"Why did you enslave the lich?" Muria stared at the golden dragon Barthelemy in front of her. If she only relied on perception, Muria would never think that the person squatting in front of her was a golden dragon. "You have paid so much
The price is a bit high.”
"As expected of a descendant of the Dragon King, he has a broader mind than ordinary golden dragons. Ordinary golden dragons have no way of talking to me like this. I have to knock them down with absolute strength before I can explain to them properly."
The ancient golden dragon Barthelemy, who should have sensed Muria's bloodline aura, tore apart the space and came in admiration.
"Your appearance and your strength are too easy for others to misunderstand." Muria stared at the golden dragon in front of her. Instead of calling it a golden dragon, it would be more appropriate to call him a dark golden dragon.
This dragon is still roughly in the form of a golden dragon, but its golden dragon scales are covered with gray-black lines, full of the meaning of death, and its neck and head are covered with bone thorns, and there is no trace of it.
The graceful appearance of the golden dragon is ferocious and vicious.
"Because I have integrated too much death energy, my life form is different from that of ordinary golden dragons. There is nothing I can do about being misunderstood." Barthelemy, the ancient golden dragon, smiled a little disappointedly. It seemed that he was dissatisfied with his own form.
Not satisfied either.
"You haven't told me why you enslaved the lich?"
"The reason is very simple. You should know that every lich is a high-level mage. I value their productivity. After enslaving them, I can order them to continuously create wealth for me. This is equivalent to having a steady stream of wealth.
The production line of magic props and spell scrolls can bring me a lot of wealth."
Gujinlong Barthelemy introduced to Muria with beaming eyes, looking quite proud.
"Really? Then why are you like this now?" Muria continued to ask, the enslaved lich will not become like this. The enslaved lich only needs to leave a spiritual mark on the target. How is that possible?
It will be eroded by the death energy to the point where the life form will be changed.
"..." Gujinlong Barthelemy scratched his neck and said nothing.
"Is there something unspeakable? Forget it." Seeing that Barthelemy didn't want to say anything, Muria shook her head and didn't force it. Every dragon has its own right to privacy.
"There's nothing I can't say. It's just that I enslaved too many lichs, and after living with them for a long time, my body became like this." Barthelemy smiled and gave a seemingly reasonable explanation.
Muria was slightly silent. This kind of reason was enough to fool those young dragons. With the ability of the ancient dragon, unless it was transformed by the god of death himself, otherwise, only if he willingly could let death infiltrate its body and change its own form.
"Barthelemy, speaking of which, we are still like-minded dragons." Muria did not dwell on its form, but forcibly changed the topic.
"Huh?" The golden dragon, eroded by the death energy, had a strange expression on its face, "Like-minded?"
"Do you know what I'm here to do?" Muria asked with a smile.
"I don't know," Barthelemy, who vaguely guessed something, looked at Muria with a somewhat curious expression.
"I'm here to look for lichs, and I also want to enslave a group of lichs to work for me." Muria smiled and told him the purpose of coming to the Undead Cave, "However, I have never heard of it before.
Your name, we have the same ideas."
"Slave the lich? We are really like-minded." Barthelemy laughed loudly, "What level of lich do you want? How many do you want? I am the ruler of this area after all, and I know the locations where many lichs live in seclusion.
."
"Thank you very much." Muria looked surprised. Sure enough, a familiar dragon is easy to work with. "As for the legendary lich, seven or eight will be enough. As for the soul-level lich, I will give you as much as you can provide me."
How much do you want?"
"..." Barthelemy was speechless. There were seven or eight legendary lichs. What did they think of lichs?
"Why do you want to enslave so many lichs?"
"I have needs in this area." Muria didn't say much. He had just met this dragon. Even if it was a normal golden dragon, he wouldn't say much.
Sinapus is in urgent need of mage talents, otherwise Muria would not have thought of catching lichs. The Cloud Island transformation plan requires a large number of high-level mages, especially legendary mages. However, Sinapus has only a mere handful of legendary mages.
Three.
There is a mage Mason of unknown origin, there is also a dragon-slaying mage who attacked Clodia and was captured alive and was recently released, and the other is also a legendary mage who came to hunt dragons. These two are relatively decent.
Mage, but now they have been coerced and lured by Muria, and signed a thousand-year contract of prostitution.
"Don't you care? Slave lichs will be regarded as aliens by our fellow race." Barthelemy asked solemnly.
"I am a descendant of the Dragon King. How can I show my noble status if I don't stand out?" Mulia said half-jokingly, "If I just follow the rules like ordinary golden dragons, but am stronger than them, that would be too much.
I am ashamed of my bloodline."
"The descendant of the Dragon King is such a good identity." Barthelemy was stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved, "Follow me! Go to my place of residence, and I will give you all the information I have collected on lichs with no troublesome backgrounds.
you."
"It's a great honor, Lord Barthelemy." After hearing the golden dragon's invitation, Muria looked back at Michaela and saw that she had no objection. He agreed. He was very curious about a golden dragon living underground. His
What the residence will look like.
Behind Muria, Ilvester and Michaela remained silent or interrupted. Although Barthelemy noticed something strange, he did not ask about their identities. He saw that Muria
I was still a little wary of him. After all, he was a golden dragon fused with death energy. Not fighting him on the spot showed that I trusted him very much.
…
"What an astonishing magical attainment! The true God can only do this."
When Muria arrived at Baltaimi's residence, he couldn't help but let out a cry of exclamation, because he saw the sun and the tropical jungle at least three thousand meters above the ground, and all of this was...
Not an illusion.
"The demiplane that is permanently connected to the main world, Lord Bartholomew's magical attainments, not even a few legendary mages in the heaven can achieve this level." Seeing the scene in front of them, Ilvester and Micah
Liela also had a look of emotion on her face.
Ancient trees with strong vitality form an endless green sea. In the center of this special ocean, a pure white castle stands majestically, with some faint dragon-shaped creatures hovering in it, and the projection of the sun's law emits blazing sunlight.
"Your Excellency Liao Zang, there are many mages in heaven who are better than me, and my little tricks are nothing." Barthelemy was unusually humble, with a trace of the arrogance of a golden dragon in him.
"Please come in." When he reached the edge of the jungle and truly felt the sunshine, Barthelemy put one paw on his chest and stretched out the other paw in an inviting gesture.
After arriving at the castle in the demiplane of Barthelemy, Muria, Michaela and Ilvester were warmly received by this ancient dragon. It was obvious that this dragon was probably because of his strength.
I don’t have many friends anymore, so I am very enthusiastic about Muria.
Soon, Muria obtained a large amount of lich information from Barthelemy. The number of soul-level lichs was nearly fifty, and the number of legendary lichs was seven, among which one was actually Muria.
Ya's acquaintance.
"Captain Barbossa of the Undead," Muria, who was soaked in the pool of golden lava and felt warm all over, opened the information book in her hand and saw a man standing on a steel battleship emitting blue light, carrying Captain Triangle.
A hat, a high-spirited skeleton lich, Muria couldn't help showing surprise in her eyes.
"Your Highness Muria, do you know him?" Barthelemy, who was also soaking in the magma pool with a comfortable expression on his face, asked in surprise.
"Because of an accident, I had a chance encounter with this lich." Muria looked at the majestic lich above, with a trace of wonder on her face. "My hunch was indeed correct. I actually met him here again."
Got to him."
"This is a world-famous great lich. Your Highness, you are so lucky to be able to meet him and be safe and sound." Barthelemy, who had an unpleasant encounter with Barbossa, praised.
"Not only am I fine, I also completed a deal with him." A strange look appeared on Muria's face. He remembered that he got a palm-sized piece of legendary metal with life attributes from the great lich.