Another World: The Failed Magician

Longxi could clearly feel that as the black gate slowly opened, an eerie and indescribable aura was gradually enveloping the entire Silver Dragon Secret Realm.

No, we can't just sit here and wait to die.

He leaped into the air and arrived in mid-air.

He threw a punch at Lu Xuan.

An old man appeared out of nowhere on the other side.

With a wave of his hand, the old man created a shield made entirely of magic, which blocked all of his attacks without missing a single one.

Lu Ping looked at him indifferently.

The meaning is self-evident.

Longxi knew very well that with the opponent's strength, it was impossible for him to bypass Lu Ping and attack Lu Xuan.

"Whoever kills Lu Xuan will be rewarded with a bottle of complete, top-grade dragon blood."

Upon hearing this, the crowd that had been quietly observing from the ground suddenly erupted in commotion.

Without saying a word, many people took to the air, completely ignoring the black gate, and rushed towards Lu Xuan.

As most people were lifted into the air, the black gate suddenly fell from mid-air and stood upright on the ground.

A tremendous pressure suddenly fell on everyone.

Under pressure, everyone returned to the ground.

Many people are affected by this sudden pressure.

Even the Grand Elder Longxi was the same.

As the black gate closed, Lu Ping returned to the ground along with it.

Lu Xuan was the only person in the entire sky.

He sat cross-legged in mid-air with his hands clasped together and his eyes closed.

Longxi returned to the high platform.

The power of rules.

He had just clearly felt this power from that strange black door.

To verify his idea, he gave a wink to one of the guardians.

The protector understood immediately. He conjured a ball of flame in his hand and then hurled it at Lu Xuan, who was in mid-air.

But just as the flame left his hand and entered the air, it unexpectedly fell downwards.

Longxi casually waved his hand, and the flames were extinguished.

It truly is the power of rules.

It seems that without destroying this black gate, we cannot reach Lu Xuan.

At this moment, the black door was finally half open.

Painful cries echoed throughout the entire secret realm.

A ragged man, limping, walked out of the black gate.

Everyone watched the man with bated breath.

But for some reason, they could have seen each other at a glance from this distance.

But under the influence of the wails, everyone's vision gradually began to blur. They could only see a blurry outline.

Even King Wu, standing at the very front of the procession, couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.

Upon seeing this, Yunxi began chanting a spell.

A dazzling light shone from the orb once again.

But this time things didn't go so smoothly.

Even under the light, everyone could only see a blurry figure.

As the figure slowly approached, everyone's heart was in their throat.

With a roar, the figure finally appeared within everyone's sight.

After everyone saw its full appearance, their hearts finally settled down.

It's just a low-level undead.

With a casual wave of his hand, the undead shattered, its corpse turning into a wisp of gray smoke that returned to the black gate.

"This gate must be destroyed in order to attack Lu Xuan. Whoever can destroy this gate will also be rewarded with a complete bottle of superior dragon blood."

But this time the crowd wasn't as large as it was last time.

Everyone fell into a brief silence.

Although they were just low-level undead, due to the obstructed vision, no one knew what they would encounter beforehand.

While everyone was still hesitating.

The Grand Elder's voice, like a death knell, rang out again from the high platform.

"Two bottles! Plus the title of Prince of the Silver Dragon Empire."

This time, the crowd finally started moving again.

Ignoring the wails, many people rushed toward the black gate.

At this moment, many figures emerged from the gate, numbering in the thousands.

In just a short while, the person at the front saw a dark mass of people.

Fortunately, they were all low-level undead.

They all possess the skills of martial arts masters.

Undead of this level are no match for them.

The group ahead advanced as if cutting melons and vegetables, reaping the dead as they went.

The martial artist at the very front advanced at an extremely fast speed.

From this distance, he could already see the entire black gate.

He began to find it difficult to suppress his restless heart.

The thought of receiving two bottles of top-quality dragon blood and the status of a prince filled him with immense excitement.

Just then, a filthy, large hand emerged from the black door and grabbed him.

Before he could make a move, the large hand gripped him tightly, and he turned into a cloud of blood mist.

A gigantic undead slowly emerged from the gate.

A colossal skeletal giant appeared before them.

But this did not stop people from going.

A martial king charged directly at the giant skeleton, raised his longsword, and slashed down at the massive skull.

A ghostly blue flame flickered in the giant skeleton's eye sockets.

It tried to block with its arms, but it was too late.

That King Wu was too fast.

One blow shattered its head completely.

After completing these tasks, the Martial King landed directly in the center of the numerous undead.

The low-level undead, like zombies, swarmed towards him.

He held his longsword horizontally.

"cut!"

A sword light flashed.

Hundreds of undead around him were instantly cut in half at the waist.

A large gap appeared around it.

Others also seized the opportunity to move forward quickly.

Before they could even take a few steps forward...

An even more terrifying roar came from inside the black door.

A chain with an iron hook suddenly swung out from inside the black gate.

A martial artist was unable to dodge in time and was pierced through the chest by the chain.

He was then led to the black gate.

A ragged, large hand holding a terrifying butcher's knife sliced ​​him in two.

Hundreds of bloated figures, dragging their rotting, foul-smelling bodies, poured out of the gate.

Hate!

Everyone recognized this kind of undead.

This is an undead on par with a martial arts master.

And there are hundreds more.

But it's not over yet.

A deafening scream erupted from behind the abominations.

The terrifying screams caused blood to flow from many people's ears.

The group stopped in their tracks.

Lich!

Another troublesome spirit.

Seeing everyone's steps halted.

The First Elder, Longxi, had a terribly gloomy expression.

"Yunxi".

Upon hearing this, the girl immediately understood the elder's meaning.

The girl jumped off the platform.

They arrived at the front of the group in an instant.

The light emanating from the silver orb in the girl's hand formed an invisible, soft light curtain.

They blocked out all the screams from the liches.

The pressure on everyone instantly lessened considerably.

Everyone rushed towards the onrushing hatred.