Chapter 555 A Ground Full of Golden Legends

Suren's appearance immediately improved the situation. The Puppet Theater's area of effect grew larger and larger, and almost all the low-level undead monsters near the Eternal Night were controlled and turned into marionettes on this ice surface.

The undead tide that was about to engulf the Dawn Mercenary group became their protective layer. The controlled skeleton monsters piled up on the ice into a thick, towering isolation zone like a city wall, so that the Eternal Night was no longer disturbed by the endless stream of small monsters behind. They were also able to concentrate their fire to shoot at the eight giant skeletons and large monsters such as bone dragons and behemoths.

Suren's main body also entangled the red-robed archmage. He, a seventh-tier, was hammered by the eighth-tier until he had no temper.

Although he looked fierce and unmatched, and beat the eighth-tier mage until he was covered in dirt, Suren's actual strength was far from reaching the eighth-tier. This was because the two could be considered colleagues in the death system, and it was easy to see through each other's death system spells. Therefore, many of the enemy's abilities could not be effective against him, which is why this situation was created.

If it were another eighth-tier archmage, once the Sanctuary was opened, Suren would not dare to fight like this, solely because of the crushing power of the higher tier.

However, Suren was also glad that he met this red-robed mage.

Otherwise, no one in the Dawn Mercenary group would be able to do anything about it.

This guy's Sanctuary was of the death system, and its weirdness and lethality were even stronger than Suren's domain. Ordinary seventh-tier professionals had no way to restrain it, and they would either die or be disabled if they approached, let alone have the qualifications to fight.

Moreover, this guy had the weird soul fire to protect his body, and the ability to resurrect, which meant that anyone who fought him in close combat would not get any benefits.

Even if someone besieged him, he would not be afraid at all. The undead Scourge was not afraid of any siege.

He was the only one who could use the undead tide to overwhelm others; no one else could suppress him.

If the abilities did not counter each other, even several ten-thousand-man mercenary groups would be useless.

But coincidentally, Suren's special puppetry restrained the undead army.

The threads controlled the small monsters, and the high-level monsters and gargoyle legion resisted head-on, and the fight was evenly matched.

Although the enemy had a lot of undead monsters in reserve, as well as various strange mythical undead.

But Suren also discovered in the battle that the number of high-level undead that this guy could control was also limited.

Just like Suren's own puppets, there were many spares in the warehouse, but the number that he could actually control at the same time was also limited by certain abilities of his own body.

That red-robed archmage could control dozens of eighth-tier undead, which was obviously the limit.

Otherwise, he would definitely have created more high-level monsters to encircle and kill. But this was already a very terrifying ability.

Suren's current gargoyle legion, because the high-level energy core production could not be mass-produced, the overall combat power was far lower than the enemy's undead army. Only the gargoyle's metal body was not afraid of being hammered, and they could form various legion battle formations, which gave them the capital to fight.

But even if there was a gap between the two sides, it was unlikely that the red-robed archmage would kill Suren.

And Suren also knew himself very well; he had no hope of killing that guy.

He knew that the other party was a servant of a god, so the enemy must have an ultimate move, which was to borrow the power of God.

If he really couldn't beat him, this guy would probably use some means beyond mortals.

Suren had been entangled for so long just to find an opportunity for the old sword god Bartolo to strike!

While Suren's battle was fierce, the Eternal Night also fired ammunition as if it didn't cost money, and the high-ranking warriors were also entangled in a fierce battle with those high-level undead monsters.

In general, the battle situation was still optimistic.

At least so far, neither side showed any signs of collapse.

It looked like it could last a long time.

But the Dawn Mercenary group had fought so many fierce battles, and this was the first time that they had been suppressed by a single enemy like this.

And the red-robed archmage on the opposite side also had this unspeakable depression.

His undead Scourge had always been invincible, but this time he encountered a big problem.

Because he had not been able to take down the Dawn Mercenary group for a long time, the face of this senior cleric of the Holy Church became darker and darker.

Moreover, top-level mages who comprehend the laws of the death system have a very strong premonition of death.

During this battle, he had a vague premonition that some kind of fatal danger was coming.

That feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

The red-robed mage looked at Suren, who was fighting him, and thought to himself, "It's strange, do these natives still have the ability to break my 'immortal body'?"

He could also see that this guy in front of him had no ability to kill him at all. It seemed that he was deliberately delaying, or waiting for some opportunity...

As soon as the thought arose, a flash of determination suddenly flashed in the red-robed mage's eyes.

He couldn't delay any longer!

His intuition told him that even at a price, he must solve these people in front of him as soon as possible.

On the other side, Suren gradually became familiar with this battle rhythm.

The other party had used most of his trump cards, and all the high-level undead had shown their faces, but he still couldn't kill him, which was good for Suren.

The longer he delayed, the greater the chance.

He knew very well that there were many ways in necromantic magic to extract information from corpses. Suren guessed that the red-robed mage was able to find him so accurately, most likely because he knew some directional clues, and even knew a lot about the Dawn Mercenary group's methods.

But Bartolo was outside.

The old sword god's killing of the silver dragon was after the previous annihilation of several ten-thousand-man magic groups.

In other words, even if the red-robed mage knew some information through necromantic secret techniques, he probably wouldn't know of Bartolo's existence.

This was the other party's "information blind spot".

And now, after fighting for so long, Suren was 100% sure of this.

This guy was now single-mindedly trying to kill himself, and he was not on guard against an eighth-tier sword god at all.

However, as he fought, Suren felt that the guy's suppressed aura suddenly became stern, and he immediately knew what was about to happen.

"Tsk tsk, is he finally going to borrow the power of God..." A strange color also appeared in Suren's eyes.

After harvesting so much information from the main plane these days, he also knew that even a believer of God, borrowing the power of God was not that easy, and even came at a great price.

There were trillions of believers of God. If they asked Him to descend at every turn, then the gods would not have to do anything else and would just wipe the butts of their believers every day.

But if he didn't borrow the power of God, then what benefits could the red-robed mage gain?

Now that the momentum suddenly changed, it meant that he was determined to decide the outcome.

Suren was not surprised at all and was already mentally prepared.

Success or failure depended on this one move.

Old sword god Bartolo didn't need his reminder. He captured any subtle changes on the battlefield more clearly than anyone else.

At this moment, the red-robed mage suddenly retreated violently, while chanting mysterious magic spells.

Almost at the same time, the aura of death on his body soared, and his momentum became higher and higher.

The black crow on his shoulder crowed, and Suren did not dare to be careless at all.

Although he didn't communicate with the enemy, looking at the other party's gnashing eyes, he knew that this guy was determined to kill him.

Just as the red-robed mage chanted the spell, the sky suddenly surged with wind and clouds. The dark clouds in the sky instantly condensed into a blurred human face, as if overlooking the entire earth, and an indescribable aura enveloped the entire sea.

This pressure was even more terrifying than the dragon's might. Even though it had not completely descended, the low-level professionals of the Dawn Mercenary group on the Eternal Night turned pale and sweated profusely.

Suren squinted at the sky. Having seen the will of the gods descend too many times, he no longer felt strange at all.

After his professional level became higher, he felt that he could gradually see what the "indescribable" was.

However, he didn't intend to let the enemy summon some gods to descend so smoothly.

Looking at the guy chanting the key node of the spell, Suren suddenly teleported out of the pile of undead, pulled out a God-banning scroll that Mr. Mirror gave him, and shouted softly: "Release!"

With a "chi la" sound, it was crushed, and a special God-banning force was released, and the human face condensed from the dark clouds in the sky suddenly stagnated.

The red-robed mage in the distance frowned, but then sneered.

He didn't expect the enemy to have a means to prevent the will of God from descending. But this scroll could indeed seal the summons of ordinary believers of God, but he was a servant of God!

This kind of scroll could not stop him from communicating with God at all. As expected, the God-banning force on the scroll burst out and disappeared in an instant like fireworks. The human face in the sky paused for a moment and continued to condense.

The people on the deck of the Eternal Night didn't know the situation and were all nervous.

Most of them had never seen a god descend, and they didn't know about either side. They only knew that Suren had made a move, but he failed to stop the terrifying magic that the mage had summoned.

As the user of the scroll, Suren was not flustered at all. He never expected this scroll to solve the problem from the beginning. No matter what magic it was, it would have a slight stagnation if it was interrupted.

Although the red-robed archmage had used his super magic power to shorten this stagnation period as much as possible, for top experts, this moment of elimination was a fatal flaw!

At this moment, a towering sword energy suddenly erupted from the Eternal Night.

Even from a thousand meters away, Suren felt a chilling aura rushing towards him.

"So strong!"

Suren's eyes narrowed. Just as the chilling sword intent attacked, a sword energy almost brushed past him.

It was so fast that he felt that even his own space teleportation might not be able to avoid it.

And not only was it fast, but it also had a kind of... strange feeling as if it was blessed with a "locking effect".

His left eye instantly captured the sword energy that distorted the space and vaguely saw some clues.

"It's not just a physical cut, but it's like cutting through this plane..."

Suren pondered in his heart and probably had an accurate concept of the "sword god" realm.

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy swept past.

Suren was not sure that he could avoid it, let alone the red-robed mage who was locked on by Bartolo?

With a "唰" sound, the sword energy cut the person into two pieces without any obstruction.

The red-robed mage's eyes were full of disbelief, as if he didn't expect that there was such a powerful expert hidden among the enemies.

Moreover, not only was he hidden, but he had been hidden for so long before making a move!

But the look of shock in his eyes had not yet appeared on his face, and the vitality of his body had rapidly disappeared.

Unlike before, this time the corpse did not collapse, but blood gushed out from the smooth incision.

This knife seemed to have broken some special rules, so that the red-robed mage's resurrection ability could not be released and he became two sections.

Seeing this, Suren was overjoyed: "It's done!"

This time, he was sure that he had really killed the guy in front of him. Because he clearly saw the soul and body separated. The crowd of the entire Dawn Mercenary group was also happy to see this scene.

However, just as Suren teleported over to collect the soul and completely eliminate future troubles, an unexpected scene happened again!

"嗖～"

The soul on the corpse suddenly rushed out at almost the speed of light, and then fled quickly!

This also caught Suren off guard, and he didn't expect this scene to happen.

He wasn't dead!

No, to be precise, he wasn't completely dead!

The soul of this necromancer was very special, and it seemed to be related to his soul fire secret technique.

Suren instantly released his perception, but he never saw the guy's soul fluctuations again.

However, because Bartolo had cut off the red-robed mage's body, the forbidden spell of the undead Scourge instantly collapsed.

The monsters that had been summoned lost control and stood there blankly.

Bone dragons, griffins, behemoths, skeleton giants, and other high-level monsters stopped moving...

However, there was one difference!

That was that the skeleton sword god who was fighting Chiyo suddenly ran away.

Seeing this scene, Suren knew that the red-robed mage had most likely "borrowed the corpse to return the soul" and possessed the skeleton sword god.

However, Chiyo's reaction was also not slow. As soon as the skeleton ran, she also chased after it.

But the skeleton with the soul of the red-robed mage was obviously different in combat power. The soul fire on the surface of the skeleton was blazing, so Chiyo did not dare to get close rashly. At this moment, it chanted a spell, and a cloud of gray mist appeared in front of it. It crashed into it and disappeared.

The whole process was slippery, so that Suren didn't have time to teleport, and it had already escaped.

Although it was normal for top experts to have a few life-saving methods.

But seeing this, Suren still frowned: "It's really hard to kill."

But in an instant, his mood improved.

With the strong enemy repelled, the crisis encountered by the Dawn Mercenary group this time could be considered resolved.

Moreover, although the soul of the red-robed archmage had escaped, his body was still there.

Suren had a good mentality; any gain was a profit. And it was not a small profit, but a big profit!

He looked at the equipment on the corpse in front of him, his eyes shining.

Without the concealment of the death aura, these treasures emitted a strong wave of laws, and they were radiant.

In the professional language of Suren's game in his previous life, the equipment that this guy dropped was all golden legends.

The corpse was draped in a gray cloak as thin as a cicada's wing and translucent.

It had just been cut in half by Bartolo's knife, but now it had miraculously recovered.

After identification, it instantly dispelled Suren's fatigue from the fierce battle just now.

[Necromantic Cloak (Dark Gold)]

Description: A cloak condensed from pure undead aura. Wearing it, you can be as invisible as a ghost and gain shadow stealth and lightness; wearing it grants undead affinity +99, death magic casting efficiency increased (25-46%); this is a legendary magic guide, but it itself has a super undead erosion, which will affect the intelligence of creatures within the range and continuously bring a very strong negative mental state; only users who comprehend the corresponding death law can be exempt from the negative state; after damage, the cloak can be supplemented by undead aura and automatically restored;

"What a treasure."

Suren was very satisfied with this cloak.

It was rare to have a magic guide that alchemists could also use, and it was also very compatible with his profession.

It could be invisible, increase undead affinity, casting efficiency... all of which were very practical abilities.

The reason why that guy was able to board the Eternal Night silently before was because of this cloak.

Suren looked again, and a dark ring on the corpse was also shining brightly.

[Iblis's Soul-Swallowing Ring (Legendary)]

Details: The former archangel created despair in the world after falling and became a messenger of hell; this is a ring with a magic spirit. It can devour souls to gain its own attribute growth; the single harvest does not exceed 0.01%; a magic guide containing a trace of divine power, only believers of that divine power can use it;

"Eh... Devouring souls to strengthen oneself? No wonder that guy's soul power is so powerful."

Suren identified the effect and felt his eyes light up.

This was a bit similar to his death reaper talent, but the harvesting efficiency was very different.

One ten-thousandth of the harvest. To have such a powerful soul fire, this guy didn't know how many creatures he had slaughtered. He estimated that massacring cities and destroying countries was like eating and drinking.

But thinking that the other party was a necromancer, he understood. This ring was useless to alchemists, so he put it away and threw it to the mountain dwarf craftsmen to see if they could reforge it.

In addition to this ring, the corpse also had a storage ring on its hand.

Suren muttered, and also took it off with anticipation.

He opened it and saw that it did not disappoint him.

Before, Suren was still distressed that it cost too much ammunition to fight those undead monsters, but looking at this huge storage ring, the feeling of blood loss immediately reversed: "I'm rich!"

In the heavenly god plane, the same wealth was concentrated in the hands of top mages.

This red-robed mage was not only an eighth-tier archmage, but also a senior cleric of the Holy Church.

Power and strength were all standing at the top of the pyramid of that small group of people.

Another buff was that this guy was also a necromancer who liked to massacre cities and collect countless treasures.

As a result, there were many high-level treasures in this guy's storage ring!

In the nearly 1,000 cubic meters of storage space, there were all kinds of glittering treasures. There were no vulgar items such as gold and silver, almost all of them were magic items.

Magic crystals like diamonds were piled up like sand, and there were magic guides, crystal balls, magic books, scrolls, recovery potions... neatly placed on the shelves.

There were also many antiques that looked like they had been dug out of ruins. Suren identified them casually, and the grades of these items were very high.

Eighth-tier archmages would not carry a bunch of garbage with them.

Roughly estimated, the loot in this storage ring could definitely offset the Dawn Mercenary group's consumption of shells today, and there would even be many times the profit.

"This pile of antiques seems to have been excavated from the Dragon Kingdom ruins... Did that guy discover a ruin before?"

Looking at the antiques, Suren thought of the escaped skeleton sword saint and guessed that the red-robed mage had probably discovered some ruins.

The guys in the heavenly god plane had been treasure hunting in this sea area for a long time, so it was normal to find some ruins.

He glanced at it casually, and the most commonly used things were in the most conspicuous position.

Coincidentally, Suren saw a scroll sealed with golden runes.

[Space Turbulence Scroll]

Details: A forbidden spell scroll drawn by divine power, sealing a ninth-tier sub-divine space magic; after release, it interferes with the space within the range, causing the target of space displacement within the range to fall into space turbulence.

"As expected, he prepared a means to deal with space displacement..."

Suren looked at the information he identified and pouted slightly.

This scroll was indeed very poisonous. It could be said that even ninth-tier professionals would likely fall into space turbulence. Teleportation was equivalent to suicide. However, Suren didn't feel much threat when he looked at it.

The law level of this scroll-sealed magic was much lower than that of the God King's artifact [Ouroboros Time-Space Ring]. Even if he was ambushed, it wouldn't be a big problem.

However, Suren also felt that it was good to fight a risky battle.

If the teleportation was not controlled by the scroll, then the enemy would immediately guess that he might have a divine treasure in his hand.

That kind of situation was infinitely dangerous.

Suren was very interested in the soul fire secret technique of the red-robed archmage, so he took a look at it in that pile of books.

With this one look, he directly saw a magic box in the most conspicuous position.

He opened it and saw that it was actually a golden page overflowing with death energy.

Suren looked a little familiar, identified it, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Hahaha... It really exists!"

[Imitation of the Sayings Fragment Scroll of a Great Man]

Details: A necromantic god deciphered part of the mythical item "Sayings of a Great Man" and created this imitation. It recorded a forbidden technique called 'Death Fire'; this is a special secret method that goes directly to the divine level and can condense divine fire; it cannot be learned and mastered without a super-level talent.

Sure enough.

This was the soul secret technique, called [Death Fire], a secret method similar to condensing divine fire.

It could condense divine fire and reach the divine level!

Suren was overjoyed. He felt that his soul was too strong now, but it was very scattered and lacked a secret method to condense it.

This [Death Fire] came just in time.

Judging from the strange ability he showed during the battle before, burning the enemy's soul in close combat, controlling the undead remotely, and even escaping in the end, it was most likely used this secret technique.

With the harvest of this divine-level secret technique, Suren felt great. However, he was even more curious. This golden scroll... wasn't it an imitation of the one in his hand?

Back in Lington, when he killed the gravedigger "Curator", he found a golden page in the horror wax museum.

But the grade of that golden scroll was too high, and Suren's current realm could not translate it at all. Now it was just placed in the small void world to eat dust and be used as a source of undead energy to feed the crow.

But now, the source of the [Death Fire] secret technique was actually a copy of the golden scroll in his hand?

"Hehe, this is such a coincidence."

Suren's expectation for the golden scroll in his hand became even stronger. The alchemy plane really had many high-level treasures.

However, because the things were too high-level, they could only eat dust before. Fortunately, now there was a degraded version, and there was also a breakthrough that mortals could learn.

He vaguely felt that this [Death Fire] secret method might play a greater role in his hands in the future.

"However... It seems very difficult to learn and comprehend it myself." Suren looked at the words on it and suddenly frowned.

Even with his current high comprehension, those mysterious law descriptions seemed very difficult.

High comprehension did not mean that his learning ability in all aspects was strong. Talent in a certain aspect was innate.

Just like that red-robed archmage, that guy's death system talent was definitely one in a billion.

"If I could harvest that guy's soul..."

At this time, Suren suddenly felt that it was a pity that the enemy's soul had run away.

Scanning this secret technique, he knew that if he really wanted to start learning from scratch, he would never reach the level of the red-robed mage without twenty or thirty years of hard work.

At this time, a strange thought suddenly popped into Suren's head: "That guy should come back for revenge, right..."

For the first time, he was looking forward to the enemy coming to his door.

Now that the teleportation array had been destroyed, it was impossible for the people of the heavenly god plane to leave the Dragon Kingdom sea area in a short time.

That guy only had his soul left, so he wouldn't dare to run around in this dangerous sea area. He would most likely find his comrades to join him. Therefore, the Dawn Mercenary group had a high probability of encountering him.

Moreover, Suren looked at the cloud of death in the sky and thought, "Tsk tsk, he abandoned all his belongings. That guy will definitely come back for it, right..."

All his equipment was dropped, and he didn't even have a body.

As long as there was any chance, he would definitely find a way to get it back.

But now that his body and equipment were all "dropped", and his methods were also well known, the threat of that guy would be almost negligible next time they met.

There were too many things in the storage ring, and it was impossible to count them all at once.

Suren threw them all into the small void world. There were special appraisers in the group to handle these spoils.

He turned his attention to the dark cloud in the sky. This was the space for releasing those monsters.

This was a space fragment.

If the treasures in the storage ring were still priced, then this space fragment was priceless.

[A Fragment of the Plane]

Details: An area of 25 square kilometers. This was once a fragment of the plane left after the collapse of a necromantic plane; it retains part of the main plane's rule power and some high-level necromantic laws, so this plane fragment has a strong necromantic aura, which is suitable for nourishing necromantic creatures; it can be integrated into the small void world;

Suren had another surprise.

This was not an ordinary space fragment, but a necromantic plane fragment containing the rule power of the main plane.

He didn't know how much "inventory" there was inside.

These things were useless to others, but Suren, who was a half-death warlock colleague, could use them.

However, if this plane was casually refined into a magic guide by a special secret technique, and the owner did not die, this space would still belong to the original owner.

As a result, it floated in the sky like a dark cloud, motionless.

If it were someone else, they really couldn't take this thing away.

Because no matter how strong the power was, it was impossible to take away a plane fragment.

But Suren was different.

The [Ouroboros Time-Space Ring] could help him integrate all plane fragments.

Without thinking, Suren directly began to integrate.

With a warlock's seal, a vortex that absorbed light appeared in his palm.

As the vortex grew larger and larger, the dark cloud in the sky was gradually sucked into it.

……

At the same time, a certain skeleton on a deserted island hundreds of miles away sensed something and cursed inwardly: "Damn it, how could those natives take away my necromantic space!"

Originally, he wanted to wait for a while, and after those people left when they could do nothing about the plane fragment, he would go back again.

As long as the undead Scourge was still there, the treasures would come back sooner or later.

But he didn't expect that he had just left, and the magic mark he left on the necromantic space had disappeared?!