Red Dragon Emperor

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ps: Sorry, I sent out the anti-theft chapter by mistake, and I will refresh it at 11.30 in the evening.

After discussing with the four high-ranking legends, they decided that the main force would stay here temporarily, while Lord White Dragon and Knight Magellan went out to find tongues for questioning.

Apart from the Lich in the Tower of Bone, there should be no other high-level legends in this plane. The White Dragon Lord and Magellan decided to split up.

Knight Magellan led Master Teresa to the west, and Lord White Dragon headed east alone.

In addition to the Liches, there are other necromantic creatures in the Necromantic Plane. Skeletons and zombies can be seen everywhere aimlessly wandering on the ground. Translucent ghosts float in the air a few meters above the ground, and occasionally you can see them. Skeleton knights and other intermediate undead.

These middle and low-level undead are not the target of the White Dragon Lord. What he is looking for is a sufficiently powerful undead, at least at the master level. This kind of undead usually has enough wisdom to know some information from the outside world.

Generally speaking, there is a powerful existence in the center of a territory, and the White Dragon Lord deduces the position of the leader of this area based on the strength distribution of the undead on the land.

Soon, the White Dragon Lord saw a death knight riding on a nightmare horse, surrounded by dozens of mid-level and high-level undead like stars.

This is a master death knight!

After finding a valuable target, the White Dragon Lord swooped down from the sky.

At the same time, ice gushed out of nowhere from under the feet of all the undead. The ice was like a growing plant, wrapping the undead before they could react. The master death knight was also frozen, with only the upper body exposed. Outside, looking around in horror.

The white dragon lord landed in front of the frozen death knight with a bang. The huge size crushed a dozen frozen undead, and the ice wrapped around the bones shattered all over the place. The white dragon lord ignored the ordinary undead, It looked down at the death knight and stretched out a dragon claw.

With a thought, the dragon claws erupted with a terrifying suction force, and soul power like silver threads emerged from the frozen ordinary undead, and the soul power spun and gathered into a small ball in the center of the white dragon lord's claw.

At this time, among the dozens of undead, only the Death Knight was alive, and even the Nightmare Warhorse under its crotch had its soul extracted and turned into an empty shell.

The death knight was horrified, knowing that this was a great god that he could not afford to offend.

Lord White Dragon sucked the pure soul power into his nose,

While observing the death knight, it saw fear in the death knight's eyes.

very good!

Since there is such an emotion as fear, it means that the death knight in front of him has a certain amount of wisdom and can communicate.

"I ask! You answer!"

Lord White Dragon didn't give the death knight time to react, and asked directly.

"Do you know the tower made of bones?"

Lord White Dragon's voice carried special magic power, which shocked the soul of the death knight. The death knight suddenly woke up and nodded hurriedly.

"I know! Isaac! That's the residence of Isaac Hill, the Lord of the World, the King of Liches, and the Lord of Death."

"Isaac Hill?!"

Only now did the White Dragon Lord know the name of the lich, the White Dragon Lord muttered to himself.

"What a ignorant fellow."

Not to mention the lord of the world, the White Dragon Lord scoffed at Isaac's titles of "King of the Lich" and "Master of Death". How dare a mere high-level legend call himself the King of the Lich and the Lord of Death? !

Not to mention those ancient liches that have been hidden for hundreds of thousands of years in the astral world, even the Dragon Worshiper's Blightcaller is stronger than Isaac.

Perhaps this lich has begun to go mad, the White Dragon Lord thought.

"How much do you know about the Tower of Bones and Isaac?"

"Dear Your Excellency Dragon, I am of low strength. I only know that Sir Isaac is the master of this world, and the Tower of Bones is its palace. I don't know anything else."

The White Dragon Lord was just trying to ask, and he never expected to get high-value information from an ordinary death knight.

"Which direction is the nearest legendary powerhouse?"

The death knight turned his head toward a towering mountain.

"It's in the Fuming Mountain Range, that place is very hidden, I'm willing to show you the way."

Lord White Dragon couldn't help but take another look at the death knight. He didn't expect this death knight to be quite smart.

Originally, the white dragon planned to kill the death knight directly after asking the location of the legendary strongman, but now it has changed its mind, such a smart soul is suitable as a puppet soul.

"very good!"

The White Dragon Lord took out a transparent crystal and sucked the death knight's soul into it. It planned to use it to create a puppet, which could just be used to command the mining puppet.

As for leading the way? !

unnecessary!

All you need is an approximate location!

Compared with the death knight, the white dragon lord believed in his eyes more. It flapped its wings and flew towards the Fuming mountain range.

Soul vision!

In the vision of the White Dragon Lord, the world seems to be covered with a layer of tulle, and the soul in the undead body is like a firefly in the dark night. The stronger the soul, the greater the light, and the soul of the legendary strong is as bright as a light bulb.

It didn't take long for Lord White Dragon to discover his purpose.

Regarding the undead of the legendary level, even the White Dragon Lord can't be too careless, it blesses itself with the magic of the hidden breath, and flies towards the target silently.

after a little while

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, Lord White Dragon saw his goal.

The target is a legendary banshee with a blue soul wandering in the valley. Looking at the skirt and pointed ears of the banshee, it should be an elf in front of her.

Seeing the ruins of buildings with elf characteristics in the valley, Lord White Dragon confirmed his guess.

The White Dragon Lord stopped flapping his wings, switched to flying to reduce the noise caused by flying, and quietly approached the banshee.

The banshee was unaware of the impending danger.

Lord White Dragon waited until the distance was enough, then let out a roar to the banshee who was wandering leisurely.

Soul breaking roar!

Only then did the banshee discover the hidden white dragon, but it was too late to escape, and the banshee let out a piercing scream.

Howl of the Banshee!

The terrifying ring-shaped sound wave hit the banshee, and the banshee's aura suddenly became decadent, suspended in the air motionless. The soul-breaking roar is the soul magic adapted by the white dragon lord based on the banshee's howl, which has the effect of shocking the soul.

When the banshee was intimidated, the original howl of the banshee also hit Lord White Dragon, but after knowing that the opponent was a banshee, how could Lord White Dragon not be wary of the signature skill of howl of the banshee.

The banshee's howl caused ripples on the white dragon lord's magic protection, and the unscathed white dragon lord quickly uttered the spell.

Soul-destroying hand!

A large soul hand stretched out from the void, grabbed the banshee's soul body, and pulled it in front of the White Dragon Lord.

As a pure soul-like undead, the banshee has a strong soul and is naturally resistant to soul magic. She soon woke up and struggled in the hands of the soul.

Lord White Dragon continued to input soul power, the illusory soul hand became more and more solid, and the struggle of the banshee became stronger and more crazy, grasping, biting, scratching, and pinching.

The scarlet eyes of the banshee are like crazy beasts.

Seeing this, Lord Bailong frowned, this banshee seemed to be crazy.

The White Dragon Lord probed deeply into the banshee's soul body, and found that the death power in the banshee's body had seriously exceeded the standard, and her mind had been polluted by the power of death.

It seems that this banshee has existed for a long time, and was probably born when the lich destroyed the world.

After finally catching a legendary banshee, he turned out to be a lunatic who couldn't communicate. Lord White Dragon is planning to erase the banshee's will and use it as the core of the legendary puppet.

Suddenly, Lord White Dragon thought of Catwoman, maybe Catwoman could restore the banshee's mind, so Lord White Dragon took out a crystal bottle.

The bottle of prisoner soul!

The bottle of imprisoning soul is an alchemy item specially used to imprison the soul. After installing the banshee, Lord White Dragon flew towards the temporary camp.

All undead creatures will inevitably be eroded by the power of death, and high-level legends can only last longer, unless they break through high-level legends and have power comparable to weak gods.

At this time, the undead creature is truly worthy of the title of "undead".

Half an hour later, Lord White Dragon returned to the camp.

"Master Hajir, I caught a legendary banshee, but it has been polluted by the power of death and lost its mind."

"Oh?! Let me see."

Lord White Dragon took out the crystal bottle containing the banshee and put it on the ground. This crystal bottle was made according to the main body of White Dragon Leader, which was much taller than Catwoman who was 1.4 meters tall.

Catwoman walked around the crystal bottle, watching the banshee flapping the crystal bottle.

"It's really rare. This banshee is indeed old, and her mind has almost been wiped out."

Losing sanity is the beginning of doom, and it is indeed a miracle that this banshee can survive to the point where her mind almost disappears.

Lord Bailong thought of the valley where the banshee wandered. There were some collapsed ruins in the valley. Perhaps it was the nostalgia for his hometown, so this crazy banshee did not leave the valley to die.

Priest Sirona who surrounded him spoke.

"Is there any way for Master Hajir?"

A banshee who may have experienced the vicissitudes of the entire necromantic plane, if she can regain her sanity, she will be a living fossil that can speak, which will greatly facilitate her next actions.

Catwoman nodded.

"There is indeed one way. I can transform the power of death in the banshee's body into the power of life and reduce the concentration of the power of death. However, this banshee may not be able to bear the pain and collapse during the transformation."

Catwoman looked at the White Dragon Lord. After all, this was the trophy brought back by the White Dragon Lord, and the legendary banshee was not cheap.

"Master, just let it go, it's just a legendary banshee."

A legendary banshee, the white dragon lord really doesn't care about it, the soul cores that make eight diamond golems, all of them are legendary souls, um..., I bought it.

Seeing that Lord White Dragon agreed, Catwoman nodded.

"Then please Lord Amos take out the banshee, I can't cast it through the crystal bottle."

The White Dragon Lord first stunned the banshee with a soul magic, then lifted the magic restriction on the bottle stopper, opened the bottle stopper, and took out the banshee with the soul-stirring hand.

Catwoman put her paw on top of the struggling banshee's head, and the transformation began.

The banshee screamed and struggled harder, and Lord White Dragon increased the output of her soul power.

The power of life is like poison to the undead, and it counteracts and offsets the power of death in the banshee's body. If the catwoman did not control the rhythm, the soul of the banshee would definitely collapse instantly.

Taking into account the tolerance of the banshee, you can't transform too much at once, and the efficiency will naturally be slow

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down.

Time passed little by little.

The banshee's struggle became weaker and weaker, and her screams were not as powerful as before. Correspondingly, the concentration of death force in her body began to decrease, the scarlet in her eyes gradually subsided, and a trace of clarity returned.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

A female voice like a lark resounded in everyone's hearts. Seeing the confusion in the banshee's eyes, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The banshee regained her sanity!

Catwoman wiped the sweat from her forehead. This transformation is like an operation. It only takes one knife to kill a person, but it takes a lot of knife to save a person, and the knife and knife must have super high technical content. Catwoman is the main surgeon. Consumption is naturally the greatest.

The second is the White Dragon Lord, whose consumption is in the power of the soul, which cannot be seen on the surface.

While maintaining the hand of the soul, Lord White Dragon answered the banshee's question just now.

"Where are you, I don't know. As for who we are, it's a bit complicated, and I can't finish it in a day."

"So, you should answer my question first. Tell us everything you know about the Lich Isaac Hill."

Hearing Isaac Hill's name, the elf banshee was recalled from the past, and she became agitated immediately, her expression twisted, astonishing hatred burst out from her eyes, and she struggled violently in the hands of her soul.

Lord White Dragon explained while stabilizing the hand of the soul to prevent the banshee from acting aggressively.

"Calm down! Calm down! We are here to trouble Isaac Hill and avenge your world."

Hearing this, the banshee weakened her struggle, and asked excitedly with anger and surprise on her face.

"Really?! Are you really here to avenge our world?"

Actually, we're just here to grab Isaac's territory.

But looking at the banshee's expectant eyes, Lord Bailong couldn't say these words.

"Yes! Isaac must die!"

Lord White Dragon said firmly.

The banshee's emotions gradually stabilized, and she quickly thought about the cause and effect of the matter. After all, she was also a big shot in the elves before she was alive, and she was just too emotional to think rationally.

The White Dragon Lord lied to it, but it didn't care, because the White Dragon Lord didn't lie to it in one sentence: Isaac must die!

This is enough!

"let me go."

"Yes, but you must ensure that you will not run away."

"Don't worry, I will never leave you until I see Isaac die with my own eyes."

When it comes to Isaac, the hatred emanating from the banshee is like an ocean.

Thinking about it, Lord White Dragon let go of the banshee.

Standing on the ground, the banshee first looked at her current appearance, with a look of sadness in her eyes, then put away her sadness, and bowed slightly to the crowd with her skirt in salute.

"Good afternoon, visitors from other worlds, I am the Moon Elf—Heloise Percy."

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^