Chapter 1142 (1/2)

Chapter 1142: 354. Keen Insight_2

Noland Lee sat on the back of the Spider Monster, glancing back at the pyramid that was growing more distant by the moment, and the War Spirits shuttling through the air around it, lost in thought.

During the brief exchange just now, Noland Lee had casually thrown out a Deconstruction Technique, and had managed to get information about the War Spirits.

Their proper title should be High-level Battle Spirits, not the ordinary War Spirits that Noland Lee had once helped defeat alongside the Tatis Army.

Ordinary War Spirits needed to rely on Undead Laborers and Undead Acolytes to build their Necromancer’s Watchtowers and Undead Cannons for them.

Whereas High-level Battle Spirits possessed a special Storage Space from which they could summon pre-prepared Necromancer’s Watchtowers and Undead Cannons, or even use the magic materials within the space to summon an undead army on the spot.

It could be said that each High-level Battle Spirit was equivalent to the combination of a mobile Turret and a formidable Summoner.

Noland Lee wasn’t afraid of one, two, or even a dozen High-level Battle Spirits swarming him, but he had to guard against the situation where he might be surrounded by hundreds of them.

“It seems that doing bad things under the noses of High-level Battle Spirits is not going to be an easy task,” he reflected.

With a sense of awe, Noland Lee turned his gaze toward the final destination of his journey, casting several “Mind View” Spells in quick succession.

That was a grand palace located in an Underground Space, very much in the style of the Ancient Tatis Dynasty.

Luxurious, decadent, every part of the wall was covered with exquisite carvings, and even the Ground Tiles were patterned, each tile bearing a different design.

A large group of Undead Laborers led by Undead Acolytes was busy repairing around the palace’s pillars, walls, railings, and Stepstones, hammering and chiseling, adding patterns or finely tuning the Runes.

Noland Lee did not know where this group of Undead Laborers had come from, but he thought that such eternal enslavement, which continued even after death, was enough to plunge the soul of any living creature into endless numbness and fatigue.

“That is our Latiss Palace, Guest,” Lophi said while galloping and began to explain,

“I will take you into the Palace to meet Mother Spider. If you behave appropriately, Mother Spider should agree to sign a Magic Contract with you.”

Lophi deliberately emphasized the word “you,” reminding the proud Sea Monster Emissary not to ruin the matters entrusted by the Sea Monster Queen with a slip of the tongue.

Noland Lee made some casual remarks and inquired about anything he should be especially aware of when meeting the Spider Mother.

Lophi answered them one by one.

The team drew closer to the Palace with the conversation between the two, speeding their approach.

The expression “seeing is deceiving” was fully demonstrated in this moment.

The Palace sat like a huge Black Silhouette on Sky’s Edge, twinkling with Dark Green lights that resembled stars.

It seemed so close yet in fact, Noland Lee was still at least fifty kilometers away from the Palace.

Halfway there, the silent Assassin Angel spoke in Noland Lee’s Mind,