Alice watched the shattered bone dragon pieces scattered all over the ground, finally understanding what Shen Sui ant by the concept of volu collision.
Bone dragon, one of the most powerful undead units in the hands of an undead mage, an indestructible undead creature with at least a solid eleventh-level strength.
Yet this evil presence, which could stop children from crying at night elsewhere, turned into fragnts instantly upon hitting Shen Sui’s treasure box, even losing its ability to regenerate and recover.
This was a bone dragon endowed with ghostification by the undead mage! A powerful being capable of traversing any terrain at will!
There’s no choice; the volu collision of the storage chest belongs to the chanism, overriding terrain, otherwise why would I hide it.
Shen Sui also expressed his grievance.
"Why is there an extra treasure box here! There wasn’t one when I ca here! Is this the legendary treasure box monster?!" A short man appeared at the mouth of the mine, looking at the treasure box in front of him with a face full of surprise.
It was only at this ti that he noticed two won standing in front of him.
"..."
Both sides almost reacted simultaneously, and Alice pulled out the Dawn Staff.
"Bone dragon, shorty, Northern Lands accent." Isabella looked at the undead mage in front of her and slowly said, "Are you Justo, the twelfth level undead mage?"
Justo did not expect his identity to be revealed in one sentence, imdiately turning his gaze to Isabella behind Alice.
"Isabella!" Justo recognized Isabella at a glance, the True Ancestor of Vampires, the Tomb Guardian of the Dawn Continent, "It’s you!"
Isabella’s mouth curved up: "Finally caught you, Justo."
Justo Wolfman, a notorious undead mage on the Dawn Continent, whose favorite thing to do is to steal the corpses of strong n to create his undead creatures.
Thus, he had several conflicts with Isabella.
Isabella had been so busy in the past few days because Justo had beco active again.
"You’re really a lingering spirit." Isabella was outraged, "You even dared to target Claude!"
Justo’s presence here made it very clear that he was after Claude.
Previously, even though Isabella was furious, considering the Death God behind Justo, she hesitated a bit in making a move, allowing Justo to escape several tis with his cunning undead mage tactics, but today was different; Isabella was determined to kill.
"Damn it! Such words can’t be said indiscriminately!" Justo beca even more flustered upon hearing this.
For heaven’s sake, can I afford to provoke the Twilight Bishop? I can’t afford to ss with him even if he’s truly dead! This is soone who can kill Death God Arianna! As a devout follower of the Death God, Justo wouldn’t engage in such dangerous affairs.
Yet, an undead mage appearing in soone else’s grave, such a matter is indeed hard to explain clearly.
Justo was genuinely distressed.
Helping soone find sothing, it’s bad enough not to have found it, and he even lost a bone dragon for nothing. Losing the bone dragon was bad enough, but then being targeted by a Vampire Queen was worse.
Anyone would find it intolerable.
Before Justo could explain, Isabella had already made the first move.
A powerful blood magic directly targeted Justo, and Alice, unwilling to show weakness, launched an arson towards him.
Justo truly lived up to being a battle-hardened and cunning undead mage; an average person facing this situation would retreat instinctively.
But he knew well that behind him lay the mine, with no other exit, and retreating would an getting cornered by Isabella.
Justo quickly reacted, casting ghostification magic on himself, flying directly towards Alice’s face.
However, the next second, Justo felt himself crash into sothing as solid as a wall of copper and iron, the intense pain snapping him out of his ghostly state where he couldn’t be targeted.
"What the hell is this!" Justo was ntally breaking down; he saw that the object he collided with was precisely the box that shattered his bone dragon.
But before he could react further, Alice and Isabella’s magic fell upon him.
"Blood magic is useless against the ghostified !" Justo imdiately ghostified again, but hadn’t felt proud for long when he saw flas appear on his ghostified body.
"Damn it! What kind of fire is this?!"
Justo was terrified within.
As an experienced mage, Justo imdiately understood that this fla would only stop once the caster was killed.
Alice wasn’t strong, at least under Justo’s view she could be slain single-handedly.
But the treasure box blocking the mine entrance was like a thick barrier, standing between him and Alice.
No matter how he tried, he couldn’t break through the box’s obstacles.
Volu collision and air walls are always huge killers in gas.
Fortunately, after countless cultivations in the Spiritual World, Alice could now control the power of the arson.
The burning flas ultimately only rendered Justo unable to fight.
Alice didn’t let anger cloud her judgnt; she didn’t believe a powerful undead mage would infiltrate the graveyard to steal bodies without conducting thorough investigations.
In Claude’s tomb, there were no remains of Claude; with a little investigation, discovering this information shouldn’t have been particularly difficult.
User Comments
0 comments from readers