Translated by: Novellise
Vulture's Domain
Dark clouds gathered and the light dimmed.
A castle stood abruptly on the plain.
Tall chimneys spewed black smoke.
Occasionally, a shrill roar could be heard from inside the castle.
It was as if a sorcerer was conducting inhuman experiments.
Pass this castle,
Even the most ruthless thieves and criminals had to make a detour.
For everyone in the entire Lyan frontier knew about it.
Inside lived a Dark Alchemist of the Fifth Stage!
Norton Frand!
In the castle laboratory,
On a messy workbench.
Various bottles and jars were filled with colourful liquids that emitted strange smells.
A bearded, rough-looking old man carefully poured some of the pungent and viscous green liquid from the bubbling vessel.
The green potion cooled slightly,
He took a black potion from the nearby workbench and poured them both into a glass test tube at the same time.
As soon as the two potions made contact.
It ignited like phosphorus, emitting thick black smoke and sparks.
Norton's face was blackened by the smoke, but he paid no attention.
His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the glass test tube, not missing any detail or change.
"Boom!"
But in that moment,
With the deafening sound of galloping hooves, the entire ground shook violently.
Dust rose, the earth shook.
An overwhelming tide of skeletons was sweeping towards this place!
Inside the castle,
Norton's experiment was violently interrupted, putting him in a foul mood.
He put down the potions in his hand, walked to the window and looked out with a sombre expression on his face.
As Norton saw the endless stream of skeletons, a hint of mist and confusion flashed through his eyes.
"What's going on?"
"Why are the undead of the graveyard suddenly stirring up?"
In Norton's mind,
A mere group of skeletons was nothing to fear.
Even if their numbers increased, they would only be cannon fodder.
But these skeletons usually wandered aimlessly in the wilderness.
But now,
It seemed as if someone was commanding them from behind, directing them straight towards him.
This made Norton realise that something was wrong.
The next moment,
A loud and clear dragon roar suddenly came from ahead, startling him.
"Roar!"
A Frost Skeleton Dragon was howling with power in its wings as it appeared in the sky above the Skeleton Army.
The flesh of this dragon had long since rotted away, leaving only an empty skeleton.
But with its mountainous body, it still possessed unparalleled power.
Its wings were like clouds hanging in the sky.
A slight flap could cause a storm in the air.
Its skeleton was impervious to attack, as if forged from steel.
And in its terrifying skull, blood-red flames burned brightly.
The Frost Skeleton Dragon roared,
Its thunderous roar instantly resounded in everyone's ears!
On the back of the dragon,
stood a robust figure clad in armour and wielding a long sword.
This figure was three metres tall and looked like a white tower of bones from afar!
"The Fifth Stage Skeleton Tyrant of the Graveyard? When did it subdue that skeleton dragon?"
"And it seems to be coming for me?"
Norton was stunned.
He had been in the borderlands of the Lyan Kingdom for so long, and was well acquainted with the nearby forces.
As King of the Graveyard, the Skeleton Tyrant had over ten thousand skeleton troops at his command.
If a conflict arose, even he would have to retreat.
But he couldn't understand why the skeleton army had appeared in Vulture's Domain.
Even more puzzling.
When had he offended this skeleton tyrant!
He would never get an answer in this lifetime.
For Lu Yuan never wasted time on enemies.
Ten days ago,
Lu Yuan personally led the Skeleton Army into the depths of the burial ground.
After sacrificing tens of thousands of cannon fodder and losing more than half of the Headless Knights' Order's troops.
He finally subdued this skeleton dragon!
He then returned to Blood Castle to replenish his army.
After a few days' rest,
he quickly led the army back to the Dark Alchemist's lair.
The Dark Alchemist's restlessness meant that Norton couldn't rest for a day!
Dark magic, however, was inevitable.
To be careful,
Lu Yuan had the Skeleton Tyrant stand on the dragon's back to attract attention.
And he himself.
Mingled with the army, disguised as an ordinary skeleton warrior.
"Frosty Breath!"
Under Lu Yuan's control,
The sixth level Frost Skeleton Dragon suddenly opened its mouth, spitting out a blast of frosty cold air.
Norton's scalp prickled at the feeling of this chilling, soul-freezing cold, and he quickly dodged aside.
But the castle behind him wasn't so lucky.
Immediately covered in frost, it turned into an ice sculpture in an instant.
"Boom!"
At the same moment,
The Order of Headless Knights launched their attack like a rolling flood.
All the skeleton warriors and skeleton swordsmen followed close behind.
Behind them, the skeleton mages waved their bone staffs, summoning scores of common skeletons.
The skeleton archers bent their bows and arrows, raining down arrows as if the sky had burst open.
"Damn!"
Although Norton didn't care much for ordinary skeletons.
An army of ants could kill an elephant.
Also.
With a sixth level Frost Skeleton Dragon in the sky and a fifth level Skeleton Tyrant watching closely!
In the midst of Norton's panic, he cast a dozen dark magic spells one after the other.
[Fifth Stage Fire Magic: Hellfire!]
[Fifth Stage Wind Magic: Storm Tornado!]
[Fifth Stage Death Magic: Summon Death Servant!]
It had to be said.
The terrifying power of dark magic was immense.
So much so that many mages were willing to descend into darkness to study this forbidden magic and become servants of the Abyssal Demons.
After casting the spell.
The elemental energy of the furious wind gathered, forming dozens of earth-shattering tornadoes of death.
At the same time,
Green spectral flames emerged from the void.
They emitted a terrifying pulse that made one's heart palpitate.
These black spectral flames floated in the air and seemed to have no temperature.
But in fact they did.
Once ignited, these black spectral flames would never go out, burning forever!
Capable of inflicting real damage to the soul, they were the nemesis of the undead race!
And fire feeds on wind, and wind feeds on fire!
Combined with several types of dark magic.
The power increased many times over!
"Phew!"
The tornadoes of death wrapped around the hellfire, forming a fiery storm from the abyss.
It plunged into the middle of the army.
The tens of thousands of skeleton warriors in the forefront only came into contact with the black flames.
And in less than a second.
As if evaporating out of thin air, they were instantly reduced to ashes!
Even the elite Order of Headless Knights that Lu Yuan treasured were swept away by the tornado of death.
Caught in the storm, they were torn into countless pieces.
Despite their fearlessness in the face of death, the Skeleton Army launched wave after wave of attacks.
But the results were minimal.
However, using so much dark magic at once was a heavy burden for Norton to bear.
Panting heavily, he quickly pulled several bottles of potions from his bag.
Then he uncorked them.
He poured all the liquid into his mouth.
As the energy was replenished.
Norton's pale face regained a touch of colour.
And his nearly depleted magical power was restored by more than half.
"Although dark magic is incredibly powerful, the magic consumption is also considerable."
"Norton may be skilled in alchemy, but in a rushed battle, he must not carry many energy potions!"
"At all costs, even if it means exhausting the Skeleton Army, he must exhaust it!"
Seeing the situation, Lu Yuan continued to control the skeleton army and launched the attack.
As for himself,
He lurked silently within the army.
Ready to strike at any moment.
(End of Chapter)