The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 194 Attilan: This is what a man should do
This old monster only exuded sporadic aura through the transmission channel, and Attilan couldn't help but tremble all over. He even felt a shuddering throbbing in his soul.

If the old monster appeared in front of Attilan, he felt that the old monster only needed to use an instant-death spell, and even his vigorous ocean dragon could not withstand it.

This old thing, the professional level of the Necromancer cannot exceed level 50, right?
Just based on the aura emanating from this old thing and comparing it with the level of the bear-man in his full thunderous roaring posture, the old thing should be stronger than the bear-man.

Attilan forced his weak body to stand up, trying hard to absorb the meager water element and natural energy in the environment to restore his condition, and at the same time asked the doubts in his heart.

"Master Wife, dragon lichs of this level should be dealt with by the quasi-gods of the Nature Council. They are opponents of the same level. The enemies the master faces should be of the same level as the blue dragon lich that he just beat up. right."

The vine girl smiled and applied the buff magic with gorgeous fairy brilliance to the bear man, while calmly answering Attilan's questions.

"That's true in theory, but in reality it's normal for the big to bully the small. Just like you, do you like to fight against enemies of the same level, or do you prefer to bully those who are not as strong as you?"

"Is that blue dragon lying on the ground, or is it the blue dragon army under his command?"

Attilan replied without thinking:
"Of course it's the Blue Dragon Legion! But after all, I'm just a little-known figure. Like that old monster who hasn't appeared yet, he should be a prominent figure in the entire crystal wall system."

"If the big one bullies the small ones, he will be looked down upon wherever he goes in the future, right?"

Fujime looked indifferently at a pair of scarlet eyes shrouded in black mist in the teleportation vortex.

"You don't think he is still a respectable person now, do you? The Dracolich is a despised existence among the dragon clan, and he also committed a series of shameless behaviors."

"This guy's reputation has long been bad. It's just because of his good luck that he has been alive until now, and he continues to absorb souls to increase his strength."

"He even tempted many young blue dragons to follow the path of dracolich. His most despicable act was to steal blue dragon eggs, distorting the young dragon's cognition from the beginning and making those blue dragons become his loyal subordinates. "

"Not only the Natural Council, but also many forces occupying a position in the star world have been invaded by him in the material world, killing most of them and then looting most of their souls."

Attilan nodded in realization.

"So although his strength is good, he is actually just a rogue. Once he has a fixed base, he will be surrounded and suppressed by everyone, and he can only stay in the dark corners of the star realm."

Fujime looked disdainfully at the Dracolich who had said harsh words but never appeared.

"That's right, it's something that can't be put on the table. With the combined strength of your master and me, he may not be able to escape unscathed. He is also worried that we have an ambush, so he has never dared to show up."

No wonder both the Blue Dragon and the self-destructed Blue Dragon Lich acted even more cautiously than him. It turned out that they were fundamentally a group of dark forces composed of Lao Liu.

"So as long as we kill this Blue Dragon Lich, we can dismantle the Death Council?"

Fujime slowly shook her head and explained:

"No, the Dracolich is just a subordinate force of the Death Parliament. Only the owner of these scarlet eyes is a formal member of the Death Parliament. The Death Parliament is a force dominated by lichs born from various major races."

"You cannot become a reserve member without the strength of the legendary lich."

Attilan's eyes widened immediately. The legendary lich was a reserve member. How powerful this death council was. No wonder it dared to take in the notorious Dracolich.

"The fastest way for a lich to increase its strength is to devour the soul, and the soul is also the foundation for the lich to maintain immortality. However, no matter which universe they are in, the gods are the most powerful beings and have the greatest demand for souls."

"The lich's behavior is to compete with the gods for resources. The lich eats a few souls every year to maintain immortality. The gods should not care, as long as the number of lichs is not too many."

"But devouring a large number of souls and harvesting souls in an organized and planned way has made the lich a target of public criticism and a rat that can only hide in the sewers."

"Then why do we still have to make a peace agreement with the Death Parliament?"

Attilan was puzzled.

"Because there are more or less gods behind other forces. Only our Nature Parliament, like the Death Parliament, is a free force without a master."

"The Death Council thought we were easy to bully, but they got into trouble with us. In the end, the two sides signed an armistice agreement. After all, in a sense, we and the Death Council are actually on the same side."

"Do you think this is ironic?"

Fujime's expression was full of ridicule. It was obvious that she did not think that the Death Council was qualified to stand on the same front as the Nature Council.

Attilan understood instantly and said in surprise:
"We want to build the Druid pantheon, and the Death Council also wants to build the Lich pantheon?"

The vine girl shrugged, took out a handful of colorful seeds from the rattan pocket on her waist, and planted them in the oasis. With a gentle wave of the vine girl's white arms, a coquettish pink-purple light flashed through.

This kind of seed quickly sprouts from the soil, shoots, and blooms, turning the oasis into a colorful sea of ​​flowers, and the sky-high fragrance fills the air.

Attilan took a deep breath and instantly felt as if more than half of his strength had been restored.

The whole dragon became energetic instantly.

Of course, this was just Attilan's illusion. The sea of ​​flowers did help his recovery, but not so fast. The fragrance of the flowers only restored his spirit.

Now every drop of energy is very precious and can only be used on the bear man to help him defeat this powerful enemy.

"A dracolich became a fallen ancient blue dragon. Both the body of the blue dragon corpse and the lich professional level have reached legend. The double legendary realm makes him very powerful."

"All members of the Death Council have strong ambitions for the death priesthood, and this Blue Dragon Lich is no exception. His ambition led him to receive an invitation from the Death Council, otherwise he would not have chosen to transform into a lich. "

"In the original war with the Death Parliament, Gaogai and I's opponents were the Dracolich led by him. There will no longer be a large-scale war between the two forces."

"But the war between us and the Dragon Lich can only be regarded as a small friction. As long as both sides do not attract superior quasi-gods to join the battle, no one will be held accountable if they die."

"We were sent to this world to develop, and he also set his sights on this world with our arrival. The old naughty boy found many traces left by lichs while traveling around the material world."

"Especially Dracolich. There are many blue dragons who have been affected like this blue dragon. They all have the characteristics of being eroded by the undead magic, even if they are very hidden to ordinary people."

"But we have never forgotten that hatred. You remember what the old naughty boy said if he had a child, how old the child would be."

"In fact, Robert once had a lover, and she was also a very good Druid. However, she died in the hands of Deathclaw during that war."

"Robert was also seriously injured. Otherwise, how could he have become a legendary druid? He wouldn't have been unable to succeed until now."

There are many ways for an evil existence like a lich to prevent a life from being resurrected. Contaminating the corpse with necromancy magic is only the most basic method.

Just like the joke Attilan once heard, the necromancer let the corpse walk back to accept the resurrection of the priest. As a result, the corpse lifted up by the necromancer could not be resurrected.

Liches, for example, directly pollute the soul, or even directly tear the soul into pieces. The soul is broken into pieces and cannot be put back together. How can it be resurrected?

"Then the old naughty boy is going to come over and fight for this Deathclaw?"

Fujime nodded. "Originally, it was, but Xue Ran and I convinced him together."

"what?"

Attilan didn't believe that the old naughty boy would endure the revenge of killing his wife so easily. After all, he was an old naughty boy, not an old turtle.

"We forcibly reached an agreement with the old naughty boy. He stayed in the forest to sleep while Kyogai and I came out to fight the Deathclaw."

Attilan's mouth twitched, you must have knocked the old naughty boy unconscious!
Poor old naughty boy, although the old naughty boy could only become cannon fodder when fighting Deathclaw due to his current strength, but in order to kill his wife, Attilan thought it would be a good idea to let the old naughty boy come over and spit on Deathclaw twice.

"The forest is not necessarily stable. When Robert is awakened when other enemies invade, he will no longer want to run over and kill the claws, which is something he cannot do at all."

Not to mention the old naughty boy, even Ivy didn't think they could kill Deathclaw. Don't forget what she just said was that Deathclaw couldn't escape unscathed when facing her and the Ursine.

They work together as husband and wife, they can win the battle, they can injure Deathclaw, but they cannot kill Deathclaw.

Liches are inherently undead creatures, and the only way to deal with lichs is to seal them. This is the area where Starlight Mage Laluen is good at, but Laluen is not good at fighting. Such a blood-stained scene does not dare to make him delicate. Wife comes on stage.

Deathclaw has finally come to an end. Although the Lich will lose most of its combat effectiveness after its body is destroyed, it will not take hundreds of years to restore it to its current strength.

For thousands of years, Deathclaw was worried that he would reappear and miss the opportunity he had been waiting for.

Moreover, he can control so many blue dragons to work for him, all relying on the current ancient blue dragon body. If this body is destroyed, the contract he signed will also be suspended.

Without these blue dragons under his control, his ambitions would lose the basis for realization.

Although it is said that pursuing the opportunity of becoming a god in the form of a lich is the sixth among the six, there is no reason for Attilan to become like this. Only by being as indulgent and sensual as Zeus can he be considered a god.

I can't eat or drink, and I can only stare at the beautiful woman in my arms. This kind of life is even worse than that of eunuchs. I really don't know how a group of guys who pursue becoming gods would accept it and turn themselves into ghosts like lich.

No, the accurate description of the lich should be that he is not human, and he is not a ghost.

Liches are neither living beings nor undead. Their state of neither life nor death is the basic reason for their immortality.

Deathclaw is different from the unlucky one who self-destructed just now. His body is very coordinated, and his body is even more slender and thinner than the average ancient blue dragon.

It's not because the Lich's corpse is shriveled, but rather it's like the old guy Deathclaw used necromantic magic and some special method to transform his body, compressing it and making it smaller, more like a concentrated essence.

It is very difficult to break this body, and this old thing is very flexible. It feels like he may not have such dexterity before he died.

Attilan felt that Deathclaw's corpse transformation was similar to mechanical ascension. The biggest difference was that one used bones and the other used metal.

The dragon's bones are stronger than most metals, not to mention the old thing's compression and processing, especially his scarlet claws.

Attilan subconsciously took two steps back after seeing this.

Attilan's sixth sense told him that after being hit by these scarlet bone claws, he would experience what is truly worse than death.

The Ursine transformed the body of the Thunder Bear into something about the same size as a Deathclaw.

The Ursine looked at Deathclaw seriously.

"Your paws seem to be different from the last time we met."

Deathclaw didn't say anything, and directly attacked the Ursine. His starting point was similar to that of Attilan, with white mist covering his traces, and his white mist was not as harmless as Attilan's water mist.

By absorbing the white mist, you can experience the various plagues and curses that Deathclaw has collected over the years.

The vine woman waved her hand towards Attilan.

"You can't stay in this oasis any longer. If you stay here any longer, you may not be able to save your life. Be prepared to seal off this oasis. No one will be allowed to come near it for at least ten years."

The pollution left on the land by the Deathclaw's white mist will take at least this long to be purified. Once life breaks in, it will spread the plague and curse outward.

Deathclaws can also absorb power from it. Liches like to use this method to create death and harvest souls. It is difficult for you to judge whether the plague is naturally generated or whether the lich is behind it.

The Ursine can create a school of monks, and his melee capabilities are naturally quite excellent. He can easily withstand the attacks of the Death Claws, while the Death Claws selectively dodge his attacks.

Unless it affects his attack on the bears, he won't hide at all.

The bearman can hit him ten times or a hundred times, but as long as he catches the bearman once, it will change the direction of the battle.

The bearman once again used the thunder bear claw to block the scarlet bone claw, while the vine woman continued to disperse the white mist from behind, while purifying the bearman's influence and treating the bearman's injuries.

The Lich's body carries a curse that triggers every touch.

The situation seemed to be tilting towards Deathclaw. After gaining the upper hand, Deathclaw also started talking trash.

"Gyogai, it seems that you are not very good either. I was worried just now for nothing. How long can you hold on to my scarlet blood claws?"

"This battle has just begun, but at this level, I can fight with you all day long!"

Deathclaw didn't know that when his breath leaked onto this continent, a guy who had been waiting for him for more than 100 years opened his eyes in his dragon palace.

And rushed towards the coordinates where the aura leaked as quickly as possible.

After sensing his breath, the bear man's lips curved into a smile.

Soon, Deathclaw also noticed his rapidly approaching aura.

He looked at the bear-man in horror.

"How could he join forces with you!"

Cautious as a death claw, the first reaction is to run!
But he was clung to by the Ursine, and even though he was hit by Deathclaw's bloody claws, the Ursine did not let him go.

Until the giant dragon with yellow-green dragon scales appeared on the battlefield, heavy rain fell instantly, forming a powerful field that blocked the Deathclaw's retreat.

Attilan stared at the swamp dragon that appeared in the sky with wide eyes. The huge body of nearly a hundred meters, the graceful lines of the dragon body, and the vast dragon power suppressed him.

It was obviously a swamp dragon, but its aura was exactly the same as that of an ocean dragon. Attilan began to long for the scene when he became as powerful as the swamp dragon.

"This is what an ocean dragon should look like."

(End of this chapter)