Have you had enough, Miss Vampire? It's time to get down to business.

……

The three mid-level transcendents who were ordered by the Duke to stay with Lady Windsor and help her complete the magic circle, without exception, all unfortunately became sacrifices.

After the necromancy was activated, the three of them realized Lady Windsor's viciousness and the betrayal from the Duke of Campbury... Unfortunately, it was too late.

The magic circle mercilessly absorbed their life and spiritual power, and then injected it all into the dragon skeleton!

"It's done!"

The corners of the dangerous veiled lady's mouth began to rise.

Under the influence of extraordinary power, tendons and muscles appeared out of thin air, gradually clinging to the dragon's skeleton, followed by the internal organs in the chest and abdomen, the membranes on the wings, and the scales on the skin...

In just half a minute, the white skeleton had transformed into a mighty black dragon!

It stood up slowly and spread its wings, with a wingspan of nearly ten meters!

"Such a complex and large-scale spell actually succeeded on its first try..." Lady Windsor couldn't contain her ecstasy. "Luckily, the spiritual power of those 'sacrifices' was strong enough, otherwise it wouldn't have been so smooth..."

At the same time, a strong fishy smell came over.

This resurrected black dragon is still essentially an undead creature, with a half-rotten body and empty eye sockets. The spiritual power emanating from its body is mainly of "undead" attributes... but it is also mixed with some "dragon" characteristics.

Theoretically, it should be able to help me open the seal of the Dragon Clan's treasure house!

As for whether I can deal with Duke Campbell and the few remaining men around him... well, that's not a big problem. The undead dragon I created is at the sixth level in strength!

Moreover, it will do exactly what I command!

"Get down and keep your head down," Lady Windsor commanded, trying to get on the dragon's back.

However, something strange happened...

The Black Dragon didn't obey the order at all.

The giant creature slowly turned its long neck, looked around blankly for a long time, and then tried to raise its front paws, as if to check its own physical condition...

"Get down!" Mrs. Windsor ordered again.

The Black Dragon still turned a deaf ear.

What's going on? Why isn't it listening?

Mrs. Windsor was a little confused for a moment and had no idea what was going on.

Could it be that this dragon... has a will of its own?

But, it's just an undead creature that I resurrected?

Mrs. Windsor calmed herself down and quickly recalled the arrangement of the magic circle in her mind to confirm that she had not made any mistakes... Could it be that there was a fourth person around the magic circle besides me and the sacrifice?

And for some reason, his spiritual power was not sucked away, and he even took away the "control" of the dragon from me?

How can this be? !

54. I have grown bigger and stronger

This is a very dramatic coincidence.

It can only be described as a "miracle".

After the doll Roland was bounced away by the sealed power, it fell from its eye socket into the skull of a dragon skeleton, which happened to be the one that Lady Windsor later chose.

Roland was so frightened that he dared not make a sound or move.

As Lady Windsor began to draw a magic circle around him, Roland felt hopeless. He thought this magic circle was clearly a sinister necromancy spell, and it was sure it wouldn't end well... It seemed like the leader of the Ouroboros, the great villain "Black Mamba Roland," would have to face his end here today...

Its pessimism proved unnecessary.

The magic circle set up by Mrs. Windsor would absorb the spiritual power and life of all living things within a certain range, but Roland did not have any spiritual power at all now, and it was hard to say that he was "alive", so the magic circle did not have any negative impact on him.

Quite the opposite.

Under the influence of the necromancy spell, half-rotten flesh and blood quickly formed, soon enveloping Roland, who had no time to escape, and making it impossible to distinguish between them... Then, the target of the "Soul Fixation" spell attached to the doll's body also shifted accordingly...

As a result, this black dragon shaped by necromancy became Roland's new body!

Of course, Roland couldn't figure out the reason for a while.

It only knows one thing—

I got bigger and stronger.

I'm no longer a silly doll, but a majestic dragon! I'm even several sizes bigger than the little Meimei after she transformed!

"I have been dormant for ten years, enduring humiliation and finally the day of my comeback has come!" Black Dragon Roland clenched his front paws and muttered to himself.

It realized that its voice was now powerful and deep, and was finally no longer the voice of a childish girl.

Moving!

In addition, it can clearly feel the abundant spiritual power contained in its body.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, this power, I guess it's level five... No, level six? I've never wielded such a powerful force before! Haha, I wonder what that evil-minded Lor would think when he sees me like this?

Your family treats me like a servant, but have you ever considered the "cost"?

Thinking of this, it twisted its neck and looked in the direction of Lor.

It is a little unbelievable. As an undead creature, it has no eyeballs in its empty eye sockets, but it can see the entire underground space clearly... Supernatural powers are so magical!

Soon, the Black Dragon Roland locked onto Lor's figure.

Oh no, that guy doesn't look good.

There were several wounds on his body and an arrow stuck in his chest, which looked like it had hit a vital part... He was an exorcist and should have been able to use healing magic, but I didn't see him healing himself... I guess he was injured too badly and couldn't mobilize his spiritual power as usual.

Whatever.

Since you are about to die, I will not settle the score with you.

As for the other two members of this family... well, compared to me, Meimei is just a tiny thing, not to be feared at all! But that crazy girl Isabella is most likely a demigod-level vampire. Even if I were a sixth-level undead dragon, I might not be able to defeat her.

Roland, who was a little dazed at first, suddenly came to his senses when he thought of Isabella's chilling crimson eyes.

but……

With my current strength, I can at least escape, right?

Besides, now is a good opportunity!

That crazy girl and Meimei have entered the so-called treasure house. I have to run away quickly before they come out!

But before that...

"Hey, woman, were you talking to me in an imperative tone just now?" It looked down at the veiled woman not far away and spoke in a heavy bass voice full of majesty.

At this moment, Lady Windsor realized that the situation was not good and had used her extraordinary ability to summon many skeletons and zombies to guard her. However, in order to revive the dragon, she also consumed a lot of her own spiritual power, so these skeletons and zombies were not very strong.

To the Black Dragon Roland, they were just like a swarm of bugs.

"Die to me!"

It roared and swept past with its thick black tail like a whirlwind!

……

What's going on with that dragon?

The injured Lor was watching the black dragon making a fuss in the distance and was very surprised.

The way he used to phrase it, always saying "this sir", was so distinctive... Because they were a bit far away, the Duke of Campbury and others who were besieging Lore didn't hear it clearly, but Lore, who had sharp senses, heard it clearly.

There's no mistake, it must be Roland!

he thought.

That guy, occupied the body of the dragon?

Regardless of how it was done, well done!

The little doll has done a great job!

As a result, the water in the pool was completely muddied.

And in chaos, there are often opportunities.

Lor narrowed his eyes slightly, his brain working rapidly.

I haven't figured out the details of the strange notebook in the Duke of Canbury's hand yet, so it's best not to confront him head-on right now... Also, although Isabella and Meimei have escaped the entanglement of illusions, judging from the vision shared by the eldest lady, the situation is still not optimistic. Meimei, in particular, seems to be a little off...

I have to rush to them, check the situation, and then consider the next countermeasures.

Ok……

Whether it was the Duke of Canbury or Lady Windsor, if they wanted to enter the treasury, they would have to rely on the spiritual power of the dragon clan... So they certainly wouldn't let Roland escape easily. However, subduing him would be no easy task. Even if they succeeded, it would take a lot of effort...

In other words, Roland can not only severely inflict heavy damage on the enemy, but also help me buy a lot of time!

at this time.

Lor heard someone approaching quickly from behind.

During the fight, he had already memorized the characteristics of the besiegers' steps, so he was able to quickly determine that the person who was attacking from behind was the Duke's confidant and nephew, the second-level extraordinary person Trevant.

"Finally here... Please be quick and decisive, I'm in a hurry." Lor thought to himself.

He kept his back facing the enemy, as if he was completely unaware of the attacker's approach.

It was not until the moment when Trevante's "spiritual blade" pierced his heart that Lor suddenly made a move... He spun around suddenly, and a light suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and quickly condensed into a sharp sword, slashing towards Trevante's throat!

Lor's movements were smooth and flowing. The "flowing light" appeared and disappeared quickly. The whole process was extremely short. To others who were a little further away, it was just a fleeting white light.

"It's a rare chance for me to die. If I don't take someone with me, wouldn't that be a shame?"

Lor laughed.

At the same time, blood gushed out from Trevante's neck.

When he was on the verge of death, he watched in astonishment as the "Mr. Sylvie" in front of him suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by an ugly, tattered doll made of straw.

55. Make a big scene

Inside the treasure house.

Lor suddenly appeared beside Isabella. His body no longer felt any pain, all his wounds had healed, and even the clothes that were torn in the battle were restored to their original state.

In addition, all the items I carried with me are still there.

"The effect of this 'Evil-Avoiding Scarecrow' is truly powerful..."

He sighed secretly in his heart.

To be honest, before escaping death, Lor was actually a little nervous. Fortunately, this scarecrow was purchased from the Dark Moon Society's tea party. With the hostess as a guarantor and the zombie rabbit as a witness, it couldn't be a fake.

"Lore!"

Isabella rushed over, tightly grasping Lor's shoulders with both hands, and looked him up and down several times, confirming that he had really been resurrected with full health and full status, and then she felt a little relieved.

Then, her expression gradually darkened, and a dangerous light flashed in her crimson eyes:

"How many people are left outside?"

At this moment, Isabella exuded an oppressive aura.

Just standing next to her, you can feel the tingling sensation on your skin!

This reminded Lor of the night when he first met her... No, Isabella now was even colder and more terrifying than she was then!

It seemed that she was really angry.

The reason was not difficult to understand. After all, all the pain that Lor had just endured in the battle was transmitted to her through the "sensory sharing" mechanism...

That alone would have been fine, but what was more important was that her beloved family member had just been "killed".

unforgivable!

None of those blind guys outside will be able to leave alive!

"Besides Roland and Benjamin Bane, whose whereabouts are unknown, there are four others... Lady Windsor, the Duke of Canbury, and the two fourth-level transcendents accompanying the Duke."

Lor counted in his mind and replied:

"But don't worry, Miss. Let Roland fight them off for a while. I don't know how that guy managed to possess the undead dragon created by Lady Windsor... You saw it through my vision, didn't you?"