The Magician's Journey

  As Mitsu's laughter echoed, the flesh on his face fell off in chunks, and the exposed muscles rapidly decayed and withered at a visible rate. Soon, the vice-president of the undead mage guild revealed his true appearance: a rotten, ugly face as if freshly dug up from a grave, with empty eye sockets and teeth, and a mouth emitting thick black gas. In the decaying flesh, some white maggots could still be seen wriggling.

  Frey said with disgust: "Lelouch, you've found a person who doesn't look like human or ghost, just a rotten corpse to be your president? I was told that your original appearance is also like this."

  "Ah, you misunderstand," Lei Luo said with a wry smile. "The undead mages are also divided into many factions. Only the lich faction's undead mages will become like this when their power reaches its peak and they surpass the magic masters' strength to transform into liches during the process called 'corporealization'. For hundreds of years, only Vice President Mi Xi has reached this level in this faction, and if he goes further, he can become the first lich in a thousand years. After becoming a lich, his entire body will turn into a cloud of black mist, able to change into any shape at will, with no limits to his abilities. That would be an existence as terrifying as a nightmare."

  "I exclaimed in surprise: 'In other words, his strength is about to surpass that of a Magic Instructor?'"

  Rai Luo nodded and said: "My teacher Chek Roy, due to the coincidence of obtaining high-ranking undead magic, his strength is slightly stronger than his."

  On the other side, Dakuru couldn't help but interrupt and ask: "Raylo, which sect do you belong to? I'm really curious about this."

  Lei Luo stretched out his hand and summoned all of his undead puppets, instantly there were nearly forty or more various undead puppets standing behind us, among them were even ten dark headless knights holding black long spears, riding on hellish war horses in a row.

  Leilo said: "I am a necromancer of the control demon system, we are good at using undead creatures to fight, while the witch doctor's necromancy is mainly good at cursing. Of course, the curse magic on the battlefield is an auxiliary role, just like the blessing technique of the temple priest. The curse can only slow down the attack action and weaken the opponent's strength. The poisonous curse not only takes a long time to cast but also has a slow effect, which is not suitable for the battlefield. On the battlefield, their main means of attack are dead soul magic attacks."

  I nodded and said, "Yeah, I've seen it before. The undead class's magic attack is also very strong, everyone be careful."

  As they spoke, Mitzu's transformation was complete. He let out a loud roar and all his followers charged at us with him.

  Mishu's body, as dry as a skull, had become emaciated and pitifully small. However, none of us could underestimate the withered, zombie-like undead mage before our eyes. He stretched out his withered arm and swung the magic wand in his hand, and circles of black ripples spread out around him, causing all of us to be stuck as if we had fallen into a swamp.

  I hastily activated the "Staff of the Gods" and a wind element enveloped our surroundings, instantly restoring everyone to normal. The wind magic "Lightness Spell" and "Agility Spell" successfully dispelled Mith's undead magic. To be cautious, I also simultaneously cast a magical shield on everyone to prevent them from being attacked.

  Dakuru also moved, he waved his hand and the four totem's virtual shadows stood on the ground. A huge lightning bolt shot towards Mishi's direction from his hand. Mishi swung his staff, a black smoke screen blocked in front of him, the lightning bolt hit the black smoke as if it was absorbed, the black smoke rolled violently for a few times and swallowed the lightning bolt.

  Mi Xiu hid in the dark fog and laughed twice, saying: "Is this all you've got?"

  Several surviving undead mages who followed Mi Xiu also waved their wands, and the ground withered rapidly. A dark color spread out from under their feet, like a bottle of ink being poured into a washbasin. The battlefield's surface quickly turned black, and countless undead crawled out from underground and charged towards us at their command.

  Frey waved her magic wand, and a shower of light descended from the sky. The ground around us was quickly filled with vitality, and many plants grew wildly, covering the ground in green. The blackness also rapidly expanded outward, competing for territory, and soon both sides were locked in a stalemate.

  "Hurry, you must act quickly, I won't be able to hold on for much longer. The combined power of several undead mages is too great, even with the help of divine artifacts, I am unable to resist. You must seize the time." Fure said somewhat anxiously, at the same time she waved her magic wand and constructed a thorny vine wall in front of us.

  Rai Luo hastily waved his magic wand, and the ten Death Knights behind him charged forward, rushing towards the undead mages who were casting a joint spell. The remaining undead also followed suit, launching an attack on the undead mages.

  Dakuru released one lightning chain after another, and sighed: "You all have powerful weapons, only I don't. Unfortunately, if we Shamans' lost totem is found and taken into my hands, I can play a greater role."

  I suddenly remembered something, in the treasure storage room of the tomb in Nantes, I seemed to have seen a thing similar to Dakuru's release totem virtual shadow, but that thing was a physical thing, it wasn't big, only about the size of one palm, at that time didn't pay much attention, just treated it as a toy with nice patterns and casually threw it into the storage ring.

  I hastily took it out and handed it to Dakuru, saying: "Dakuru, when I was adventuring before, I found a small thing that looks like the totem you released. Take a look, what's this thing for?"

  Dakuru took it and looked at it, excitedly shouting: "Ha! This is the lost artifact of my Shamanism, 'Earth Totem'! How did it end up in your hands?!"

  I didn't have time to bother with him either, I just said: "We'll talk about these later, if they're useful you can use them first, the rest we'll discuss later."

  Dakuru grasped the totem in his hand, muttering incantations. In an instant, the toy-like totem grew larger in his hand, and Dakuru hastily planted it into the ground. In the blink of an eye, the totem swelled to a height of three meters, emitting waves of natural energy. The totems that Dakuru had previously planted also became much clearer, almost substantial. Each of the totems released their strongest magic: the fire totem produced fireballs as large as basins, which continuously smashed onto the black ground, crushing the undead creatures emerging from it; the air totem unleashed powerful lightning chains, instantly striking a large group of undead creatures; the water totem surged with natural energy, infusing each of us with immense vitality and rapidly replenishing our magic. The wind totem automatically continued to grant us "Agility" spells, allowing us to easily dodge attacks. The central earth totem unfolded a massive magical canopy, shielding all of us within its protection. No matter how the undead creatures attacked, they could not breach this protective barrier.

  I stared at Dakuru in amazement and said: "Dakuru, this totem has become so powerful in your hands! Now we're going to make a big profit!"