Chapter 232 The Immortal Lich

"It's just a dying struggle!" Seeing that the Lich released a group of gold-level undead, including two soul-level undead, Morea shook his head in disdain, and he waved his hand back again.

"You go up and help a group of Olina, and make a quick decision. After sweeping and cleaning up the undead in this city, we have to go to the next one, so we can't delay for too long."

"Follow your orders, Your Highness!" After the green dragons who appeared with the Red Dragon Outlets got Moreya's order, they all rushed up with their dragon wings.

Three soul-intelligence-level green dragons and twelve gold-level green dragons fought against the undead army led by a lich. No, it can't be called confrontation, this is simply a brutal, crushing battle.

To evaluate a lich's combat ability, in addition to its own spell-casting combat ability, it is also a key to control the number and strength of the undead. In fact, most of the combat power of many lich is in the undead under their control.

For example, the Lich opposite Fiona, whose bones are about to be blown up, is this kind of Lich, and a Lich represents a legion. Typical of gang fight tactics.

This lich, who was dispatched to Cecil City by the Council of Necromancers, has more than ten gold-level undead and two soul-level undead. The demon is already considered generous, and it can be regarded as an elite lich. However, in the face of Morea, it is no different from the fate of ordinary lich.

Except for casting an eighth-level spell to seal off the space in this area, Morea has no plans to do it again. It's just a lich, it's not worth letting him do it himself, the group of green dragons he subdued can be easily dealt with.

If such a low-level lich with a soul-intelligence needs him to end the battle himself, what is the significance of these five-colored dragons he conquered?

... The green dragons blasted or shredded the high-level undead in the air, and used the physique of dragons to fight against the undead of the same level. Of course, it was a fancy hang, and there was no suspense in the outcome.

It didn't take long for Morea to see Fiona, who had regained her figure as a plump mature woman, holding a half-skull shelf in one hand and a black spar in the other hand, and flew to Morea's body, bowing slightly. body, and present the item in your hand.

"Your Highness, this lich has been dealt with."

"Yeah!" Morea reached out and took the black spar with a faint blue flame burning in it, played with it and finally put it away.

In this spar, the fire of the lich's soul is sealed. After all, it is a lich affiliated with the Necronomicon Council, so it cannot directly disperse the soul.

It is not that they are concerned about the Necronomicon Council, but that the Lich of the Necronomicon Council has a very troublesome feature.

Can't kill. Ordinary lich has a phylactery, and under normal circumstances, even if it is killed, it will be resurrected through the phylactery.

However, this resurrection method will lose its effect in the face of some special existences and some of the weapons they use. For example, the exclusive weapon of the Titan, the lich killed by the weapon of the Titan will lose the chance of resurrection, and the soul will be completely wiped out.

The Titan's weapon, with its own spirituality, will pursue the connection between the Lich's phylactery and its soul, and completely destroy and obliterate it.

In fact, not only the weapons of the Titans have this effect, but some special spells and combat skills have similar effects.

However, unlike the Liches of the Necronomicon, no matter how they are killed, they will be resurrected after a period of time, almost without exception.

All the means of attacking the phylactery of the necromantic council through soul connection are all invalid. It is said to have been blocked by one of the founders of the Necronomicon.

Death Dragon Rider, Bertrand is a very typical example. When many ancient dragons joined forces to hunt down it, the ultimate goal was to seal it.

However, this lich who slaughtered many dragons was also a ruthless character. After finding that he could not escape, he directly blew himself up, and did not give Gu Long a chance to seize him. Therefore, the enemy of the dragon race can now come out and jump again.

Therefore, the seal is the best way to deal with the necromantic council lich, and let it endure endless loneliness in the long years. However, as an undead, a lich simply doesn't care about this kind of torture in the eyes of ordinary people.

"What are you doing with this thing?" After Moria put away the spar that sealed the Lich's Soul Fire, she looked at another item in Fiona's hand, only her head. Chest, and a half-skeleton frame with two arm bones.

"His Royal Highness, this lich is very interesting. It engraves runes on every bone of its body. Not only can it improve its affinity for elements, but it can also be removed when it is critical, and it can be used as a spell scroll. use."

"If you think it's interesting, you can put it away." Morea waved his hand speechlessly. He had seen the battle scene between Fiona and the lich just now. This is also a lich who is very cruel to himself, and will take down his own bones as bombs and smash them on Fiona.

"Your Highness, don't you want it? This is equivalent to a pile of high-level necromantic spell scrolls." Fiona shook the half-skeleton frame in her hand.

"No, it's too broken." Morea looked at the half-skeleton frame with disgust.

In all fairness, this lich has been nourishing his bones with pure death temperature every day for hundreds of years, so his body seems to be carved out of high-purity crystal, plus the runes engraved on it, It looks really eye-catching.

But this thing is broken, as an existence with a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, Moreya naturally refuses to collect it.

"Your Highness, do you want a complete one? I will definitely search for one for you if I have a chance."

"Okay, I know your intentions, hurry up and do the right thing." Morea shook his head helplessly, "Quickly take your kin to clean up all the undead in this city and search for living humans."

"Understood!" Fiona bowed her head and led the way, and then took the green dragons who had just moved their bodies and started to clean up the undead in Cecil City.

"And you." Morea stomped her feet, "Outlets, you go to clean up the necromantic tide outside the city."

"Why do I clean up the undead outside the city again? I can also clean up the undead in the city." The red dragon complained with some dissatisfaction when he heard Moreya's order.

"Because the power of your breath is too destructive, it is suitable for cleaning up the tide of undead." Morea lowered her head, looking at the thorn-shaped bone spurs and dragon scales in front of her, "Also, don't stare at that girl anymore, and put you Wipe your saliva."

"I'll take a look!" Outlet whispered. "Don't do anything."

"Then why are you drooling?"