Make the dragon great again

Chapter 23 The Lich with Ideals and Aspirations

At the same time that Adrian was startled by the words of a certain "undead creature", the area around the large Goblin Walled City in the northeast of the Mullin Great Forest was engulfed in a monstrous fire.

Ordinary goblins lost their organization under the fire, howling and wandering around, while the goblin warriors followed the orders of their leaders, drove the ordinary goblins running around, and made them face the gap of the fire as a whole. run in the direction.

And the goblin shamans who have already ignited the fire of wisdom, under the command of the only two remaining great shamans, use their crude magic methods to summon rainwater and try to extinguish the forest fires around the city.

It was already dark at this time, but the flames from the forest fires in this area illuminated the sky filled with a large amount of smoke and dust, and the nearby birds and animals fled one after another.

On a low hill a few kilometers south of here, a group of knights, almost everyone with wounds, was resting here while looking back at the fire in the north.

This is the hunting team from Griffin Principality.

William V. Griffin, who had abandoned the heavy carriage and followed the team on foot, was holding the hands of an old mage with white beard and hair, and said words of thanks excitedly.

"Oh, my God! I was almost killed by those goblins... I am so grateful for your help, Lord Howard. When I go back, I can give you money, women, whatever you want Give you!"

The old mage broke away from William's hand with a stiff expression, and said with a smile:
"Ha, haha, Mr. Viscount, you are welcome. I just passed by and saw you, so I helped you a little bit, and I don't need to repay you."

"How does this work!"

Reluctantly, William grabbed the hands of the old mage again and said:
"That's it. After returning to the Principality, I will ask my father to canonize you as a lord. When the time comes, I will..."

"No, no, really, no..."

The two were arguing strangely, and all the knights and magicians behind William looked at William with pity or contempt, as if they were watching a monkey performing in the Principality Square.

Especially those magicians among them are even more unswerving. If they still remember that William is the son of the Grand Duke and the body of a viscount, they will almost say, "It is an insult to the heroic mage to use these vulgar things as gifts." One word yelled out...

However, in a direction out of everyone's sight, William, who was speaking exaggerated words, had a mocking smile on his face, staring at the old mage whose hands he held with a sneer.

He had already seen that this old mage Edmund Howard, who claimed to be "passing by", was the so-called "dark mage" who had been using the black mist to communicate with him!
'That disgusting smell, I won't admit it! William stared at the old mage who seemed to be seriously injured.

Although his mother's Behemoth bloodline, which had been inexplicably awakened, had been causing him trouble, it still had some effect in limited circumstances, such as the perception of breath.

William didn't know who the old mage who suddenly "fallen from the sky" and rescued them was, but the other party seemed to have suffered some kind of invisible serious soul injury, which caused his breath to leak slightly, which made William who approached Rely on keen perception to detect identity.

The old mage barely maintained a kind smile on his face, but in fact he was already scolding non-stop in his heart.

'Damn it!Damn it!Edmund broke free from the seal... With the current state of his soul, he can still break free from the [Lightning Curse] with the aura of [Strike Undead] attached!As expected of a peak hero-level magician...'

'If he hadn't forcibly pulled out the staff, causing my original body to be hurt and the phylactery to be implicated simultaneously, I wouldn't be unable to control this body for a moment, and I wouldn't be discovered by this kid! '

"I should have been vigilant after the Wyvern's blessing was triggered..."

After some entanglement, the "Old Mage" finally broke free from William, said "goodbye" to everyone in this team, and found a secret place to rest near the Goblin Walled City that he had just set on fire in the north. stand up.

Looking at William who was pretending to be crazy in front of people in the distance, the fierce light in the eyes of the "old mage" flickered.

"As expected of a dragon descendant who has awakened his bloodline, although he has been foolishly cultivating the vitality of the griffin, causing the power of his bloodline to be suppressed, he still inherited a bit of the keen perception of the dragon clan..."

'Humph!Let you go now, when I find Anastasia and complete the agreement with you, I will be able to trigger the [Revenant Contract] that I imposed on you, and then you will become my puppet and nourishment! '

After saying a few harsh words in his heart, the "Old Mage" staff paused on the ground, and a circle of black and purple magic circles emerged, constantly attracting the souls of the dead goblins here, and being absorbed by him for use. Mend the wounded soul.

The "old mage" took out a dry heart from his bosom, let it absorb the wronged souls attracted by the magic circle to repair itself, and said to himself:
"Soon, soon... When I use the whole body blood of two awakened dragonborn as a medium to complete the [Dragon Blood Ritual], I will be able to break through the limit of the Gai subspecies and become a legend! At that time, the lich phylactery will be released!" It will be completely completed, I will no longer be implicated by my original body, and I will become the real undead king!"

The more the 'old mage' said, the more excited his expression became.

Since he first woke up at the bottom of the tomb more than 100 years ago, he still has a part of the king's heart in his life, and he has been longing to truly break free from the shackles of life and death and become the real eternal king among undead creatures!
To this end, he made many attempts. The most daring one even directly summoned the undead army, massacred life everywhere, and absorbed a large amount of death energy to make a phylactery. Unfortunately, that attempt was not completely successful, and even attracted a heroic magician. Come to crusade.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he fought desperately and performed the soul-moving technique by sacrificing all the undead troops under him. Fortunately, at the last moment, he exchanged bodies with the hero magician, and sealed the opponent behind his original body Inside.

Since then, having obtained a living body, he has been active in the society of living people as "Edmund Howard", and secretly looking for a way to become a real immortal.

Until a few years ago, he found an ancient parchment scroll that had been dusty for many years in the high tower forest, and learned from it a [Blood Promotion Ceremony] that can make people break through the limits of race:
Let a creature higher than itself sacrifice the blood of its whole body, and use it as a matchmaker to arrange special magic rituals on itself.

And because he has completely become an undead lich, he can't leave his original body too far, and he dare not approach the dungeon ruins because he is worried that he will change his body again. Therefore, he can only find suitable fantasy creatures within a certain range. as a ritual medium.

The fantasy species that can be found within the scope of activities are basically only silver elves, but he dare not mess with the Silver Forest. In the end, he set his sights on the royal family of Bechymos who is said to have inherited the blood of the dragon.

——Dragon descendants who have returned to their ancestors and awakened the power of their bloodlines are no longer Gaia species, and they are enough to be used as a matchmaker for the ceremony!
"In the era before I was alive, the dragons had not completely disappeared, and the royal family of Bechymos was very strong, but unfortunately, there are no dragons now, and Bechymos has already declined...but I, Alva Sacrifice on the road to eternal life, you should be proud of your offspring!"

There was an unpredictable smile on the face of the 'Old Mage', as if the future was already in his hands.

"But before that, we still need to solve the Edmund matter..." The old mage closed his eyes and began to meditate.

"But don't worry too much. His soul body has been weakened to the extreme. After breaking free from the seal, his soul should not be far away from dissipating completely, and he can't leave that body...Anyway, it's on the way, so I'll stop by to see this man when the time comes. Let's have the last look of an 'old friend'!"

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On the bottom floor of the ruins of the deserted dungeon, Adrian asked the undead creature sitting on the stone high-backed chair while playing with the long-handled staff in his hand:
"So, you are actually Edmund Howard himself, and the one who has been active outside for decades is the real dungeon master, Lich Alvarez?"

The soul fire in the eye sockets of the 'undead creature' was so dim that it was almost invisible, and it weakly responded to Adrian's question:
"...Yes... He sacrificed the entire undead army while I was casting a seal and my mental power was exhausted, and exchanged bodies with me at the last moment, so that I was sealed here by my own magic instead... "

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To be continued.

Since I will only recommend it next week, I am thinking whether to reduce the number of updated words this week, keep it at 3k a day (currently 5k a day), and then store up manuscripts or something...

(End of this chapter)