Millennium Witch.

Chapter 129-128- Bone Dragon
Above a thick, dark cloud in the night sky, moonlight poured down without obstruction, turning the entire sea of ​​clouds into a flowing silver ribbon. The countless stars seemed within reach, so dazzling they were almost unreal.

In this utterly tranquil world above the clouds, a colossal skeletal dragon, almost the size of a battleship, lies dormant. Its skeletal wings are adorned with translucent membranes, and its snow-white spine resembles undulating mountains. Completely unaffected by the no-fly zone, it hovers here, like a forgotten, isolated island in the sky.

At the location of the bone dragon skull sat two men dressed in magnificent priestly robes. They not only set up tables and chairs there, but even had the leisure to brew a pot of red tea on the table, seemingly completely unconcerned about the hustle and bustle of the city below.

"Why go to such lengths this time? I don't understand." Between the two, a square-faced middle-aged man asked while sipping tea, "Didn't you say it was just two ordinary test subjects? Oh, and Nameless... Could it be that you couldn't beat her?"

The man next to him was even thinner, with his brown hair tied in a ponytail. He said, "That 'Nameless' is indeed exceptionally skilled in combat, but she is completely insignificant. The two test subjects are the most important."

He paused, then added, "You should also be able to sense that Black Tower's attitude towards those two test subjects is quite subtle, right?"

“There is some truth to that, but is it really necessary to take it so seriously?” the square-faced man said. “I think Lin Tui and Hei Chao are doing the same thing, it’s just that the Black Tower failed to keep an eye on them…”

“But don’t forget, ‘Divine Metamorphosis’ is different. Although there’s no evidence for this, ‘Divine Metamorphosis’ is more special than the ‘Erosion Seed’ of the Qilin-Melting Creatures and the ‘Abyss’ of the Black Tide Company,” said the long-haired man with a ponytail.

He lowered his head, took a sip of his black tea, and continued, "Your Majesty and I both believe that this special quality is the reason why Black Tower Medicine is so eager for these two test subjects. We only need to obtain either one to know exactly what makes 'Divine Transformation' special compared to the other two. Therefore, this operation cannot afford to fail."

The square-faced man said, "But why me? You, the dignified Soulfire Saint, aren't you enough on your own?"

Soulfire Saint was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "It is indeed a bit strenuous."

The square-faced man looked surprised: "You're not kidding, are you?"

Soulfire Saint shook his head: "Although I'm having tea with you, all my other energy has been devoted to dealing with her... In short, she's not easy to handle."

Then he asked, "Did you find those two test subjects?"

“Found it,” the square-faced man said.

"That's fine then." Soulfire Saint closed his eyes and continued to manipulate the evil spirit clones on the battlefield below, engaging in fierce battle with the mysterious and powerful silver-haired girl.

……

The cool moonlight shone down from the center of the night, coating the surface of the abandoned blast furnace in the steel plant with a cold, hard glaze.

Standing on the open grass, Ducha Bessma looked at the two little girls in front of him with an irrepressible smile in his eyes.

Because of these two experimental subjects, one of the five major reincarnation priests was directly eliminated, and he happened to run into them as soon as he arrived. His luck was truly indescribable.

He said with a forced smile, "Are you going to come with me obediently, or should I knock you out, smash that metal lump next to you, and take you all with me?"

Upon hearing this, he saw obvious tension and fear on the faces of the blonde girl and the mechanical puppet, but the silver-haired girl next to him had no reaction at all, and even looked up at the sky, seemingly not taking him seriously at all.

Then he heard the blonde little girl ask, "Are you the mage in their true form?"

Ducha laughed: "Yes, I am the original body, but I may not be as fragile as you think."

Most necromancers are not strong in their physical form because this is essentially a summoning mage class, and fighting with summoned creatures is the proper path.

Coincidentally, neither Ducha nor his superior, the "Ghoul Saint," are pursuing the path of summoning. The zombie army is merely an auxiliary force; they prefer to refine themselves into powerful ghouls, possessing terrifying physical strength and the ability to pursue even longer lifespans.

Of course, this comes at a price; the downside is that it will almost certainly lead to mental illness in the future. But Ducha believes that at the end of necromancy, there must be a way to achieve immortality without becoming mentally ill, which is the direction that most necromancers dream of.

Seeing that Ducha had confidently given a clear answer, Liana said to Zero, "I can handle this, don't make a move yet."

Zero hummed in agreement and obediently took a few steps back, looking very compliant.

Then, after the fireflies had retreated a certain distance, Liana turned around and instantly transformed into a phantom, rushing towards Ducha. Three shadowy tentacles emerged from beneath her clothes, like sharp spears, each aimed at a potential vital point on the zombie giant's body.

In an instant, the two sides clashed. Liana's fighting movements were rather clumsy, but her speed and strength were abnormally powerful. She circled the giant zombie like a ghost, using the Shadow Touch as an anchor point and spring, performing all sorts of alien-like shifts, moving and twisting like a nimble squirrel.

Ducha quickly became a little confused. His ghoul body was over three meters tall, while Liana was less than 1.5 meters tall. Coupled with the speed difference, he made several attacks, but apart from creating craters in the ground, he couldn't even touch a hair on Liana's head.

However, it wouldn't be easy for Liana to harm Ducha. Through long-term training, Ducha's ghoul body had become as hard as iron. Even without any defensive spells, he could withstand the heavy artillery fire of a magical mech without a scratch. Liana's tentacles were sharp enough, but unless they pierced vital organs like the eyes, they could only leave minor scratches on the opponent's skin. "Should we do something? There are more and more zombies around..." Firefly walked to Zero's side and asked softly.

Because Ducha was fully focused on hand-to-hand combat with Liana, the surrounding zombies, though encircling him, remained stationary, making it seem like a good opportunity to clear them out.

"Why don't we wait until Liana wins? These zombies will be uncontrolled and will all die." Zero squatted down, rested his chin on his hands, and revealed a mocking smile.

Can we really win?

"Of course, I will always believe in Liana."

"What about you? If you go up, can you defeat Ducha?" Based on past experience, Firefly was more confident in Zero.

Zero's smile deepened, but for some reason, beneath her long eyelashes, her dark red eyes held a strange and complex emotion.

“Of course.” She looked down at the ground and said with a smile, “But I can’t take care of her forever, and you too. The future… is still very long.”

Firefly didn't understand what she was talking about, but she felt that Zero had become increasingly strange since Fusijiang arrived, and she had even had this feeling before her sister appeared.

Is something about to happen?

But what exactly is it?

Why doesn't she say it?
Humans are indeed complex animals... it sighed silently.

……

A few minutes later, a heart-wrenching scream echoed through the deathly silent, abandoned steel plant.

When the firefly looked up, it saw a shadowy touch, as dark as ink, pierce through Ducha's chest, shattering his magical core and several key magical furnaces. This caused elemental mist, like steam, to continuously seep from Ducha's body, making him look like a bomb about to explode.

Immediately, Liana nimbly jumped off Ducha, creating some distance between them. She was breathing heavily, her face pale, and her golden hair was soaked with sweat.

During the fight, she precisely targeted a specific point on Ducha's chest. After some time, she finally broke through that single point, destroying important components such as the artificial magic core and magic reactor inside Ducha's body.

Although they didn't manage to kill Ducha, with most of his magic core gone, Ducha's power rapidly deflated like a punctured balloon, and his combat strength was naturally reduced to less than one-tenth.

"Wow! We really won!" Firefly cheered as she looked at Ducha, who was kneeling on the ground, extremely weak.

Almost simultaneously, the densely packed zombie army within the encirclement fell like wheat being cut down. Clearly, without its master's magical supply, the undead army was completely paralyzed.

The situation reversed instantly!

"I'm out of strength, Yvette, you finish me off." Liana's legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, speaking weakly.

In the battle just now, she had exhausted her magic and physical strength. If it were a one-on-one fight, she would be the one getting finished off now.

Fortunately, Ducha's orders were to capture her alive, which made him hesitant to kill her in the fight; otherwise, she would have had absolutely no chance.

"I'll do it! I'll do it!" Firefly quickly raised the muzzle of her gun and aimed it at Ducha's head.

But just as the call to counterattack was sounded, a strange noise suddenly appeared in the night sky.

That wasn't thunder, but rather the piercing shriek of some enormous creature tearing through the clouds at an astonishing speed.

Ducha, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly looked up. His zombie-like face was first taken aback, then he grinned with a vicious and mocking smile, staring intently at the two little girls in the room.

Liana and Firefly also subconsciously looked up at the night sky.

Then they saw, under the vast starry sky, a massive bone dragon with ghostly blue flames burning in its eye sockets, emerge from a patch of black clouds, descending towards their location like an ancient, resurrected ferocious beast.

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