Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 590 Rekindled Fire
The academic gathering unexpectedly ended smoothly. While enjoying the applause and praise, Lyle felt uneasy and grateful.This feeling should be shared by most of the people present.Mr. Dean announced with a smile that the academic gathering was successfully concluded, the executive committee lifted the blockade, and the liches exited in an orderly manner. They just enjoyed a feast of knowledge cooked by Lyle.Although a series of knowledge about evil gods and Lyle's knowledge and insights beyond the times make it difficult to replicate this dragon transformation experiment, it is an honor in itself to know that this taboo transformation does exist.

Everything is on track, no Raymond, no destruction.

Lyle came to Mr. Dean, facing this powerful old man, he took off the crown of Lich on his head.

"Mr. Dean, I need to borrow the Lich Crown for a while, just two hours. I promised it that I will bring it to meet Mr. Raymond."

Mr. Dean's smile disappeared, he stroked his beard sadly, and was silent for a moment.

"I agree to lend you the Lich Crown for another period of time, but not for two hours, but until after the enthronement ceremony is completed." The dean patted Lyle on the shoulder, "Mr. Scholar once discussed his crown with me. Crazy plan, that's why I promised to let the dragons and scholars leave Andre temporarily. If you want to regain the glory of the dragon, you'd better stay away from Andre and Raymond. He tolerated this Once, it does not mean that he will accept the second time. The Lich disaster caused by this academic gathering is not non-existent, but a volcano that is gaining momentum, waiting for the end to come. Your experiment is not complete, dragon How could it be just a moving keel."

Mr. Dean put the Lich Crown back on Lyle's head.

"Son, your experiment is not over yet. For a while, don't go to see Raymond until your plan is completed."

Andre's leader gave Lyle the crown again, asking him to use the power of the Lich clan to help the dragon recover.

Lyle was full of puzzlement.

"I don't understand, Mr. Dean. What I did was to respond to my mentor's expectations and fulfill my mentor's wish. But why, you would pay these prices to the dragon priest and the giant dragon, even if you would offend Mr. Raymond .”

The light of wisdom appeared in those small eyes, like the beautiful wings of a flashing butterfly.

"Death is the continuation of life. The diversity of species can make me wait for the dead to develop sustainably. The friendship of the dragon priest is worth our sacrifice. The ancient existence of the dragon will make me full of vitality. And it's very interesting, isn't it? Let the world More splendor/chaos, which is what liches look forward to most. We are liches, spellcasters who act with a will that defies death."

"And you are the best Andry Lich. Lyle, we look forward to you making this world more interesting. Unleash your nature and let the dragon return. This is Andry's order to you."

Lyle stroked her chest in salute.

"Your will, Mr. Dean."

With renewed vigor, Lyall walked towards the dragon and the five dragon priests.

Apart from Mr. Scholar, this was the first encounter between the other dragon priests and the newborn dragon.

"I devoured the dragon soul of Kolossus, and with Lyle's help, I obtained this body, Ormhaide."

The black dragon priest shook his head.

"We have no right to resist you, giant dragon. Whether it is knowledge or existence, you are now one step closer to the giant dragon than me. We will take you as the main one, the newborn dragon." The black dragon priest raised his body , the crooked and twisted bones made a horrible click, the black dragon priest stood up and looked up at the keel. "Morokei succeeded, you are taller than any dragon I have ever seen, and you are full of strength."

"It's about the size of a normal sea dragon, although for a terrestrial dragon species, it is indeed a physical monster." Prinzis glanced at it casually, and turned her head to one side.The conflict between her and the dragon still exists, but the sacrifice of the dragon has made the dragon priest let go of his prejudice.

"My God, you are too big, the magma pool of the big melting furnace can barely fit." Freyheimer tapped the dragon's front paw, "Warrior dragon, it seems that I can challenge the new armor again." forged."

Irason stretched out her hand to measure the size of the dragon, "He is too big, the Dream Forest will never fit in it, and clearing the forest will cause complaints from druids and dryads... so troublesome."

"The dragon has completed his mission, my brothers and sisters, we also have to complete ours." Mr. Scholar calmed down the slight excitement of the dragon priest, "We have many choices about the residence of the dragon, the most important thing now is The next enthronement ceremony. We want to harvest the power of our respective groups, reshape the flesh and blood body of the dragon, and help him become the new king of dragons."

"There is also the task of multiplying offspring and revitalizing the ethnic group, giant dragon, my old friend, I remember, you love animals very much, right?"

Lyle saw the dragon mentor visibly trembling, "What do you mean! Scholar!!! What are you going to do to me!!!"

Mr. Scholar looked at his old friend with sincere eyes.

"For Dragonrise, one of us needs to die, and I'm glad, old friend, that your fondness for big animals lessens my guilt."

"No!! I like animals!! But I don't want to live like a breeding machine!!! I don't want to find a partner!!! Not to mention animals!!!!"

The dragon's roar echoed throughout Andry, he lowered his head, bit Lyle's back collar, and fled with wings.It soon turned into a spot of light amid Lyle's screams.

The five dragon priests stayed where they were, looking at each other.

Ormhead looked at his brother helplessly.

"We can use the power of the group to help him create offspring. Dragons are magical creatures, and primordial reproduction is not the only way to reproduce. Morokei, you scared him away."

"Just kidding my friend. When we harvest the power of the group, it's best to let him go. Don't worry, I left a mark on the keel." Morrokey raised his hand, a light blue rune is emerging in his hands.

"So are we."

The five dragon priests raised their hands together, and runes resembling claw marks emerged one by one.

In the dancing magic light, the five dragon priests smiled knowingly.

"I will complete the task of harvesting power, and then gather around the dragon." Princess opened the portal and returned to her own world.

"My job is not too difficult, I will arrive on time." Red Dragon Priest Freyheimer left afterward.

The black dragon priest glanced at the scholar, "Don't worry about me, I will finish it, it just takes some time."

The scholar nodded, and moved his gaze to the remaining sisters.

He felt a headache.

"Era Songen, do you need my assistance regarding the harvesting of the dream elves' clan power? Wandering City has trade and economic relations with the elves. Maybe... I can give you some voice and help."

The unreliable green dragon priest shook his head.

"Brother Morokui only needs to concentrate on harvesting the mystic community. The Wandering City is only friendly to the withered druids I took away. They are also marginal figures in the dream forest. Don't worry about me. I know this too. Everything matters, and I will definitely do my job well!"

Mr. Scholar is very relieved that his little sister finally no longer depends on the people around her like a salted fish. She has grown up.

"So that's how it is. Irason has become a person worth relying on. I look forward to your results."

A look of confusion appeared on Irason's face.

"Hey, do you have to do it with my own hands, my lord brother, woo woo woo, I can't do it."

"...Then how do you complete the work alone."

Ira Song En blinked her watery eyes.

"I didn't say to finish it by myself, brother Morokei can't help much."

"It's okay, I suddenly remembered that there is still a reliable person in my family who is worth relying on."

"She will definitely help me with my work!"

Mr. Scholar covered his face.

How dare you say such a thing?How did the green dragon Irason choose you to be the dragon priest?
These few questions troubled the learned Morroki deeply.

(End of this chapter)