"You're so sensitive, Michaletha, you're so much better than somebody. Looking at the underground cavity in front of him, which was densely filled with various undead buildings, Muria smiled and said to the blazing girl behind her.

And just when Muria and Michael were chatting as if there was no one to talk to, less than a hundred meters away from them, a dark knight riding a skeleton war horse looked at them blankly, and the soul fire in his eyes jumped violently.

It didn't understand why the wall next to its residence, which had obviously been blessed by its master, suddenly broke a hole, and three creatures with such a strong aura of life suddenly escaped from it.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, they are brainless things, it just needs to know that it is mortal enemies with these creatures, and the only thing he needs to do now is to lift the gun in his hand and charge.

"Cavalry! prepare to charge!" the cold yet majestic command echoed in the soul fire of the resting undead knight. Then, one knight after another rushed out of the skeleton building......

"Our luck seems to be good, as soon as we came out, it turned out to be the camp of the undead cavalry regiment. Muria turned his head to look at the twenty or so undead knights in front of him, who were charging at him, stretched out his finger and tapped it, and then ...... The soul fire of these cavalrymen died out in an instant.

"The lich is coming out. Micaliera reminded softly as she stood behind Muria.

"Micah, I see it. Muria looked up at the cavity of the cavern, which was almost ten square kilometers.

The dark blue and mysterious fire shone on this cavity, and between the dense and regular undead buildings, a thick black-gray dead air erupted, and a skeleton inscribed with runes loomed, exuding a huge spiritual coercion.

"Who dare to invade the territory of my Great Lich Barak. The lich who felt his undead knights annihilated in an instant roared in anger and flew towards Muria's location with small wraiths, and Muria could still feel the ground tremble slightly, a large number of skeletons, ghouls, and abominations...... All sorts of disembodied undead creatures swarmed out of the building, forming a small wave of undead that surged towards Muria's location.

"It's actually just a third-order lich of soul intent, it's too weak, it looks like you have to catch a few more. Muria sensed the strength of the lich, and his face was a little disappointed.

With Muria's thoughts, in an instant, golden flames burned in this gloomy cave, as if the sun had descended here, and with the appearance of flames, hundreds of low-level undead turned into ashes and dissipated under the light of the flames.

"Lord Golden Dragon, spare your life!" When the great lich who was still menacing just now saw the golden flames appearing on Muria's body, he was immediately stunned, and its lich body fell in front of Muria, and honestly prostrate on the ground,

"Are all the lichs like that now?" Muria just stretched out his palm frozen in mid-air, looking at the lich lying on the ground, already showing a look of submission, his palm continued to move forward, "But do you think that if you surrender, I won't do anything to you?"

The surging dragon flame followed Muria's thoughts, fused into a huge palm, and then slapped heavily on the great lich, directly pumping it away, drawing a vacuum channel thousands of meters long, hitting the other side of the underground cavity, smashing out a huge crater, spiderweb-like cracks spread, and its carefully polished crystal skeleton body revealed a lot of cracks.

Muria came with the idea of subduing the lich, and if she wanted to subdue others, let them see her power! Even the lich who pursued eternal knowledge would be in awe of the power above them.

"Lord Golden Dragon, spare my life, I am a subordinate of Lord Barthélemy Poganda, please be merciful. Barack, the lich who pulled out his undead body from the stone wall without caring about it, quickly explained.

"There are already hosts. Hearing this terrible news, Muria frowned a little unhappily, "How strong is your master? is also a lich, a legend or a demigod?"

"Venerable Lord Golden Dragon, he is an ancient golden dragon just like you. The lich, who had been almost blown up by Muria's slap, replied quickly, fearing that Muria would not be upset, and it would be very costly to slap it again and reshape an undead body.

"Huh?" this time, Muria couldn't help but show a look of surprise on his face, "What did you say? Your master is a golden dragon?"

"Don't you know? Bathélemy, the enslaved dragon of the Lich, as a golden dragon, must have heard of Lord Barthélemy's name. ”

"I'm a golden dragon from another continent, not a native dragon. Muria explained, and he found things getting interesting.

"I didn't expect there to be a fallen dragon here," Ilvester beside Muriya showed undisguised murderous intent in his eyes when he heard the lich report that his master was a dragon.

The relationship between the Blazing Sky Divine Clan and the Dragon Clan is not friendly, especially with the Five-Colored Dragon Clan, and with some Dragons who like to be contaminated with the power system of the Abyss of the Undead, it is a purely hostile relationship.

"I should be able to contact your master, let me meet him. Glancing at his brother-in-law, Muria narrowed his eyes, as a golden dragon, he naturally knew how terrible the harm of a fallen golden dragon would be, you must know that one of the highest achievements of the undead system, in addition to the lich, is all kinds of dragon undead, such as ghost dragons, bone dragons, and corpse dragons.

"My master is not a Fallen Golden Dragon, he is just a little special, he has not harmed any other creature when he commanded us. Hearing that Muria and the others seemed to be going to his master's troubles, the great lich began to explain.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you think we'll believe what a lich says?" said Ilvestre, a little impatiently.

"Leave him alone, if this golden dragon is simply enslaving the undead and doing nothing else, I think I have a lot in common with him. ”

Muria didn't veto the lich, but his demeanor was much softer, maybe it was a like-minded dragon with him, "Help me contact your master!"

......

"Barak, what's the matter with me. In the gloomy communication circle, the undead spirit gathered and faintly took on the shape of a dragon, "Hmm, you're injured, what's the matter?"

"You are the golden dragon that enslaves the lich. Muria pulled the lich, whose body was about to shatter, to the side, and looked at the dead dragon shadow in front of him with interest.

"Did you move my men?"

"That's right. 'There's nothing to deny it, Muria is very calm.

"You're so daring," the dragon shadow in front of Muria instantly collapsed, the space rippled like the surface of the water, and then a dragon claw covered with golden dragon scales and black stripes on the edge broke through the air and grabbed Muria fiercely.

"It's really irritable," Muria stopped Ilvester with one hand, and his hand also returned to the dragon's claw, and then collided violently with the dragon's claw that seemed to be eroded by life.

"You're also a golden dragon!" A surprised voice sounded behind this claw, and then the voice immediately became a little helpless, "It's the same clan who came to trouble me again, I've said it many times, I haven't fallen!"