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The High Priest of the Undead stood in the heart of the lava lake, watching Lorraine and the others retreat to the entrance of the cave with cold eyes, and then gathered together to discuss how to deal with him.
But at this moment, he could only watch, patiently waiting for Lorraine and the others to take action.
The death energy that protects him is very powerful. It comes directly from the demonic world. It can not only corrode the body of a living body, but even more ferociously, it can directly corrode the soul.
The devil world, for everyone, is a place full of cruelty and bloodshed.
In that place, all creatures follow the most primitive jungle laws. In order to survive, they constantly kill each other and fight day and night until the moment of death comes.
This eternal battle has created powerful demon kings. At the same time, countless death auras have also gathered.
For the undead, this is the best tonic, but for living creatures, it is a deadly poison.
Even with the power of the dragon clan, they still have to retreat three feet.
The high priest of the undead is in the heart of the tornado of death, and he must not be worried that Lorraine and the dragon tribe will rush in. A forced rush is a dead end.
But the problem is that the High Priest of the Undead himself can’t come out~!
In the previous battle, he was seriously injured by the powerful holy light that the Holy See of Light had gathered with all its strength. Once he lost the protection of the death cyclone, he would definitely be blasted into dregs by Lorraine and the Dragon Clan.
At this moment, the High Priest of the Undead is like a turtle hiding in a super-thick shell, capable of protecting himself but lacking in offense.
Therefore, I could only watch as Lorraine and the others stood unscrupulously not far away, discussing loudly how to deal with themselves.
Although he has lived for more than two thousand years, has rich experience and a generous heart, this situation still makes him feel angry.
If...if the hundreds of lichs under him were still here, relying on the narrow cave would be enough to keep Lorraine and the others out.
If it didn't work, they just blew up the ice cap above their heads, buried the cave deep underground, and waited quietly for hundreds of years before coming out to take revenge.
But his perfect plan was completely destroyed by the traitor Edwood. He moved all his loyal men far away, and then actively brought in humans.
The eyes of the High Priest of the Undead flashed with a sharp cold light, and he stared straight at Edwood who was hiding behind Lorraine and the others - if his eyes could turn into knives, Edwood would have been chopped into flesh by him now.
Sauce.
He secretly swore in his heart that when he got out of trouble, he would be the first to catch him, burn him with the fire of his soul, and torture him for a thousand years.
Internal annihilation is often more hateful than the enemy~!
The High Priest of the Undead and Lorraine are enemies.
Both sides have their own ingenious plans, and it is natural that they want to kill the other party. If he can kill him, he can also attack him.
When I go out to hang out, I eat this bowl of rice, so I have nothing to complain about.
But internal annihilation is different~!
This bitch eats his own, takes his own, but in the end sells himself. One person earns two shares of money. Who wouldn't hate them?
Edwood also met the eyes of the High Priest of the Undead at first and looked at him without any sign of weakness.
After regaining his human appearance, his eyes even showed sarcasm and joking, and he did not take the threat of the undead high priest seriously.
My heart is more pitiful.
He himself has found the truth of the world and the path to becoming a god, while the High Priest of the Undead has wasted two thousand years and achieved nothing.
In comparison, I have every reason to pity him...
Despite this, the high priest's power is still there.
Unconsciously, he felt weak for a while, and finally turned his head involuntarily.
"This damn traitor~!" The High Priest of the Undead snorted coldly, then turned his head and looked at Lorraine with a sneer.
He was not too worried about what cruel moves Lorraine could use. As a man who had lived for two thousand years, he had experienced countless life-and-death battles in his life.
He will never put all his eggs in one basket, and he will not place all his hopes on his hand. He still has trump cards in his hand.
At this moment, everyone in Lorraine seems to have reached a consensus.
Several dragon tribesmen walked out of the crowd, spread out around the cave, and slowly surrounded the undead high priest, obviously preparing to take action.
Lorraine and Lester stood opposite the High Priest of the Undead, looking at him and sneering. The smile was extremely weird, like a fox looking at an old hen.
The high priest of the undead was also a little frightened, and he secretly increased his vigilance.
Several dragon elders surrounded the high priest of the undead from five directions. They stood quietly facing the swirling death energy.
Even though he is silent, the momentum he exudes is as powerful as a mountain.
The high priest's eyes flashed with coldness. Looking carefully, he saw that their feet were sinking into the ground little by little. They seemed to be connected to the entire earth.
The mana elements gathered crazily on the lava lake, and the concentration became higher and higher. Later, it even gradually condensed into translucent mist-like clouds, surrounding the death cyclone that protected the undead high priest.
This sign clearly shows that they are brewing an extremely powerful spell, even a forbidden spell level.
Lester watched the dragon clan elders cast spells without blinking.
It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see the magic of the Dragon Clan.
When Lorraine told him about the plan to raid the High Priest of the Undead and that dragons would be involved, Lester was even dubious.
They are the most powerful and mysterious dragon people in the world, a highly intelligent race that protects the world.
Legend has it that human magic was originally taught by the dragon clan.
Lester also tried to find Dragon Island when he was young, hoping to experience the powerful magic of the dragons, but he did not find any clues.
He believes that only the Dragon Clan will let you see them when they think it is necessary.
No one can find them when they think they are not needed.
Lester didn't know yet that there was a real elder of the Dragon Clan hidden in his Maple Leaf Danlin.
So a few years ago, Lester heard that a giant blue dragon appeared in Lorraine Castle in the countryside of the Ruman Empire and flattened a hill. That's why he took the trouble to rush to Lord Lorraine's territory in person.
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The reason is that I hope to discover some characteristics of dragon magic.
In the end, he brought back Vera, the cute little apprentice, and Lorraine, the scourge.
When more than a dozen dragon clan members appeared in front of Lester, the old man was so excited that he couldn't even speak.
In particular, there are five dragon elders with white beards and hair. They have experienced the first war with the undead high priest.
The elders of the dragon clan also gave this human magician full respect, although compared with the lifespan of the dragon clan, Lester can only be regarded as a junior.
However, people respect Lester's outstanding contribution to the magic world.
Although human life is short, it can always bloom with a fire that makes the dragon people feel dazzling. After becoming a magician and understanding the true meaning of magic, his strength is basically the same as that of the dragon people.
Of course, the reason Lorraine told Lester was that the Dragon Clan came to him on his own initiative, but he would not say that he had invited them and paid a large salary.
That would definitely damage the dragon people's tall image in Lester's heart.
Lester benefited a lot from the exchanges with the dragon clan elders in the past two days. He also saw a remarkable feature from the dragon clan's spellcasting - the magic power is surging and as deep as the sea.
With a simple freezing spell, other mages can only freeze a pond, but the elders of the dragon clan can freeze a boiling lava lake.
Compared with humans' sophisticated magic system, the dragon people's understanding and use of magic is simple, straightforward, and crude.
Seeing several dragon clan elders casting spells there, Lester couldn't help but thought to himself: Speaking of which, this is not very similar to Vera's spell casting.
The old man looked at the girl who was standing next to him with the door closed, and saw that she was clenching her fists, and her big watery eyes were watching the dragon cast spells without blinking. She had a nervous look on her face, even her small nose. Constantly moving.
But Lorraine next to him looked at the high priest with a smile, winking from time to time, and throwing a powerful 'taunt' in the past, and the hatred was almost overwhelming. Even Uncle Lester felt his hands were a little itchy. , there is an urge to hit someone.
Lester shook his head repeatedly and thought to himself: How is that possible? This kid definitely doesn't have that much ability.
At this time, the dragon elder Morehouse Solas, who was in front of Lorraine, stared at the undead high priest in the depths of the lava lake, shouted low, and suddenly raised his hand to point forward.
A thick icicle suddenly appeared above the lava lake. The crystal clear icicle was four to five meters wide and twenty to thirty meters long.
Morehouse Solas swung his arm downwards forcefully, and the icicle suddenly plunged diagonally into the lava lake. With a loud "stab" sound, it splashed red magma rain all over the sky, and at the same time emitted a large amount of steam.
The other four dragon clan elders also inserted thirty-meter-long icicles into the lava lake just like him.
The cave was instantly filled with white steam, just like a sauna.
If these people weren't all masters, others would have been cooked by the high-temperature steam. Even so, everyone still felt difficulty breathing for a while.
Five thick and huge icicles surround the death cyclone of the High Priest of the Undead.
Ice and lava fought fiercely, and the icicles melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, but at the same time cooled the surrounding lava.
The five dragon elders continued to activate their magic power and continuously strengthened the icicles.
The icicles inserted into the magma stubbornly confronted the lava, and with the continuous strengthening of mana, they slowly froze the surrounding magma.
Other dragon clan members also took action at the same time, they just needed to help inject mana.
Since you can't attack the death energy by force, let's change your thinking and attack the lava lake by force and cut off the passage to the lava lake~!
A real blow to the bottom of the cauldron~!
Although it is quite difficult to gather water magic in the lava area, it is not impossible with the extremely powerful magic power of the dragon clan elders.
Lester was speechless when he saw it. Only the Dragon Clan could afford such a large-scale effort. In his place, just freezing the lava lake would have taken a lot of effort.
The five icicles driven into the lava lake are five cooling tubes. Under their continuous cooling, the lava around the icicles quickly turned into black rock.
The dead air could not penetrate the solid rock, and the black tornado retreated instantly, until it retreated to the lava lake behind the icicles.
Yan Jian's method worked, and the Dragon Clan elders became more confident. They waved their hands again, and five more icicles were inserted into the lava lake, advancing towards the position of the High Priest of the Undead.
At this time, the first row of icicles lost continuous mana infusion, and the surrounding solidified lava slowly began to soften. However, the magician behind them promptly added a freezing spell to solidify it again.
What Lorraine wants is to advance step by step until he is in front of the High Priest of the Undead.
Within ten minutes, the second row of icicles solidified the lava around them from top to bottom. The death energy retreated again and returned to the high priest of the undead.
During the whole process, the High Priest of the Undead watched silently, but the expression on his face became increasingly ugly.
Everyone stepped through the solidified rocks and stood before the High Priest of the Undead again.
At this time, the third row of icicles plunged into the lava in front of the high priest of the undead. The distance between the icicles was only seven or eight meters, which was enough to freeze the entire surrounding area.
Under the surface of the lava lake, the heads of the icicles are almost close to each other.
As the red light of the icicle lava gradually dims, the magma slowly turns into solid stone, and is even covered with a layer of white frost.
The death energy surrounding the High Priest of the Undead slowly became thinner and more transparent.
They don't need to completely freeze the magma lake. As long as the soles of the Undead High Priest's feet are frozen for a few minutes, it will be enough for them to eliminate the Undead High Priest.
The high-intensity spellcasting that lasted for more than half an hour made even the dragon clan elders uncomfortable. While maintaining the icicles, they shouted loudly: "Quick, seize the opportunity."
Lester used all his strength to shoot a bolt of lightning, and Vera and the others used all their strength to attack the High Priest of the Undead.
The black death energy surrounding the undead high priest was frantically making a sharp whistling sound. It was only when the lightning was about to break through the death energy that it was stopped.
Even so, everyone was shocked.
Everyone can see that the current high priest of the undead is at the end of his life~!
He was completely powerless against the crowd's siege.
Next, we must break through the defense of the Undead High Priest in one go, completely eliminate this guy, and end this dispute that has lasted for two thousand years.
The High Priest of the Undead has enmity with the elemental mages, the dragons, humans, and the Semites.
All the creatures in this world have been offended by him.
He is already the enemy of the whole world.
It's just that in the past, he relied on his strength as the strongest man under the starry sky, leading powerful lichs and dark mages, to dominate today.
But now, he is in a state of weakness~!
As the saying goes, kill him while he is sick.
For an immortal strongman like the High Priest of the Undead, he must fight hard to death after seizing the opportunity. Once he escapes, he will become more cunning, and it will be difficult to kill him again.
Various spells of light flashed around the death cyclone wind.
The tornado formed by the dead energy was constantly shaking violently and was on the verge of collapse under siege from all directions.
"If you push harder, he won't be able to bear it anymore."
Success or failure will be decided in these few minutes.
The dragon clan elders gritted their teeth fiercely and used all their strength. The cold air spread again, and the icicles made a cracking sound as they were squeezing during freezing.
The water vapor that filled the cave froze under the extremely cold air, and instantly turned into denser ice crystals.
At the bottom of the lava lake that no one can see, icicles continue to vaporize the lava at thousands of degrees, taking away the heat of the lava and allowing the lava at the bottom of the lake to slowly cool and solidify.
Less and less dead energy can pass through.
Finally, the black tornado disappeared, leaving only a swirling airflow.
The dragon tribesmen showed off their weapons and prepared for the final battle.
The high priest of the undead finally changed his color. His eyes were full of anger and hatred, staring fiercely at the humans who besieged him, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.
This time he was really cornered.
The High Priest of the Undead gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You forced me to do this."
The so-called true nature of a hero is that even when he is at the end of his rope, he has to drag several people to die together, not to mention that the high priest of the undead is not ready to die.
The high priest of the undead lowered his head and slowly recited the incantation.
Lorraine couldn't help but be startled.
He could guarantee that the syllables he spoke were extremely strange and had never been heard by him before. Lord Lorraine also had a lot of experience in magic casting, and he had four magicians in his family.
The dragon clan elder's expression suddenly changed, and he warned cautiously: "Be careful, it's demon language~!"
The magic of the demons and the dragons are two different systems, and the dragons must be careful when facing the magic of the demons.
The sound of incantations uttered from the mouth of the undead high priest gradually intensified, and the sound changed from whispers to shouts, and then to roars.
The entire cave was filled with his magical voice, like a big bell that kept ringing, making a shocking roar.
Lorraine and the others could hear nothing except the shouts of the High Priest of the Undead, and the loud noise could almost burst their eardrums.
There was a loud noise, the whole cave was shaking, and the stones on the roof of the cave were falling down.
The strong wind formed by mana swept the high priest's gray robe, and his clothes were flying in the strong wind.
Strange curses protruded from his mouth, shaking the cave again and again, like a huge monster as tall as a mountain, approaching with heavy steps, shaking the mountain with every step.
Everyone has become more cautious. Judging from the momentum alone, what the Undead High Priest is releasing will be a very powerful spell.
Although he was seriously injured, not even his closest confidant, Ed Wood, knew how serious the injuries of the High Priest of the Undead were.
The high priest of the undead, who is cautious and suspicious by nature, will not expose his weaknesses.
What is certain is that he has a deep foundation and no one dares to underestimate him. It is possible for him to use the forbidden spell when he is desperate.
Demonic language is also one of the compulsory courses for the dragon clan. The face of the elder of the dragon clan who had been listening carefully to the incantation of the high priest of the undead suddenly changed, and he shouted anxiously: "Back off, this is a soul-absorbing technique." (To be continued.)