Age of Adepts

When Greem came to the periphery of the battlefield, the battle here had already ended.

In Nuo Da's jungle, there are densely covered withered ancient trees and the wrecks of witches and beasts that are more than ten times their number. Most of them have been torn apart, and many have even been smashed and hammered into unrecognizable purple-black meat sauce.

The entire battlefield was in a mess, and grotesque corpses and traces of violent witchcraft could be seen everywhere.

Greem was wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket, covered with an exquisite burqa covered with purple and black patterns. Two strands of dark red long hair fluttered out from the hood, which further accentuated his strong and vigorous figure. Heroic.

Greem stepped on the smoky ground and walked across the battlefield step by step.

After walking for another five miles, I saw a huge cave hidden behind the dense vines and green plants under the cliff.

This is a dark and deep cave.

The passageway of the ancient tomb extends obliquely downward, and at a glance, you can't see the bottom at all.

The wizards passing in front had already placed pieces of lighting stones on the rock walls on both sides of the passage. The faint milky white light dispelled the darkness in the cave and illuminated every inch of space under their feet.

Along the way, you can see the terrible remnants left by the detonation of the magic trap almost everywhere. Stepping on the bottom of the passage makes a rustling sound. In addition to dust and gravel, there seems to be some gray-white bone residue powder.

Not long after walking, they came to a small cave.

The space here is a little more generous, so I saw something different. Bone dragon remains, large pieces of bone dragon remains...

The ground and stone walls here can be seen everywhere the remnants left by the fierce battle. A bone dragon with a rank of no less than 3 has been dismantled into scattered bones by the wizards, and the whole place is sprinkled like a celestial maiden. piece of battlefield.

And in a corner, Greem also saw the remains of a nearly dissolved bone dragon. The wreckage was soaked in a pool of sticky, foul-smelling green liquid, slowly corroding and melting.

Judging from the appearance and method, it is exactly the attack method of the poisonous spirit Remy!

Greem casually picked up a thick keel bone that was one meter long, and the blue glow of the chip in his pupils swept across, detecting the basic data of the keel.

"Drip, the third spine on the right side of the back of the low-level bone dragon, hardness level 2, ductility level 1, anti-magic attribute level 2, element precipitation level 1... Preliminary judgment, the bone dragon was level 2 white before it died. Dragons are mentally retarded, and the breath of dragon breath is mainly ice wind breath..."

"In addition, the bone dragon's processing method is simple and rude, and the skill level is apprentice level... Due to the inappropriate processing method, the bone dragon lost all its magic skills in life, and its individual basic combat power was also damaged by 40%..."

Uh, it seems that Chip's evaluation of that dracolich is really low enough!

This is actually true.

A closed and self-defensive dracolich, in the absence of a source of knowledge, no matter what he does, he has to do it himself and try to figure it out from scratch. It is normal for such a situation to occur.

Throwing down the keel casually, Greem led a group of elite men to the end of the cave. There are three identical passages lined up here, and three rather weird symbols are spelled out with white bones above the passages.

There was still a young wizard waiting in front of the cave, and when he saw Greem and the others coming, he quickly bowed to salute.

"They've all gone in? How's the exploration going?" Greem asked indifferently.

"Return to your lord, Lord Remy took the middle passage, Lord Geer led people to the left, and Lord Tahir led people to the right... There is no return yet!" The young wizard replied respectfully. Being able to get in touch with a super wizard at close range, the wizard's face blushed, and he was obviously extremely excited.

Greem swept his eyes around, and a tyrannical mental wave swept out of his body, filling the three passages in front of him in an instant... scorching heat, restlessness, and even a little bit of rage, as well as that faint aura of arrogance. !

Ignoring the barriers of the rock wall and the existence of the protective force field, the mental fluctuations flowed through the entire huge passageway of the ancient tomb like mercury pouring down the ground, and instantly passed several teams that were struggling forward, and rushed into the depths of the ancient tomb.

There, the huge forbidden magic was triggered, and a cold and dead mental wave also shot up into the sky, resisting the extension of Greem's mental tentacles.

"No matter where you come from, you strong man from another world, please leave! This is the ancient tomb of the dragon, the resting place of the ancient dragon, and we will never accept any visit from anyone other than the dragon clan... No matter what purpose you have, please Come back!"

Two huge and incomparable spiritual wills collided and oscillated in the space of the ancient tomb, and the powerful force that could not be vented even shook the entire cliff, causing countless ash powder to fall down in the passage of the ancient tomb.

"Leave? Hehe, I will leave naturally after I have searched everything here... However, when I leave, I still hope that you can accompany me... I am currently short of some companions, and I think you are very suitable ..." Greem whispered and smiled as he strode through the zigzag underground passages.

As if enraged by Greem's arrogance, the cold and dead mental wave let out a loud shout, and even gathered all the strength of his heart and soul to rush towards him from the air.

"Hmph, how daring!" Greem snorted angrily, his violent and hot will came out without reservation, and hit the death will that was rushing head-on.

Boom...

An invisible shock wave spread out from the spiritual level, including all wizards and creatures within the range of the ancient tomb. No matter where you are, no matter what your individual level is, when the spiritual shock wave arrives, your body will be shaken suddenly, your mind and will will be scattered, and thin blood snakes will flow from your eyes, ears, mouth and nose at the same time.

Some wizards below level 2 even fell into a coma on the spot, unconscious!

Even the commander of the fourth-level wizard who followed Greem had to grin his teeth, and survived the extremely uncomfortable mental shock.

"Level 5...level 5...Are you level 5?" This kind of mental collision without extravagance will always be a disadvantage for the weak. Greem's mental strength has long been tough and solid and has reached the level of realization, how can it be compared to a 4th-level peak dracolich squatting in the corner of the world.

It was only at this moment that this careless dracolich truly felt Greem's true strength.

Level 5... The intruder turned out to be a level 5 wizard!

No matter how regretful that dracolich is at the moment, Greem is still striding forward into the depths of the dragon tomb.

The dracolich's hoarse voice hadn't died down yet, and another exclamation erupted in an instant: "Bastard, who are you? Get out of the ancient tomb of the dragon..."

After a few strange bangs, the dracolich's mental fluctuations suddenly weakened, and hissed: "Impossible... how is it possible that even your contracted servant is a level 5... I'll fight with you... ..."

The mental fluctuations stopped abruptly at this moment, replaced by the strange and sinister spiritual secret words of the poisonous spirit Remy.

"Master, that dracolich has already been beaten to the ground by me, you should hurry over and have a look!"

Well? It must not be an ordinary thing that can make the poisonous spirit Remy feel so surprised... Greem came to the depths of the ancient tomb of the dragon with full curiosity.

Passing through a layer of gray film of strange light, Greem instantly came to a strange space that was almost independent of the plane of Lol.

In fact, this is the real Dragon Tomb!

In a vast space, the sky is gray, densely covered with a cold and gloomy breath of death. The earth is dark and gloomy, and the soil here has been infiltrated by the rich dead air, turning it into a place of yin and death.

If the soil here is taken out and sprinkled into any cemetery, it will subtly transform the bones there into middle and high-level undead.

On the ground, there are hundreds of dragon bones densely packed.

The bones of these dragons vary in size, the small ones are only tens of meters long, and the big ones are like a huge mountain that can't be seen at a glance. Although they were of different races before their bodies, they all buried their bodies and souls here after death.

Therefore, the intensity and madness of the death energy here is simply staggering!

As if sensing the presence of the breath of life, the dead energy in the dragon tomb began to vibrate and boil. From time to time, strands of gray-white mist turned into the appearance of a giant dragon's whiskers and scales raging, and let out a low-pitched dragon's chant that pierced the bone marrow.

The entire cemetery seemed to be activated with Greem's arrival!

And in the center of the cemetery, on a square keel altar, a dracolich lay down on the ground in great pain. The bones on the tattered body that seemed to be eaten by moths burst, and the joints were sprayed with viscous green liquid, making it difficult to move.

In the lingering green mist, the dracolich is still struggling, but it is still difficult to get rid of the strange creature that tramples it under its feet—the poisonous spirit Remy.

This is the dracolich who just collided head-on with him with mental power?

Greem couldn't help but glanced over and over again with great interest.

This is a pure-blooded dracolich!

Judging from the appearance, the dracolich is a large lizard standing upright. The crooked and curved spine makes the dracolich only 2 meters vertically high. Behind it is a dark bony dragon tail. The long and narrow head is hidden in the gray mist, making it difficult to see its ugly and ferocious true face.

The dracolich, as a powerful spellcaster who has basically degraded its melee combat ability, its spiritual power has been multiplied.

Different from ordinary liches, dracolichs are mostly constructed of keel bones, so they basically retain the dragon spells of their lifetime. Although the undead body can no longer complete dragon language magic, it has mastered most of the dark spells without a teacher.

Curse spells, instant death spells, dark summoning spells... as long as the spells are driven by negative energy, they can be easily controlled, and even reach the master level!

But unfortunately, this powerful and unusually high-level undead dragon has become Greem's captive at this time, and there is no hope of escape.