Two Worlds: The Demon Cultivator Mistakenly Enters the Lord's World

Chapter 207 The Tomb for Recruiting Liches

This fierce battle, which went from thunderous clashes to a standoff between the undead, was expected to end in bloodshed on one side. However, it unexpectedly ended abruptly with the dragon lich surrendering, without even a trace of lingering tension, which felt rather rushed.

But on second thought, this ending was the best possible outcome for him; it was a happy ending for everyone.

In this confrontation, he paid a negligible price.

However, the ordinary undead creatures under Ironwall's command, used for charging into battle, became cannon fodder. Most of them were the lowest-ranking bone soldiers and rotting corpses. Even if they were all lost, they could be quickly replenished by the power of the Bone Spire, so it had no impact on the overall combat strength.

Looking at the nameplates of the Dragon Lich, the Demon Lich, and the Witch, Lu Feng recalled the fierce battle just now.

The opponent's mage armor and bone shield wall could withstand the impact of the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, and the summoned undead legion were all quite powerful. Moreover, the opponent himself could withstand the old dragon king's thunderous attacks for a long time.

Judging from these performances alone, Gewu's strength is in no way inferior to most late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators who have mastered supernatural abilities.

Even because of the necromantic spell, which can summon helpers of the same level, it is superior to many cultivators with weak supernatural powers.

Mastering the spell of summoning the undead means that the enemy will be surrounded by more than a dozen two-star golden undead creatures as soon as the battle begins, allowing them to win with numbers. It is truly a superior spell that can change the course of the battle.

Such a high-value deal would make even the most astute businessman envious.

"That's such a great deal!"

Lu Feng stroked the skeletal spire, a slight smile playing on his lips.

With the powerful subordinate of Gewu, the Blackrock Territory's undead army will be strengthened to a new level, giving them an extra trump card when facing other forces in the Lord World and the Cultivation World in the future.

Although the process was hasty, the results were enough to make all the rush worthwhile.

The only one who felt somewhat uncomfortable was naturally the Old Dragon King of Honghu.

He had already retracted his hundred-foot-long dragon body and transformed back into a human with a dragon head, but even so, the dragon shaman Gwitch's gaze remained glued to him like glue.

The newly surrendered dragon lich had a blazing fire in his eye sockets, and his mouth stretched to his ears, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

His fervor for the dragon almost overflowed from his eyes, and even his breathing was filled with a cautious reverence, as if looking at it even once was a blessing.

The old Dragon King subconsciously turned to the side, scratching his cheek with his dragon claw. Having lived for hundreds of years, he felt uncomfortable being "stared at" like this, and his entire body of scales seemed to tremble with unease.

This almost blindly enthusiastic gaze reminded him of the past.

At that time, he was still cultivating in seclusion deep in Honghu Lake. Occasionally, he would appear in the land of Liang Kingdom to summon wind and rain, bringing sweet rain to the drought-stricken farmland and calming the floods in the overflowing rivers.

When ordinary people who toil in the fields saw his dragon image, they looked at him with the same eyes, kneeling and worshipping him with eyes full of awe and fervor, regarding him as a true god.

However, anyone who embarks on the path of cultivation, whether human cultivator or fellow demon, harbors a pursuit of power and self-respect in their heart. Even if they revere dragons, they would never reveal such unreserved obsession.

After all, in the world of cultivators, the law of the jungle is an unchanging rule, and only one's own strength is an eternal belief. The strength of others will only arouse their fighting spirit to catch up, rather than blindly submit.

The old Dragon King of Honghu Lake really couldn't understand why the dragon witch and the witch in front of him, who was clearly a 2-star gold-level cultivator, was comparable to a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

In terms of combat power, he is considered a strongman in the Lords world. Why is he so obsessed with the concept of "dragons" to the point of losing himself?

Are dragons and gods really that powerful in the Lord's World?

Lu Feng couldn't explain the questions in the mind of the Old Dragon King of Honghu, as this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

However, the belief in deities is indeed a fairly common phenomenon in the world of lords.

The belief in deities is indeed a fairly common phenomenon in the world of Lords.

After all, there are indeed powerful gods residing high in the starry sky here, their divine kingdoms enveloped in a halo, like a throne in the heavens, looking down upon all living beings from above.

More importantly, here faith in deities is not just empty talk, but a real way to gain power and benefits.

Just like the shadow priests of the drow elves in Blackrock Depths, who devoutly worship the goddess Lolth and thus receive the power of shadow from her, enabling them to cast even stronger curses and healing spells.

There are also paladins and holy priests of the Golden Eagle Territory of Akalia, who believe in the Holy Light and can draw upon holy energy to protect themselves and dispel the death aura of the undead during battle.

The reason why the Gwitch is so obsessed with dragons may be because the dragons in the Lord of the World can also grant power to believers like gods.

However, the thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before Lu Feng quickly put it out of his mind.

These speculations have little impact on him.

Now that the Dragon Lich Gwitch has joined Blackrock Depths and has a green nameplate above his head that reads "Hero of Blackrock Depths," he is now one of his most capable generals.

Whether they believe in gods or are extremely fanatical about dragons, as long as they can mobilize the undead army to fight and defend their territory with their 2-star gold strength, they can bring real power boosts to Blackrock Territory.

that's enough.

With the surrender of the former dragon lich Gely, the abandoned green dragon cave in Roland Forest finally opened its long-sealed doors to Lu Feng and his companions.

Lu Feng and the Old Dragon King followed closely behind Ge Wu and stepped back into the mysterious cave.

Unlike the oppressive atmosphere of the last hasty exploration, this time there was a wizard leading the way.

He simply raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the black, deathly mist that filled the cave quietly melted away along the cracks in the rock wall, revealing its original form.

With their view suddenly opened up, they were able to see more of the hidden details inside the cave.

The walls of the Green Dragon Cave have clearly been meticulously restored by human hands, polished to an exceptionally smooth finish. Intricate vine patterns are carved on the stone walls, and faint traces of pale green spiritual light remain between the patterns.

The cave ceiling is arched high, like a dome supported by giant trees. Every few feet there is a natural stone pillar, with lifelike stone dragon sculptures wrapped around the pillar.

Looking at the whole structure, this is not a cave where wild dragons dwell, but rather a huge palace hidden in a giant wooden cave. It has both the ancient and heavy feel of a natural cave and the exquisite elegance of human carving. Majesty and agility coexist, and everywhere you look you can see the extreme refinement of the green dragon's former owner.

The green dragon, Tribes, was once the lord of Roland Forest, and various races gathered under his command.

There were goblins, elves, dwarves, and all sorts of other races skilled in the arts. These races devoutly served the green dragon Tribes, regarding her as the guardian of the forest. How could they allow their noble mistress to live like a savage in a simple cave?

That was a tremendous desecration of Lady Tribes's majesty; such a palatial cave was more befitting of her status.

Even the most perfect creation cannot withstand the erosion of time.

Lu Feng took a few steps forward and kicked a piece of loose stone.

The cave ceiling has cracked in several places, and pebbles are falling down along the cracks. Most of the vine patterns on the stone walls have faded, leaving only blurry outlines. Some of the stone dragon sculptures that once guarded the palace have broken heads, and some have lost their scales, all bearing the marks of time.

This decline, after being taken over by the dragon lich, the demon lich, and the ghoul, became even more sinister and eerie.

The ground was no longer clean rock, but piled with the bones of a large number of monsters: orc skulls, goblin limbs, and even the remains of several half-dragons, stacked layer upon layer into more than a dozen bone mounds several meters high.

These bones were not discarded randomly, but arranged in a special way, with jet-black nectar ointment applied between the bones, faintly forming a huge six-pointed star magic circle.

The death energy in the center of the magic circle was like a tangible black mist, swirling and rising upwards, completely dispelling the already thin natural aura around it, and even the air was filled with a bone-chilling cold.

The once sacred Dragon Palace has now been completely reduced to a den for the dead.

At the center of the six-pointed star magic circle is an exquisite wooden coffin, crafted from the essence of a giant tree outside the cave. It is carved with numerous intricate patterns and inlaid with death crystals, which can draw upon the energy of death to nourish the undead creatures sleeping within.

This coffin is not just for decoration; it is where the dragon shaman, the demon shaman, and the sorcerer usually sleep and cultivate.

The death energy gathered by the magic circle would permeate the coffin, slowly nourishing his half-dragon body, slowing down the decay of his bones and remaining flesh, allowing this undead body to bear his power for a longer time.

After all, for Gryphon, who had transformed himself into a lich, there was no longer a physical body in the traditional sense.

The half-dragon's body is now merely a tool for traversing the human world. As long as the lich's phylactery remains intact, even if this body is completely decayed, he can easily possess a new body, changing bodies as easily as changing clothes.

Lu Feng did not find any useful treasures or resources in the cave.

Led by the witch, he explored every corner of the cave.

The rooms and warehouses that once held treasures are now empty, with only scattered pebbles and dried moss remaining on the ground.

This green dragon's lair has been abandoned for too long. When the green dragon Tribes left, he packed up all the treasures he had accumulated, including gold and silver jewelry, magic scrolls, dragon scales and blood, and left not a single gold coin behind.

Later, Tribes' territory fell apart, and this unclaimed cave was ravaged by a fierce war. The few remaining relics were either looted or destroyed in the fighting.

I thought that even if the Green Dragon's Nest was abandoned, there would still be some remaining treasures. But I didn't expect to find not even a single gold coin. The only things that could be called "resources" were the gloomy skeletons and the death crystals on the coffins.

But Lu Feng couldn't very well go up and pry off the death crystals from the magic circle that the witch needed every day.

Not to mention that this move would discourage his newly recruited subordinates, those death crystals were indeed of little use to Lu Feng.

With the primary elemental pool inside the Bone Spire, Lu Feng also mastered the technique of condensing death crystals. As long as there is enough death energy, he can produce death crystals himself.

They certainly don't need those few from the Gwitch's coffin.

Thinking this, Lu Feng's gaze fell back on the shaman standing with his head bowed to the side, and the melancholy in his heart instantly dissipated by more than half.

In retrospect, the most valuable thing in this green dragon's lair is not some illusory treasure at all, but the dragon lich Geralt himself.

This guy has been able to linger in the Forest of Roland for many years and even cultivated to the level of a 2-star gold-level expert. It's unknown how long he has lived. The knowledge of necromancy, the secrets of his territory, and even the possible traces of dragons that he may know are the truly precious things, far more valuable than gold and silver.

Lu Feng cleared his throat and asked bluntly, "Gewu, do you have any good stuff that can help my territory grow stronger?"

He then briefly described the situation in Blackstone Territory.

From the nascent undead legion to the various fully functional undead buildings, it is specifically mentioned at the end:
"We now have a mage tower built in our territory, and two 2-star undead unit buildings, which is quite good for a 2-star territory!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Feng saw the soul fire in Ge Wu's eyes flicker.

He was initially drawn to the identity of the Old Dragon King of Honghu Lake, which is why he joined Blackstone Territory without hesitation. He was content with serving the dragon and never had any expectations for the undead forces in this territory.

But to everyone's surprise, Blackrock Territory was actually a sizable undead territory.

The configuration of a mage tower and two 2-star troop buildings far exceeds the average level of a normal 2-star territory.

For the Gryphon, who had already transformed into a dragon lich, this undead territory of such scale was an unexpected delight.

In particular, regarding the Bone Spire mentioned by Lu Feng, as a lich who has experienced the ages and is a powerful expert in necromancy, Gewu knows better than anyone the value of the mage tower.

It was not only a sacred place for necromancers to cultivate, but also a war fortress, a powerful force that could be used in actual warfare.

"Yes, yes, my lord, I do have some good stuff here!"

Ge Wu eagerly took two steps forward, his tone full of urgency and ingratiation, and laughed:

"My memories contain many secrets of the undead race, including the complete construction method for the undead race's 2-star unit building, the Tomb!"

He deliberately emphasized the word "tomb," and his speech quickened:

"This is no ordinary troop building. Once completed, it can directly recruit the 2-star lich! Liches are an advanced version of ordinary necromancers. They can not only control more undead minions, but are also proficient in a variety of necromancy spells. Their battlefield support and attack capabilities far surpass those of undead of the same tier. They will definitely be a great asset to the undead army of Blackrock Territory!"

"At the same time, liches can also reside in your mage tower, Lord, to assist you in researching, upgrading, and maintaining the Bone Spire, and improving the operational capabilities of various magic arrays within the mage tower. Liches are scholarly mages among the undead, synonymous with wisdom, capable of continuous progress through learning and research, enhancing the various technologies and spells of the undead race."

Upon hearing what the dragon lich, Gwitch, said, Lu Feng was immediately overjoyed.

Another 2-star Undead unit building, and a rare Wizard-type unit building at that.

With the addition of the Vampire's Haunted House, the Death Knight's Dark Temple, and the three 2-star unit buildings of the Undead race, Lu Feng has now collected them all.

(End of this chapter)