……

The Dome of Death is a poor version of the Undead Scourge.

Living creatures within the canopy will receive a continuous health deduction until they run out of health, and will quickly transform into immortals.

However, the garbage of this spell is that in addition to the life deduction, the living creatures in the canopy will be reduced by a point at most, and none of the other negative effects will be removed.

Even the health deduction is slow.

A sturdy third-order hunk can jump alive in the canopy for five or six minutes without being fine.

Matthew is only in the early stages of the "undead" realm.

After activating the realm, he still received half of the damage reduction, which on the one hand shows the detachment of the realm, and on the other hand, it also proves that this spell is really a chicken rib.

"If my exploration of the realm of the undead reaches a deeper level, the moment the realm is activated, this canopy of heaven can be dispelled."

Matthew stepped into the canopy of heaven with this feeling in his heart.

That moment.

The long whip he held in his hand was also unusually hot.

……

"Kingly Demeanor (Realm Agitation): While the status is active, when you walk among a large number of undead, you will gain the following two effects-

Majesty: You have the initial majesty of an immortal king, and all low-level undead must bow down when they encounter you, and only after three rounds of salutes can they attack you;

Repulsion: Your words and actions will inflict a "Necromantic Repulsion" effect on low-level undead, and even a single glance will deter them and take at least five steps back."

……

The field is agitated.

This is a phenomenon of resonance between a certain field and a particular weapon.

"Ursul's Rebuke" itself is an exclusive weapon for necromancers, and the original owner is a veteran necromancer, so it is not surprising that it can resonate with the realm of the undead.

He only vaguely sensed it.

The power contained in this long whip has not yet been exploited to the extreme.

He was whipping the undead.

Although I could feel a hearty emotion, I could also sense a faint sense of alienation between the weapon and myself.

Matthew knows.

Many weapons, even if they are not psychic, still develop a little bit of spirituality.

If you can't grasp this thread of spirituality, it will be difficult for it to truly bow down to you.

"After I go back, I may try to use the field of "equilibrium" to communicate this weapon, which includes "mediation" between people and "tone" between people and things.

"There are many artifacts and high-level strange objects in the legend, and even after getting it, it takes a long "homogeneous period", and this necromancer's specialty may have a similar temperament."

Between thoughts.

Matthew rode the bone dragon and walked leisurely between the canopy of death.

There were originally a lot of undead people rushing around.

can be suppressed by "royal manners".

As soon as these undead who originally wanted to hurt Matthew approached, they involuntarily knelt on the ground and kowtowed their heads with a bang.

Seeing this, Matthew simply turned over and took the initiative to walk towards the undead.

The group of immortals who kowtowed to them stood up and wanted to do it, but they were forced to retreat by the "repulsion" effect.

In the group of undead, there are several high-level zombie skeletons that are immune to the monarch's demeanor.

But they were blocked by their other undead, unable to squeeze out alive or dead, and could only watch Matthew walk the red carpet under his nose.

Time.

Where Matthew walked.

The undead in the canopy were divided into two, and they retreated to the side, those who did not kowtow quickly kowtowed, and those who kowtowed had to continue to stand in punishment.

Occasionally, a few bold rebels and thieves were also slapped by the bone dragon who followed diligently and slapped them.

Matthew walked through the canopy as if he were in his own back garden.

More than ten seconds later.

He found the high-level necromancer hiding in the pile of undead.

It was an old man who looked like he was on the verge of death.

"Oh, royal manners."

Necromancer Potter looked at Matthew with complicated eyes:

"I haven't seen it in years, the last time I saw it on a female mage named Ursul, and the whip in your hand resembles hers hers - who are you from Ursul?"

"Ms. Ursul is my senior."

Matthew replied subtly.

The convenience of this kind of discourse lies in the fact that it can be explained after the fact, and both situations can be explained:

Ursul is the confidante of old Fallon, and old Fallon is also his predecessor in Rolling Stone, and he can be rounded up.

In other words, he was not familiar with Ursul at all, and only out of respect did he regard her as a senior.

Potter apparently understood this, so he smiled helplessly:

"What a cunning boy, Jennings is not unjust to die at your hands, I am at your age, all I know all about fighting and fighting and jealousy."

"But then again, if you're really a descendant of Ursul, then you and I have a bit of a relationship...... Well? Mr. Blinken? ”

The old man's face was filled with a hint of memory, and he was about to continue, but suddenly his eyes widened and he looked behind Matthew.

Matthew's neck stiffened slightly, his head turned ten degrees, and he stopped, but soon, he turned his head back completely.

That moment.

A hint of pride flashed in Potter's eyes:

"I'm still too young!"

In a flash.

The spell he had been secretly preparing for a long time burst out—

Fourth-Order Spell: Estro's Claw!

It was a tentacle-like claw, with a gray-black circle-shaped giant spot on it, and countless hairssamers floating in the center of the spot, which kept waving in the air, like a hungry tongue!

A powerful one-on-the-death verdict struck Matthew in the back of the head.

But at this time.

A purple light rose from Matthew's body.

Estro's claws were suspended in mid-air before they could fall, when they suddenly disintegrated themselves.

Followed by.

Potter's vision was blurry, the pain pounding his nerves, his eyes jumping, his temples aching as if he were about to faint.

The pain was followed by vertigo.

Vertigo is followed by uncontrollable vomiting.

"Wow! Wow......"

Potter fell to his knees, his hands around his neck, and vomited on the ground.

Soon, the contents of the stomach had been vomited clean, and there was not much acid and bile left.

But he was still retching violently.

Beyond the pain.

He glanced up at Matthew in disbelief.

The latter was looking at him calmly at this time.

It was as if he saw the confusion in Potter's eyes.

Matthew gently explains:

"Your acting skills are too exaggerated, I didn't want to turn around, but after thinking about it, I'll give you a chance."

"It's a pity that you're too greedy, it's a fourth-order spell that wants to kill me with one blow, and you don't want to think about why I dare to walk into the death canopy alone."

"Besides, how can anyone not hang a countermeasure before fighting?"

……

"Hint: If you successfully use Spell Counter to dismantle High Necromancer Potter's fourth-order spell 'Estro's Claw', Potter will suffer a severe focus penalty!

Potter's focus was not enough to keep the Death Dome alive, and the Dome began to dissipate.

Successfully using "Spell Countermeasures" to render a High Mage incapacitated, you gain the following elements -

Acting (Fraud Field) +2;

Counter (Sorcery Field) +5"

……

The battle between mages is so wonderful, you can see the difference in a quick round or two, and you don't know if you can fight for a few days and nights if you are slow.

The spell counter gifted to Matthew by the respected Mr. Edson can be used against all spells of the fourth order and below.

After hanging up, the effect lasts for four and a half minutes.

And when the bone dragon broke through the wall, Matthew quietly hung a countermeasure on himself.

He actually hung up when the Minotaur Jennings was before, but it didn't come in handy.

Now it seems that this type of combat spell counter can really work wonders in duels.

After all, not every mage is so cautious.

Of course, Potter's situation is special, he knows that there is a high probability that he is not Matthew's opponent, so he wants to fight to the death.

Unfortunately, the results were not ideal.

After the canopy of death is removed.

The west side of the central tower was completely leaked, and the undead who had lost the cover of the canopy were particularly vulnerable to the impact of the rainforest beasts.

Soon this became a breakthrough.

Two people from the headhunter tribe also rushed in along this breach.

The stalemate in the battle was completely broken.

The vicinity of the tower was once again in a state of white-hot fighting.

Instead of charging with them, Matthew led Potter to the wall, intending to continue interrogating the necromancer.

And then at this very time.

Potter suddenly looked behind Matthew again:

"Lord Blinken?"

Matthew instinctively frowned.

But he soon realizes that this time Potter is not acting, he has the rainforest behind him, and the "Eyes of the Jungle" is still in effect.

At that moment, Matthew clearly saw a black-robed man hurrying past the wall with a book in his arms.

Although the man only showed half of his side face.

But Matthew is also sure that he is Blinken, without a doubt!

"Strange."

Matthew hesitated for a few seconds, his eyes wandering the battlefield, and finally handed Potter into the hands of a native of the Banyan tribe to pass it over to Lumière.

He himself was chasing after him as fast as he could.

Blinken did not hide his tracks.

Matthew takes the form of a raven and soon finds him in the desert east of the rainforest.

"You dare to chase after you alone, it's not a small courage."

Blinken put the purple book in his arms and looked at Matthew with a gloomy look.

But Matthew just looked at him, his brow furrowed rapidly.

The next second.

He suddenly rushed towards Blinken!

Blinken panicked slightly, and there were words in his mouth, and a green light fell from the sky-

That's a bunch of poisonous snakes!

However, Matthew boldly jumped upward, and with this movement, he turned into a moon bear, kicked his feet, and jumped through the group of poisonous snakes.

"Blinken" was still trying to cast a spell, and Miss Ghost's "cry of sorrow" was already on his face.

With that sharp and terrible roar.

An extremely ugly face appeared in front of the bridge of his nose.

"Blinken" fell backwards almost out of control.

Burst!

The moon bear landed and his feet sank a little on the dunes, but that didn't stop him from grabbing Blinken's neckline.

This time.

The latter could no longer maintain the effects of Transfiguration.

The black robe slowly faded away, turning into a white veil that seemed to be nothing.

And the abominable necromancer just now was replaced by a descendant of a goblin with a lovely face and a hot body.

"Elf Warlock?"

Matthew asked:

"Did Blinken make you look like him and lure me away?"

The goblin warlock showed a shy expression:

"Oh, you've hurt people, as long as you let me down first, I'm willing to talk to you about anything, and I'm willing to do anything with you......"

But she wasn't done yet.

I was grabbed by the neck by the giant bear and poured my head into the sand on the ground!

"The charm doesn't work for me, if there is any more spell fluctuations, I will directly screw your head off."

Matthew pressed for more than a minute before pulling the goblin sorcerer's head out of the sand, and then coldly warned:

"You're in good health, there's still a banshee missing from my undead, and I've heard that the corpse of a fairy descendant has a chance to give birth to an even rarer Banshee, do you think you have that potential?"

The latter's face was now full of horror, her delicate face was covered with sand and abrasions, and she couldn't help but breathe heavily as she spat out the stones, and in the process, more sand and dust squeezed into her mouth.

"Don't-Don't kill me!"

"I'll tell you anything you want to know!"

She looked terrified.

"I ask you, now—name, identity, origin, and why did you join the Dragon Worship?"

Matthew wasn't going to give her time to think.

Maybe it was the bear's imminent respite that really put a lot of pressure on her.

Without thinking, the goblin warlock replied:

"My name is White, and I come from a hidden tribe of goblins in the north of the desert, and our ancestors came from the Arcane Wilderness."

"I joined the Worship of the Dragon Sect three months ago, and the reason why I joined the Worship of the Dragon...... Well, I want to sleep with Blinken. ”

Matthew nodded thoughtfully:

"It doesn't seem to have worked."

Bai looked at him with some fear, and then a little curiosity added to his eyes:

"How do you know?"

Matthew's tone was unwavering:

"If you have a closer relationship with Blinken, you should know to button up the two breasts on the inner lining of your shirt when you pretend to be him."

With Blinken's obsessive-compulsive disorder, this is absolutely unlikely.

So Matthew saw through her disguise at a glance.

That's where Transfiguration comes in.

Personal habits are difficult to change, this goblin named white obviously likes to wear his collar open all day, even if it becomes Blinken, he only adjusts it in places such as coats, but the inner lining is habitually handled according to his own.

This was a fatal mistake.

From this mistake, it is not difficult to see that this goblin's adventure and combat experience is not rich.

Matthew continued to interrogate:

"Why are you looking like Blinken?"

"Where is Blinken now?"

"I'm pretending to be Blinken to get your attention, preferably to scare you away, who knows if you'll be spotted as soon as you come up."

Bai said very frustratedly:

As for Blinken himself, no one knows where he went, and that day he led more than 100 people out on a trip, and then they all returned, but he was nowhere to be found. Those who returned reported that Blinken had gone to make a deal with the Scourge and that he would not be returning to the Breeding Ground anytime soon. Blinken also left us a message saying that if the breeding farm is attacked and it is too much to resist, he will retreat as much as possible. ”

Matthew asked:

"Then why don't you retreat?"

Bai couldn't help but scold:

"Aren't those two stupid men full of loyalty?! Annoyed, we have different interpretations of Blinken's message.

His exact words were:

"If there is a strong enemy attacking, you must try to hold on, you really can't hold it, it is important to save your life, retreat as soon as possible."

As a result, those two stupid men grabbed "must hold on" and didn't let go, and now it's okay, even I can't run away! ”

Matthew felt even more weird after listening to it.

With the level of rigor shown by Blinken, how could he leave such an ambiguous order for his subordinates?

Either the order itself is problematic.

Either Blinken was half-hearted when he wrote the order.

He had more things to do, so he naturally didn't care so much about everything in the Dragon Worship Sect.

Matthew's mind was back to Emma's appearance.

Somehow.

The skull, which looked very friendly, always left an impression on him as evil and abnormal.

"If you want me to say, Blinken is definitely not coming back, he must have gained something from the deal with the Scourge Cult, which was enough to make him abandon the legacy of the Cult of the Dragon, and I guess it had something to do with the head he often held in his arms and chanted words."

Bai said again.

Matthew asked:

"How much do you know about that skull?"

Shiro shook his head:

"Not much, but as soon as I entered the Dragon Worship Sect, I was secretly reminded that that thing was what Blinken cared about the most, and to be honest, I was really surprised to end up at this end, Blinken obviously put so much effort into the Dragon Worship Sect, how could he suddenly leave?"

"In short, if you are not used to the evil deeds of the Dragon Worship Sect, please let me go, I have only been in the company for three months, and I haven't had time to do anything bad."

She stared at Matthew.

Matthew ignored her.

He slapped the elf sorcerer on the head, slapping her to the ground, then took on human form and tied her hands with a rope.

Do it all.

Matthew intends to return to the battlefield.

However, just walked out a dozen steps.

A figure with a bow and arrow appeared on the side of the dune.

"Let her go!"

The half-elf archer aimed at Matthew's head, and his tone was cold:

"Don't question my accuracy."

Matthew slowly turned ninety degrees and faced Irasema:

"You can see if the bow will work for me."

"Or do you only care about the life of one of her companions?"

Between words.

In the direction of the Dragon Breeding Field, several figures rushed over quickly.

At the forefront was Lumière, who carried one man on each shoulder.

On his left he carried the necromancer Potter, who was still vomiting, and on his right was the burly dracad, who was unconscious at the moment, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding.

Li Weiqi, who followed closely behind him, performed the "Divine Walk" and came from behind.

"It's not a wise move to go after Blinken alone, Matthew, although you informed us in time, but if we are delayed by something, it will be difficult to say."

He breathed a sigh of relief to see that Matthew was safe and sound.

Matthew responded with a smile:

"Don't worry, there's a good chance Blinken won't be here."

Immediately after, Bobo, Huichi, and Leila also appeared in Matthew's field of vision.

Matthew's gaze swept over the whole team, and he couldn't help but ask Bobo:

"Where's Rhaegar?"

Bobo looked down and didn't answer.

Seeing this, Matthew was not convenient to ask in detail.

Just looked at Erasema again:

"Look, your companions are in our hands, so don't point arrows at me."

The half-elf archer's gaze swept across the room.

"They're just my colleagues, sorry, white, I've done my best."

With that, she jumped backwards, and the figure disappeared behind the dunes.

When everyone rushed over, they saw only a black hole that was constantly filling with sand.

"Did Blinken really abandon the Cult of the Dragons?"

"It's unbelievable, it's like someone told me that Rhaegar gave up on Rolling Stone!"

On the way back.

Lee Weiqi whined wildly:

"So we went all the way to the rainforest and didn't even see Blinken?"

Matthew smiled:

"There will be opportunities in the future."

Between words.

They have returned to the edge of the Dragon Farm.

At this time, the vicinity of the central tower was occupied by rainforest creatures and the Jango people.

There was a lot of commotion in the dragon farm.

The commandless beasts of the rainforest know nothing more than wreaking havoc, and one by one they surround the towers, venting their anger.

Suddenly.

A rumbling sound can be heard on the east side of the central tower.

Followed by.

Large swaths of wooden structures began to crumble.

Dust fell in flakes.

Between the sand and the dust.

In the tower, a huge head was exposed.

He seemed to have just been awakened by the movement outside, and he couldn't help but raise his head and let out a low moan!

Rolling sounds poured from the tower.

The nearby rainforest creatures were all stagnant, their limbs were weak, and they couldn't help but kneel on the ground!

Matthew stared intently.

That's—

Dragon!

……

(End of chapter)