Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 466 Begging Me Won't Work

Stab it! ! !

A pale beam of light pierced the heavens and earth, completely engulfing Azrael's bluish-gray figure.

That was not a simple lightning bolt, but a thunderbolt compressed to the extreme, a condensation of elemental power!
The raging lightning surged wildly, tearing apart the Lich King's tough undead body. The blinding light left all onlookers with nothing but a white blur, their retinas burning painfully.

Ahhhhh!
The piercing, inhuman screams of the soul were drowned out by the deafening thunder; it was the agonizing wail of the soul being repeatedly lashed and scorched by the power of thunder.

These lich kings are completely immune to physical attacks, remaining unfazed even when their hands or feet are chopped off. This behavior often leads laymen to believe that they are all tough as nails. In reality, however, when it comes to the soul, they still feel pain and wail, and the pain is far more intense than physical torture.

Azrael desperately cast instantaneous magical shields in an attempt to defend himself, but these shields melted away instantly, like snow meeting the blazing sun.

Its magnificent robes turned to ashes in the lightning, and its bluish-gray bones cracked inch by inch under the terrifying energy impact, charred black, and even vaporized directly.

Even the undead dragon next to it was affected, howling in pain. Arcs of electricity crackled on its massive body as it was blasted half of its body apart by the aftershocks.

The massive shockwave spread outwards from them, completely ripping up, shattering, and evaporating the hard ice covering the ground.

The violent airflow, carrying ice shards, bone dust, and scorching air, formed a destructive ring-shaped impact that slammed into the distant holy light barrier, causing the barrier to shake violently and flash wildly.

The priests were shaken so badly they staggered and turned pale. If it weren't for the saint's previous blessing, the barrier would have collapsed.

Is this the renowned Nebula Chain Lightning? No wonder it's ranked among the top ten forbidden spells in history; it's incredibly powerful. It annihilated a Lich King transformed from a cloud giant with just one strike. If the opponent had succeeded in casting the spell, countless bolts of lightning would have turned the entire Gondar into scorched earth.

The lightning came quickly and went quickly.

When the blinding white light finally dissipated, all that remained was a huge, charred crater with lava flowing along its edges.

At the bottom of the pit, wisps of smoke carrying a burnt smell rose up.

Where is there even a trace of Azrael? Not even a remnant or a wisp of soul fire remains.

That staff had long since vanished.

The backlash from the Nebula Chain Lightning, combined with the severe burns from Livi's Holy Light, completely annihilated the powerful Lich King, along with his giant body with extremely high magic resistance, within the Nebula Chain Lightning he himself had summoned.

They didn't even have a chance to turn around and escape.

Just when everyone thought it was over, two muffled claps of thunder suddenly sounded from the dissipating dark clouds in the sky. As if holding back a bellyful of anger, it actually condensed into a thick, pillar-like bolt of purple lightning with a loud "boom" and crashed down on the lord.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden accident, their mouths agape in disbelief, as if urging the lord to run.

After all, this was a top-tier spell that easily destroyed a cloud giant lich king.

Instead of retreating, Li Wei suddenly stretched out his right hand at the moment the lightning struck, his five fingers spread wide, and actively grabbed the terrifying lightning bolt that was powerful enough to level a mountain.

"My lord!" Lagras's giant body trembled violently, and he cried out in alarm as ice shards fell from above his head.

But inside, he was almost crying with joy, desperately shouting, "Kill him! Kill him!"

The Titan's Diamond is now in their hands. Once they are struck dead, they can immediately take it back, and the giants can roam freely thereafter.

All the priests held their breath, and a barely perceptible hint of tension flashed in Fatil's eyes.

The red dragon Digen trembled in fright, nearly dropping the precious memory crystal. It immediately ran away, but then excitedly created a safe distance, adjusted its angle, and its small eyes shone with fanaticism. It muttered unconsciously, "Liwei is crazy! Absolutely crazy! I must record this exhilarating scene!"

Anyway, now that it has been refined into a weapon, it is no longer a mortal being and has been reinforced by an old alchemist with profound cultivation, so it should have no problem withstanding this attack.

As the personal weapon of the Lord of High Cliff Fortress, no one knew the opponent's strength better than it.

Although it didn't think the Nebula Chain Lightning could kill Li Wei, it was sure it would make him suffer.

Amidst the dazzling lightning, only Li Wei's tall figure and his right hand, which fiercely grabbed at the destructive lightning, could be vaguely seen, as if he had actually grasped the lightning bolt.

"Go!" the lord shouted, taking a step back, raising his right hand, and then with a "whoosh," throwing the "Thunder Spear" in his hand, aiming straight at a mountain peak at the end of his line of sight.

That was Razor Mountain, about twenty miles from Gonda City. It was a vertical mountain, so only some birds lived on it.

In the blink of an eye, a blinding white light suddenly appeared on the horizon.

The whole world seemed to freeze at that moment.

All that remained was a blinding white light and a deafening explosion.

Dead silence.

An even more profound deathly silence enveloped the entire battlefield than before.

The wind stopped, and even the air seemed to freeze.

Only the faint hissing sound of lava cooling and the crackling sound of ice slowly cracking under the aftershocks of the shockwave sounded particularly jarring in the air.

The priests inside the barrier gaped, their eyes wide, their faces filled with disbelief and shock.

"Gulp." Someone swallowed hard, the sound like a waterfall crashing down.

"Caught the Nebula Chain Lightning with his bare hands?" A Lich King's dry voice rang out, filled with deep shock and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

Their eternally burning soul flames were now flickering violently, like candles dying in the wind.

It was even more horrifying than seeing Azrael killed.

"You bunch of scoundrels attracted this lightning bolt to strike me, didn't you?" Li Wei's eyes were sharp as knives.

He was, after all, the Lich King, a big shot in the magical world. Although he couldn't do Nebula Chain Lightning, he could still manage to channel a bolt of lightning.

The remaining Lich Kings, seeing Li Wei's arrogant demeanor and sensing the increasingly unfathomable, even subtly majestic aura emanating from him, finally felt the fear within their soulfire overwhelm all other emotions. They instinctively took a step back, exchanging terrified glances.

Even Azrael, who wielded a divine weapon, was instantly killed, yet he could withstand Nebula Chain Lightning. What could the three of them possibly use to stand in front of this monster?

"No...it wasn't us!" The Lich King's soulfire, wielding his bone staff, flickered violently, his voice shrill and distorted as he instinctively denied it.

The eerie green soul flames in the empty eye sockets of the skull on its staff had dimmed somewhat, as if burned by Li Wei's gaze.

“It was Azrael… its final mental fluctuations triggered the remaining lightning element.” Another Lich King, who controlled wraiths, tried to explain, his voice dry.

The vengeful spirits that had been baring their fangs and claws around it had all shrunk into blurry gray shadows, trembling as if they had seen their natural enemy.

The last Lich King, who had condensed bone claws, remained silent, his immense undead aura completely concealed, as if he wanted to become an inconspicuous background figure.

With a playful sneer, Li Wei looked at the Lich Kings in the sky: "Since it's not you, what are you still doing standing there in the sky?"

“Your Majesty, the esteemed Dragon Knight, it’s not that we want to stay in the sky for any particular reason, but for our safety we have to do so. Although I’m not sure if this will be of any use to you, at least it will put our minds at ease,” said the Lich King Farin from the White Tower respectfully.

Lagras found Lagras extremely disgusted by this arrogant-to-obsequious manner.

Suddenly, a dragon's roar came from outside the barrier. Because of the magical barrier and the constant howls of the undead everywhere in Gonda, the roar was distant and faint, and no one would notice it unless they listened carefully.

"Don't worry, I have a strong sense of humanitarianism. As long as you lay down your weapons, surrender, and pay a sufficient ransom, there is a chance you might be spared." The lord smiled as he looked at the three people in the sky. "But if you try to resist, you will suffer the same fate as that Lich King."

It would be a waste to kill these three scoundrels like this. It would be better to take them to the Persian Gulf Empire and let them fight with those demon dogs, making the most of their remaining strength.

Even if you die, it's still a huge win if you can bite off a piece of flesh from the demon.

However, these guys have lived for thousands of years and are incredibly cunning. We need to find a way to sign slave contracts with them to prevent them from turning against us.

Lagrass must know something about ancient slave contracts.

One of the Lich Kings wavered somewhat, but the Lich King named Falin bowed respectfully from afar and continued, "My lord, you are truly terrifying. Who knows if you are tricking us into coming down so you can kill us? I have consumed a dragon's heart, and I dare to guess that you cannot fly, right? And right now, your dragon is nowhere to be found, which means you are temporarily unable to deal with us. We can simply escape to a place where you cannot see us and hide until you become a skeleton hundreds of years later."

Azrael was far too careless, allowing the undead dragon to stand atop the church dome, only seventy or eighty meters above the ground, which resulted in the dragon knight lord jumping up and punching it into the ground.

However, they are now nearly a thousand meters above the ground. Even if His Majesty the Dragon Knight can still jump that high, the time required for such a long distance is enough for them to react and dodge the attack.

They now communicate using telepathy, since the distance is simply too great; unless one possesses the frost giant's booming voice, they cannot hear each other at all.

If they weren't unsure whether the actions of the other two Ayatollah leaders had succeeded, they would have already turned and fled.

"What is your name?" the lord asked the Lich King.

“Farin, my name is Farin, my lord,” the Lich King said.

“You’re clever,” Li Wei smiled slightly, “but that’s just cleverness. It’s utterly useless against absolute power!”

A loud dragon roar exploded in the air.

Fear was all that remained on the faces of the three powerful Lich Kings.

“I’ve said it before, the consequence of not surrendering is death!” Li Wei smiled shyly.

A master is a master.

Even before the dragon's roar had faded, Sersni's massive form tore through the clouds and swooped down, unleashing a corrosive breath that engulfed the three Lich Kings.

After dealing with most of the high-ranking undead in Gondar, the legendary Black Dragon Queen handed the remaining lowly creatures over to the Frost Giants and came here alone.

The three Lich Kings were all seasoned veterans of the battlefield. The moment they heard the dragon's roar, they each gathered their fastest and most powerful spells and unleashed them upon Sersni.

They naturally knew that such a simple, instantaneous spell would be difficult to deal with an adult dragon, and that it was mainly to test the opponent's strength.

Although they escaped the dragon's breath, their hearts sank to the bottom.

The opponent withstood all three of their instantaneous spells head-on, and there wasn't a single scratch on its jet-black, hard dragon scales, demonstrating the dragon's top-notch magic and physical resistance to the fullest extent.

This is a legendary dragon, and it is no weak one either; it has been a legend for at least a hundred years.

Once that dragon rider mounts the dragon, they will be like blue kites facing an eagle, mercilessly slaughtered.

Sersni's speed was beyond imagination. A huge shadow swept over again, enveloping the three Lich Kings, but she swept past them. Her movements were simple and brutal, yet they contained unparalleled power and absolute contempt.

"Surrender! We surrender! My lord, we offer up our soul contract!" Farin roared with all his soul power. The massive necromantic energy instantly contracted and condensed into a faint but clear soul imprint, which he then projected toward Li Wei without regard for anything else.

Plans and dignity are all worthless in the face of life and death!

If they weren't afraid of death, why would they transform into Lich Kings? It's simply so that their consciousness wouldn't succumb to darkness.

The other two Lich Kings finally reacted, screaming almost simultaneously as they condensed and released their soul imprints, their postures so humble they were practically dust.

"I gave you chances," Li Wei grinned. "Now forget it! Begging won't work!"

The fact that they only surrendered now proves that these guys are tougher than Ubigair, but not tough enough to the end. Even if they surrendered voluntarily, the lord wouldn't want them.

Lord, you are not afraid of recruiting spineless or hard-hearted people, but you are afraid of recruiting those in the middle.

The former proves to be easy to manipulate and control, while the latter, if successfully surrendered, will hardly be a cause for rebellion in the short term.

Only those guys in the middle are deep-seated and might be plotting some kind of conspiracy.

The three Lich Kings' faces instantly turned extremely ugly, but they didn't have a chance to hurl insults at all, because the legendary black dragon attacked again, this time with the Lord in tow.

(End of this chapter)