Chapter 308: Chapter 242: As a Necromancer, Carrying Some Holy Light Scrolls is Reasonable, Right?_2

Zi Liyuan nodded his head, then a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a burst of Holy Light suddenly exploded from his body, sweeping in all directions!

Knowing that he was entering the Necro Realm, he naturally prepared all sorts of supportive measures, including items and scrolls that could be used against the undead.

He, a Necromancer, carried a few Holy Light Scrolls with him, which seemed quite reasonable, didn’t it?

The immense power of Holy Light transformed into sacred illumination that, in an instant, bathed the earth, making the interior of the dilapidated temple as bright as daylight.

The dense power of death that had originally filled the temple was ignited by the Holy Light in a moment and then burnt away to nothing.

Within the entire temple, which had been ghastly and terrifying, at this moment turned extraordinarily sacred with brilliant radiance.

“Ah~!”

A tragic scream abruptly erupted as a shadow fell through a hole in the ceiling.

With a “thud,” it crashed to the ground and then instantly turned into countless bats that flapped around trying to scatter in all directions.

Unfortunately, three enormous Holy Light Nets formed in an instant, covering all of the bats within.

“Ah~!!!”

Another piercing scream; any bat that touched the Holy Light Net showed signs of burning, and a stench of seared flesh spread throughout the temple.

The three Hydra Monsters, with mockery shining in their cold serpent eyes, had conjured the Holy Light Nets in a flash.

“A Fourth Order Level 100 Lord Boss of the Blood Race, actually possessing a skill to hide in the shadows, no wonder I felt like something was spying on me this whole time.”

The multitude of Undead Bosses summoned by Zi Liyuan likewise suffered the scorching damage of the Holy Light Illumination.

However, under his control, they made no further moves, simply enduring the strike.

Carelessly discarding an activated Holy Light Surge Scroll, Lord Zi waved his hand and Lao Tie, understanding his intent, stepped forward.

Upon activating his gravity field, he placed it onto the stricken Vampire Ghost King, layering it with a slowing negative BUFF.

At this moment, the bats that were caught by the three Holy Light Nets, unable to withstand the pain of being scorched, fused together and took on human form under the influence of the Power of Death.

However, the Vampire Ghost King appeared exceedingly wretched.

The Vampire Ghost King, who should have been the epitome of elegance, was now dressed in tattered noble attire, and his exposed skin was also covered in scars and burns.

Lao Tie, approaching the Vampire Ghost King, didn’t say another word as the eight spikes on his back shot out with the speed of lightning.

In the midst of the “hissing” sounds, agonized screams followed.

The limbs of the Lord Boss Vampire Ghost King were pierced through, pinning him firmly to the ground.

His hands, feet, shoulders, and thighs were each pinned by a spike, rendering him utterly immobile.

“I remember that vampires who evolve into Vampire Ghost Kings can speak human language.”

Lord Zi, along with Fan Yuer and Daris, remained in the center of a protective circle formed by Undead Bosses, his voice echoing throughout the dilapidated temple.

“Little bat, do you have any information you’d like to share with me?”

On his handsome and elegant face, a sunny and warm smile appeared, making anyone who saw it feel a sense of closeness.

But the Vampire Ghost King pinned to the ground, upon seeing Lord Zi’s smiling face, only sensed deep malice.

Damn it, a Necromancer actually using Holy Light against the undead.

It was a disgrace to those who wielded the power of death!

An apostate who had betrayed the god of death!

He ought to be put on the rack and burnt alive!

Then his soul should be extracted and lit with nether fire to burn as a ghost lamp for hundreds of years!

All sorts of malicious thoughts flooded the mind of the Vampire Ghost King, but the words that came out when he finally spoke were exceedingly humble and low.

“Respected Necromancer, please forgive Edward’s prior disrespect. I am willing to submit under your majestic rule, to battle for you till death do us part!”

He tried to hide the sharp vampire fangs sticking out of his teeth, aiming to make himself appear less ferocious, hoping to leave a good impression on this great person and avoid being scorched by the Holy Light again.

It was too hard to bear!

To think, the blast of Holy Light Illumination he had just endured was a fourth-order group Holy Light Spell, and the damage was not low at all, wiping out a tenth of his health!

Worst of all, the Power of Holy Light continued to erode his body, impeding his use of the Power of Death to heal the wounds on his flesh!

“I hate it when people don’t answer my questions.”

The smile radiant like the sun, at that moment, seemed like the smile of a demon, instantly making the vampire lord’s heart tremble.

“Ah~!!!”

Before he could even beg for mercy, another cry of immense pain burst from the vampire lord’s mouth.

Lao Tie, at the very moment Lord Zi finished speaking, moved eight claw spikes like lightning in a piston motion, punching another eight transparent holes in his body.

That wasn’t even the ultimate reason for his agony-filled scream, which was solely because three cups made of condensed Holy Light hovered above his body and then poured down three cups of holy water!

The three-headed Hydra Monster once again instantaneously cast a Holy Light Magic spell, this time it was the Cup of Holy Water!

The smell of charring became even stronger in that moment.

“Respected Necromancer, this is the territory of Necro Realm ruled by Lord Andrew, and we are merely dogs that guard the gate, without the right to enter the core area of Death Castle!”

Ni ma, as a lord boss of the Blood Race, he had offered his allegiance, and not only was it coldly rejected, they doused him with holy water and let an iron lump beat him up.

There’s simply no justice!

Why is there such a huge gap between professions related to death?

Other Necromancers, if they could gain his allegiance, would be more than eager to sign a contract with him and offer up various tributes, right?

But here, at this damn Necromancer’s place, they couldn’t even be bothered to sign a contract, choosing instead to gift him with three cups of Holy Water for a bath.

Damn it, this guy must be a devotee of Holy Light infiltrating the followers of death!

“That’s all?”

Looking at the vampire lord, who spoke only a sentence and then watched him nervously, with a look full of trepidation, Lord Zi was utterly speechless.

You think to fob me off with this little bit of information?

Have I been too kind to you?

Or was the Holy Water bath not stimulating enough, and you’d like to soak in a Holy Light bath for a few days and nights?

“Respected Necromancer, we peripheral members really have no knowledge of the core area of Death Castle.

But I can gather several lord commanders from the peripheral areas, and have them all serve you! At your command!”

As Lord Zi’s smile grew colder, the vampire lord, panicked, hastened to sweeten the offer, showcasing his value.

“Oh, how many lord commanders in the peripheral areas? Which Undead clans do they belong to?”

Naturally, the more Undead underlings the better, but Lord Zi had no interest in subduing those of pathetic strength.

Take for instance this vampire lord, who seemed unusually afraid of death; Zi Liyuan never intended to take him under his wing from the start, but instead planned to finish him off in this decrepit temple to probe the entity secretly watching him.

Indeed, from the moment he entered this Secret Realm of the Undead, he felt a persistent sense of being watched.

And after arriving at this decrepit temple, the feeling of being spied upon intensified, and an additional gaze joined in.

Therefore, he didn’t hesitate to pull out a fourth-order Holy Light Surge Scroll to launch a fierce attack on this additional voyeur.

Thus, the unfortunate vampire lord became the chicken in Lord Zi’s hand, ready to be used to deter the monkey lurking in the shadows.

“Respected Necromancer, the outer area of Death Castle is divided into eight zones, each led by a lord commander.

They come from: Skeleton Tribe, Zombie Tribe, Wraith Tribe, Ghoul Tribe, Blood Race, Were-wolf Tribe, Dark Knight Tribe, and Bone Dragon Tribe.

I can summon them all for you, and we still have many elite clansmen within our ranks.”

In a bid to save his own life, betraying both comrades and clan, how despicable!