Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!-Chapter 45 2nd Life: Frost Breath, Dark Alchemist!

Vulture Territory.

Dark clouds were gathering, casting dim light.

A castle stood abruptly on the plains.

Tall chimneys constantly expelling billowing black smoke.

From inside the castle came bursts of piercing howls.

As if a warlock was conducting some inhumane experiment.

When passing by this castle.

Even the most ruthless thieves and criminals would take a detour.

Because everyone at the Laine Border knew.

A Tier Five Dark Alchemist resided within!

Norton Frand!

Inside the castle’s laboratory.

On a cluttered workbench.

Were all sorts of bottles and jars, filled with colorful, foul-smelling potions.

A bearded, unkempt old man was carefully pouring some foul-smelling, thick green liquid from a bubbling container.

Once the green liquid cooled slightly.

He picked up a black potion from the adjacent workbench and poured them both into a glass tube.

As soon as the two potions came into contact.

They erupted like ignited phosphorus, spewing black smoke and sparks.

Norton’s face was blackened by the smoke, but he paid no mind.

His bloodshot eyes were locked onto the glass tube, missing not a single detail or change.

"Boom!"

But at that moment.

Accompanied by a deafening sound of hooves, the entire ground shook violently.

Dust rose up, the earth trembled.

An endless torrent of skeletons was sweeping towards this place!

In the castle.

Norton’s experiment was forcibly interrupted, leaving him in a foul mood.

He set down the potion in his hand and walked to the window, looking outside with a dark gaze.

When Norton saw the boundless torrent of skeletons, a shadow of doubt and confusion crossed his eyes.

"What’s going on?"

"Why are the undead from the Land of Burial suddenly rioting?"

In Norton’s view.

A mere group of skeletons was nothing to be feared.

No matter how many there were, they were just cannon fodder.

However, these skeletons would usually wander aimlessly in the wilderness.

But now.

It was as if someone was commanding them to come straight at him.

This made Norton sense something was amiss.

In the next second.

A sudden, high-pitched dragon roar sounded from the front, startling him.

"Roar!"

He saw a Frost Bone Dragon furiously flapping its wings, rushing from afar and suddenly appearing above the Skeleton Army.

This dragon’s flesh had long decayed, leaving only a hollow skeleton.

Yet its mountainous body still possessed an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Its wings were like clouds hanging from the sky.

With a slight flap, it could stir up a storm in the air.

Its skeleton was impervious to blades and spears, as if it were forged from steel.

And in its grim and terrifying skull, blood-red flames burned fiercely.

When this Frost Bone Dragon raised its head and howled.

Its thunderous roar instantly echoed in everyone’s ears!

On the back of the Frost Bone Dragon.

Stood a hulking figure clad in armor, wielding a longsword.

That figure stood three meters tall, looking like a towering bone spire from a distance!

"That Tier Five Skeleton Tyrant from the Land of Burial? When did it tame this bone dragon?"

"And judging by the looks of it, it’s coming for me?"

Norton was dumbfounded.

He had resided at the Laine Kingdom border for so long, fully aware of the nearby powers.

The Skeleton Tyrant, ruler of the Land of Burial, commanded over a hundred thousand skeleton soldiers.

Should conflict arise, even he would retreat three paces.

But he couldn’t understand why the Skeleton Army was appearing in Vulture Territory.

He also couldn’t understand.

When he had provoked this Skeleton Tyrant!

Yet he was destined never to find out the answer in this lifetime.

Because Lu Yuan never wasted words with enemies.

Ten days earlier.

Lu Yuan had personally led the Skeleton Army to the deepest part of the Land of Burial.

After sacrificing tens of thousands of cannon fodder and suffering over half of the Headless Knight Order in casualties.

He finally subdued this bone dragon!

Then he returned to the Blood Castle to replenish the army’s ranks.

After a few days of recuperation.

They immediately set off, once again leading the army to find the lair of the Dark Mage.

The Dark Alchemist was immortal, and as long as he lived, one could not sleep or eat well!

However, dark magic was difficult to defend against.

To be cautious.

Lu Yuan let the Skeleton Tyrant stand on the Bone Dragon’s back, acting as a conspicuous target to attract attention.

As for himself.

He mingled within the army, disguising himself as an ordinary Skeleton Warrior.

"Frost Breath!"

Under the control of Lu Yuan.

The Tier Six Frost Bone Dragon suddenly opened its mouth, spitting out an enormous blast of icy chill.

Feeling the biting cold, enough to freeze the soul.

Norton’s scalp tingled, and he hurriedly dodged to the side.

But the castle behind him wasn’t as lucky.

It was directly covered by frost, and in the blink of an eye, turned into an ice sculpture.

"Rumble!"

At the same time.

The Headless Knight Order charged forward like a rolling torrent.

All Skeleton Warriors and Skeleton Swordsmen followed closely behind.

The Skeleton Mages at the rear shook their White Bone Staffs, summoning a large number of ordinary skeletons.

The Skeleton Archers bent their bows and released arrows, a rain of arrows falling like a broken sky.

"Damn it!"

Although Norton didn’t pay attention to the ordinary skeletons.

Too many ants can bite an elephant to death.

Moreover.

In the sky was a Tier Six Frost Bone Dragon, along with a Tier Five Skeleton Tyrant watching intently!

In his panic, Norton hastily cast more than a dozen types of dark magic.

[Tier Five Fire Magic - Hellfire!]

[Tier Five Wind Magic: Storm Tornado!]

[Tier Five Death Magic - Undead Servants!]

It must be said.

The power of dark magic is extremely terrifying.

So much so that many mages, in their pursuit of studying this forbidden magic, willingly fall into darkness, becoming the slaves of the Abyss Demon.

As Norton finished chanting the spells.

Fierce elemental energy gathered together, forming dozens of death tornadoes reaching to the sky.

Simultaneously.

One green ghost flame after another appeared from the void.

Emitting a heart-chilling horrifying wave.

These black ghost flames floated in the air, seemingly without temperature.

But in reality.

The black ghost flames ignite upon touch, immortal!

They can inflict real damage to souls and are the nemesis of the Undead Race!

Moreover, fire borrows the force of the wind, and the wind enhances the power of the fire!

Different types of dark magic, when combined.

Increased the power several times over!

"Hoo!"

The death tornado entangled with Hellfire, like a flame storm from the abyss.

Directly charging into the army.

The tens of thousands of Skeleton Warriors at the forefront, upon contact with the black fire.

In less than a second.

Evaporated into thin air, turning instantly into ashes!

And the Headless Knight Order, regarded by Lu Yuan as elite ace, was also thrown into disarray by the death tornado. freeweɓnovel.cøm

They were sucked into the storm, instantly torn into countless pieces.

Even though the Skeleton Army fearlessly charged wave after wave.

But with little effect.

However, casting so many dark spells at once.

Was a massive burden Norton struggled to bear.

Breathing heavily, he quickly pulled out several magic potions from his pocket.

Then uncorked them.

Pouring all the liquid inside into his mouth.

As the energy was replenished.

Norton’s pale face regained a tinge of color.

And his nearly depleted mana recovered by more than half.

"Though dark magic is powerful, it consumes a lot of mana."

"Norton might be proficient in alchemy, but as the battle came suddenly, he surely hasn’t carried much energy potion!"

"No matter the cost, even if it means depleting the entire Skeleton Army, exhaust him to death!"

Seeing this, Lu Yuan continued to manipulate the Skeleton Army to launch attacks.

While he himself, remained quietly hidden within the army.

Waiting for the right moment to act.