novelraw Chapter 691 - 691 683 Do You Know Who the Master of the
Chapter 691 - 691 683 Do You Know Who the Master of the
Chapter 691: Chapter 683: Do You Know Who the Master of the World Is? Chapter 691: Chapter 683: Do You Know Who the Master of the World Is? “Who?” Within the gloomy and cold dark castle, a Lich, wrapped in purple Soul Fire, lifted its head. It felt that the Spirit Imprint it had planted had been forcibly erased by an entity not weaker than itself. “Who dares to touch the imprint I, Yoram, left?”
With the anger of this Great Lich, many undead monsters howled outside the dark castle where it resided. A terrifying storm of Vengeful Spirits radiated from the castle at the center, spreading in all directions. The undead in the nearby gathering grounds trembled at the storm, and the Soul Fire of some weak skeletons was even directly extinguished.
But after this Great Lich vented his anger, it closed its eyes in contemplation, “One who can erase my imprint must at least be a legend. There is no need to antagonize him for a Soul Intent Level, so let it be!”
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“It was removed easily, it looked intimidating but it was actually much simpler than I imagined.” In the spiritual space of Dragon Lich, Muria used enormous Mental Power to forcibly erase the Spirit Imprint left by his servant of the god of death, then planted his own imprint.
It was an imprint that continuously transformed between dragons and Titans, emitting golden light that illuminated this spiritual space filled with bleak colors.
“Master!” The Dragon Lich, having witnessed Muria erasing the Spirit Imprint of its former master, became much more obedient.
“Give me your Life Box.” Muria directly asked the Dragon Lich for the most fundamental thing for a Lich.
“This…” The Soul Fire of Dragon Lich swayed violently due to anger, even its former master had not asked for its Life Box. For a Lich, this demand was indeed too much.
“If you don’t give me, then die!” Seeing Dragon Lich’s hesitation, a look of indifference appeared in Muria’s eyes. Although Liches were difficult to find in the ground, with time and relentless effort, they could be found. A mere Soul Intent Level Lich was not irreplaceable, and it dared to put on airs before him.
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t give it, Master, spare me!” Seeing the indifference and intent to kill in Muria’s eyes, the Dragon Lich immediately surrendered its Life Box in fear. It had no choice if it wanted to survive.
“Pack your things, and then go in.” After this Dragon Lich obediently handed over its Life Box to him, Muria opened his Semi Plane entrance.
“Next.” When the Dragon Lich obediently walked into the Semi Plane with his high-ranking Undead legions who survived Muria’s sudden brutal attack, Muria ripped open a Space Rift based on the coordinates in the intelligence and walked into it…
“This is the second one, is it targeting me?” In the dark castle, after feeling the loss of another Soul Intent Level Lich, the Great Lich Yoram considered whether to take action.
Click! The third Spirit Imprint shattered and vanished.
“Bastard, who is it? Provoking my authority again and again, do you really think I dare not fight back?” Originally intending to swallow his anger due to the strength of his opponent, Yoram roared.
When he felt that the Soul Intent Level Liches under his control were losing touch one after another, he became completely furious, and there was an unstoppable fear. He was completely disregarded. He was being targeted.
“I’d like to see who has such great strength to dare to make a move against me. If you really push me, I’ll give up my freedom.” Yoram drew a purple-black invitation from his black robe, and the Soul Fire in his head swayed violently…
“He should not be able to bear it now.” After Muria wiped out the imprint in the soul space of the sixth Soul Intent Level Lich according to the data, a look of expectation appeared on his face. These six Soul Intent Level Liches all belonged to the same group, dominated by Yoram, the Legend Lich with the title of Shadow of Death.
“It turns out to be the invaders who are attacking me, don’t you understand who really rules this continent?”
In the cavern beneath the undead architecture of the central area that was almost completely destroyed by Muria’s attack, a black eyeball with a diameter of three meters appeared, staring down at the area below. When it noticed the legendary Qi radiated by Muria, Mikaer and Irvicester, it was slightly startled. However, when it felt the strong blood Qi in them, it immediately became excited.
Space Rifts spread out in all directions from this big eyeball, “This is the domain of the undead, inaccessible to the living. Even if you are strong, they have to hide obediently. After being exposed, death is your only fate.”
The colossal Death Qi erupted from the Space Rift, followed by the emergence of undead dragons made of Black Mist or gaunt skeletal dragons. Behind them was an endless tide of the undead.
“Undead dragons, excellent!” Upon seeing these masterpieces of undead, Muria’s eyes turned cold, knowing that this was an inevitable incident.
The growth limit of the Dragon Race was indeed high, but the growth cycle was equally lengthy. It was rare for even one out of a hundred dragons to live long enough to reach the Ancient Dragon stage. Most would fall halfway due to various accidents.
To mortals, Giant Dragons were revered entities. For powerful beings, dragons were the prime source of materials. The Dragon Race could live anywhere — the sky, land, sea, desert, Heavenly Realm, or Abyss — Giant Dragon figures could be found.
“Should I take the initiative, or will you?” Muria asked, turning around.
“I will!” Michaela volunteered.
“This Lich is potent, Legendary Fifth-Rank, Irvicester, you assist Mija.”
“Hmm!” Upon hearing Muria’s arrangement, Irvicester felt unhappy but refused to decline. “And what will you do?”
“I’ll handle his Undead Legion.” Muria’s eyes revealed a murderous intent. In his hand appeared a Magic Staff radiating three-colored spirit lights, and with its appearance, elements visible to the naked eye gathered.
To Muria’s surprise, around the Magic Staff, Element Sprites with little flapping wings materialized; they were elemental life forms nurtured in high concentrations of elements. Unbeknownst of their existence, they instinctively danced around the Staff of the End.
“Okay,” upon hearing Muria’s arrangements, Michaela nodded. Afterwards, ten burning red wings expanded on her back, and splendid pieces of Armor bit by bit covered her perfect physique.
“Blazing Sky God Descendant!” A spiritual fluctuation filled with panic emerged from the Space Rift. “Why? Why are you targeting me? I didn’t do anything. There are so many Lichs in Obisto, why pick on me?”
Within Muria’s Spiritual Sense, when this large eyeball appeared, malicious mental forces started spreading. However, as Michaela revealed her true form, these mental forces vanished as if frightened.
“Trying to escape! Don’t think it is that simple!” Michaela, who just revealed her full form, showed a furious expression. Changing into a ring of fire, she charged into the Space Rift above the cavity; Irvicester followed closely behind.
On the other side, Muria held the Staff of the End and slammed it heavily on the ground. A Teleportation Array leading to the Sinapus Camp appeared. Space was torn open like paper, and beams of sunlight poured in from the tear. Along with the Sunlight, huge and burly giants appeared one after another beside Muria under the illumination.
Above the massive Space Rift, Five Colored Dragons flapped their wings and flew out. Without needing instructions from Muria, these next-generation Five Colored Dragons, indoctrinated by the Sinapus Dragon Race, charged the undead dragons without hesitation. No dragon would remain emotionless after witnessing the desecration of their kind.
“Obisto’s ruler? I indeed didn’t know about this!” A playful smile graced Muria’s face as he looked around. The remnants of the undead rained down from the sky like a storm, and the bravest Five Colored Dragons had already charged into the Space Rift, facing the undead tide.
“Your Majesty!”
A vast Ancient Green Dragon flew out from behind Muria and prostrated at his feet. The young looking Muria gently landed between the dragon’s horns and then wielded his Magic Staff forward.
“Let’s move! Find out who is Obisto’s ruler. Also, ask whether he knows who the ruler of this world is!”
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