Harris's face became serious and focused, and obscure spells came from his mouth.
The hearts of all the high-ranking spellcasters around him tightened.
Let the legendary lich solemnly cast spells other than legendary spells.
The high-ranking spellcasters of the Golden Alliance Army looked at each other, and then cast spells in unison, either directly hiding their bodies, or moving away at extremely fast speeds, or a teleportation circle appeared under them...
.........
In such a hasty situation, they did not have the courage to fight a well-prepared legendary lich.
Just the aura of fear that unconsciously radiated around Harris made them tremble with fear, their eyes were filled with illusions, and it was difficult for them to think of a head-on confrontation.
In this kind of environment where the dead are everywhere, blood flows in rivers, and almost all life is in ruins, the negative energy of death aura is extremely abundant.
When ordinary necromancy school casters come, their strength will almost double.
Not to mention a legendary level terrifying lich.
At the same time, the battlefield stained red by blood suddenly became silent, and the air became extremely thick and oppressive.
Harris's chanting of spells became louder and louder, and soon it was like muffled thunder in the rolling dark clouds. Even the real dragons thousands of meters above could hear it clearly.
Finally, the last passionate spell fell.
In an instant, the blood soaked in the earth boiled and rolled, and the bones trembled. The deceased opened his eyes and moved his body that was still warm... The breath of death filled the earth.
And the sky, the ghost appeared from the sky, making a shrill scream.
Ten Rings of Legendary Necromancy: The Realm of the Dead!
Buzz!
The whole sky darkened instantly.
Although it was night, the sky, which did not appear dark because of the bright moonlight and starlight, instantly became as dark as ink, and it was impossible to see even one's fingers, as if even a trace of light had disappeared.
The roars and screams of the undead creatures below were filled with screams, mixed with the fearful shouts of the Golden Alliance soldiers.
Garen's heart sank.
The legendary spell that Harris cast covered a range beyond his imagination.
He used the accelerated state and left the other true dragons far behind, but he was unable to leave the scope of the spell.
"I may not be able to beat such a guy now."
Garen took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.
The Time Dragon is naturally powerful, and even a newborn dragon is a legendary creature. However, as a Time Dragon, Garen, who has the most say, thinks that this is mainly because the young dragon can move people, and relying on the Time Dragon to reverse the current can
Sit tight to legend.
If there are no other professional abilities, just relying on its own spell-like abilities and physical strength, without using the time dragon countercurrent, it will be difficult for the young dragon to fight against the veteran legends with rich means.
Legendary creatures are the top existences everywhere. No matter how big the plane is and there are many worlds, legends can be found everywhere.
There is also a gap between legends. If a legend is powerful enough, even the gods will be afraid of it.
Harris gives Garen the feeling that he is an out-and-out strong man among legends.
This legendary lich stood still until almost all the high-ranking spellcasters from the principality gathered here before he showed his body. Now he is casting this kind of domain-like legendary spell, obviously with the idea of catching everyone here.
"He seems to want to get rid of the disadvantages of the lich body..."
Garen thought secretly.
Liches, by believing in the Lich God or signing a contract with the Immortal Lord, have the opportunity to transform into a Lich and gain immortality from then on.
But everything has a price. Lifting the lifespan limit and becoming an undead creature is a huge price to pay.
No matter what kind of character he was in life, after becoming a lich, his character will gradually sink and become evil and terrifying under the influence of the aura of death.
In addition, the lich looks as haggard as a skeleton, and his body feels endless hunger and thirst all the time. It needs a large amount of souls to fill its own unquenchable hunger, and souls are also needed to maintain an immortal body.
If things go on like this, the lich will fall into madness, gradually lose its mind, and become so confused that it forgets to absorb the soul, or even commits suicide and dies.
Although the lich does not die in time, due to this huge flaw, it is only a pseudo-immortal creature.
However, Harris didn't know what method he used. After devouring the souls of the two high-ranking spellcasters, his body regained a hint of fullness and vitality from the withered and pale color of a mummy.
Garen had reason to suspect that if he devoured enough souls, he might be able to completely return to his human form and become a truly immortal lich body without any flaws.
"I heard from the Duke of Thorns that the legendary spellcaster Harris protected Dimo for more than a hundred years and died a few years ago..."
"Not long after his death, many principalities were immediately ready to take action and began to have constant friction with the Kingdom of Timo."
"Under normal circumstances, they should wait and see, and shouldn't be so impatient..."
"This war that affects all the principalities in the south, if nothing else happens, is probably secretly promoted by this legendary lich."
Death, extremely large-scale death, will produce the death energy and soul that the lich needs, and can greatly enhance the lich's strength.
There is no situation more likely to cause death than in times of war.
The Golden Alliance Army, Dimo Soldiers, Extraordinary Warriors, Spellcasters......so many lives are used as food by the already powerful Harris, who will use his strength to
Pushed to unimaginable levels.
Garen's eyes flashed, looking at the pitch-black sky.
Because the light is too weak, even with the dark vision of a real dragon, the surrounding scene becomes much blurry.
Sleight of hand·Dance of Lights.
With a thought, Garen's body suddenly lit up with wisps of light, dispelling some of the surrounding darkness.
call!
Behind them, two red dragons raised their necks and breathed out large mouthfuls of flaming dragon breath, illuminating the sky with brighter and brighter flames than the Dancing Lights spell.
With the help of the firelight, Garen lowered his head and looked down. Looking at the tragic scene in his field of vision, he suddenly took a breath of dead, cold air and flew faster.
Puff puff puff.........
The skin cracked and cracked, and the flesh and blood squirmed. The pale skeleton seemed to have taken off its clothes and walked out of the mud that turned into a puddle of flesh and blood. The skeleton was still covered with scarlet bloodshot threads, so it silently picked up the weapon and attacked the surrounding body.
of living creatures.
The dead Golden Alliance Army and Dimo soldiers were surrounded by the aura of death, and stood up again, roaring and surrounding the remaining soldiers of the Golden Alliance Army who were still alive.
There were several huge dark gray doors suspended in the air, and countless pale white ghosts flew out of them, screaming continuously.
In addition, there are a large number of undead creatures smelling the breath of death, roaring and roaring, densely crowded and colliding together, squeezed out of the portal, and entered the main material world from the outer plane.
Zombies, skeletons, nightmares, vampires, death knights, corpse witches... There are even undead dragons that belong to the true dragon species, and a cairn snake dragon that belongs to the snake dragon species.
These summoned creatures from the outer plane seemed to have received unified orders and instructions, and they attacked and killed the high-ranking spellcasters who were trapped in the realm of the dead.
The magic of death filled the Realm of the Dead, isolating and expelling other elemental energies, leaving only a very weak amount.
The Realm of the Dead also has the effect of a dimensional anchor, causing teleportation spells to become ineffective and invisibility spells to be forced to reveal themselves.
High-ranking spellcasters who are in the realm of the dead have difficulty mobilizing elemental energy and can only rely on their own magic power to survive the siege of the undead.
At the same time, the stripped flesh and blood squirmed like living creatures, emitting strands of blood-colored light, gradually turning into a lifeless gray-white color.
The bloody light was like a baby swallow returning to the forest, converging on Harris, who was standing high on the iron stone wall, and penetrated into his skin.
A large number of souls of the dead were also attracted by invisible attractions, gathering towards Harris like a torrent and entering his eyes.
Surrounded by blood and souls, Harris had a wanton smile on his face, slowly opened his arms, raised his head, and closed his eyes slightly, as if embracing the world of death in front of him, and also as if he was celebrating.
own new life.
His body is gradually returning to human form from the ugly lich appearance at a slow but visible speed.
The rapidly rising aura of death caused the wind and clouds to change.