Chapter 247 - The Fighting Method of the Necromancer (1/2)
The Death Incarnation Arantir summoned was an abnormally colossal bone dragon!
Due to the formidable power of death emanating from his body, this bone dragon looked completely black. Such bone dragons were generally known as ‘spectral dragons’ in the Ashan world, but compared to other spectral dragons, Arantir’s spectral dragon was extraordinary…
It was at least a hundred meters long from the head to the tail. When it fully drilled out, this colossal creature stretched its bone wings and let out a silent roar toward the sky, making everyone present feel a burst of the sound of a soul!
Roy was standing below the spectral dragon and was the first to be hit by this soul roar. Fury, despair, regret, remorse, and indignation, this roar carried extremely strong emotions, as though it was viciously cursing all living creatures!
Even the high-level undead under Arantir could not help but stop moving when it appeared. These fearless undead seemed to feel fear at this moment…
Back in the Abyss, when Roy encountered Edrach riding his puppet dragon mount, he had heard him talk about the situations of dragons. According to what Edrach had said, the skeleton of this spectral dragon in front of him was at least from an ancient dragon between two to three thousand years old. Roy even found some similarities to Edrach’s mount from the claws and the sunken eye sockets of the skull, so maybe Arantir’s spectral dragon was also a black dragon when it was alive.
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Even among dragons, black dragons were recognized as powerful. But black dragons had always been unreasonable and prone to extremes. Moreover, due to their power tending toward darkness, they were often regarded as evil dragons that brought disaster and suffering. Even after they died, they would become the coveted targets of dark mages to use their skin, flesh, blood, and bones to create powerful undead puppets.
Roy did not know how old this spectral dragon was, but he could directly feel how terrifying it was. But what Roy felt the most inconceivable was that this spectral dragon still had the aura of a soul!
It was a violent, restless, and powerful soul, different from the souls that Roy had come into contact with before. Roy guessed that it might be the soul of a dragon. In other words, although this spectral dragon only had a skeleton and was long dead, its soul was probably still imprisoned in this pile of bones.
Undead were essentially creatures driven by the power of death after death. Their bodies were no longer suitable to be vessels for souls, but necromancers could imprison souls in undead creatures through secret techniques. To be precise, it was punishment and torture. Cassandra had imprisoned the greedy souls of sinners in the bodies of ghouls and allowed them to regain consciousness, but they had no choice but to suffer in rotten bodies. They no longer had any sense of taste or smell, did not know pain, nor could they feel the temperature and touch. All the good things in the world were gone. What was this if not torture?
This spectral dragon was probably in the same situation now. But perhaps because its skeleton and soul belonged to the same original dragon and were quite compatible, this spectral dragon seemed to be able to retain most of its strength from when it was alive, causing it to become an undead creature beyond common sense.
After summoning this spectral dragon, the Death Incarnation, Arantir was even more confident. He was a necromancer and was not good at physical skills and close combat. It was already his limit to block Roy’s close-range attack earlier, but with this spectral dragon protecting him, the situation was different.
Arantir had always regarded this powerful dragon known as the Death Incarnation as proof that he had obtained Asha’s favor because not every necromancer could subdue such a monster…
“Praise Asha!” Arantir exclaimed with his arms spread open in high spirits. “May your divine power help me eliminate evil!”
With Arantir’s voice, the spectral dragon attacked Roy, and its gigantic front claws slashed at Roy!
Before its claws could touch Roy, Roy felt an extremely strong gust of wind hit. Not good, he thought. Roy immediately elementalized his body and dodged the spectral dragon’s claws.
He did not dare to use his elementalized body to receive it directly because the black power of death emanating from the claws was also a type of energy that could attack Roy’s body. But after the elementalization, Roy’s movement speed was simply ghost-like. In a flash, he arrived above the spectral dragon’s head and slashed Frostmourne!
However, something unexpected happened. This spectral dragon’s skull was even harder than he had imagined. After Frostmourne slashed at it, it cut sparks on its skull, but it could not cut in it at all.
Moreover, this spectral dragon seemed to be immune to curses. After Frostmourne slashed, the curse effects of Strength Absorption, Bleeding, and Gravity suppression did not take effect at all.
After being hit by Roy’s sword, the spectral dragon immediately raised its head and bit at Roy. Just its huge mouth was equivalent to a room hundreds of square meters in size. This huge mouth covered almost all the dodging space around Roy. “Damn it!” Roy cursed. He could only rely on his speed to escape again, but after dodging this time, Roy no longer fought the spectral dragon head-on. He turned around and charged toward Arantir.
But Arantir seemed to have guessed Roy’s plan. He raised his hand and cast Haste on the spectral dragon!
The next second, the spectral dragon’s speed suddenly soared, and its enormous bone tail whipped over with a howling sound. It blocked in front of Arantir, forcing Roy, who was about to strike, to give up on the attack.
“It’s useless, demon!” Arantir shouted at Roy. “The Death Incarnation is the protector given to me by Asha. It’s impossible to break through its protection and kill me!”