Chapter 295: Master New Spell, Add a Fire

High altitude.

The Leader hovering in mid-air, the black mist negative energy dissipating from his body became condensed again, blocking the figure that was vaguely revealed.

Tang Zheng also hovered in mid-air, with the Bone Dragon flapping its half-missing wings beside him.

A tense aura permeated the air, as if the two would do it again in the next moment.

After a probing-like exchange.

Tang Zheng had a relatively clear understanding of the Leader's strength; in the face of the "Fire Domain" crisis, he didn't use a Seventh Rank spell, which could only mean two possibilities.

"Let's talk." The Leader suddenly spoke, his tone still having a high-and-mighty posture, but it was much calmer.

"What."

Tang Zheng was slightly startled, a bit surprised.

Ground.

Khajiit looked up at the two in the sky from time to time, sweat constantly appearing on his forehead.

He always felt that the development of things was a bit beyond expectations; originally he thought he would die, and the mysterious person would also die in the hands of the Leader, but the situation before him was developing in another direction.

But what Khajiit was really worried about now was whether he could survive.

Not long after.

Under Khajiit's gaze, Tang Zheng and the Leader flew down from the sky and stood steadily on the ground.

Looking at the two, it seemed they had reached some kind of agreement.

Khajiit's heart skipped a few beats, and he felt that he would be finished off in the next moment.

Escape?

With the strength of the two of them, where could he escape to?

The Leader wanted to kill him, and if the mysterious person really reached some kind of agreement with the Leader, then he had no use value.

Khajiit was drenched in cold sweat unknowingly.

"Khajiit."

The Leader's indifferent voice came.

Khajiit shook his whole body, his voice trembling in panic: "Leader."

"How is the "Spiral of Death Ritual" you laid out going?"

Khajiit didn't know why the Leader would suddenly ask about this, and answered carefully: "Still, still need some time."

Since entering the hilly region, the main thing he had been doing during this time was making undead, so as to better induce negative energy.

"Take me to the place where the ritual is laid out."

The Leader spoke, then looked at Tang Zheng next to him: "Demi-humans are not so easy to control; there are two major kingdoms, the Holy Kingdom and the Slane Theocracy, in the surrounding area, so be careful not to be watched."

Facing this opening without head or tail.

Tang Zheng seemed to understand the Leader's meaning, and his tone was flat: "I will pay attention."

"Each takes what they need." The Leader responded.

Throughout the process, neither Tang Zheng nor the Leader cared about Khajiit, who was listening to the conversation with his ears pricked up.

The Leader took Khajiit away and headed to the "corpse pit" near the mountains.

Tang Zheng stood in place, watching the figures of the Leader and the other leaving, pondering for a moment: "Come out."

Swish!

A white figure emerged from the forest on the hill behind, and it was the Mist Witch.

"Master, should we send someone to watch them?"

A look of fear appeared in the Mist Witch's eyes; she had watched the terrifying battle just now from beginning to end.

Watch them?

Tang Zheng shook his head: "In the entire hilly region, I am the only one who can watch that Leader; don't waste your energy."

"The situation is becoming more and more interesting."

He reached a verbal agreement with the Leader for the time being; Tang Zheng agreed because the Leader mentioned that the "Spiral of Death Ritual" mastered by Khajiit was incomplete.

Whether it was true or false, Tang Zheng didn't know, but this obviously became the other party's bargaining chip.

The Leader seemed to know very well the importance of the "Spiral of Death Ritual" to people like Tang Zheng, or rather, the purpose of anyone eyeing the ritual was very simple.

Become an undead and gain eternal life!

And then continue to study magic to gain powerful strength!

"Awakened Ones" were the limit of humans, but not for heteromorphic species that became undead.

In the Leader's eyes, Tang Zheng possessed such powerful strength and had almost reached the upper limit of humans, which was why he eyed the "Spiral of Death Ritual".

"What is the specific purpose of this Leader?"

Tang Zheng's eyes revealed contemplation; the purpose the other party expressed was unbelievable, and he was thinking about the Leader's deeper purpose.

Just like Tang Zheng deliberately showing his importance to the "Spiral of Death Ritual", in fact, the only thing he was interested in about the ritual was the way of absorbing negative energy.

"Originally, I thought that it would be a bit difficult to throw the pot completely to 【Zuranon】 with just a small character like Khajiit, but now there is no need to pretend anymore."

Tang Zheng didn't expect that this Leader would appear directly, and said to the Mist Witch: "What's the movement on Go-Jin's side?"

"He has already contacted the people of the Holy Kingdom; just as Master guessed, not only did they not reach an agreement, but Go-Jin also fought with the people of the Holy Kingdom."

The Mist Witch responded with a smile immediately.

"Both sides have things they are wary of and taboo, and wanting to communicate with each other, lacking the conditions to fully trust each other, will only become meaningless communication." Tang Zheng understood.

He wasn't surprised by this result.

From the last time the Holy Kingdom sent people to ask him about Go-Jin's intelligence information, Tang Zheng guessed that the Holy Kingdom intended to have a separate contact with Go-Jin.

However, both sides were too naive.

The things Go-Jin understood were limited, and many things were his own guesses, while the Holy Kingdom was hostile to demi-humans to begin with, and it was even more impossible to fully believe Go-Jin's words.

And Go-Jin was no longer just an independent individual, but the king of a race, and would worry about more things.

Go-Jin's movements.

Tang Zheng had been paying more attention to this; this was a very important card in his hand.

But now, the appearance of the 【Zuranon】 Leader made the subsequent situation a bit complicated.

Tang Zheng couldn't figure out the Leader's thoughts; the only thing he could be sure of was that this Leader must be plotting something.

The other party should know that the Slane Theocracy was eyeing this place.

And, knowing that the Slane Theocracy was eyeing the hilly region, he didn't leave, which was even stranger!

"Mist."

Tang Zheng suddenly said.

"Master." Mist Witch.

"Don't watch Go-Jin during this time, pay attention to the situation on the Lizardman Crusch Lulu's side."

The Mist Witch nodded respectfully: "Understood."

Tang Zheng stood on the edge of the hill, looking at the vast hills in the distance, raised his palm to pull his red hood, his thoughts moved, and he summoned the attribute panel.

In the brief exchange between the two sides, among all the spells used by the Leader, there were only three spells he hadn't mastered.

Third Rank spell: "Unilateral Duel"

Fifth Rank spell: "Ruinous Bone Prison"

Sixth Rank spell: "Pale Fire"

"Unilateral Duel" could prevent the opponent from using teleportation magic to escape; the only thing to pay attention to was to be wary of the other party teleporting to their teammates' side, which was easy to fall into the possibility of being besieged.

"Ruinous Bone Prison" was a restraint-type spell.

Tang Zheng had the "Sand Domain" that could be converted into four attributes, containing a variety of effects, and the spell was of little use to him.

"Pale Fire" was a range-type spell, with energy attacks of fire and negative attributes; in the Leader's hands, the spell was only dual-attribute.

But in Tang Zheng's hands!

As long as it was an attribute-type spell, it could be converted into four attributes, and this spell could show a variety of forms in his hands.

Just like the "Composite Elemental Spirit" summoning he mastered.

【Skill Points: 62→60】

With the consumption of two skill points, these two spells, "Unilateral Duel" and "Pale Fire", were mastered.

On the other side.

The Leader and Khajiit walked on the somewhat cracked wasteland with withered dwarf grass.

The hot and water-deficient climate made the weeds on the ground pitifully few, with only some withered grass leaves and shrubs filling the field of vision.

Against the backdrop of the strange figures of the Leader and Khajiit, both of whom were exuding death aura, it was as if this area had fallen into a dead land.

Khajiit lowered his head, following closely behind the Leader, the sunken eye sockets forming shadows to cover his eyes.

Not being executed by the Leader again didn't make Khajiit feel safe; instead, he became even more panicked. During the time he followed the Leader,

He knew the Leader's character too well; this was an extremely cold person!

"Is it strange?"

The Leader's magnetic voice like bone rubbing rang out.

Khajiit's yellow dirty fingers that swayed slightly with his body trembled.

"You should be glad that this red-robed magic caster wants to see the possibility of the birth of an undead from a human from you."

"I hope you can succeed more than you do." The Leader let out a strange laugh, faintly revealing a trace of imperceptible mockery:

"For you, this is a rare opportunity, and also the last opportunity."

Khajiit's eyes shook.

The Leader didn't seem to care about Khajiit's emotions and thoughts at this moment, raised his finger, and pointed to the sky: "Do you know what this situation is?"

Khajiit looked up blankly, and subconsciously opened his mouth: "Sub, subordinate, don't know."

He came to the hilly region for the first time and didn't understand the climate here, so he hadn't felt anything strange.

"The Abelion Hills haven't had such a drought in hundreds of years; this is not a normal climate change, but the result of magic."

"The only one who can change the celestial phenomena in such a large range is the Sixth Rank believer magic "Weather Control"."

The Leader slowly spat out information that shocked Khajiit and made him unbelievable.

Sixth Rank spell!

Wasn't that the realm beyond the Other-Worldly?

The Leader's level?

Khajiit had this thought flash through his mind.

"Tsk." The Leader clicked his tongue lightly, the black mist negative energy shrouding his whole body squirmed slightly, and his pale eyeballs flashed with light: "From the exchange just now, it can be determined that the red-robed magic caster is not the one who used this spell."

"You have been here for a while, have you noticed the existence of using believer-type magic?"

Facing the inquiry

Khajiit could only shake his head; he really didn't know. All along, his energy had been on laying out rituals and making undead, and he only knew a little about these demi-humans.

"Idiot!"

The Leader frowned, his withered fingers tapped the staff lightly, and he muttered to himself in a low voice: "With the strength of the red-robed magic caster, plus this mysterious believer-type magic caster, they indeed have the ability to rule the entire hilly region."

"First create a drought climate, use this to trigger chaos, and then gradually control the hilly region…… An unimaginable strategy."

Khajiit followed on the side, the more he heard, the more frightened he became, and he gradually realized what the Leader wanted to do.

"Leader, what does the subordinate need to do?"

Khajiit bit the bullet and opened his mouth.

"Heh, heh."

A faint cold laugh was the response.

Khajiit's heart sank completely; he wasn't stupid and had already realized that he had probably been completely abandoned by the Leader.

The only way to survive was to successfully become an undead with the help of the "Spiral of Death Ritual"!

It's just—is there still time?

"No matter how deep you hide, there will always be a moment when you appear." The Leader let out an expectant hoarse laugh:

"Then add a fire and let me see what exactly is hidden."

If he remembered correctly, Khajiit originally died in the hands of an angel summoned by a scroll; since that red-robed magic caster was the person who killed Khajiit.

Perhaps that extremely hidden believer-type magic caster was the person who made the scroll?

The Leader wasn't sure, but there was indeed such a possibility.

There were only a few scroll-making masters who could make Third Rank magic scrolls on the surface, and as for whether there were other scroll-making masters hidden in the dark, no one knew.

This might represent a mysterious force behind it.

The Leader was extremely curious; he knew that there were many secrets in this world.

Could it be from that legendary mysterious organization that didn't even have records?

The Leader shook his head again when he thought of this.

During the pondering!

The Leader's arm threw out from the black mist, and a corpse was taken out from the magic leather bag and thrown out.

"Bang" a muffled sound.

Made Khajiit couldn't help but look over.

That was the corpse of a demi-human, with the upper body of a beast and the lower body somewhat like a strange combination of a centaur.

Beast-body four-legged beast?

Khajiit knew this powerful demi-human race, and suddenly, his pupils shrank violently.

He realized one thing!

The Leader had already arrived at the Abelion Hills long ago, not like what the Leader said at the beginning when he confronted the red-robed magic caster, that he teleported to his side as soon as he entered the hilly region.

In other words—confronting that red-robed magic caster was intentional by the Leader!

Throwing down this demi-human corpse.

The Leader didn't pay attention anymore, letting the corpse be thrown on the ground at will.

Khajiit's breathing became a bit rapid.

These words the Leader said in front of him, and the information revealed, were not because he valued him, but in the Leader's eyes, he was already a dead man.

Dead men wouldn't leak any secrets!

In the Leader's eyes, he seemed to have neither the time to complete the ritual nor the possibility of success.

Only those who had died once could truly realize the powerlessness and terror of death.

He still had things he must do!

Can't die!

Absolutely can't die!

Khajiit didn't want to face that endless dark abyss again; as a weakling, sandwiched between these few powerful magic casters.

It was like a lonely boat on the ocean that would be swallowed by the seawater at any time, and rich unwillingness surged into his heart.

Khajiit hid his hands in his loose sleeves and clenched his fists tightly.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 296 =====