Khajiit stood above the dilapidated temple, coldly staring at Minori opposite him, revealing an evil and cruel smile: "I've been wondering how to get revenge, but I didn't expect you to deliver yourself to my door, even bringing the 'Orb of Death'."
"Although the original plan was disrupted by you, as long as I kill you and take back the 'Orb of Death', it's just a waste of some time."
A cold aura permeated the air.
Clap! Clap!
Minori raised his palm, gently patting the red robe on his body, as if to brush off the dust on it.
"You seem very confident, old friend."
Minori was also curious as to why Khajiit was able to endure until now before deciding to make a complete move.
Besides wanting to know his true purpose, the other party should have the confidence to completely defeat him before daring to be so presumptuous.
"You self-righteous fellow, you simply cannot understand the power of [Zuranon], let alone the terror of the alliance master."
Khajiit's eyes became even colder, and he gripped the magic staff in his hand, forcefully thrusting it into the ground, and a rich negative energy began to surge: "This is the new power I have mastered, a gift specially prepared for you!"
Thump!
A rich negative energy poured out from the magic staff and into the ground, followed by a vibration like a drumbeat.
A dark blue magic circle appeared under Khajiit's feet, and in an instant, a roar containing some kind of deterrent effect sounded from the magic circle.
Whoosh!
A zombie monster, rotten all over, as if composed of a large number of undead, emerged from the magic circle, its huge size spanning between the two sides.
Its height even exceeded the dilapidated temple, reaching more than four meters.
Thump!
The light of the magic circle did not dissipate.
Another monster emerged from the magic circle, but compared to the huge undead giant, this monster was of normal height, looking similar to a skeleton warrior summoned by a third-tier undead.
However, the color of the bones was dark red, and the other party held a dark red bone long knife, a dark red shield, and even carried a combined longbow on its back.
All three weapons were imbued with the dim light of magic; this was an armed skeleton using magical tools!
The light of the magic circle dissipated, and two undead monsters, one large and one small, appeared in front of Minori.
Seeing these two monsters, "'Undead Aggregate Giant', 'Red Skeleton Warrior'?" Minori raised his eyelids.
One is an aggregate-type zombie monster, and the other is a subspecies of skeleton warrior. Although both are third-tier undead, their true combat power is stronger, reaching the level of the fourth tier.
These are not ordinary undead, and normal magical means cannot summon these two types of undead.
Just like the "Death Knight" that Ainz Ooal Gown likes to use, it is generally created or summoned using special skills.
"Arrogant bastard! Repent for your self-righteousness!"
Khajiit felt the powerful negative energy aura emanating from the two monsters, and a satisfied look appeared on his gloomy face, and he shouted loudly.
Khajiit did not stay in vain in that legendary domain of the legendary lich, using the negative energy there and the power of the alliance master.
He created these two undead monsters with the power of fourth-tier undead.
With Khajiit's necromantic specialization, he can control 100 ordinary undead in one breath, but controlling powerful undead is very limited, like this level.
Controlling these two is already his current limit.
Relying on these two undead monsters, he has the confidence to kill Minori, recalling the battle at the beginning.
Khajiit knew that Minori's strength should not be strong, even if he was stronger than him, he would at most be at the level of a 4th-tier magic caster.
With this level of strength, he still wants to cooperate with their alliance master?
What a joke!
"Kill him for me!" Khajiit then controlled the two undead to rush towards Minori, looking forward to the opposite side.
The panicked and flustered situation that he expected did not appear.
"How boring."
Looking at the two undead rushing towards him, Minori raised his palm expressionlessly: "Dragon Lightning!"
The dazzling blue electric light instantly illuminated the night, turning into a galloping dragon-shaped lightning that flew out with a bang. The blue light flashed in the air.
The two undead that had just been summoned were directly turned into ashes and dissipated. Most of the terrifying lightning dissipated, but it still released a range of aftershock attacks and continued to blast towards Khajiit.
'Gained experience: 3721'
'Gained experience: 3907'
[Experience bar: 1112322 / 410000]
"Fifth-tier magic… …"
"Electric Resistance!"
Khajiit's sunken eye sockets trembled, and he looked incredulously at the terrifying lightning that came into view. The calm look on his face disappeared, and he shouted in horror.
Boom!
"Ah--"
The location where Khajiit was located was shrouded in electric light. As a scream sounded, the figure standing on the steps of the dilapidated temple was blasted down and fell to the ground of the cemetery.
The blue electric light dissipated.
Khajiit lay on the ground in a mess, with the "Electric Resistance" blocking it, plus the power of only the aftershock of Dragon Lightning.
It seemed that he had not suffered serious injuries, but there were many burn marks on the hands, face, neck and other parts of the body that were exposed outside the magic robe.
"How could this be…
… How could you possess such powerful power?"
Khajiit propped his hands on the ground, raised his head in a mess, looked at Minori not far away, and opened his mouth trembling in fear.
The other party was clearly a powerful magic caster who had mastered the power of the 5th tier magic. Why did they use the disguise of "Angel Summoning" in the first place?
With the terrifying power of that magic just now, they could have easily killed him back then.
Khajiit's eyes twitched, unable to understand, and a sense of indescribable frustration rose in his heart.
That bastard!
Having such powerful strength, yet being so cautious—overly cautious!
Swish... Swish...
Footsteps approached him.
"Failed again." Khajiit felt a wail rise in his heart, suddenly finding his own overestimation of his abilities laughable.
Was he going to die?
Khajiit knew that the leader could allow him to fail once, but would never allow him to fail a second time.
He was truly unwilling!
All his efforts had ultimately been defeated by the same person twice.
Minori came to Khajiit's front, looking at the figure who had given up resisting, and suddenly said, "Do you want to become an undead?"
Khajiit, who was prepared to die, looked up at Minori blankly.
"I originally wanted to cooperate with your leader, but since you also have mastered the ritual of the 'Spiral of Death,' cooperating with you is also an option," Minori said.
Khajiit's despairing and decadent expression slowly disappeared, and a strange light appeared in his pupils.
"Why?" Khajiit asked in disbelief.
"As I said, what I am interested in about your [Zuranon] is the 'Spiral of Death' ritual. I want to determine whether this ritual can truly turn humans into undead."
"Since you want to become an undead so much, then that's great. I can use you to verify it."
Minori said with a sneer, not concealing his purpose at all.
These words fell into Khajiit's ears, like a deity responding to the unwillingness in his heart. The previously certain death situation had unexpectedly turned around.
Khajiit excitedly got up from the ground.
Even facing Minori, the enemy who had killed him once, it was not worth mentioning compared to the deep desire to become an undead.
The mysterious person in front of him was very strong. Relying on the other party's strength might be able to make up for the time wasted before, and even speed up the completion of his original plan.
"You're really not joking," Khajiit said, his hands trembling, still feeling somewhat unbelievable.
"What do you think?" Minori took out the "Orb of Death" and activated his magic power. A huge magic circle appeared under his feet.
The next moment, "Boom!" With a sound, the roaring figure of a bone dragon flew out of the magic circle, hovering above the heads of the two, a white bone emitting a faint light under the moonlight.
"Bone Dragon!"
"You, how did you do it!" Khajiit's eyes were dull.
He spent more than a year collecting negative energy, but he couldn't reach the conditions to summon a bone dragon. How long has the "Orb of Death" been in the other party's hands?
No wonder this mysterious person confidently wanted to cooperate with their leader. Relying on the bone dragon's ability, except for the leader, the rest of the high-ranking members were not his opponents.
Looking at Minori in front of him, wrapped in a red robe, seemingly quietly watching him, Khajiit slightly bowed, with an evil and excited smile on his face: "I will tell you everything I know and fully assist you in completing the 'Spiral of Death' ritual."
As the weaker party, Khajiit needed to show more of his value.
"Happy cooperation," Minori's mouth behind the black mask revealed a smile. On closer thought, cooperating with Khajiit was more reassuring and easier to control.
Spiral of Death?
Others may not be clear, but how could Minori not know the true origin of this magic ritual? Khajiit simply could not succeed.
Even if it could be normally cast, it would take at least a few years.
"Happy cooperation, old friend," Khajiit grinned, keeping his posture very low. The scene where he couldn't wait to kill Minori not long ago seemed to be just an illusion.
Bang!
Khajiit suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, his eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness and fainted.
Minori picked up the unconscious Khajiit and disappeared.
On the Other Side
Holy Kingdom
The Holy Queen, Calca , and Kelart, without alarming any of the great nobles, secretly dispatched a ten-person exploration team, which finally brought news amidst anxious waiting.
These 10 people were all experts in guerrilla warfare and thief techniques. They were recruited from the scout units of various troops in the Holy Kingdom. No one was more suitable for investigating intelligence than these ten people.
Such elites were almost completely wiped out, with only one person surviving.
When they found the survivor, he was near death. If it weren't for his strong will to hold on until he was rescued by a sea ship, he would have been completely wiped out.
Inside the palace, the Holy Queen, Calca, confirmed that the young man had regained consciousness under the treatment of several priests and was relieved: "It's good that he survived."
At the same time, she felt some guilt and sadness.
The remaining 9 people had all died in the Abelion Hills, and even their remains probably couldn't be found.
"Your Majesty, you need to rest well," the middle-aged secretary and maid with standard etiquette stood aside with a serious expression, reminding her.
"You also know the current situation, it must be dealt with as soon as possible," the Holy Queen, Calca, heard the serious voice beside her, and a helpless smile appeared on her fair cheeks, and she explained softly.
"You don't need to explain to a servant," the middle-aged secretary and maid's voice was still rigid. Her Highness the Holy Queen was good in every way, but her personality was too kind and gentle.