When Barrett followed Raven to the battlefield, he was stunned by the battle in front of him.

The first thing he saw was a gigantic dragon, the largest creature Barrett had ever seen in his life. The size of the black dragon Seri Rios in the nameless space was only about one-third of the size of this guy. And with Barit's outstanding height among humans, he can only reach the ankle of the opponent's dragon claw.

According to the previous name of the Constructed Raven, this was supposed to be a zombie dragon. Barrett had never heard of a giant dragon before, and he didn't know if it was a natural rebirth or an artificial transformation.

However, looking at its appearance, it is also very in line with the title of 'zombie dragon'.

The zombie dragon's body was not covered with shiny hard dragon scales, and the dragon's skin was also full of holes and tatters, exposing the carrion, tendons, and even internal bones under the dragon's skin.

The dragon's wings stretched out almost to cover the sky, but only one wing kept waving on its body, setting off a surging wave of negative energy, while the other wing was cut off and lay quietly on the ground.

It was surrounded by an extremely strange and rich aura of death, and even though Barrett was in a high undead form at this time, and his profession was synonymous with death, he still felt a little uncomfortable with this aura.

It was Long Wei, Barrett judged. This zombie dragon was supposed to be an ancient dragon when it was alive, and its powerful dragon power did not disappear due to death, but was transformed into another strange ability.

The dragon was now batting five enemies much smaller than it: a Barrett kind, the Death Knight, a zombie giant over four meters tall and extremely strong, a ghoul with a metal claw weapon in both hands, a female vampire who turned into a bat, and a guy in a sky-blue tunic robe.

As soon as Barrett entered the edge of the battlefield, the five guys discovered his presence, but the battle between them and the zombie dragon was quite tight and intense, so no one paid attention to him as an intruder.

Those five guys were supposed to belong to the Magical Society, Barrett recognized this from the markings on their armor and clothing. Just as he hesitated to come forward to help, the guy in the sky blue tunic suddenly disappeared in place, and then appeared directly in front of Barritt.

"Whew, let me catch my breath. The man said to Barrett, his chest figuratively heaving, "Oh, sorry, I almost forgot, I'm an undead and don't need to breathe at all." ”

After he finished speaking, he immediately burst out laughing, but after seeing that Barrett was calm and did not laugh, he put away his smile again, "Guy with no sense of humor, it's so difficult to find someone who can understand this joke from oppression here." He muttered quietly.

Barrett saw the pair of fangs in his mouth as the guy laughed. Is it a vampire too? What's even more peculiar is that the weapon in this guy's hand is not a staff, but a very strange weapon.

The weapon has blades on both sides of the upper and lower sides, and the grip is in the middle, like the hilts of two long swords are made together.

After muttering, a polite smile appeared on his face again, "Hello, my name is Cyril, a mid-level mage of the Magic Association, and an arcane warrior. He pointed to the emblem on his left arm, which depicted a traditional magical seven-pointed star with an ancient sword hanging from the center.

Arcane Spearhead?Barrett had heard the name, and it seemed to be some kind of organization within the Magical Society, and the young mage Krees seemed to be one of them.

"Hello, Your Excellency Mage Cyril, I'm Barrett, a Death Knight, hmm...... , is a follower of Master Krees. The barbarian solemnly introduced himself. He didn't want anyone to ask about his origins.

"Hey, Barrett, you're here ......," Mage Cyril asked.

"Tasks. I've taken some assignments from the Floating City and need to come to the Dark Realm to complete. Barrett replied, "I was on a mission and was guided by this guy. He gestured to the constructed ravens hovering in the air, which seemed to be able to search for their own people in a large area around them.

"The build of the Tracker model, I see. Mage Cyril nodded, understanding what was going on, "Did you come here on your own? Your employer didn't come along?"

Barrett shook her head.

"Then you must be quite good!" the mage said, then turned to his companions who were still fighting, and shouted, "Hey, Rodney, look at the people, they are also death knights, they can help their employers complete tasks and earn points on their own, should you learn it?"

"Triple my pay. The dead rider with the rune axe in hand and a bone shield around him shouted without looking back.

Barrett then saw the Dead Rider and slashed at the zombie dragon's leg with his two-handed axe. Immediately afterwards, the carrion at the wound began to further fester, wither, and fall off in large swaths. But for such a huge zombie dragon, losing some flesh is obviously nothing.

"Three-fold, hah, you give me these rewards, I'll be your follower, okay!" Mage Cyril exclaimed exaggeratedly, and then he turned to Barrett again, "How nice it would be if I could raise my mage level from level five to level seven before I transform into a vampire, I'm sure I'll find some more powerful ones to be my followers, even more powerful!" he turned and shouted behind him.

"The point is, can you do it, Your Excellency Mage?" retorted the Death Knight Rodney, not to be outdone.

"Well, he did leave me speechless. Cyril shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "If I can reach level seven and become a high-level mage, then who will be a vampire? I will definitely choose an elemental incarnation! You know, that ability is quite cool! Unfortunately, there will always be many things in this world that make us helpless, not all mages can be successfully promoted step by step, and most people will be stuck in a certain level sooner or later." And if you're reaching the limit of your magical potential, you might as well try something else, and maybe you'll get something unexpected, just like I did. ”

Cyril Mage coughed a little, then said in a proud tone, "I'm a melee mage!"

Melee combat, mage?Did I hear me right?Is there such a profession in this world?Barritt's face involuntarily showed doubt, but out of politeness, he didn't ask out loud.

"Don't believe it?" the mage easily waved the strange weapon in his hand, to Barry's surprise, his movements were quite skillful, and he could see that he had a good martial arts foundation, "The mage has a long life force, and after transforming into an undead creature, he has gained immortality in disguise." And if you can't get up the mage level and have plenty of time, you can naturally learn other skills with common sense, such as cooking, painting, art appreciation, and combat skills. Yes, I've learned all of that. What's more, creatures like vampires are already very agile......"

With a loud "boom", the zombie giant drew a standard parabola from the air and landed directly on Cyril's side, not only interrupting his words, but also bouncing twice on the ground before slowly stopping.

"I'm sorry, sir. The zombie giant got up from the ground as if nothing happened, and apologized to the mage honestly.

"Don't be stunned, hurry up! Don't you see that everyone is fighting hard, it's not good for you to be lazy like this!" Cyril frowned.

"Oh, got it, I'm sorry, chief. The zombie giant apologized again, and then ran to join the band again.

"Where did I go?" asked Cyril.

"Uh...... , melee mage, vampire. Barrett replied.

"Yes!" Cyril clapped his hand, "Actually, there are many melee mages with good combat skills in history, but the world is not familiar with them. There was once a mage who liked to fight with a sword in one hand and a staff in the other, and from time to time he would cast a dazzling 'dazzling technique' to blind the enemy, which was quite powerful. You may have heard his name, his name is ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, can you come over and help?" shouted to the mage as the female vampire repeatedly switched between bat and human form during the dragon's attack.

"Hey, what nonsense, it's rude to say that! People have never met us before, even if you want someone to help you, you should at least say the word 'please'!" Cyril smiled apologetically at Barritt, "I'm sorry, I'm too indulgent to them on weekdays." ”

That, I think, she said, shouldn't be me. Barrett opened his mouth and didn't say a word.

"That's Ophelia, my follower, who turned me into a vampire through her first embrace. Cyril turned his head to the side and whispered to Barrett, "She's older than we've had the Magic Society founded, but you must not talk about it in front of her, anything about age." He said solemnly.

"Cyril Frayne, are you done?" the female vampire said dissatisfied.

"That's the end of the conversation, Mommy!" Cyril pouted, "You're more willing to manage people than my mother, but you're older than my grandmother's grandmother's." ”

It's not that you can't mention it...... , forget it, I'm struggling with what to do with this. Barrett shook her head inwardly.

The melee mage in the form of a vampire seemed quite talkative, and Barrett couldn't bear to watch the four guys battle the zombie dragon while he and the mage chatted lightly.

"Well, do you need help?" he asked.

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