Among the magic academies, this academy, which is also located in the imperial capital, is also infested by a large number of undead creatures.

But unlike the private armies of the nobles outside, everyone inside can do magic. And in terms of numbers, it is far more than the students of the Royal Academy of Magic and the Military Academy.

Not to mention those tutors and directors of each department. Therefore, it can be called one of the safest places in the imperial capital.

Of course, security is one thing, attack is another.

As the six main departments of the academy, the people have long begun to organize students to fight against the enemy, using them as the main attack and defense power. But there are people from other departments who are assisted.

For example, Louise is the only space mage in the academy who can take a shot, and Louise comes in handy. But there are also some that are completely useless, such as Nicholas of the Undead and Director Reagan.

Although because he has obtained the inheritance of the former head of the undead department, coupled with the fact that he has the level of a high-level magician, he can use some of the background of the undead department.

But in this case, if you let it out, I'm afraid you will be bombarded into slag by your own people first.

So in his spare time, he also picked up the skeletons that had been blasted to slag and saw when he could use them.

And this move is really not good in the eyes of some people.

But Nicholas can't be justified in saying that I'm not of any use, and I can't fill my pocket.

Until he heard something in his ear, one, a voice he had heard before.

Looking at the skulls that kept pouring in the distance, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

A crimson bird flew up to him, its wings vibrating. The palm-sized bird streaked through the air in a gorgeous, scorching trajectory.

Fire attribute fifth-level magic, Hellfire Bird.

Depending on the caster, there may be some slight changes to the spell, and the magic used may be completely different, and it will not just explode.

"What's wrong with you, suddenly stunned. The seventh-level tutor of the Fire Academy next to him looked at him angrily, and several Prison Flame Birds flew around him.

Nicholas seemed to have just reacted, as if he had woken up from a dream. I just wanted to speak, but I was impatiently waved by the Taoist priest.

"There's no student of yours here, you go to the rear, get in the way. He said impatiently, and the two birds beside him rushed out, tearing apart two paths of fire in an instant in the army of the undead.

Nicholas nodded, not noticing that he walked towards the academy with pitch-black pupils.

He finally left the battlefield and arrived at a library, where the use of a library or museum to store some rare items seemed to be a default thing in the Holy Continent.

And Nicholas sneaked in here more easily than he imagined, because there was no one to defend it, they all ran outside, and he still had the authority of a department head.

He walked in and stretched out his hand, and a large amount of undead qi poured out of his body, far beyond the limits of the so-called high-level magician.

He took out a crystal ball that was as black as ink, and found what he was looking for more easily than he imagined. An eyeball that looks half-rotten.

The relics of the creator God, the dead will never have peace.

The first relic that Qin Ming came into contact with was finally handed over to Gandalf.

Because this thing is a bit harmful to others and to oneself. Now it's in the hands of Nicholas.

"I didn't expect to find something like this here. Nicholas said, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

But he didn't think too much about things and people, and when he got what he wanted, Nicholas walked out.

Suddenly there were several dragon roars from the entrance of the Academy of Magic, and Frank's huge body was across the entrance of the Academy, his white-gold tail swept away, and a large number of skeletons were crushed into powder without any resistance.

It comes from the innate strong flesh of the dragon clan, even if they have not specially cultivated the fighting qi. With this body alone, it is no longer a problem to compete with some knight kings when he becomes an adult.

Frank's eyes swept and he entered the Academy of Magic with a tough stance. No one dared to make a move with him, after all, Gandalf was not there, and many people understood the difference between the Holy Rank and the Cloud and Mud.

The white light emitted from the Haotian Mirror sensed that the magic array of the academy had been broken, and he rushed in without saying a word.

A chill froze in Nicholas' eyes, and white light shot at him. Under the heavy undead magic, it pierced straight into his body.

Nicholas's pitch-black pupils suddenly became black and white again, clear and clear. However, when he came to his senses, he found that the students and tutors around him were undoubtedly looking at him with either frightened or strange expressions.

"King of the Dead. The killing intent that overflowed from between Frank's teeth caused the body temperature of everyone here to drop by three degrees in an instant.

The phantom of a huge black skeleton behind Nicholas quacked, and instantly broke away from Nicholas's back.

Only then did he realize that he was possessed by this guy again. Then he quickly recalled what he had done, and subconsciously reached out and shook it, the dead man was no longer in his hands.

A large amount of undead qi fell from the sky and fell into the land. Sanding's huge earthen coffin emerged from the ground.

A coffin door opened, and a skeletal dragon much smaller than Frank flew out of it.

The Bone Dragon, the dream of any necromancer, is to make the world's highest creature a slave to his wield. At the same time, it is also the most disgusting thing of the dragons.

And to refine a bone dragon, even if it is a young dragon, in addition to a massive amount of undead qi, it must be at least a seventh-level necromancer to do it.

The bone dragon bit at Frank, whose eyes flashed fiercely. Last time, the King of the Dead refined all the bones of his wife, children, and brother into such a thing, and in the end, the bones of the three dragons were brought back to Dragon Island by him to be buried, and he also buried one of his wishes.

Now he didn't know where to find the dragon's corpse and made a bone dragon. But the keel is not so easy to find, at least this one is the product of a patchwork at a glance.

The two front paws clasped the head of the bone dragon, and the huge white mouth of Bai Sensen opened, and a mouthful of dragon breath came out of the bone dragon's head, and the white dragon flame burned all over Frank's body.

With a click, the bone dragon's head and body were separated, and with a flick of its huge tail, its entire body was torn apart. He is no longer the same as before.

The bone dragon head was trampled under his feet, and the white and golden light flashed, and the dragon head was directly trampled into pieces.

"You dare to come back with this little trick?" Frank sneered, the latter had never appeared directly on the mainland in his true form once, and he didn't know how many times he had beaten the Undead Monarch back to Hell.

Even Qin Ming, the last attack across the two realms also missed a lot, allowing him to escape. It is precisely because of this that the undead monarch can survive again and again.

The latter, still an apparition, flew to the other two huge sarcophagi. The coffin door opened, revealing two more bodies.

(End of chapter)

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