CHAPTER 504: ESCAPE (2/2)
The Dracolich outwardly resembled a lizard. Its head was cone-shaped and spotted a pair of large black horns that poked straight up – the typical trait of a dragon. Clearly. Because lizards did not have horns.
The Dracolich was now running towards us at top speed. A staggering explosion would blanket the battlefield each time it kicked its feet off the ground. On top of breaking the rock beneath it, it also decimated whatever was unfortunate enough to be near it at the time.
A number of the villagers who were in the process from being zombified were instantly squashed into meat cakes. In some sense, this was a stroke of good fortune amidst a decidedly disastrous day. At the very least, they were released from their suffering before they could be trapped in a mindless, Undead husk.
Yet it wasn’t just the villagers who were affected by the Dracolich. The Devils whom I summoned weren’t able to escape this untimely fate as well.
Normally, Ground Dragons rarely grew up to twenty meters. This Dracolich had clearly received a horrifying boost in strength from the inhumane experiments performed on it.
A beast like that would normally roar into the heavens, declaring its intent to fight. But this Dracolich had been completely silent till now. Even so, I couldn’t be sure it was completely an Undead. While it might have had Soul Flames for eyes, its eyes also had the red of blood within it. A completely illogical pairing.
A half-Undead, perhaps? Its consciousness should still be intact even if its body has been zombified… must be painful…
Perhaps it was this pain that afforded it limitless power. In barely any time at all, it had caught up to us!
Yet just when it looked like it would reach us, eight of the Assassins covering our backline suddenly broke off from the pack to stall it. Using their Arcane magic, they launched a barrage of attacks at it, but to no avail…
They began waving their hands about, summoning forth a giant magical array in front of them that spat out hundreds of blue Arcane orbs at the Dracolich.
These Arcane projectiles first came into contact with the Veil of the Dead. It was then that I learnt that this strange mist not only was a dangerous biological weapon, it also suppressed magic. Hundreds of Arcane orbs slammed into the Dracolich, causing an unending torrent of explosions to shake the air. Yet when the dust settled, not even a single scale had been knocked down…
Dragons were born with a natural resistance against magic. This creature born of Witches and Necromancers fully inherited this trait as well. With the Veil of the Dead aiding it, it would be hard for magic under the level of an Overlord to harm it. In that case, there was only melee combat!