White Dragon Lord

After the four high-level legends discussed it, they decided to stay here temporarily, and the White Dragon Lord and Magellan Knight went out to find the tongue for questioning.

Apart from the Lich in the White Bone Tower, there should be no other high-level legends on this plane. The White Dragon Lord and Magellan combined and decided to act separately.

The Knights of Magellan led Theresa to the west, and the White Dragon Lord went east alone.

In addition to the lich, the Necroplanet has other undead creatures. Skeletons and zombies can be seen everywhere wandering aimlessly on the ground. Translucent ghosts are floating in the air a few meters above the ground, and occasionally you can see them. Intermediate undead such as skeleton knights.

These mid-level and low-level undead are not the target of the White Dragon Lord. What he is looking for is a sufficiently powerful undead, at least at the master level. Such undead usually have enough wisdom to know some information from the outside world.

Generally speaking, there is a powerful presence in the center of a territory, and the white dragon lord infers the location of the leader of the area based on the strength distribution of the undead on the earth.

Soon, the white dragon lord saw a death knight riding on a nightmare warhorse, surrounded by dozens of middle and high-level undead like stars and moon.

This is a master death knight!

After discovering a valuable target, the White Dragon Lord swooped down from the air.

At the same time, ice poured out from under the feet of all the undead, and the ice was like a growing plant, wrapping them before the undead reacted. The master-level death knight was also frozen, leaving only the upper body exposed Outside, he looked around in horror.

The white dragon lord landed in front of the frozen death knight with a slap. The huge volume crushed more than a dozen frozen undead, and the ice cubes wrapped in bones shattered. It looked down at the death knight and stretched out a dragon claw.

With a thought, a terrifying suction force erupted from the dragon claws, and a silver thread-like soul force emerged from the frozen common undead, and the soul force revolved in the heart of the white dragon lord's claws and converged into a small ball.

At this time, only one of the dozens of undead was still alive, the Death Knight, and even the Nightmare Warhorse under its crotch had its soul extracted and turned into an empty shell.

The death knight was horrified, realizing that this was a great god he couldn't afford to offend.

As the White Dragon Lord inhaled the pure soul power in his hands into his nose, he observed the death knight, and he saw fear in the eyes of the death knight.

very good!

Since there is an emotion of fear, it means that the death knight in front of him has a certain wisdom and can communicate.

"I ask! You answer!"

The White Dragon Lord did not give the death knight time to react, and asked directly.

"Do you know the tower made of bones?"

The voice of the white dragon lord carried special magic power. The magic power shocked the soul of the death knight. The death knight woke up suddenly and nodded hastily.

"Yes! Isaac! That is the home of Isaac Hill, Lord of the World, Lord of Lichs, Lord of Death."

"Isaac Hill?!"

Until now, the White Dragon Lord did not know the name of the Lich, and the White Dragon Lord muttered to himself.

"What an insane fellow."

Not to mention the Lord of the World, the White Dragon Lord scoffed at Isaac's two titles of "Lich King" and "Death Lord". A mere high-level legend dared to call himself the Lich King and Death Lord? !

Not to mention the ancient lich hidden in the astral world for hundreds of thousands of years,

Even the Blightcaller of the Dragon Cult is better than Isaac.

Perhaps the lich had begun to go mad, the White Dragon Lord thought.

"How much do you know about the Tower of Bones and Isaac?"

"Dear Dragon Lord, my strength is low. I only know that Lord Isaac is the master of this world, and the White Bone Tower is its palace. I don't know the rest."

The White Dragon Lord just tried to ask, and he never thought that he could get valuable information from an ordinary death knight.

"Which direction is the nearest legendary powerhouse?"

The death knight turned his head to a towering mountain.

"It's in the Fuming Mountain Range, that place is very hidden, I'm willing to lead the way for Your Excellency."

The white dragon lord couldn't help but glance at the death knight, but he didn't expect this death knight to be quite smart.

Originally, the white dragon planned to kill the death knight directly after asking the location of the legendary powerhouse, but now it has changed its mind, such a smart soul is suitable for the soul of a puppet.

"very good!"

The white dragon lord took out a transparent crystal and inhaled the soul of the death knight.

As for leading the way? !

unnecessary!

All you need is an approximate orientation!

Compared with the death knight, the white dragon lord believed in his own eyes more. It flapped its wings and flew towards the Fuming Mountains.

Soul Vision!

In the vision of the white dragon lord, the world seems to be covered with a layer of veil, and the soul in the undead is like a firefly in the dark night. The stronger the soul, the greater the light, and the soul of the legendary powerhouse is as bright as a light bulb.

It didn't take long for the White Dragon Lord to discover his goal.

For the legendary level undead, even the white dragon lord can't be too careless, it blesses itself with a secret magic, and quietly flies to the target.

After a while, the White Dragon Lord saw his goal.

The target is a legendary banshee, with a blue soul wandering in the valley, looking at the skirt and pointed ears on the banshee, there should be an elf in front of her.

Having glimpsed the ruins of buildings with elves in the valley, the White Dragon Lord confirmed his guess.

The white dragon lord stopped flapping his wings and switched to using the flying technique to reduce the movement caused by the flying technique, and quietly approached the banshee.

The banshee is unaware of the impending danger.

After the white dragon lord waited enough distance, he let out a roar at the banshee who was wandering leisurely.

Soul-breaking roar!

Only then did the banshee discover the hidden white dragon, but it was too late to escape, and the banshee let out a piercing scream.

Howl of the Banshee!

The terrifying ring-shaped sound wave hit the banshee, and the banshee's breath suddenly became decadent, and it hovered motionlessly in the air. The Soul-breaking Roar was a soul magic adapted by the White Dragon Lord based on the banshee's howl, which has the effect of shocking the soul.

When the banshee was frightened, the original Banshee's Howl also hit the White Dragon Lord, but after knowing that the opponent was a Banshee, how could the White Dragon Lord not be on guard against the signature skill of Banshee's Howl.

The howl of the banshee swayed in circles on the magical protection of the White Dragon Lord, and the unscathed White Dragon Lord quickly recited the incantation.

Soul Destroyer!

A large soul hand stretched out from the void, grabbed the soul body of the banshee, and pulled it to the front of the White Dragon Lord.

As a pure soul-like undead, the banshee has a strong soul and is innately resistant to soul magic, and soon wakes up and struggles in the hands of the soul.

The white dragon lord continued to input the power of the soul, the illusory soul's hand became more and more solid, and the banshee's struggle became stronger and stronger, more and more crazy, grabbing, biting, scratching, and pinching.

Banshee's scarlet eyes, like crazy beasts.

Seeing this, the white dragon lord frowned, the banshee seemed to be crazy.

The white dragon lord probed deeply into the soul body of the banshee, and found that the power of death in the banshee's body was seriously exceeding the standard, and his mind had been polluted by the power of death.

It seems that this banshee has existed for a long time, maybe it was born when the lich destroyed the world.

I finally caught a legendary banshee, but I didn't expect it to be a lunatic who couldn't communicate. The White Dragon Lord was planning to erase the banshee's will and use it as the core of the legendary puppet.

Suddenly, the White Dragon Lord thought of Catwoman, maybe Catwoman could restore the Banshee's sanity, and the White Dragon Lord took out a crystal bottle.

Bottle of Souls!

The bottle of soul prisoner is an alchemy item specially used to imprison the soul. After the banshee is installed, the white dragon lord flies towards the temporary camp.

All undead creatures will inevitably be eroded by the power of death, and high-level legends can only last longer, unless they break through high-level legends and their power is comparable to a god with weak divine power.

At this time, undead creatures truly deserve the title of "undead".

Half an hour later, the White Dragon Lord returned to the camp.

"Master Hajir, I caught a legendary banshee, but it has been tainted by the power of death and has lost its mind."

"Oh?! Let me see."

The White Dragon Lord took out the crystal bottle containing the Banshee and placed it on the ground. This crystal bottle was made according to the body of the White Dragon Lord and was much taller than the 1.4 meter tall Catwoman.

Catwoman circled the crystal bottle, watching the banshee slapping the crystal bottle.

"It's really rare. This banshee is indeed some years old, and her consciousness has almost been wiped out."

Losing one's senses is the beginning of death, and it is indeed a miracle that this banshee lived to the point where she almost disappeared.

The white dragon lord remembered the valley where the banshee wandered. There were some collapsed ruins in the valley. Perhaps it was the nostalgia for his hometown, so that this crazy banshee did not leave the valley to die everywhere.

Priest Sirona, who was standing beside him, said.

"Is there any way for Master Hajir?"

A banshee who may have experienced the vicissitudes of the entire Necroplanet, if she can regain her sanity, it is a living fossil that can speak, which will give great convenience to the next actions.

Catwoman nodded.

"There is indeed a way. I can convert the force of death in the banshee into the force of life and reduce the concentration of the force of death, but this banshee is very likely to be unable to bear the pain and collapse during the transformation."

Catwoman looked at the White Dragon Lord. After all, this was the trophy brought back by the White Dragon Lord, and the value of the legendary banshee was not low.

"Master just let it go, it's just a legendary banshee."

A legendary banshee, the White Dragon Lord did not take it to heart. The soul cores of the eight diamond golems, all of which were legendary-level souls, were bought.

Seeing that the White Dragon Lord agreed, Catwoman nodded.

"Then ask Lord Amos to take out the banshee. I can't use it through the crystal bottle."

The white dragon lord first stunned the banshee with a soul magic, and then lifted the magic ban on the cork, opened the cork, and took out the banshee with the hand of the soul.

Catwoman put her paw on the struggling Banshee's head, and the transformation began.

The banshee screamed and struggled even harder. The White Dragon Lord increased the output of the power of the soul.

The force of life is like poison to the undead, and it counteracts the force of death within the banshee. If it wasn't for Catwoman controlling the rhythm, the banshee's soul body would definitely collapse instantly.

Taking into account the tolerance of the banshee, you can't transform too much at one time, and the efficiency will naturally slow down.

Time passed little by little.

The strength of the banshee's struggle is getting lower and lower, and the scream is not as strong as before. Correspondingly, the concentration of the force of death in its body began to decline, the scarlet in its eyes gradually subsided, and a trace of clarity was restored.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

A female voice like a lark resounded in the hearts of everyone, seeing the confusion in the eyes of the banshee, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The Banshee regained her sanity!

Catwoman wiped the sweat on her forehead. This transformation is like an operation. It only takes one knife to kill a person, but many knives are needed to save a person. Moreover, the knife and knife must have super high technical content. As the main doctor, Catwoman, Consumption is naturally the greatest.

The second is the white dragon lord, which consumes the power of the soul and cannot be seen on the surface.

While maintaining the hand of the soul, the white dragon lord answered the question from the banshee just now.

"Where are you, I don't know. As for who we are, it's a bit complicated, and I can't finish it in a day."

"So, you'd better answer my question first. Tell us how much you know about Isaac Hill, the lich."

Hearing Isaac Hill's name, the elf banshee was reminded of her past memories, and suddenly became excited, her expression distorted, her eyes burst with astonishing hatred, and she struggled violently in the hands of her soul.

The white dragon lord explained while stabilizing the hand of the soul to prevent the banshee from doing excessive behavior.

"Calm down! Calm down! We're here to trouble Isaac Hill and avenge your world."

When the banshee heard the words, her struggle weakened, anger and surprise were transformed on her face, and she asked excitedly.

"Really?! Are you really here to avenge our world?"

Actually, we're just here to grab Isaac's turf.

But looking at the expectant look in the banshee's eyes, the White Dragon Lord couldn't say these words.

"Yes! Isaac must die!"

The white dragon lord said decisively.

The banshee's mood gradually stabilized, and she quickly thought about the cause and effect of the matter. After all, she was also a big figure in the elf clan before her death, and she was only emotional and could not think rationally.

The White Dragon Lord lied to it, but it didn't care, because the White Dragon Lord didn't lie to it with a sentence: Isaac must die!

This is enough!

"let me go."

"Yes, but you have to make sure you don't run away."

"Don't worry, I will never leave you until I see Isaac die."

When it comes to Isaac, the hatred emanating from the Banshee flows like a sea.

Thinking about it, the white dragon lord let go of the banshee.

The banshee stood on the ground, first looking at her current appearance, there was a trace of sadness in her eyes, then she put away the sadness, and bowed slightly to everyone with her skirt.

"Good afternoon, guests from other worlds, I am the moon elf Herois Percy."