Arcane Journey

Chapter 196 Dragon Lich

Glittering gold coins, brilliant gems, and conspicuous treasure boxes, at a speed visible to the naked eye, piled up like sand under a huge gap made by Helliste, forming a shining hill.

The strong visual impact made Brian's breathing a little short.

He glanced casually, and found a few platinum coins and star diamonds in the sea of ​​gold coins.

Normally, people use copper, silver and gold coins for trade.

But many ancient empires have minted platinum coins, and even though most people will never touch one in their lives, merchants still accept them.

After all, platinum coins are the most common among ancient treasures, and one is worth more than 100 gold coins.

The most important thing is that he just happened to see an exquisite box the size of a palm fall down and overturned among the pile of platinum coins, and dozens of star-shaped gold coins with a purple color were scattered.

This is a star diamond, and a look of joy floated in Brian's eyes.

Because star diamonds are only produced in fantasy countries beyond the natural world, such as the brass capital of the elemental abyss, the shining city of the star sea, and the trading cities such as the seal city.

In addition to serving as a magic circle supporting the energy circuit and storing energy, they are also currency for paying huge transactions. A star diamond is worth about 100 platinum coins, that is, 10000 gold coins.

The calculated value of these gold coins, platinum coins and star diamonds alone has reached more than one million.

However, Brian regained consciousness almost in a flash of his mind, and was not dazzled by the sea of ​​gold coins and the treasure chest.

In any case, he can be regarded as a person who has seen the world, and it is easy for him to control his state of mind.

As the last shining star sapphire happily fell into the pile of treasures, there was a roar from the big hole above:

"Where did the thief come from, dare to break into my territory of Desert Storm Krizka!"

Immediately afterwards, a huge blue figure cast a huge shadow on the sea of ​​gold coins. He landed on the pile of gold coins, and after roaring, he raised his head and spit out a large cone of lightning.

"Be careful."

Helliste had obviously expected this situation long ago, she reminded softly, then raised her hand, and an ectoplasmic protective barrier appeared in front of the two of them.

"boom!"

A thigh-thick crossed blue and white lightning hit the protective barrier in an instant, splashing ripples like water waves, which turned into smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Brian looked carefully at the blue dragon lich that appeared through the barrier erected by Helliste.

This dragon lich is exactly the blue dragon lich that appeared when he fought the army of the city of ghosts.

However, to his surprise, the blue dragon lich he met for the first time was a blue dragon that actively transformed when its strength reached the prime of life, and all the skin and scales on his body fell off, leaving only A pair of skeletons.

But the blue dragon lich in front of him has changed a lot. He doesn't look like a skeleton, but more like a mummy with wrinkled skin.

But on the whole, his appearance is much more active than the mummy.

The scales close to his skin are a deep indigo color, and these scales look very smooth and dull due to frequent friction with the sand, unlike other dracolichs that linger with a dark and dead air.

Brian's keen sense of magic also noticed that the reason why each scale of the blue dragon lich can stick to the skin and bones is mainly because of an ultra-small magic circle connected between the two.

It can be seen from this that the body of this dracolich is definitely an outstanding work of a powerful spellcaster.

After all, whether it is a humanoid lich or a dracolich, their main core is the phylactery. No matter how their bodies are destroyed, as long as the phylactery is still there, their souls can reoccupy other corpses and reincarnate into new ones. Lich.

At this time, some liches with strange ideas began to find ways to use external objects to carefully build a skeletal body for themselves that has both magic and physical resistance without affecting their own spellcasting ability.

The predecessor of the Dragon Worship Cult, the "Dragon Witch Cult", has researched this technology to the point of proficiency, and is especially good at transforming the corpses of giant dragons.

Obviously, when the dracolich Krizka was killed by him, his reborn soul from the phylactery regained a body of a blue dragon carefully transformed by the Dragon Cult.

"It turned out to be you!"

The blue dragon lich lay on the pile of gold coins, staring at Brian coldly, with a hint of malice floating in the ice-blue soul fire flickering in the dark eye sockets.

He had already noticed that someone had broken into his territory, and the reason why he hadn't shown up was that apart from not knowing the strength and number of the enemy, the main reason was that he didn't want to give up the advantage of the lair and fight the enemy outside.

His lair has been operating for hundreds of years, using his lightning breath and digging abilities to excavate many crystallized caves and tunnels under the sand layer.

This maze-like passage will eventually go around a very large circle and return to this mausoleum.

The most important thing is that the lair is full of traps, quicksand, undead guards and thunderstorm areas, and only fools choose to run out to fight them.

Obviously he is not a fool, he just needs to wait patiently for the enemy to break into his lair, watch the enemy be tortured to the point of collapse by his careful arrangement, and then take action to kill them and transform them into his servants.

At the beginning, he used this advantage to kill a group of storm giants and transform them into skeleton warriors guarding the ruins.

But what made him angry and shocked was that the two didn't do what he thought at all. They were able to accurately find the hidden location of their treasure house and bedroom, and then forcibly destroyed it by brute force.

The blue dragon lich Krizka never dreamed that the enemy would destroy his carefully arranged lair in such a way that he would lose his greatest advantage at present.

At the same time, he secretly regretted why he didn't strengthen the floor of the lair with magic.

Recalling that he was just lying leisurely in the pile of gold coins, waiting quietly for the enemy to come to his door, but suddenly there was a terrible earthquake that destroyed his treasure house and bedroom, and he felt very angry.

This is simply like sitting at home, and disaster comes from heaven.

Now he discovered that the enemy in front of him was actually the lord of Mokou Town who had killed him once. A thought of reckoning old and new grudges spontaneously arose in his mind, and instantly reverberated in his mind.

"It's been a long time indeed."

Brian seemed to have guessed the mood of the dracolich at the moment, he raised his head to meet his gaze, smiled and teased deliberately:
"I didn't expect to see you in a few days, and you even changed your skin, and it was the corpse of a female blue dragon, tsk tsk tsk... You five-color dragons have no one who has such a heavy-tasting hobby."

He didn't choose to let Helisite do it immediately. The reason, apart from part of his selfishness, was mainly to guard against whether the other party was still hiding secret hands.

After all, when they stepped into the ruins, the Blue Dragon Lich, who is the ruler of the ruins, could not have been unaware of it. If something he had prepared was suddenly used, it would be very troublesome. risk of death.

Hearing the words, the dracolich Krizka had a look of anger, and the strong static electricity generated by the anger made a crackling sound on his skin, "Let's not talk nonsense, since you dare to send it to your door, then don't Go, die, I will make you my undead servants!"

After finishing speaking, he was about to raise his head and spit lightning, but he seemed to realize something, and then stopped suddenly, and then looked at Hellist who was standing quietly with fear.

He forcibly suppressed his anger and said to Brian, "You even brought a helper, do you think you are the only one who has a helper?"

With a gloomy face, he stared at the two of Brian coldly, and shouted: "Severin, come out quickly and help me deal with these two people!"

...For a few seconds, there was no response from the spacious mausoleum hall.

Hearing that the other party was going to shake people, it was Severin, the leader of the Dragon Cult, Brian's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Hellist next to him.

However, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief when he saw the calmness and composure in the psion's beautiful eyes.

He clearly remembered that when he met the storm giant's skeleton, he asked Hellist to cover the entire mausoleum with a barrier to isolate any teleportation spells.

This also means that it is impossible for the blue dragon lich in front of him to shake a helper.

"Don't worry, this mausoleum is not only blocked by me from transmitting spells, but also the distress message released by the voice of this dracolich cannot be transmitted." Helisite transmitted her soft and sweet voice through telepathic transmission. into Brian's mind.

"Severin Syrain!!!"

The dracolich Kritzka roared loudly, as if he was using too much force, the static electricity around him also made crackling and popping noises, blasting the surrounding gold coins into scorched black marks.

Seeing that there was still no response from the hall, the dracolich lying on the pile of treasures panicked, and at the same time, he began to ask in detail, greeting the family of the leader of the Dragon Cult over and over again.

He can still vividly remember that when the son of a bitch Severin sent over the corpse of the female blue dragon that he was reluctant to use, he told him personally that he should patiently guard this Nether The mausoleum left by the Grand Arcanists of Riel's time, once the missing golems are found, they can obtain hidden treasures.

And he also specially told him that if he encounters a difficult enemy, he only needs to call his name, and he will arrive instantly through the teleportation spell.

But the current situation was completely beyond his expectations. The blue dragon lich Krizka felt that he was cheated by this damn Severin, and he was cheated very badly.

The first time he lost his body, he had to humiliately replace it with the skeleton of a female blue dragon, and this time it was the same.

As a dracolich, he certainly knows that every time he is resurrected from the phylactery, he will fall into a period of weakness.

During this period of time, his own strength will be temporarily weakened. If he dies again when he is weak and is resurrected from the phylactery, his accumulated soul energy will be permanently reduced.

The dracolich Krizka shook his head with subtle movements, looked around subconsciously, and began to plan to run.

After all, the lightning breath that he was so proud of was canceled out by the elf just as he raised his hand, that relaxed look was as easy as blocking the desert wind.

He was unwilling to take the risk of reducing his strength and guard the tomb for the Dragon Worship Sect after losing his geographical advantage.

Seeing that there was still no response from the hall, Brian looked at the dracolich lying on the pile of treasures like an old hen guarding its cubs, his eyes gradually became a little playful.

"I want to live."

He said to Helisite, recalling the violent demolition of this peaceful elf, and added: "If you can, try not to beat his body too much. I will keep others." usefulness."

The so-called usefulness is naturally to make a dragon skeleton golem.

"No problem." Helisi gave him a special look, nodded slightly, and looked at the dracolich, showing a thoughtful look, as if thinking about how to capture him alive.

"Damn..." The dracolich looked down at the enemy below with a gloomy expression. The dark energy lingering on a single horn on his forehead made his dragon face with tight skin as black as the bottom of a pot.

He knew that now was not the time to be angry.

So he took a few deep breaths, tried to remain calm, quickly took out a summoning scroll, and said in a cold tone, "In this case, I will give you a feast of death first!"

"Come out, my undead servant!"

The dracolich tore open the magic scroll, releasing a ray of negative energy that looked like a substance.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

Amidst the trembling sound of the walls in the dark corner of the hall, a stone door appeared, and a coffin full of strange runes appeared in the line of sight of the two of them, lingering in a strong atmosphere of negative energy.

Immediately afterwards, the strong stench of corpses filled the air.

"You don't need to pay attention to these, just concentrate on dealing with the blue dragon lich."

Seeing a look of hesitation on Helliste's delicate face, Brian said to her, "Exile him to the astral world, it will be easier to control."

In any case, this is also a blue dragon lich whose strength has reached the legendary realm, and his body has also been strengthened by the Dragon Cult.

From the magic runes engraved on the scales, he can see the powerful energy contained in them.

Therefore, it is obviously not so easy to control it and make him unable to resist at all, but it is different in the star realm, the home field exclusively for psionic professionals.

"Enjoy the feast of death!"

While the two were communicating, the dracolich said a harsh word, flapped its wings, and soared into the air.

Seeing the countless treasures splashed on the ground, he obviously hesitated for a moment, showing a heartbroken expression, and finally gritted his teeth hard, ready to activate the teleportation spell and run away.

——"Spiritual banishment!"

Helisite didn't hesitate anymore, her clear and bright beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, she waved her hand lightly, and disappeared into the main material world together with the terrified blue dragon lich.

(End of this chapter)