necromancer who devotes his whole life to undead magic.

Please accept my praise to you, accept my humble loyalty, please teach me the secret of necromancy, and let me become a great and eternal lich. I will definitely bring blood and soul to worship you, and I will make the world tremble with your name. "

…

The hills returned to silence, and the undead dragon did not respond to Marcus and remained standing still.

The mercenaries finally knew who the necromancer was and who killed Captain Stilwell. The mercenary put down the gun aimed at Jessica and Sir Charles, looked angrily at Marcus, who was flattering the undead, and then...waited for death.

When the mercenaries lowered their guns, the undead dragon finally spoke: "It's really impolite to point a gun at the lady in front of her home."

What this undead dragon said left everyone confused.

Who is the lady?

Everyone looked at Jessica in unison. She was the only woman in the entire expedition. Could it be that the lady in the undead dragon's mouth refers to her... But when the undead calls "miss", he obviously puts himself in a lower position. How can a human girl be so respected by an extraordinary undead dragon?

Even Jessica looked confused, not knowing what was going on.

Only Sir Charles's face was full of enthusiasm. If it weren't for the extremely tense scene, he would have jumped up and cheered for his efforts over the years.

Just when most people were confused about the situation, the teleportation array flashed in front of Jessica, and two lich mages holding wands stood in front of her.

This is a true lich of the undead tribe. It possesses the attributes of immortality and superb spell-casting ability. It is the highest state that human necromancers pursue throughout their lives. After Marcus saw the lich, his eyes glowed with fanaticism. It was the form he yearned for... But these two lich wizards waved their wands to set up two layers of defense between Jessica and the mercenaries. wall.

There is no doubt anymore, the lady the undead dragon talks about...is "Jessica".

All the undead here are here because of her, because her life was threatened, and her life was threatened at the door of her "home".

But what's going on?

"My lord, I'm sorry... I don't know..." Marcus finally realized what mistake he had made. He knelt in front of the undead dragon and begged him: "Please forgive my ignorance. I don't know what kind of mistake he made." Miss Sika's status is so noble. Please see that this misunderstanding did not happen. Please see that I am a believer in death... forgive me."

The undead dragon said in a contemptuous tone: "Yes, there are many things you don't know. First of all, I am not the Lord of Death, and secondly, I don't like blood and souls...

But...since you didn't threaten the lady with a weapon, I can forgive your rudeness.

But is Death willing to forgive you...

I think you need to ask yourself. "

…

Before Marcus could understand, the undead dragon raised his foot and stepped on it... Looking at the blood-stained sand under his feet, he sprayed mist in his mouth and said, "I don't know the God of Death."

Marcus just died without making a sound.

The mercenaries looked at the undead dragon's feet with pale faces...blood spread on the sand, and their hearts were full of fear of death.

The only person in the camp who could defeat these undead was Jessica, but when they put down their guns, Jessica was protected by the lich.

"Miss Jessica... this is a misunderstanding." The mercenary begged Jessica behind the defensive wall: "We are just too sad because of Stilwell's death. We didn't mean to hurt you. We... We have all been deceived by Marcus please help us...

We all have families. "

The mercenaries put down their guns and prayed to Jessica.

Jessica couldn't bear to see so many people die here. She asked the undead dragon: "My name is Jessica Elsie. You can call me Jessica. Can I know your name?"

The undead dragon bent down and bowed to Jessica, then replied in a respectful tone: "Miss Jessica, I am the Frost Dragon Astro."

Jessica didn't expect that she could really make such a powerful extraordinary creature obedient. She began to believe Sir Charles's guess about her bloodline. Her ancestor was really powerful enough to make an undead dragon bow to his descendants who were unknown for many generations after 2,000 years.

Then it should be no problem to plead with this frost dragon and let him let these mercenaries go.

Jessica glanced at Sir Charles and found that the frost dragon was all his attention. She mustered up the courage to say: "These mercenaries have no intention of really hurting me. They are just provoked by the dead necromancer. Since I have nothing to do... Can you let them leave safely?"

The mercenaries waited expectantly for the answer of the frost dragon. They could see the respect of this extraordinary creature for Jessica. Although they didn't know why a human girl could make the undead dragon bow, as long as they could survive, it would be fine.

The frost dragon Astro stood up again. He looked down at the mercenaries and said coldly: "I'm sorry, Miss Jessica... It's my duty to protect you, but you have no right to order me now. Please go to the guest room to rest for a while. This will be over soon." After the voice fell, a portal appeared next to Jessica, and two lich mages held her arms and pulled her into the portal. Jessica struggled, but was still slowly pulled in. She shouted loudly: "Don't kill Sir Charles, he is my father. If you dare to kill him, I will commit suicide..." At the moment the portal closed, Jessica saw a portal opened next to Sir Charles, and then there were charging undead and gunshots and wailing...