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Moraes Gidini brandished his bone scepter, controlling the wandering undead around him, causing them to leap one after another into the deep pit before him.

He discovered this node leading to the real world a long time ago, but it was too fragile to support his body as it passed through.

Just as he was preparing to send some low-level undead over to expand the passage with blood and souls, an extreme icy power completely blocked the exit at the other end.

But he did not give up. Time is the cheapest thing for undead creatures, and he believed that as long as he waited, things would eventually turn around.

Sure enough, the icy power on the other side of the passage suddenly disappeared not long ago. Seeing hope, he couldn't wait to command his undead legion to launch an attack.

However, when hundreds or thousands of ghosts and skeletons were thrown in, they vanished as if into thin air, without causing the slightest ripple.

Even the ghost he controlled, after passing through the node, only saw endless flames and was burned to ashes before it could last even a second.

Chapter Sixty-Six: Unfulfilled Ambition

"This isn't right! Something must be wrong!"

Even if there are powerful magical traps or creatures guarding the other side, and all the undead sent over are killed, the soul fragments and negative energy that dissipated after their deaths should have reinforced this passage to the point where it can accommodate higher-level undead!

"Why hasn't it changed at all? It can still only hold those mindless skeletons and zombies!!"

Even though he had long since abandoned most of his emotions, Moraes still felt as if something called anger was burning in the fire of his soul.

The unusual activity on the other side of the passage gave him an ominous premonition, as if if he didn't seize this opportunity, he would be trapped in endless waiting again.

This might be his only chance to go to the Prime Material Plane. He must go there to obtain the legendary Book of the Dead, which contains all the secrets of the soul.

"Damn Warren! Damn Klinnax, you never thought I'd be back one day, did you?"

Everything you have lost, I will take back with my own hands, and the rest of your lives will be shrouded in fear!

The fire of his soul flickered intensely in Moraes' eyes; his thirst for knowledge and hatred for betrayal finally made him make up his mind.

The white bone scepter in her hand, pieced together from the bones of countless undead, was tossed aside, and the tattered robe woven from the hair of banshees slipped off her body.

Even that withered and emaciated body suddenly collapsed to the ground in the next instant, and a huge soul emerged from its empty eye sockets.

He planned to discard all external possessions and this body, retaining only his purest soul, in order to meet the conditions for passing through this spatial passage.

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Thor planned to wait until his two blood relatives returned with three green dragons, and then have them find some white dragon whelps to see if they could transport the piece of True Ice back.

He didn't want to use the large explosive barrel unless absolutely necessary. If it really collapsed the entire underground cave, and he was unlucky enough to be hit by falling rocks, then he would be completely finished.

Moreover, if we could use the True Ice to seal up this mine and reopen it when we are stronger, wouldn't that be equivalent to having a way to continuously obtain spiritual essence?

Just then, a slight noise came from the nearby mine again. At first, Thor didn't pay much attention, but then he noticed that even the ground seemed to be shaking slightly.

This discovery startled him, and he leaped back to the edge of the mine. Looking down from the entrance, he saw a ripple like water appearing below the firelight.

"what happened?"

A faint doubt arose in his heart, but before he could figure it out, a huge black shadow emerged.

The flames burning above seemed to be suppressed by an invisible gale, suddenly dimming, and a hideous phantom soared into the sky, instantly flying out of the mine.

"Hahaha! I'm back! I'm back!!"

The piercing sound echoed in the air, making people's eardrums ache.

Thor stared at the creature that resembled a ghost, yet whose body was as solid as a physical being, and whose strength was many times greater than that of an ordinary undead. Alarm bells rang in his mind.

"What the hell is this? A Shadow Lord? A Banshee? Damn it! I should have sealed off the mine immediately instead of coveting those essences!"

Just as Thor felt a pang of regret, the phantom in mid-air turned its head and looked over with its scarlet eyes that radiated deep malice.

"Look what I've found! A red dragon cub on the path of reversion to its ancestral form. No wonder the undead creatures I sent didn't make a move. It turns out you were the one behind this."

This is truly amazing! It's just... incredible!

"To have gained such a perfect body so soon after returning to the Prime Material Plane—the great Grim Reaper and the Goddess of Magic must be blessing me!"

"Oh no! This old thing is trying to possess me!"

The piercing sound sent chills down Thor's spine. Without thinking, he opened his mouth wide and unleashed a dragonfire breath at the "ghost."

The raging flames surged forward like a river, but Morath did not dodge or evade. His body, now only a soul, suddenly flashed and appeared above Thor in an instant, pouncing straight at his head.

The speed was so fast that Thor had no time to react. He felt as if he had been hit hard on the head with a club, and after a moment of dizziness, nothing more happened.

The entire underground cavern returned to silence, with only the crackling sounds of burning zombies and skeletons in the nearby mine, as if nothing had happened.

Thor scratched his head, somewhat puzzled. Had that guy just been acting all high and mighty just to scare him?

Wasn't it supposed to be a possession? Why is it all talk and no action, and I don't feel anything at all?

Just as he was feeling completely confused, the subtle details flashing below his line of sight caught his attention.

Mental Essence +1.

Mental Essence +1.

Mental Essence +1.

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No longer fragments of spiritual energy, nor even fractions of a fraction, each flash represents a complete and whole point of essence.

He instantly realized what the giant spinning wheel in his mind was absorbing—the spiritual power contained within intense emotions, and fragments of the soul.

That guy just barged in like that, what's the difference between that and throwing a meat bun to a dog?

All the spiritual energy and malice surging towards him were intercepted by the giant spinning wheel as soon as they appeared, and they couldn't touch his soul at all, so he naturally didn't feel anything.

After figuring this out, Thor felt as if he had been struck by a windfall, and everything seemed so unreal.

Now I just hope that guy is strong enough, so he won't be easily drained and can provide me with more essence.

Without Morath's drive, no more undead creatures in the undead demiplane at the other end of the mine would leap into that deep pit one after another.

Thor then discovered that fewer and fewer undead creatures were emerging from the mine, and since he was planning to seal the mine again anyway, he let out a roar to the sky.

"You damned idiots! Where have you been hiding? If you don't show up in three minutes, I'll turn you all into ashes in this pit!"

How could a mere few dozen skeletons and ghosts possibly hold off three green dragon hatchlings and two red dragon calves for long?

It's obvious that these despicable guys must have been afraid of danger and ran away to hide somewhere nearby.

They only planned to observe for a while, and if nothing unexpected happened, they would come out. If things went wrong, they would run away immediately.

After their whereabouts were exposed, Sistana, Calp, and Tribes quickly came running over, panting heavily, as if they had really been through a great battle.

"We're here! We're here! We came as soon as we heard your call!"

"What happened?"

Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Search

Cunning, treacherous, and extremely selfish—these are instincts deeply ingrained in the blood of the Five-Colored Dragon.

Therefore, Thor was not surprised at all by Sistana and Tribes's actions, and simply gave them orders with a blank expression.

"This is the last time. Don't try to play any tricks on me. Go and find all the young dragons and their retinues that are still alive in this cave. I have something to tell them to do."

Upon hearing this, the two red dragons and three green dragons' eyes flickered slightly, and they immediately responded loudly, turning around and scattering in all directions.

Without a constant influx of undead creatures, the ghosts and skeletons that had rushed out earlier could no longer pose a threat to the other young dragons, and by now they should have been almost completely wiped out.

So Thor didn't have to wait long; about five minutes later, he heard a series of faint footsteps approaching.

He turned his head and saw that it wasn't Sistana or Tribes who were approaching, but a young black dragon with a completely black body, which was cautiously approaching.

In fact, black dragons are naturally drawn to shadows and negative energy, making them quite adept at dealing with undead creatures.

Given their fondness for carrion, zombies might even be considered a rare delicacy by them.

Dragons have always had excellent memories, and Thor is even more capable of remembering things almost at a photograph.

At a glance, he recognized the black dragon hatchling. Recalling the conversation between the hatchlings, its name seemed to be Worsog.

"I didn't expect you, you worm, to still be alive. Looks like you even got some benefits? That's quite a surprise."

Thor's pale golden pupils narrowed slightly, and a thin layer of black mist seemed to swirl around the body of this young black dragon.

That's an outward sign that comes from the inability to fully digest a large amount of negative energy absorbed in a short period of time.

This black dragon hatchling is quite bold, daring to devour undead creatures, seemingly unafraid that its muscles and skin will prematurely wither and shrink under the erosion of negative energy, thus affecting its subsequent physical development.

Worsog looked up at the red dragon before him, his eyes filled with deep apprehension and fear.

This red dragon is growing so fast! I remember when we first met it a few months ago, it was only about five meters long, but now it is nearly seven meters long.

This size is extremely exaggerated, even among young red dragons, and coupled with the faint aura of power it exudes, it seems out of place for someone of this age.

Therefore, he ignored Saul's slightly sarcastic words and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Have you found a way out?"

Thor didn't answer, but instead gave him a look as if he were an idiot.

The black dragon hatchling quickly realized that if Thor had found a way out, he wouldn't still be staying here.

However, the truth is that Thor already had some guesses about how to leave this place.

At first, he thought the maze in the underground cavern was set up by the spirits that crawled out of the mine.

But as time went on, he gradually realized that the real culprits behind this maze were the glacial dwarves.

If they really dug this mine where undead creatures emerged, then the Zhenbing blocking the entrance must also have been left behind by them.

All these preparations were made to prevent the undead creatures below from escaping, and the maze locks in the cave were no exception, serving as a second layer of protection.

It's likely that when those glacial dwarves were defeated, they deliberately lured them here.

They understood that, given the true dragon's greedy nature, it would be impossible for him to resist the urge to possess a piece of pure ice once he saw it standing on the ground.

Once this block of pure ice is moved, a large number of undead creatures will gush out like a geyser. Combined with the encirclement by the maze lock, it's a deadly trap that's like catching a turtle in a jar.

However, this was contingent on them being able to leave the underground palace beforehand, since those undead creatures did not distinguish between friend and foe and harbored equal hatred for all living beings.

In other words, besides the crack through which Thor and his group came, there must be other exits in this underground cavern.

Judging from the fact that these glacial dwarves used pure ice to seal the mine, the exit was very likely also covered by ice.

That's why we need to bring those white dragon cubs over as well, so that with their keen sense of ice elements, we can see if we can find another way out.

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About ten minutes later, Sistana and her group brought over some young dragons, orcs, and dragonborn one after another.

Just as Thor had anticipated, ordinary ghosts and skeletons posed little threat to these young dragons, and thus the vast majority survived.

The situation was similar for the dragonborn; the dragon blood within them also granted them magical resistance and vitality far exceeding that of ordinary creatures. The only ones who suffered heavy casualties were the orcs and kobolds.

Saul looked around at the growing number of members who were talking and arguing, creating a noisy buzz.

This irritated him, and he yelled, "Shut up!" before speaking in a deep, resonant voice after the surroundings quieted down.

"Anyone with a brain should have already noticed that all the dwarves who retreated into this underground cave have disappeared!"

This means that, besides the entrance we came from, there must be other exits that are not affected by the maze.

Now, everyone scatter and carefully search every inch of the surrounding stone wall to find that exit!

White Dragon! Pay special attention to areas with high concentrations of ice element!

A roar-like sound echoed through the underground cavern, and several young dragons were quite dissatisfied with the condescending tone of the command.

However, the moment he met those pale golden eyes that seemed to burn with flames, all his anger and rebellious thoughts were instantly burned away, and he subconsciously obeyed.

Even the dragon descendants dared not voice any objections at this moment.

They could sense that the red dragon had grown stronger and seemed to be in a rage; if they didn't handle it properly, their lives might be in danger.

After the surrounding young dragons and their retinues dispersed again, Thor lay down and focused his attention on the giant spinning wheel in his mind.