Chapter 683 Do you know who is the ruler of the world?
"Who?" In the dark and cold dark castle, a lich whose head was wrapped in purple soul fire raised his head. He felt that the soul mark he had planted was forcibly erased by a being no weaker than him, "Who?
Dare you touch the mark left by me, Yoram?"
Following the anger of the great lich, the roars of many undead monsters rang out outside the dark castle where he lived. The terrifying storm of resentful spirits spread to the surrounding areas with the castle where it lived as the center.
The undead in the storm were shivering in the storm, and some weak skeletons had their soul fires blown out directly.
But after the great lich vented his anger, he closed his eyes and meditated, "Being able to erase my brand is at least a legend. For the sake of a soul level, there is no need to be hostile to it, so be it!"
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"It was erased very easily. It looked like a bluff. It was much easier than I thought." In the soul space of the Dracolich, Muria used huge mental power to forcefully defeat the god of death.
The spiritual imprint left by the attendant was erased, and then his own imprint was planted.
It was a brand that was constantly changing between dragon and titan, emitting golden light, illuminating this spiritual space filled with deathly silence.
"Master!" The Dracolich became much more honest after witnessing the entire process of Muria erasing the spiritual imprint of his former master with his strong methods.
"Give me your phylactery." Muria directly asked the dracolich for the most fundamental thing of the lich.
"This..." The Dragon Lich's soul fire swayed violently due to anger and fullness. Even his former master did not ask for the Lich Phylactery from him. For the Lich, this request was too much.
"If you don't give it, then go die!" Seeing the hesitation of the dracolich, Muria's eyes showed a look of indifference. Although the lich is difficult to find in the underground, it really takes time and money regardless of the cost.
, can still be found, a mere soul-level lich is not irreplaceable, yet he actually dares to show off in front of him.
"I didn't say no, Master, spare your life!" Seeing the indifference and murderous intent in Muria's eyes, the Dracolich was immediately frightened and gave away his life box. It had no choice if it wanted to live.
"Pack up your things and then go in." When the dragon was about to hand over his phylactery to him honestly, Muria opened the entrance to his demiplane.
"Next." When Dracolich honestly walked into the demiplane with the high-level undead that had survived Muria's sudden and brutal attack, Muria tore apart according to the coordinates in the intelligence.
Opened the space crack and walked in...
"This is the second one. Is this aimed at me?" In the dark castle, after feeling that another soul-level lich was out of control, the great lich Yoram began to consider whether to take action.
Click! The third soul mark shattered and disappeared.
"Bastard, who is it? You have repeatedly challenged my majesty, do you really think I dare not take action?" I had tried my best to calm down the anger in my heart, but considering the strength of my opponent, I decided to swallow my anger and make an appointment.
Ram roared.
When he felt that the soul-level lichs he controlled were losing their senses one after another, he was completely angry, and at the same time there was a trace of uncontrollable fear. This was because he was not being taken seriously at all, and this was being targeted at him.
"I want to see who is so powerful and dares to attack me. It really makes me anxious, and I might give up my freedom." Yoram pulled out a purple and black invitation letter from his black robe, and in his head,
The soul fire swayed violently...
"I can't help it anymore." When Muria wiped out the mark in the soul space of the sixth soul-level lich based on the information, a look of anticipation appeared on his face. All six soul-level lichs were
Belonging to the same group, the supreme leader is the legendary lich Yoram with the title of Shadow of Death.
"A living person actually attacked me. Don't you understand who the real master of this continent is?"
In the underground cavity where the undead buildings in the central area were completely destroyed by Muria, a black eyeball with a diameter of three meters appeared, looking down. When he noticed Muria, Michaela, and Irvi
After hearing the legendary aura exuded by Ste, he was slightly startled, but after feeling the strong blood energy contained in their bodies, he immediately became excited.
A series of space cracks centered on this big eyeball, spreading in all directions, "This is the realm of the undead and the forbidden land of the living. No matter how strong you are, you must hide honestly. After being exposed, death will be yours."
The only outcome."
Huge amounts of death energy spurted out from the cracks in the space, and then, undead dragons composed of black mist or corpse dragons with shriveled muscles flew out, and behind them was an endless tide of undead.
"Undead dragon, very good!" Seeing the appearance of the undead, which represents the highest masterpiece of the undead, Muria's eyes were cold, and he knew that this was a helpless thing.
The upper limit of dragon growth is indeed very high, but the growth cycle is proportional to it. It is also long. Not one dragon among a hundred dragons may survive to the ancient dragon stage. Most dragons will die due to various accidents in the process.
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For mortals, dragons are objects of awe. For powerful beings, dragons are the best source of materials. Dragons live in a wide range of areas, whether it is the sky, the earth, the ocean, the desert, or even heaven and abyss.
You can find dragons everywhere.
"Should I take action, or should you take action?" Muria turned around and asked.
"I'll do it!" Michaela volunteered.
"The strength of this lich is not low. It is the fifth level of the legend. Ilvester, you come to hold Micah down."
"Well!" Hearing Muria's assignment, Ilvester felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't refuse, "Then what are you doing?"
"I will deal with his army of the undead." Muria's eyes showed murderous intent. In his hand, a staff blooming with three-color spiritual light appeared. As the magic circle appeared, elements visible to the naked eye appeared.
Come together.
In Muria's surprised eyes, some elemental elves flapping their small wings actually appeared in the elemental cloud surrounding the staff. These are elemental life forms that are only born in high-concentration elemental environments. They are not them.
Obviously without consciousness, he just followed his instinct and flew around the final circle.
"Yes," after hearing Muria's arrangement, Michaela nodded, and then ten burning crimson wings spread out on her back, and one piece after another gorgeous armor parts covered her perfect body.
"The Blazing God!" A panicked soul wave came from the crack in space, "How could it be? Why are you targeting me? I didn't do anything. There are so many lichs in Obisto, why do you
Find me?"
In Muria's spiritual induction, when the big eyeball appeared, malicious spiritual powers spread one after another. But when Michaelela revealed his true form, all these spiritual powers were like evasive.
The snake and scorpion disappeared.
"I actually want to run away! It's not that easy!" Michaelela, who had just revealed all his forms, showed an angry look on his face, turned into a fire rainbow, and rushed into the space crack that opened above the cavity, and Ilvester also
He hurriedly rushed in.
Muria also held the Staff of the End and slammed it on the ground. Then a temporary teleportation array connected to the Sinapus military camp appeared. The space was torn apart like a piece of paper, and then streaks of sunlight came from here.
Throwing in the torn space, along with the sunshine, one after another strong and burly giants came to Muria's side under the sunshine.
Above the torn space cracks, five-color dragons rushed out one after another waving their wings. Muria did not need to give orders. These new generations of five-color dragons who had experienced the education of the Sinapus Dragon Clan saw the undead dragons above their heads.
, rushed forward without saying a word. No dragon remained indifferent after seeing the corpses of his own kind being desecrated.
"The Lord of Obisto? I really didn't know there was such a thing!" A playful smile appeared on Muria's face. He looked around, and the remains of the undead fell from the sky like rain. The most courageous five-color dragon had already carried it.
The tide of dead souls rushed into the cracks in space.
"Your Highness!"
A huge ancient green dragon flew out from the space behind Muria and crawled at his feet. The young Muria landed lightly between the dragon's horns, then held the staff and pointed toward him.
Swing forward.
"Let's go in and ask, who is the master of Obisto? By the way, does he know who the master of this world is!"
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