Silver Dragon: From Shell to God

"Damn it!"

Looking at the terrible hurricane that was gradually getting bigger, it was like a black hole swallowing up the surrounding sand, trees and everything in existence.

Palai couldn't help but complain.

Faced with such terrible suction, he could not help but gradually approach the hurricane while floating in the sky.

What's worse is that the space spell controlled by Palai himself could not be cast for a short period of time because the power of the Nine-Ring Spell forcibly interrupted the elemental balance of the surrounding environment!

"No, this is the only way."

Palai's face darkened and he chanted an ancient and quick short spell.

Without any more resistance, all the magic power in the body moved to a certain place, and the flying spell suddenly stopped.

Palai was like an ordinary rag doll, being swept into the hurricane.

"Arden!"

One minute later.

With its wings spread, the furious silver dragon Sasde officially descended into the forest.

Looking at Arden, who was well protected from the storm in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief and then waved his claws.

The terrible hurricane disappeared automatically without a trace.

"Hoo, Great Elder."

When Arden saw Sasde, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted obediently.

The danger was finally over.

"what happened?"

Sassed observed Arden carefully, and after confirming that he was not injured anywhere, he returned to his previous state as a wise old man.

"Is such that."

Arden described the specific situation in detail.

"Humph, these damned bastards. We really gave them face. No matter who is behind this, if they dare to touch a member of our Silver Dragon clan, they will definitely pay the price."

Sasde said angrily.

At this moment, he seemed to sense something and a strange smile appeared on his face.

10 miles away.

A dead tree that looks strange and rugged, and stands out from the healthy and thriving trees around it.

Under the roots of the tree, there was a skeleton buried in the soil, and two bright soul fires appeared in its eyes.

Through the forbidden technique that he mastered, Palai consumed all his life before being sucked into the storm, transformed himself into a ghost, and transferred his soul to this bone.

"I've suffered a huge loss. All my assets have been wiped out. The bones left by this monster can only guarantee that my soul fire can last for three days at most. I need a soul."

The consciousness of Palai's remnant soul consumed its last bit of mental energy to check the surroundings, and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no enemies chasing them.

Then he said in a very resentful tone.

There is a huge difference between ordinary undead and liches.

As a wizard who has transformed into the dead, he is at best at the level of a corpse wizard after the transformation. Not only has his strength dropped by one level, but it will take a very long time to reach a higher level.

And the time required to become a lich is at least twice as long as before.

All the magic accumulated over the past hundred years has disappeared. This can no longer be described as a loss.

"That must be the protection spell that the only ancient silver dragon in the Silver Dragon Cliff left for the young dragon. Damn it, I should have thought of it earlier."

Palai said this with a tone of resentment and regret.

"One day, I will take revenge. From now on, every silver dragon I see will be transformed into a dead dragon!"

Just as he swore and began to gather his spirits, ready to wait for the arrival of the blind monster.

"I'm afraid you won't have this opportunity."

The cold voice of Sasde reached his soul.

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Silver Dragon Cliff.

In the core cave.

The four silver dragons, Sasde, Chris, Lina and Arden, were all among them.

The four dragons stared at the skull in Sasde's claws, which was only about the size of a human head.

"Soul Searching Technique!"

Sasde has lived for a thousand years and has never seen anything like it, except for a large number of high-level applied spells and various ancient and even lost secret techniques.

He has mastered some of the more insidious and even evil technologies.

Any of these moves, if exposed, would be enough to attract the outside world's believers of the God of Light to attack.

That is to say, since Sasde is a member of the good dragon clan, he can also make the strong people of other races who are also lawful and good turn a blind eye.

He used brutal means to extract all the important information he knew from the soul of the necromancer.

Sasde fell into deep thought.

"Oh! It's such a headache. I didn't expect the secret behind it to be so big."

Hearing his words, Arden Sanlong suddenly became nervous.

The one in front of them is the ancient dragon.

He is an overlord who can dominate the entire Noah continent and has the absolute strength to challenge a principality or even a kingdom alone!

What on earth could cause such a headache to even an ancient silver dragon?

As Sassed expressed the memories in Palai's mind in his own way.

Arden Sanlong's scalp suddenly went numb, and his expression became not much different from Sassde's.

This matter is really a big deal!

An undead wizard who sneaked into the Silver Dragon Forest (all the territories within a ten-mile radius of the Silver Dragon Cliff are called the Silver Dragon Forest by all intelligent races around, including the elves).

There are 19 of them in total. The weakest one is at level 11 like Palai, and the powerful one has even reached master level.

A dozen or so necromancers were the first to be investigated. Many of them were killed by the surrounding Sasde with one claw, and then many more were killed by the adult silver dragons and their followers who came on patrol.

He only had low talent, but was extremely timid by nature, and he survived by luck by living in fear.

Of course, now they are all wiped out.

There is indeed a huge force supporting this group of necromancers.

The Mystic Society of the Undead, like the Blood Robe Magicians and the Society of Intelligence, are all mysterious organizations that specialize in magic.

Their influence is spread throughout the southwest region of Noah's continent.

Like the Forest of Elves, it is well-known in the entire southwestern region of Noah's continent.

Behind these three forces, there is a legendary wizard who has been famous for a long time and is notorious for his evil deeds.

To be precise, the magicians of these three forces were all recruited by this legendary wizard, or they spontaneously worshipped and became his followers before forming these three organizations.

Thousands of years ago, a high-level legendary wizard caused a terrible natural disaster across the entire Noah continent.

Wizard Count Doron.

An old antique who has lived for a thousand years and is proficient in necromancy, darkness, soul summoning demonology, and all kinds of mysticism.

Thousands of years ago, this old competitive wizard who sought a step closer to immortality was already a legend.

And now he has extended his claws into Noah's continent again!

In the great disaster a thousand years ago, the Elf Forest suffered heavy losses, which is why they have degenerated from the original Elf Kingdom to its current state.

It can be said that the war thousands of years ago laid the foundation for the subsequent outcome.