Cataclysmic Transformation

Chapter 884: Undead Dragon

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"Woo... woo... woo..."

In the night wind, a crying-like sound echoed in the valley, making one's heart tremble in this dark environment. This is the famous Weeping Valley located in Hokant District, the main plane of the undead.

A huge team walked slowly through the path under the valley. There were more than a thousand people in this team. The leader was a fully armed death knight, followed by undead warriors, necromancers, undead witch doctors, and ghouls. Meat wagons, Tokachi stone statues…

Although the number of this team is small, all of them are elites.

Ron sat quietly on the throne of an open carriage, a chair that looked like bones, with the blood-colored skull flag of the Scourge flying behind it, drawn by four powerful and tireless death war horses. Then, cautiously entered the Weeping Valley.

Hunting and killing god-level beasts, the number of people should not be too many, and it would be a bad thing if there were too many people. Remembering the agreement between myself and Rose, each of the two god-level beasts in Hokkan District should kill one. Rose took the lead in choosing to go to the Plain of Sorrows, I can only choose Weeping Valley.

"This is the territory of the god-level beasts!"

A nervous look flashed across Ron's face, "I just don't know what kind of god-level beast it is!"

Suddenly, Ron waved his hand, and the carriage stopped suddenly. At this time, "Peng—", a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared in front of Ron, but it was a male undead wearing a hood, looking I don't know his expression, but when he saw Ron, he knelt down on one knee with an extremely respectful expression.

"Master Lich King!"

"Get up, Doug, what's ahead?"

Ron narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the unremarkable male undead in front of him. He was an undead assassin, Kronia and his men, and his strength and loyalty were unquestionable. As an undead assassin, In addition to sneak attacks and assassinations, Doug is best at reconnaissance, which is why Ron sent him to find the way.

"There is nothing unusual, my lord!"

Doug stood up, still bowed his head, and replied respectfully.

"Very good!" Ron nodded, "Let's move on!"

"Yes, Lord Lich King!"

Doug lowered his head, stood aside with his hands down, and got out of the way.

Ron felt a little weird, but without saying anything, the carriage walked slowly past Doug.

At this moment, Doug raised his head suddenly, a pair of black eyes became extremely cold, a cold light flashed in his hands, and at the same time, the figure immediately jumped out.

"Be careful!"

It was too late for the guards around Ron to remind him. Doug stabbed Ron in the back with a delicate dagger. At such a close distance, even a god would not be able to walk around.

Just when Doug's dagger touched Ron's skin, Ron's figure turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared on the spot.

"Stalled?"

Doug was stunned for a moment, and then a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, quickly occupying his heart. In an instant, he knew that his assassination had failed, and cold sweat slowly flowed down from his forehead.

At this time, a cold voice came from behind Doug's head.

"If you don't plan to reveal who ordered you, then... I will guarantee that you will see something more terrible than death!"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, the wolf-like soldiers grabbed Doug, unarmed him, and tied him up.

"I'm sorry, Lord Lich King, I didn't think carefully enough to surprise you!"

Ron's guard captain stepped forward and said to Ron with an apologetic face. At this moment, he was still afraid for a while. If anything happened to Lord Lich King, his boss, Lord Shaar, would definitely will tear him alive.

"I'm fine!"

Ron's face was a bit ugly. Although he is a god and has a dark altar for his soul, he will never die in theory, but it is not easy to resurrect, not to mention the precious materials needed for resurrection. A large amount of black crystal coins will take at least three months. What can happen in three months? There are so many things that can happen...

"Say, who sent you here?"

The captain of the guard stepped forward, looked up and down at Doug who was tied up like a zongzi and said.

Doug knew he was going to die, and he closed his eyes without saying a word.

The captain of the guard glanced at Ron, took a deep breath, "Take it down!"

Several strong bodyguards led Doug down. They were all powerful and highly defensive death knights, the nemesis of undead assassins, and it was no problem to deal with ten Dougs.

After a while, Doug's screams came from the lake. After a while, the captain of the guard came back with a lot of blood on his body, and he walked towards Ron who was sitting on the skeleton carriage seat. After a salute, he said.

"Report to Lord Lich King, the question has come out!"

"Um… "

Ron closed his eyes and nodded, trying to look calm, but his clenched fists gave away what was going on inside him.

"This guy was sent by the Scourge... oh... sorry... I mean the 'scourge'..."

The captain of the guard smiled awkwardly, "It's the one from Icecrown Castle..."

"He was bought with three thousand black crystal coins... and the one who hired him was..."

The captain of the guard paused, lowered his head and peeked at the note written in his hand, "A guy named Adele!"

"Icecrown Castle? Emperor Fismer?"

It's coming, it's finally here, Ron took a deep breath. Although he tried his best to conceal his existence, the army can't be covered up if he wants to. He defeated the Holy Light Angel Legion and expelled the orcs from the Forgotten City. Things spread like the wind throughout the main plane of the undead, and inevitably attracted the attention of some people, not only the undead, but even other races, including hell and the abyss.

Ron was even keenly aware that with the death of the Lich King, the entire world of the main plane maintained a delicate balance. Although conflicts and wars between various forces and races had never stopped, these It is small-scale. Once this chaotic and balanced situation is broken, the hatred and power accumulated for 100,000 years will explode in an instant. At that time, the second plane war will come, and many forces will All races and races will suffer catastrophe.

If he could choose, Ron didn't want to be the trigger of this balance at all, but in fact, because of his appearance, many things would change.

The name of the Scourge Legion, the successor of the Lich King Heremus, and the possession of the Scourge Scepter, which symbolizes the highest power of the Scourge Legion, all of which made him have to face the same challenge as the Scourge Emperor Fesmarck. one question-

Who is the real ruler of the Scourge

On this question, Fismarck found the answer earlier than him, because the other party had already started, and Doug's assassination was just the beginning.

"What should come will always come!"

Ron remembered what his mentor Homelin had taught him. Fear often comes from within oneself, and escaping is not the best way. A true warrior is one who dares to face the fear in his heart.

As Ron thought about it, the expression on his face gradually became resolute. He looked at the blood on the captain of the guard and smiled slightly, "So... is that guy dead now?"

"Not yet!" The captain of the guard said cautiously, "But I removed all his limbs, Lord Lich King, do you want to interrogate him yourself?"

"No need!" Ron waved his hand, let the carriage move, and put the captain of the guard on the spot.

At this time, Ron's voice came from the air.

"If this guy dies unfortunately, find a place to bury him!"

The captain of the guard carefully savored Ron's words. Does the Lich King mean that he wants this guy to die or live? After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, and finally he slapped his thigh, forget it, don't worry about it, anyway, it's right to bury him.

Doug's terrified screams came from the lake again, and accompanied by the miserable cries from the Weeping Valley, it was particularly creepy in the night, and there was no sound after a while.

Ron didn't have the heart to care about the life and death of a killer, and he had to face a more important problem-the Emperor Fesmai of the Scourge.

Maybe—the real challenge...is about to begin!

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook, and a roar seemed to come from the distant sky. Immediately afterwards, countless rocks collapsed and fell into the path that the team was walking on. A strange, cold, and gloomy atmosphere instantly filled the entire space.

"Roar… "

It seemed to be a cry from afar, but the threat of reality had come before us. A huge head protruded abruptly from the height of the Weeping Valley.

"God-level beasts... God-level beasts have appeared..."

The powerful aura caused the entire team to panic, but they finally calmed down, "Shua-shua-shua-" Countless weapons were tightly held in their hands, and they nervously stared at the terrifying monster in front of them.

It was a crystal-clear dragon's head that looked like a white bone, with black eye sockets for its two eyes, and its outstretched wings were like a white skeleton, with huge sharp claws sticking out, and a long bone Tail.

"Damn it...it's a god-level alien beast, the Undead Dragon!"

Ron's face was extremely ugly, he clenched his teeth, and the words seemed to pop out from between his teeth, "I was tricked by Rose!"

The undead dragon may not be the most powerful among the god-level beasts, but it is the most difficult to deal with, because it is invisible and good at soul attacks, and its combat power is higher than that of Tiramasu, who is also a god-level beast More than one level, the most important thing is, what does its invisible body mean

Means - invincible.

What the other god-level beast is, Ron doesn't know, but it doesn't matter anymore, because there is no god-level beast that is more difficult to deal with than the undead dragon.

Ron even guessed that Rose already knew what the two god-level beasts were. Don't think she must have chosen a relatively easy one, and left the terrifying undead dragon to him.