From Skeleton Soldiers to King of the Undead - Chapter 215

c212 The gates of hell open

“Ho!”

A rotten corpse covered in black mist roared and walked out of the summoning circle. The strong aura of death was no weaker than that of the three-headed bone dragon.

“To my surprise, Lich, you actually summoned an undead soul that is far stronger than myself!” The Bone Dragon was very surprised. “But it’s just a rotten corpse without intelligence. I only need two or three times to…”

Before it finished speaking,

“Hoo…” “Roar!!” “Hiss…”

The second head, the third head, the fourth head… dozens of rotting corpses came out of the summoning circle.

“Holy light!”

The fat mage beside him suddenly found it hard to breathe, and sat down on the ground with a sad face.

“What…” Philip held Dio’s hand, with an incredible expression on his face, his eyes widened, and his open mouth could stuff an egg.

“Woooo…”

Fifty rotten corpses appeared in the trial hall, their bodies shaking unconsciously, roaring from their mouths, and their blood-red eyes staring at the three-headed bone dragon in front of them.

The powerful power of the undead formed a substantial black energy, which converged into a violent death storm in the void, instantly defeating the aura emitted by the bone dragon itself.

“This…this is impossible!”

Bone Dragon Phoenix made an incredible sound and backed away little by little.

As a member of the ancient dragon clan during its lifetime, it was extremely powerful and possessed extremely high intelligence and magical abilities, so it was not as polite to the lich as the skeleton.

If there were five, six, or seven or eight rotting corpses, it would still be confident that it could easily defeat it. However, with fifty rotting corpses staring at it, it felt as if it would be torn apart by them in the next second.

“Pass… pass!” it said hurriedly: “Lich, I declare that you have successfully passed this level, and there is no need to fight with me!”

“Thank you, ancient dragon…” The skeleton mage waved his hand, and all the corpses gradually became quiet, and their auras also restrained.

The power to command monsters comes from the lord Roja, which is only related to identity and has nothing to do with strength. It can easily command undead and monsters that are stronger than itself.

After the corpses were quiet, the three-headed dragon seemed to have calmed down, and said in a deep voice: “I’m curious, Lich, how did you do it?”

“Unfortunately, I have no answer.” The skeleton mage said.

“…Okay, then, here’s the reward for passing.”

The giant dragon stretched out its big white claws and drew it in front of it, opening a space pocket, and a golden treasure box fell out.

“With the strength of these undead, you don’t need to go through the next few trials. You can go directly to the inheritance place.”

The Lich waved his hand and took the treasure box over. After opening it, he found a skull ring, a silver bracelet and a black orb necklace inside.

These are all magic props, but we don’t know what their power and functions are. We need to explore and test them to know their specific uses.

It put away the treasure box and the three pieces of jewelry, and then seemed to remember something. It turned to the young man beside it and said, “I’ll put these rewards away first, okay?”

“……No comment.”

Philip felt that the lich was just showing off, and it didn’t really matter if he had any opinions.

Of course, these rewards were not obtained by him in the first place, and he would not feel dissatisfied because of them.

“God, it’s so scary…” Dio gasped, holding his chest, and then stood up, looking at the rotting corpses with some horror.

“Are these your dead souls?” He asked Philip in a low voice: “What is your identity?”

“It’s not my summon.” Philip shook his head, “I’m just a student of Holy Dawn College…”

“But it will ask for your opinion.” Dio pursed his lips, indicating that he was talking about the lich, “You still say that you are an ordinary adventurer?”

“Okay, it’s time for you to hit the road, challengers…”

The three-headed bone dragon said: “You will go to the last inheritance place of the King of Hell, where the treasure he left behind – the water of the Styx!

“For necromancers and undead, the water of the Styx can transform the body and spirit, improve qualifications and strength, and pave the way to legend!

“Although there is some danger there, with your strength, it shouldn’t be too difficult. So, let’s set off to hell now…”

“Rumble…”

The wall on one side of the hall parted, revealing a stone door at the back.

The stone door opened, and there was another stone door behind it… At the end of each door, there was a void hole with black whirlpools surging.

“Hoo——!” There were gusts of strong wind blowing from there, bringing a strong breath of coldness and death.

“The legendary hell… let’s go.” The Lich floated forward without hesitation.

hell?

Philip did not move immediately.

Although his spells often recite the honorable name of the “Lord of Hell”, he is still unfamiliar and somewhat afraid of that place where the dead end up.

Also hesitating with him was the fat mage beside him.

“Holy Light…” Dio’s face was a little pale, and he forced a smile, and said to the young man tremblingly: “Are we going in too?”

Philip was about to speak,

“Snapped.”

Two smooth tentacles were placed on his shoulders and Dio’s shoulders.

“Zizzi, zizi…” They instantly felt numb and numb, as if they had been shocked by electricity.

The two of them looked back and saw a bald rotten corpse wearing a black robe and not resembling a human face, stretching out tentacles from its sleeves to push them.

Phillip also reluctantly showed a smile to Dio, “…let’s go.”

…

Passing through the space door leading to hell, the group came to a black plain.

“The power of the undead…” Philip took a deep breath, “So much power of the undead! More than the Undead Mountains.”

It’s like a dark night here, surrounded by endless black land. A blood-colored moon hangs in the sky, faintly showing a corner among the thick clouds.

Under their feet was a narrow path with some footprints on it, leading nowhere.

The space channel behind them closed and disappeared after they entered.

The Lich said: “Don’t worry, I can reopen the portal and go back at any time.”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” a wailing voice came from the distance.

Phillip turned his head and looked, but couldn’t see anything.

“Just some ghosts wandering around hell.”

The Lich stretched out a hand, and fire flashed in the distance, and the wailing sound suddenly disappeared.

So awesome… Phillip secretly admired the Skeleton Mage’s spell abilities.

Suddenly, the Lich stopped and all the rotting corpses also stopped.

What’s wrong? Philip was a little confused.

The Lich bowed slightly to the front, and even all the rotting corpses followed its movements and knelt down on one knee, lowering their heads.

It’s like welcoming the arrival of a certain being.

“Is this hell?”

A few seconds later, the portal opened in front, and a figure wearing dark armor walked out of it…