I, Lich, Can Raise a Dragon [Western Fantasy] - Chapter 21

“Since you are here, die here today!” In the darkness, Nonie’s eyes were completely crazy.

He was the one who was delaying time. By offering sacrifices to all his undead creatures, he planted the realm of death in the entire main hall, an undead curse that cannot escape the realm unless the subject dies.

“It’s so affectionate and righteous that you even moved all your companions out.” Nonie sneered: “Unfortunately you didn’t escape.”

“How about being strong, isn’t it going to die in my hands?”

“What do you think you are, a hero who saves the world?”

Sang Ni sighed silently, feeling that this bad old man was not just a general noise.

“As expected, they are all cardinals, even the last killer is the same.” She said almost sympathetically: “Unfortunately, Lehmand has already used me once.”

She took off the necklace she used to hide the breath of death. In the darkness, the ghostly green soul fire that lit up in her eyes was particularly conspicuous.

“Re-introduction.” She took the staff and shone on Nonie’s horrified face as accurately as a flashlight: “I am Sannyis, an undead creature, a racial lich.”

“Although you really want to kill me… but I’m sorry, I’m already dead.”

“I’m curious, how do you plan to kill a dead person with the realm of death?”

She spoke slowly, watching Nonie’s orange-skinned face finally rose to a dry orange-skin color.

You…” Nonie didn’t know what to say, he almost felt ridiculous, but he couldn’t refute any of Sanny’s words. He had studied undead magic for many years, and no one knew better than him what the existence of a lich was.

Only the most proficient wizard in undead spells can be transformed into a lich. Even in the Dark Vatican, the last time a lich appeared was two hundred years ago.

That is the undead king of the undead, the incarnation of the **** of death, the most evil and terrifying creature in the entire continent.

“I finally know why Lehmand valued you so much.” Nonie broke away from the huge shock and calmed down: “He was right. You are a talent in undead magic. You are a rare wizard in a thousand years. “

This is not nonsense. Lehmand really values ​​her. There is no vice-bishop in the entire second main hall. As a cardinal’s disciple, she is basically under one person.

Having said that, there is no other living person in the second main hall…

“I really appreciate the importance of killing my whole family.” Sang Ni couldn’t help but sarcastically.

However, Nonie’s temper suddenly became very good: “No, you don’t understand.” He shook his head vicissitudes of life and sighed: “The Dark Church hasn’t seen a genius like this in a long time, and many high-level undead magic has almost lost the inheritance. “

Sang Ni: “…Sorrow and change.” Isn’t it the best that this kind of evil spell is lost early? Why does your tone sound like some precious intangible cultural heritage? Don’t think that you can rely on the old to sell the old!

“Why do you have such a deep prejudice against the Dark Vatican? This is the place where you have been trained!” His tone was heartbroken.

I swear by my three views that this is not prejudice! Sang Ni roared inwardly. Sorry, I really failed your expectations!

Nonie said in tears: “Sannyis, come back, don’t continue to be misled by the filth outside, the dark Holy See is correct! We will rebuild a better world one day!”

Sang Ni… Sang Ni was messy in the wind.

She still underestimated the morals of the Dark Church.

After she destroyed a main hall and several branch halls, she would actually persuade her to abandon the bright and cast the dark. What a clear organization that does not consider the grievances and grievances of the past!

She couldn’t listen to whether the old man was acting or sincerely.

“You are right.” She said, walking to Nonieu.

He smiled with joy: “Sanny Yisi, you finally—”

The black vine climbed up to the corner of his robe quietly, and the place where the vine climbed gave off a rotten smell.

“But, it has nothing to do with me.” She added the second half.

She has never regarded herself as a member of the Dark Church. In her opinion, their so-called ideals are cruel and ridiculous.

A group of people living in darkness, secretly hating all the light and beauty, what right do they have to decide the survival of others?

Sang Ni thinks she is not kind, but she will not regard innocent lives as a bargaining chip for exchange, or use it to achieve an unattainable purpose.

“I know you won’t repent.” Sang Ni looked at him indifferently: “I don’t expect you to understand my thoughts. Since you can’t change it, you can only ask you to die.”

Nonie knew that he was being deceived, and he screamed angrily: “Sannyis! Think about it! You are already a Lich. On this continent, there is no place for you except the Dark Vatican!”

“The sky is big and there is always a place to go. It’s more comfortable than in the gutter.” She watched Kageto crawling all over Noniere’s body, absorbing him as nutrients. The body quickly carbonized and collapsed, turning into black dust and falling to the ground. , And then a few small white flowers bloomed on the vine.

Sang Ni picked a flower and sniffed it, but unfortunately couldn’t smell any.

“It’s a pity,” she said softly, pinning the small flower on the staff and putting on the necklace that concealed her breath again.

The staff flicked in the air, and the realm of death cracked in front of her.

The light outside was a bit dazzling, but she couldn’t help walking towards the light source, like moths fighting a fire.

Even if she died, she didn’t want to sleep in the dark forever, which is probably why she became a lich.

“Sorry, I worried you.” She smiled lightly and faced the people waiting at the door.

Long watched her silently.

Sang Ni kindly apologized: “I didn’t mean to throw you out, but the situation is urgent. I’m not sure what role that area has.”

In the end, the facts proved that she was really right. Once the realm was turned on, the living creature could not escape. If she hadn’t pushed the dragon away, there would be a dead dragon in front of her.

But Long became even more angry after hearing her explanation: “Then you just threw me out like this?”

He didn’t expect that in hundreds of years, the first existence he wanted to protect would tell him time and time again that she didn’t need it.

When Sang Ni disappeared in the domain, he felt the fear of losing something for the first time.

Saros keenly sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and pulled Erivier and slipped away: “I’ll go and see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net.”

Sang Ni didn’t notice his departure at all. Now she was all thinking about coaxing the dragon: “I don’t want to see you hurt in front of my eyes again.” She regretted her EQ arrears for the first time: “And, this is me. My business, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Long felt that he had never been so frustrated.

Forget the past, when he was seriously injured, when he lost his position, he never cared about power and wealth.

He wanted to say, I’m so useless that I need you to protect it?

But he didn’t say it. He was not stupid. He also felt how dangerous the field was just now. He was actually not angry with Sang Ni, but with himself.

But even if it was dangerous, he could obviously bear with her, he thought she had already made a choice.

For the first time Long Sheng, he realized that he was not strong enough, at least not to the point where he didn’t need Sang Ni to face this personally.

“I’m not angry with you.” Long looked down at her: “I just don’t want to watch you solve everything alone.”

Sang Ni said helplessly: “I might… just get used to it.”

Since she came to this world, except for the first two years of living in a peaceful country with her adoptive parents, she has been struggling alone in the dark Vatican since then. Even with Erivier, she also exists as a protector.

Because she is not eligible to seek asylum.

“I’m used to solving my own affairs by myself.” She was a little afraid to look at Long’s eyes: “I’m sorry, but I can’t promise you this.”

Sweet words, she can say without money, gentleness is not a problem as long as she is in a good mood, but she may…can’t change some principles.

Thinking about it this way, she actually didn’t have anything special about the dragon.

So what is her heartbeat at that moment?

You are dead, she said to herself. Why are still expecting the temperature of being alive.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have let you participate in these.” She finally said: “I’m such a person…” I couldn’t change it.

She didn’t even know what she was thinking at the time, so she was upset when she saw it? Momentary obstacle? Need to be trusted? Or even just want to **** off the elves?

Sang Ni felt that he was a strange scum for a while.

“Yes, you didn’t need me from the beginning.” Long Shili said.

“…I’m sorry.” Sang Ni felt guilty, but she couldn’t say anything other than an apology.

“Are you leaving?” she asked.

Well, even now, she still hopes something.

“I want to go back to the Dragon Empire and deal with some things about my past.” Long finally said.

Sang Ni felt that his temperature was finally the same as this snowfield, and the slight warmth before was really an illusion.

“Oh, do you remember the past?” she asked dryly.

The dragon nodded: “The elf priest knew me before, and I basically knew after talking to her.”

It turned out that the dragon could leave at that time.

Sang Ni felt that he was not only scum, but also threw it away.

Originally a good dragon, did he come here to experience the polar climate with her?

“Then you go well.” She could only say so.

Fortunately, there are no tears to shed now, otherwise it would be too stupid. She thought.

After ten seconds, Long did not answer.

Sang Ni thought for a while, then added awkwardly: “Uh, goodbye.”

No, I hope you won’t meet me like this in the future.

She said silently in her heart.

“I will come to see you again.” Long said.

Sang Ni lowered his head and missed the potential of his eyes.

The dragon was originally a creature that would never look back after he recognized something. He did leave temporarily, but when he came back…

At that time, you can’t leave me anymore.

He thought, taking out a small scale and stuffing it into her hand: “Take this with you, I will know if you are in danger-even if you might not let me help.”

Sang Ni squeezed the scales blankly, not knowing what to say.

Seeing her silence, Long didn’t explain again, he took a few steps back and turned into a huge prototype: “Goodbye.”

After speaking, he fluttered his wings and rushed to the sky, and soon disappeared in the howling wind and snow.

No, no, no. Sang Ni watched him leave with a complicated expression on his face, feeling that the scales in his hand were extremely hot.

When she was in a daze, Sarros and Erivier, who were watching not far away, came over.

Saros watched the dragon fly away, and then looked at Sang Ni’s expression, and couldn’t bear to comfort her: “Where there is no grass in the end of the world, why stare at a dragon.”

“…This is not the point.” Sang Ni rushed to Ellie Weier and stretched out his hands to show her the dragon scales: “Ellie, please tell me, this is not Ni Lin or something!”

“No.” Elveille said with a glance.

“That’s good.” Sang Ni breathed a sigh of relief.

She had a good impression of Long before, but she felt that Long regarded her as a friend, but before she left, she gave her a scale… She immediately squatted in her heart.

She heard that dragons usually give Ni Lin to the person she likes… She doesn’t really want to become an emotional liar! Still take advantage of the good impression of the dragon when he lost his memory! Thinking about it this way, I should be thundered!

“Fortunately, I think too much.” Sang Ni put the dragon scales into the storage ring: “Otherwise, how scumbag I am.”

Eri Weier thought for a while, but still didn’t tell Sang Ni, even if it wasn’t for Nilin, Long was willing to give her his scales, but that was exactly what it meant.

I hope Sang Ni can figure it out for himself.

“Oh, I didn’t expect my first love to fly like this.” Sang Ni patted Saxophone on the shoulder with a sad look: “I can have a good drink tonight.”

“It’s okay, brother will accompany you to drink to ease your sorrows today.” Sarros took her back with a carefree gesture: “Even if you are not drunk, you still have to have a sense of ritual of being broken in love.”

“That’s right, I’m going to get two onions to try if I can cry.” Sang Ni said seriously.

Elviere: “…” No, she is afraid she can’t figure it out.

Some humans deserve to be alone.

The author has something to say:

Noniell: I have a heart for talent.

Sang Ni: Pooh! You bad old man is so bad!

Sachs: It’s okay, isn’t it just a broken love?

Sang Ni: That’s right, isn’t it just a broken love?

Elevier: Nearly scum, scum, smells similar

It’s impossible to break up. It’s all about the plot.

Sang Ni: MDZZ, isn’t it just for labor and management to make a copy separately?