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Reaching out his claw and touching the statue, Garen felt a hairy, fleshy sensation on his claws.
The area in the middle of the sculpture seemed to have some type of strong electromagnetic field. It was a powerful energy field, separating the area in the middle into an isolated zone.
”More than 700 years ago, Caswell created the Universal Codex, which opened up the passage between the Void and this world.”
Suddenly, an aged, low voice sounded from behind Garen.
Garen turned around and saw a tall silhouette in a green robe standing in the snowy plains a distance away. The voice came from him.
The silhouette was in a cloak with a hood, concealing his face.
”Then, all of you Alien Souls also came here through the passage.” The silhouette raised his head slowly, revealing a fleshless skull beneath the cloak.
Two green flames burned in the place of the skull's eyes, and a dark, red blood colored symbol was carved on his brow area, giving a strong religious aura.
More than a dozen black Suffering Knights were coming out slowly from the snow plains around. They were all wielding various types of weapons, some of them were armed with swords, some with long spears, and some even had a combination of sword and shield.
Two of the Suffering Knights had silver striation etched faintly on the edges of their armor.
”Silver-Striped Knights?” Garen raised his eyebrows.
Silver-Striped Knights were at the very least at Level Seven, and if an Undead Silver-Striped Knight was well nourished, it could easily turn into a Level-Eight creature.
”This time, for you to come over on your own accord, what's your goal?” The skull asked in a low voice. ”After killing three of my Suffering Knights, your soul is something that I will definitely capture and keep in a gem.”
It seems that this was a very cautious lich. Garen recognizes the identity of the skull figure standing in front of him, it was the Great Undead Wizard. It looked like he had transformed himself into a lich, an immortal existence.
He did not attack immediately just because Garen came here alone. He would also definitely have his other reinforcements around this area. To think that his opponent would still be so vigilant against him.
”If that's the case, what else is there left to say?” Garen grinned. ”There can only be one reason I came.”
”What?” The Lich started to be even more alert.
Garen sighed, releasing a puff of white air.
”To negotiate of course.”
He originally thought Garen was about to make his move, but he did not expect it to be this. The lich was obviously a little stunned by his proposal.
Boom!!
Suddenly, the white silhouette flashed in front of him. In just a blink of an eye, the body of the White Dragon expanded, reaching the size of a mature White Dragon as it charged straight towards him. At the next instant, Garen had already appeared right in front of him. It was almost like a teleport!Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
Roar!!!
In a burst, the Level Seven Dragonic Aura instantly condensed onto the Lich's body.
The white dragon claws slammed on the Lich with tremendous force.
There was no sound. A transparent barrier had blocked Garen's claws, with large amounts of transparent sparks spilling out at the point of contact.
The barrier blocked his attack for a full second, but that was already enough for the Lich to react.
He raised his hand, revealing a black bracelet on his wrist embedded with five different colored gems, one of it started glowing red.
”Loss of Reason.”
The sorcerer raised his voice to a high pitch.
A large, red net suddenly appeared in the air, it shrunk and wrapped Garen tightly with it.
This was a Level Eight spell, a unique spell formed by combining several different Psychic-type Manipulation spells. Although it was only Level Eight, the practical effect was comparable to a Level Nine. It had been fixed onto the Lich's bracelet and was released instantly.
To other powerful people, the Psychic influence might have required a bit more time for them to react to it. However, it was useless against Garen with his thoroughly trained will. Even Ann had praised that his willpower was comparable to Holy Spirits.
The red net disappeared without any reaction on Garen's scales. There was absolutely no effect at all.
The green flames in the eye sockets of the Lich started burning more intensely as his bracelet released another spell once more. It was a shroud, black mist, engulfing Garen and his surroundings.
Its form changed so fast that even the surrounding Suffering Knights barely reacted in time. Two Silver-Striped Knights leaped a few meters in a blink of an eye, their two giant swords striking powerfully on the roots of Garen's dragon wings.
”Death Spirit Energy?” Garen was shrouded in the black fog. He felt that this black fog was not some simple spell, but one that added some sort of unique potion. The potion could rapidly erode his scales' resistance, minimizing his ability to resist magic.
He increased his alertness.
His wings flapped furiously as the two Silver-Striped Knights rushed over. In two flaps with a frightful eighty points of strength, the two Suffering Knights were flung away like a couple of chicks,
Although an undead Silver-Striped Knight was equivalent to a Level Eight, even when they were the same level they all had different specializations, some leaned towards strength and some leaned towards speed. In addition, at the same level, no one could compare against The Dragon Clan's power when it came to direct confrontations. This was the law of the world!
The Level Eights of human and humanoid races are more dependent on techniques and special abilities, such as special equipment and so on.
Just as Garen smacked away the two Silver-Striped Knights, he heard the rest of the Suffering Knights roaring in unison.
”Final Death Match!!”
Bang!!
The red area instantly covered the entire space around him and Garen had once again found himself in a strange special space like last time.
The surrounding Suffering Knights all pulled out scrolls at the same time. They were ancient, yellow scrolls just like the last time, each of them tied with a red string.
”In the name of death!”