Stopping in the dark jungle, Miles looked around and found that he was...lost
There are still woods covered with bones all around. In the cold environment, the trees are like a group of monsters with teeth and claws, growing half-dead. Yes, he had already escaped from the abode of the undead, and he also followed the footsteps of other mages.
But somehow, during the retreat, the mages disappeared, and the nearby terrain suddenly became a little strange, completely different from the route they had taken before.
He has not been here.
Having stayed in this jungle for a week, Miles was very sure.
Then... there is only one possibility left.
He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and noticed that the inexplicable emotion in his heart was rising again. But at the same time, he felt colder and colder. He didn't know whether the temperature in this jungle began to drop, or whether the coldness came from some other place.
boom!
The ground beneath his feet cracked, and large swaths of rotten vines sprang out. Miles dodged the blow as fast as he could, but he felt keenly that his speed seemed to be a little slower than usual.
A very bad premonition came to mind.
"you… "
He turned around and looked at the undead that suddenly appeared not far away. He subconsciously spoke, but he couldn't ask the question. The eyes of the undead kept falling on him, pity, contempt...all kinds of negative emotions splashed down like invisible raindrops, with nowhere to hide, making Miles more and more stressed.
The vines continued to attack him, and while he was dodging, he could clearly feel that his speed was slowing down little by little.
The aura of the undead gradually enveloped him.
"… trouble."
Miles felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He had no intention of continuing to fight with the undead, and kept running away into the distance. But I don't know what spell the undead cast, and the flames in the two eyes were like tarsal ants. No matter how he ran, he would eventually circle back to where he started.
He can't escape at all!
With no other option, Miles could only choose to fight back. But no matter how many times he launched attacks on the undead, the rotting body was as hard as steel, with not even a single wound visible.
He gradually began to feel a little numb.
Instinctively dodging the vines and attacking the undead, Miles suddenly began to see some scenes from long ago appear in front of his eyes. His hands and feet felt cold, and the blood in his body seemed to gradually stop flowing. The color of the entire world also cooled down little by little, turning into a blur of black and white.
The vines still failed to hurt him, but he had a premonition of death.
However, Miles could no longer feel any emotion in his heart. A terrible calm swept over him, as if the breath of death did not come from the undead, but... from himself.
It was as if death had always been hidden somewhere in his body, and it was only at this time that it was aroused little by little.
…Is it really coming to an end
Confusing thoughts flashed through Miles's mind, and he was a little confused. I don’t know how long he has been fighting here, but his movements of hands and feet have become slower and slower under the influence of emotions...
Suddenly, a rotten vine circled the bushes and swung it like a whip! Miles just stood there, as if he had forgotten to dodge, staring blankly at the dark figure that was approaching quickly.
flutter!
After a muffled sound, Miles froze on the spot.
"Why are you in a daze? Have you been beaten stupid? This is completely different from the you I knew before." Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice came from above him, waking him up from his depression.
At that moment, Miles raised his head, looked at the figure that suddenly appeared above, and even rubbed his eyes.
"...Benjamin?"
Benjamin chuckled and nodded.
"This is..." Miles was still a little confused.
"You were confused by this lich's spell." Benjamin turned his head, looked at the undead standing not far away, and said, "Although I don't know why its spell is only effective on you, but...relax, We’re back to save you.”
Following his words, several other mages who had retreated suddenly flew out of the shadows, surrounded Miles, and erected a magic barrier to help him block the whipping of several vines.
As for Benjamin, after confirming that Miles was okay, his attention was fully focused on the intelligent undead.
He called this thing Lich because it was indeed very similar to the image of Lich in some legends. With a withered body, strange magical abilities, and a staff made of undead materials in his hand... From it, Benjamin could feel a cold and terrifying unknown energy, which had never appeared in other undead.
Is there anything special about it
"This undead is surrounded by a very special force field." The system said, "It is somewhat similar to Miles's state, except that its force field is more complicated. I cannot analyze its composition."
"Then... what about its spiritual power?"
"There are stable mental fluctuations, but the structure is completely different from humans, and even more complex to a certain extent." The system reminded, "Be careful, its intelligence should be no different from ordinary humans."
Benjamin nodded.
At this moment, the Lich's attention seemed to still be on Miles, and the two fires in his eyes seemed to be frozen, turning a blind eye to the appearance of Benjamin and other mages.
Have you been despised?…
Because the vine's attack was blocked by the magic shield, it quickly waved the bone staff and summoned several groups of gray flames. The flames flew over lightly, landed on the magic shield, and soon began to crazily devour the various elements that made up the shield, burning them into nothingness.
Although Benjamin had heard several mages describe this scene when he came, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but frown.
It can destroy elements... Corresponding to the elemental plane, isn't that equivalent to killing high-dimensional creatures
"Can you analyze the composition of that flame?" he asked in his mind.
"It's too complicated, there are a lot of unknown energies, and... the thing you extracted from the remains of the undead before was very scary. My intuition told me not to get close to that thing."
Benjamin touched his chin.
Is it another instinctive fear...
Seeing the gray-white flames clinging to them again, the mages quickly canceled their magic, and then took Miles to avoid the flames' attack. They did not blindly launch a counterattack against the Lich, because they knew very well that the means they had could no longer deal with the strange undead creature.
They could only avoid it while turning their attention to Benjamin.
Benjamin did not act rashly.
He hurried here, met up with several mages, and then came to rescue Miles. In the process, he learned a lot about this undead. He is not afraid of any magic, and can even turn elements into his own power... This means that Benjamin may not be able to get much benefit from it.
Don't attack hastily, otherwise it may be self-defeating.
He wanted to find the lich's weakness.
boom! boom! boom!
Suddenly, several loud noises were heard, and Benjamin, who was observing, couldn't help but frown. The ground where the bones were piled suddenly cracked, and more corrupt vines sprang out, rushing towards Miles. At the same time, a dim light flashed around the lich, and several other figures suddenly appeared.
When the mages saw this, they immediately showed a more serious expression.
"...It's the other ones in the forest. They are coming here now." The male mage took a breath and whispered.