That's a fake elf

dragon's top

"Funny little guy."

A dark elf with bluish skin, silver hair and red eyes, wrapped in a holy cloth, sat on a huge shadow dragon with a smile.

In this lair, there were actually a large number of dragon bones. Judging from the size and shape, they were almost the same as the shadow dragon beneath her.

Dozens of top necromancers were staring at the dark elf nervously, as if they were worried that she would kill her.

But the nervousness of the undead wizards failed to attract her attention at all, as if in her eyes, these undead wizards were like chickens and dogs.

Her eyes were deep, as if she had passed through a lot of fog, and she was staring intently at Li Ang who was killing the bone dragon.

"Christina, what do you want to do?"

A lich wearing a black robe and a haggard face, looking like a corpse, walked out of the necromancer and asked coldly.

The surrounding necromancers breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him coming forward. This was the lich Sandro, who was also a member of the Mage Alliance Council of Twelve with Christina.

Once he spoke, they wouldn't have to bear the terrible pressure on each other.

"How dare you, Sandro, how dare you speak to Lady Christina in such a tone!"

A plump female vampire with dark wavy curls stood at the foot of the shadow dragon and roared at the lich.

"You are the one who is presumptuous. I am one of the twelve members of the Council of Mages Alliance. How can you, a lowly vampire count, blame me?"

Sandro stretched out his hand and a [rocky stab] instantly pierced the female vampire count into a sieve.

Although the vampire did not die, the blow left her seriously injured.

"Shandru, Widnina is still my subordinate no matter what. If you hurt her in front of me, do you not take me seriously?"

Christina lowered her head, her eyes unwavering, but Sandro's long-dead body felt a long-lost chill.

No, this chill does not come from the body, but from the soul.

"Things are different now. I am now a member of the Council of Twelve, and my status is equal to yours. Christina, I am just disciplining your subordinates on your behalf."

Sandro looked at Christina and said, neither humble nor arrogant:

"If a little vampire count can also accuse the twelve noble members, the system of the Mage Alliance will be in chaos."

"A joke? Are you talking to me about the system?"

A strange smile appeared on Christina's face:

"Have you forgotten how you got your position?"

"Without me, you are just an insignificant half-elf. You cannot even become a dark mage, let alone a lich."

"Now that I have just become a member of the Twelve Council, you dare to resist me."

"Don't forget, I gave you the power and knowledge to take revenge back then. I can give it to you, and of course I can take it back."

"What do you want to do?"

Sandro was shocked when he saw the Shadow Dragon under Christina suddenly starting to accumulate power. Just as he was about to use [Teleportation], he found that the space had become sticky.

Dozens of tentacles filled with mucus stretched out from the space at some point and controlled him in place.

A black dragon's breath swept across his position, and the legendary lich, who was close to the god level, was instantly reduced to ashes, leaving only a shining golden staff.

"A chess piece that is out of control has no value in my opinion."

Christina stretched out her palm, grabbed the fragment of Sandro's soul that wanted to escape, and crushed it at once.

The black soul light fell on Vidnina's body, causing her injuries to recover instantly, and her strength to skyrocket. She suddenly reached the level of a duke, and was infinitely close to the prince.

This scene silenced all the undead wizards present.

Although they all have some guesses about the strength of Lady Christina, they think she should be a top legendary powerhouse.

But now it seems that this is not the case at all.

Being able to instantly kill Sandro, a near-god lich, and even capture his soul and turn it into pure soul power to reward vampires. This is simply the ability of gods.

"Thank you, Lady Christina, for the reward." Enhanced by the powerful soul power, Widnina knelt down on the ground in ecstasy.

"You scumbags, how dare you betray me just because of the little benefit Sandro gave you?"

"......"

These undead wizards who can make a big deal out of the world dare to raise their heads after feeling the overwhelming pressure from Christina. They can only crawl on the ground like humble insects, begging for forgiveness.

Looking at these weak necromancers, Christina felt bored and could only ask her subordinates:

"Vidnina, how is my Shadow Dragon Factory doing now?"

"Lady Christina, we have used Favna to create a large number of shadow dragons, but..." Vidnina glanced at the necromancers and hesitated.

"Say." Christina looked at Vidnina's appearance and then at the shadow dragon corpse on the Dragon's Peak. She didn't know that these necromancers were causing trouble again.

"In order to create bone dragons, Sandro used his identity as the Twelve Councilors to recruit these mages and kill most of the matured adult shadow dragons in the years since you left Dragon Mist Island."

Widnina smiled bitterly.

"Damn Sandro, you dare to poach me." Christina laughed angrily, wishing to find Sandro's lich phylactery and have it destroyed immediately.

She conquered Dragon Mist Island in order to use the blood of Favna, the demigod sea dragon, to create an army of shadow dragons and create more chaos on the mainland.

The Shadow Dragon, which she had worked so hard to create for more than ten years, was ruined by the lich Sandro. One can imagine the anger in her heart.

"Where are the shadow dragon eggs? Don't tell me, they are all gone?" Christina glanced at the many necromancers with cold eyes and said coldly.

"Lady Christina, these mages have taken refuge in Sandru and have sold most of the inferior shadow dragon eggs stored in the factory to the sea elves of Atlantis in exchange for materials for practicing undead magic."

Widnina pointed at the necromancers with an angry look and cursed.

"Haha, no wonder there are so many resentful spirits on the island. It turns out it's all your fault." Christina smiled, a smile that made people's hair stand on end.

When the necromancers saw this, they didn't know that she was murderous, and they immediately fled in all directions.

But no matter how fast they are, how can they be faster than Christina's spatial confinement and the dark dragon's breath of the shadow dragon?

After the torrent of black energy, no trace of the necromancer remained.

"Lady Christina, are we going to kill all the remaining traitors in the Shadow Dragon Factory?"

Widnina looked at the shadow dragon flying freely outside the Dragon's Summit, with an excited expression on her face.

"No, you go to the hatching warehouse, send all the remaining shadow dragon eggs to Shadow City through the teleportation array, and then wait for my notification!"

Christina jumped off the Shadow Dragon, her body shrouded in gray mist.

"What about Favna from the Shadow Dragon Factory?" Widnina asked anxiously.

"For more than ten years, she has laid hundreds of shadow dragon eggs, which have drained the power of her bloodline. Her lifespan is approaching and she no longer has much use value."

The gray fog dissipated, and Christina turned into a beautiful human beauty with white skin, silver hair and red eyes, covering her face with a fan.

"Then kill her and take away the body? That is extremely precious material and can be used to make many treasures."

Widnina asked in a low voice.

"No, I want to keep it for fishing and find Sandro and kill him. After all, it is the body and soul of a demigod, and it is of great value."

Christina raised the golden staff on the ground and sneered.

"This guy Sandro has been hiding from me for so many years, and now he suddenly jumps out and dares to steal from me. I want him to die until not even a scum is left!"

"Yes, at your command."

. . . . . . . . . . .

In the Tomb of the Heroes of Longwu Island, an inconspicuous small tomb suddenly bulged out and a bone claw stretched out.

Soon, a naked skeleton with a body as white as jade crawled out of the grave.

"Damn Christina, how dare you humiliate me like this, I won't let it go." Sandro's bones trembled and he roared.

Losing part of his soul caused his magic and spiritual power to decline significantly.

If he hadn't secretly killed many adult shadow dragons over the years and accumulated a lot of dragon souls to forcefully stabilize his level, he would have fallen below level 90 by now.

"Isn't that damn woman teaching the twin sisters in the City of Shadows? Why did she suddenly return to Longwu Island? And she took action. Why didn't any news come from the parliament? Could it be that those damn congressmen turned back? Water?"

When Sandru thought that those guys in the council might destroy him through Christina's hands, and then take over his power and undead army, he became even more eager to be promoted to demigod.

"There is a dragon crystal bomb deep in the Shadow Dragon Factory. I fumbled for several years before I barely found a breakthrough. Damn it, it's only one step away."

"Is there any way to steal Fafna?"

Sandro sat on the tombstone and thought hard.

"By the way, using those outsiders, as long as they cause chaos on the island and lure away the [Storm Titan] in the factory, I can take the opportunity to get Favna away."

The soul fire in Sandro's skull was strong, and he whispered to himself:

"Although Favna's bloodline power has been almost drained and her lifespan is short, her body and dragon soul are still at the semi-god level."

"As long as I absorb its soul and then occupy its body, I can advance to a demigod-level Dracolich."

"But Christina herself is a problem. This time I have to be fully prepared. It seems it's time to bring that thing."

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on the sea

Li Ang, who had killed fourteen bone dragons, felt his chest rise and fall slightly, and drops of cold sweat flowed down his cheeks.

These bone dragons are really difficult to deal with, not because of their strength, but because of the [curse of aging] on them.

He was just touched by the dragon's tooth, and was immediately given an [aging] BUFF.

The maximum health limit suddenly dropped by 50%.

Although this curse is not impossible to remove, he is the only one on the ship who has this ability.

And he can't change back to the elf form now, otherwise the remaining 30 or so bone dragons can immediately pounce on the "Queen Anne's Revenge".

"It's strange, it's been so long, why hasn't it healed yet?" Li Ang murmured to himself.