Chaos Le Zilong's Journey Through the Heavens

Although the map and the information were correct, and there was indeed a lich and countless treasures here, the bearded man felt a surge of anger in his head. After all, so many brothers had died, and it cost money to train them. And he had really worried in vain just now. How much combat power could a lich like this have?

Generally speaking, liches are those powerful, mad mages who fear death and transform themselves into undead before death. However, the lich in front of him doesn't look powerful at all.

If he was really strong, he would not have asked those questions that seemed to have not been asked for a long time. After all, this kind of thing can be known by just going out and taking a look.

The more the bearded man thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, and he winked at his deputy beside him without saying a word.

Upon seeing this, the deputy made a few gestures behind his back, telling the team members to listen to orders and then concentrate their firepower to kill the mentally ill lich in the next second.

Seeing this scene, Ronnie couldn't help but shook his head. Unlike this group of humans, he could see a lot of things.

For example, this space, compared to the lich's base camp, is more like a cage, and the target of imprisonment is naturally the lich in the center.

Ronnie looked at the lich in the center who seemed to have an abnormal brain. Sure enough, in his field of vision, an almost imperceptible magic barrier covered the central area like an inverted bowl.

Looking around, countless magical inscriptions were hidden under countless corpses. Due to their age, they were already in tatters. Even Ronnie could only recognize a few relatively well-preserved symbols.

Transform, restrict, control, imprison...

Although there are few clues, if we connect the meanings of these inscriptions together...

Just as Ronnie was thinking, the bearded man shouted, interrupting his thoughts.

The bearded man drew out the long sword from his waist, which was imbued with magic power, and slashed at the lich with the sword, while the other members of the team shot arrows, cast magic, or added buffs.

In an instant, countless intensive attacks came in front of the lich.

However, after just one look, the lich sat down in the pile of gold coins in disappointment, supporting his chin.

"You're obviously a newbie who knows nothing. You don't seem to be in a position to act rashly in the current situation. Are you so anxious to die?"

If this lich had read the novel, he would definitely complain that these people were cannon fodder who would not survive more than three episodes. He never considered that it was because of his own stupid behavior that he caused the other party's misunderstanding.

The moment the bearded man approached the lich, a flash of magical light appeared, and the next moment, countless silver-white lightning bolts lit up, like silver snakes roaming freely, covering the bearded man and his team.

The damage caused by lightning is not high, it just paralyzes the bearded man and his men's bodies temporarily.

But this was the most deadly. The next moment, as the ground shook, the weathered bones under his feet gathered together under the traction of magic to form an undead giant who was more than five meters tall and holding a huge hammer also made of bones.

The undead giant roared, swung his giant hammer and rushed towards the bearded man and his men, leaving a trail of bones along the way.

Seeing the undead giant already in front of him, but unable to move due to paralysis, the bearded man could only watch the giant hammer fall.

With a snap, the beard turned into red meat paste on the ground.

But this is not the end. After dealing with the bearded man, the undead giant immediately raised his sword and struck him down, then raised his sword and struck him down, and finally raised his sword and struck him down.

He hammered each kid one by one and turned the entire team into small pieces that couldn't be put together again.

Such a bloody scene made the lich sigh repeatedly.

"Really? There's nothing left. I was hoping to have something to kill time. If not, you could have just chatted with me, but you were looking for death. Now you've turned into strawberry jam, and the kind with a lot of flesh."

Complaining, the lich buried his body again in the pile of gold coins.

"I'd better continue to sleep. It seems that this magic circle won't last much longer."

However, just when the lich was about to bury his head with the gold coins, he suddenly heard a bang, which made him sit up straight immediately. The movement was so big that the gold coins on his body were scattered everywhere, making a clear sound when they fell to the ground.

However, the lich paid no attention to these ancient gold coins which seemed extremely precious to the outside world. Instead, he stared intently at the pile of undead giants that were smashed into pieces by a single blow.

"Tsk, it's so fragile. If I had known, I wouldn't have used so much force. I almost sprained my waist."

Looking at Ronnie's slowly approaching figure, the lich's jaw opened wide as if it was about to fall off, and the purple soul fire in his eye sockets flickered like little stars because of excitement.

"Giant...giant...giant dragon!"

Ronnie stopped in front of the magic circle and looked down at the lich in front of him who seemed to be stunned.

But before Ronnie could open his mouth, the lich started talking like a string of cannonballs.

"Wow! It really is a giant dragon. It looks like a young dragon. It's so handsome. Look at its scales. They are as beautiful as the deep starry sky. Look at its horns. They are like crowns. They are different from any giant dragon I have seen so far. It is so beautiful. I am intoxicated by its beauty."

Seeing the soul fire in the eyes of the lich in front of him turn into a heart shape at some point, and listening to his extremely corny compliments, even Ronnie, who was always thick-skinned, felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's so beautiful...blah blah..."

Seeing that the lich seemed to be about to boast about an idiom dictionary, Ronnie hurriedly tried to stop him with a frown on his forehead.

"stop!"

After hearing Ronnie's words, the lich immediately shut up and sat very straight, looking well-behaved and sensible.

Although Ronnie felt that he looked strange, he didn't care.

"Now I ask you questions, you answer them, understand?"

After the lich nodded, Ronnie began to ask questions.

The lich answered all the questions without any reservations. The content was so detailed that he even told the color of tea leaves he liked to wear when he was alive.

After listening to his story, Ronnie roughly understood it.

This lich was named Salman. He was a powerful traveler when he was alive and even had a certain fame on the mainland.

He has a quirk that is not really a quirk, which is that he likes dragons very much, and his dream is to find a dragon partner.

As we all know, dragons are very proud creatures. Even if Salman is powerful, dragons will not fall in love with a human.

Originally, he was just an idle person, traveling everywhere, not joining any force and not provoking anyone.

But one day, someone spread the news that he had obtained the legacy of a fallen god in some ruins, which aroused jealousy and led to people wanting to kill people and steal the treasure.

However, Salman is still very powerful, so the coveters came up with a very insidious trick.

Use the beauty trick that never fails... oh no, the beauty dragon trick.

Have a female green dragon pretend to be Salman's mate, lure him to an ambush, and then swarm him.

Without the aura of the protagonist, Salman naturally got the box lunch.

Afterwards, these covetous people did not find the so-called divine heritage in his body, so Salman was left exposed in the wilderness.

When Salman spoke to this point, his words were full of grievance, and the fire of the soul in his eyes kept gathering like tears, and then fell down with a click, and no one knew how he did it.