Chapter 113: When the Lord of the Black Tower comes, I will also mobilize people!

Andrew, who was about to kill the bishop of the Church of Silence, suddenly felt a powerful, immortal dragon's might appear.

As a member of the Dragon Feast Cult, Andrew knows a lot about dragons.

When he felt the breath of the 'ancient spirit' approaching, he knew there was a giant dragon nearby!
"Where did the dragon come from?!"

Andrew turned around hurriedly and gave up the idea of ​​killing Barbara.

He was confused and didn't know what was going on.

Could it be that a high-level dragon has transformed into a human form and is lying in ambush around?
If it was the dragon itself, with such a huge body, there was no way it could appear silently.

When the scene in front of him came into view, Andrew knew he had guessed wrong.

What appeared before him was indeed a dragon, but it was not the living dragon he had imagined, but a bone dragon!
Since when did even a bone dragon have dragon power? And also possess mythical power?!
There was no time for Andrew to think about it.

Because the giant dragon in front of him with mythical power had opened its mouth, and a breath of acid containing mythical power occupied his entire field of vision!
It's acid breath, not gray fog breath!

Normal bone dragons spew out the gray mist of death, which is much less powerful than real dragon breath.

But the bone dragon in front of him was breathing out the breath of a red copper dragon!
This bone dragon is abnormal!
But Andrew was not afraid. He was a senior official of the Dragon Feast Cult. In his eyes, dragons were his food. The thing he feared least was dragons!

[Seventh Ring Spell. Energy Immunity]

A magic shield appeared in front of Andrew, and the acid breath that fell on it was unable to erode the shield.

However, the surging power in the dragon's breath still blew Andrew's body away, and with a loud bang, he hit a thick stone pillar.

Acid splashed everywhere, and the rocks, ground, vegetation and other materials around the stone pillar emitted white smoke with a sizzling sound, and deep pits were corroded.

However, Andrew faced the dragon's breath directly without being injured. It was only the mythical power in the acid that allowed him to fight back with his own mythical power.

[Energy Immunity: Can be immune to damage of specified energy types]

Deya was extremely surprised. He didn't expect that Andrew's 'Energy Immunity' spell could be immune to dragon breath.

These people from the Dragon Feast Cult are indeed the dragon’s mortal enemies.

This warlock in particular was the first one Deya had seen who didn't choose all his spells as attack magic. He even chose defense magic.

It may also be that Andrew, as a seventh-ring cultivator, has the spare time to choose defensive spells.

Deya didn't dare to delay. He quickly closed his left eye and suddenly opened it!

[You used the 8th level spell 'Black Fire']

The dark flame burned again, and this most powerful spell that Deya could only use once every seven days fell on Andrew.

"Ah ah ah ah ah------"

The senior cadre of the Dragon Feast Cult let out a painful scream, and he was completely transformed into a humanoid form of fire.

From Deya's perspective, a man burning with black flames was posing with his fangs and claws, and the terrible acid breath was still spraying on his body continuously.

Deya used all his strength right from the start, making the bone dragon breathe out continuously for a minute, leaving Andrew no chance to fight back!
After Andrew was completely suppressed, Deya's body changed into a group of 'death crows'.

Countless crows landed in front of the broken statue of the goddess and once again gathered into the figure of Deya.

He squatted down very quickly, took off the ring on the middle finger of the stone statue, and put it on his own hand.

[You got the forbidden item: Beyond Death]

Deya's face lit up with joy, and without thinking, he transformed into a flock of crows again and prepared to escape.

Don't stay here for long.

Deya didn't know whether Andrew was burned to death by his own "black fire". If he was not burned to death, then it was right for him to escape, because he could not withstand the seven-ring spell.

If the other person dies, then come back to guard the body.

"Hahahahaha!"

Barbara, the bishop of the Silent Church, who was lying on the ground, suddenly burst into laughter.

As she laughed loudly, gray-black mist rose from all directions.

The mist was brewing an extreme sense of death. Even Deya, a necromancer, couldn't help but shudder when he felt the will of the dead in the mist.

The gray-black fog expanded rapidly, covering an area of ​​several hundred meters in radius.

When Deya transformed into a crow, he crashed into the thick fog, just like he crashed into a thick wall, unable to penetrate it at all.

This area of ​​several hundred meters has become a huge cage!

The crow flew over the bone dragon's head, and Deya's figure emerged.

He looked at Barbara with a serious expression. The bishop of the Church of Silence bent her waist like a shrimp, and her whole body floated one meter above the ground.

Barbara was also surrounded by a thick gray-black fog.

Deya subconsciously cast a four-ring spell.

Thousands of insects buzzed towards Barbara, but they were unable to penetrate the thick fog.

Deya quickly stopped the bone dragon from breathing out. He found that something was wrong and wanted to leave some mythical power for the bone dragon to use.

Without the dragon's breath, Andrew was finally able to move.

An acid pool appeared under his feet, corroding the earth. Andrew ignored his feet that were emitting white smoke and walked out of the pool full of strong acid step by step.

At this time, the black flames on Andrew's body had been extinguished, his skin was ulcerated and burned beyond recognition, but he did not die, and even still maintained strong fighting power.

This is the first person who survived being hit by Deya's 'Black Fire'.

In World Recollection, the Pope of Dawn, who was also a top-level seven-ring warrior, was burned to death by Deya's black fire because his mythical power was exhausted by the Undead Legion.

But Andrew relied on the "Will of Chaos", "Power of Dragon's Feast" and the warlock's own strong magic resistance, and he actually withstood the ravages of the black fire.

At this time, Andrew did not look at Deya who made him so miserable, but looked at Barbara with an ugly expression, who was madly emitting black and gray mist from her body.

"Are you crazy? Barbara, you don't even want your own life?!"

Andrew actually showed a look of fear and retreated in panic.

His fear also made Deya nervous.

What happened? Tell me!

Even a seventh-ring warlock is so scared. Shouldn't I, a mere third-ring necromancer, also be scared at this time?
Deya didn't know what was going on, and he finally understood what it meant that ignorance is bliss.

"You forced me to do this. It was all you who forced me to do this!"

Barbara's body floated in the air. She looked at Andrew with crazy eyes and let out a shrill laugh.

Then, she looked at Deya again, looked at the ring on Deya's hand, and shouted:
"I didn't expect that in this era, the remnants of the Dark Moon Church still exist. None of you can take the holy relic. You all must die, all of you must die!"

The woman, who had suddenly gone mad, knelt on the ground and prayed fervently: "Lord of Death in the divine world, the end of all silence, I offer my life to you!"

Deya's expression changed drastically. Although he didn't know what this woman was going to do, "sacrificing her life" was definitely not a good thing.

"Dragon Flame!"

He stood on top of the bone dragon and ordered it to spit out another breath of acid.

The breath landed on the mist around Barbara, causing ripples, but it had no effect.

"It's useless. That's the magic of the Church of Silence. You can't break it with your strength."

Andrew didn't care about Deya's sneak attack before. Instead, he explained it to him as if he had found a comrade-in-arms.

The other party's explanation made Deya feel even more depressed.

This warlock did not want to kill him, but temporarily treated him as a comrade-in-arms. This abnormal behavior further revealed the horror of what was about to happen.

The remaining members of the Dragon Feast Group didn't know what was going on. They gathered around Andrew, looking at each other, at a loss as to what to do.

While Barbara was praying, pale bone spurs suddenly grew out of her body.

Those bone spurs quickly piled up layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye turned into a skeleton door several meters high.

The holy emblem of the Church of Silence was engraved on the bone door. Ripples like lake water appeared in the door, and a magical door appeared in front of Deya.

The dark grey mist was boiling, and a high and mighty will of death descended, like the incarnation of the god of death. The sense of coercion of death was even greater than the dragon might of the Deya Bone Dragon, stimulating his body and making his soul roar in pain, as if he wanted to return to the embrace of death.

If Deya's body had not been the 'chosen body of God', he would have completely surrendered under the pressure of death.

But even so, Deya felt the huge pressure that made his spine bend.

Except for Deya and Andrew, all the other members of the Dragon Feast Cult present had been overwhelmed by the breath of death and were kneeling on the ground trembling.

As Deya watched, the ripples of the Skeleton Gate expanded, and a tall figure in black armor walked out of the Skeleton Gate.

The man was wearing full body armor and an exaggerated skull mask on his face. The armor was covered with sharp bone spurs, and his helmet had tall bone horns pointing ferociously to the sky.

He held a sickle in his hand, like the legendary god of death!
Andrew said with trembling teeth: "He is Archbishop Edwin of the Church of Silence, the priest of the Eight-ring Death Realm!"

Eight-ring priest!

Apart from the teacher, this was the first time Deya had seen someone above the seventh ring.

However, Deya felt an unimaginable, chasm-like gap between him and this eighth-ring priest.

He was like the embodiment of death. The strong smell of death was so different from Deya that it was not like the difference between a river and the sea.

That is a difference in "quality". If the power of death that Deya, as a necromancer, possesses is scattered mist, the power of mortals, then the death of the person in front of him seems to be traced back to death itself.

It turns out that what the woman named Barbara just did was to call someone!

Deya subconsciously grasped his nine-ring tower badge.

However, the strong [fear] made his behavior and consciousness become extremely confused.

This is a negative effect unique to all death realms that affects enemies, making it difficult for Deya to do the right thing.

"Lord Edwin, please forgive my rudeness. I am willing to leave now. For the sake of the Dragon Feast Cult, please spare my life. I am willing to compensate the Silence Church!"

Andrew quickly bent down and said humbly.

He was just like Barbara just now, hoping to use the name of the Dragon Feast Cult to let this eight-ringed big shot spare his life.

Andrew felt that he still had a chance to survive.

After all, Barbara is just an abandoned six-ring, and she should have lost the possibility of promotion.

After all, he was a person who could rank high in the Dragon Feast Cult and the backbone of the Cult.

If Edwin killed him, the Church of Silence would surely be retaliated by the Dragon Feast Cult.

Edwin just glanced at Andrew, and suddenly swung the sickle in his hand. A strong storm of death blew towards Andrew with a roar.

Andrew was shocked, and immediately used his mythical power and dragon-feasting power to transform into a 'dragon demon'.

The storm of death was like a thousand sharp blades slashing through his body, leaving deep wounds where the bones were visible and the white flesh was rotting.

But he managed to block this storm of death and did not die.

"You must go to the Cathedral of the Church of Silence in person and confess before God."

An extremely majestic voice came from under the skull mask.

Andrew was overjoyed. It seemed that the Church of Silence really did not want to create too much tension with the Dragon Feast Cult. He was very lucky to have survived.

As for the issue of repentance and compensation, that is a topic for later discussion. Your own life is more important than anything else.

Andrew quickly and obediently stepped aside, allowing Deya to fall into Edwin's sight.

Can’t win, can’t win, absolutely can’t win!
Deya's breathing became rapid under the strong breath of death.

If he were facing Andrew, the seventh-ring warlock, Deya would dare to put all his cards on the line and try to fight him, even hoping to kill him.

But facing an eight-ring priest, Deya could not see any possibility of defeating him.

In the eyes of the other party, the cards that I have may be as ridiculous as toys!
The other party didn't even use any magic, just driving his own mythical power was enough to kill Andrew.

The opponent's mythical power is still "Silent Chant", but Edwin's mythical power is like an abyss, a prison, and a deep sea, as if it has no end!
Of course, it could also be that one is too weak to see the end of the other party's power.

"There are still children of the Dark Moon in this era."

The Archbishop of the Church of Silence looked at the pale flame burning in Deya's right eye with a surprised tone.

The tall figure walked towards Deya step by step. Every step he took caused a vibration on the ground, which made Deya's heart beat violently.

I will die. I will really die.

Deya's brain warned him.

Edwin did not say anything to make Deya hand over the words "Beyond Death".

In his eyes, the forbidden object was already in his pocket.

“I am somewhat curious about how you can become the chosen one of the Dark Moon Goddess even after her death.

I will take you to the church and study you carefully."

Edwin looked at the bone dragon under Deya and praised: "...It's a good undead creature. It belongs to me now."

【Control the Undead】

Edwin directly used this spell that both the necromancer and the priest of the death realm knew.

But the next moment, nothing happened and the air became quiet.

Edwin was surprised to find that he couldn't control this bone dragon!
"Interesting, is it because of the Dark Moon Chosen? I can't even control your bone dragon, then... [Destroy to Ashes]!"

The wind of ash swept past, blowing across the body of the bone dragon.

The bone dragon let out an angry roar, but it was of no avail. The wings on the right half of its body turned directly into white powder and disappeared with the wind.

The bone dragon that lost one of its wings fell to the ground, and Deya, who was standing on its head, almost fell down.

"Deya!"

at this time,

Alfred's voice came into Deya's ears.

When he saw the Paladin team and the Druid Upton, they did not run away, but came to find him!
When the Paladin Squad and Upton saw Edwin, they, like Deya, their bodies seemed to be frozen by the breath of death, and expressions of fear unconsciously appeared on their faces.

Without waiting for the paladins to use magic to dispel the fear, Edwin just glanced at them and waved the sickle in his hand.

The wind of death howled past.

In the blink of an eye, Alfred and Upton were kneeling on the ground, covered in wounds stained with death.

The other team members were lying on the ground, groaning in pain, their life force rapidly draining away.

This is a strong man at the eighth ring level, undoubtedly powerful!
Deya looked at everything in front of him, trying to stay calm and not let fear take over his heart.

His left hand still held the badge of the Nine-Ring Tower, and he finally regained consciousness.

This was the last life-saving measure his teacher left for him.

Since you have no moral principles and used nuclear weapons first, don't blame me for launching a nuclear counterattack!

He took a deep breath and used the spell on the badge at the top of his lungs.

"Teacher, save me!"

The clear sky suddenly turned into night, and the stars shone brightly.

The clouds of death roll endlessly.

There are also stars falling from the distant sky.

Even more terrifying than Edwin's was the howling wind of death that threatened to cover the entire land, with countless souls howling terribly in the wind.

The starlight gathered and turned into a human form, and what appeared in front of everyone was a hideous and terrifying lich.

I saw the endless starlight falling, and the terrifying lich formed by the starlight descending from the distant starry sky.

Edwin, who was so majestic before, looked at the sudden reversal of events. His voice trembled and he shouted in disbelief:
"Nine-ring spell, astral projection?! It's you, the Lord of the Black Tower, Irving Aldridge!"

(End of this chapter)