Lich's Diary (II)

"Boom——"

There was only a loud sound of air bursting.

Extremely hot flames poured out from the man's palm, turning the originally dark tomb into a sea of flames. Everything in the tomb was illuminated by brilliant flames.

The firelight illuminated the man's face particularly clearly, and the Lich could even observe the playful smile on that handsome face.

The air twisted and Mars splashed.

Tongues of fire danced wildly.

"Ouch——"

"No, no-"

"Human! How dare you-"

The sound inside the tomb was extremely noisy.

Those Undead Creaturess that are extremely terrifying to ordinary people were wailing, screaming, and roaring. They fled in all directions, hoping to escape from this sea of fire.

But no matter how hard they struggled, they still couldn't escape the raging tongues of fire, and could only be mercilessly devoured by the flames.

The fire lasted for three minutes.

Hundreds of Undead Creatures have been wiped out, but there are still clusters of remaining Embers burning on the floor of the tomb, and they are even continuing to spread.

"Crack!"

The man snapped his fingers and the flames went out.

In just a few minutes, this originally "busy" tomb became empty.

Only the walls and coffins were covered with charred marks, the ground was covered with a thin layer of ash, and the green smoke from the dissipation of the undead was everywhere.

"There are so many undead."

"I wonder how much 'material' has been consumed over the years?"

The man sighed softly. He raised his hand, and a breeze blew by. The ashes were blown away, revealing a passable road in front of him.

He continued walking deeper into the tomb.

Behind him, tongues of fire swam like living creatures, eventually pouring into the gaps in the walls of the tomb and destroying the pale white skulls hidden in the secret compartments - that was a vicious magic weapon that could transform human remains into Undead Creatures.

This "Cannibal Tomb Chamber", which has killed countless people for hundreds of years, finally ushered in its complete end at this moment.

In Soul Weeping Castle, the will-o'-the-wisps in the lich's eye sockets are swaying.

"Sorcerer."

Bone Pen beside him is still writing furiously.

"With this level of flame control ability, it is very likely that he is a Legendary Sorcerer. It's so strange. How could a human like Magic Wasteland like Anzeta appear?"

"The situation is getting worse. Maybe I should sleep as soon as possible and hide for a few hundred years - after dealing with this intruder."

Aurest The will-o'-the-wisp Blink is in the eye socket, and the rotten mist is emitting.

He gently stroked his skull with his withered hands and said in a cold tone, "So what if it's Legendary Sorcerer?"

"Just a mortal."

"They still cannot escape the fate of death and their final destination - this is the despicableness of mortal things. They can never be compared with an immortal existence like me."

"You will be my last prey before falling asleep."

The Lich stared at the man in the image with his empty eyes and said this.

Aurest's self-confidence was not without any support. He had long expected the intrusion of a spellcaster and had made all preparations in the tomb a hundred years in advance.

Even if it is Legendary Caster, the Lich is confident that it will suffer heavy losses.

The heavy stone door slowly opened.

Ahead is the dark, endless Deep Corridor, like a huge mouth that bites people, and the sound of howling wind can be heard from time to time.

"Death Corridor."

Keosius stared at the corridor with emotion.

In the previous life, this place was called "Death Corridor", and it was also the most disgusting level in this dungeon. Countless traps and necromancy circles were arranged in it, and they were all interlocking and quite clever.

Even the professional player group led by Singo experienced several annihilations before passing through this corridor and entering the next tomb.

"I really miss it."

Keosius strode in without hesitation.

And in Soul Weeping Castle dozens of miles away, a certain lich is watching all this, expecting that the human who broke into the tomb will become completely naked.

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

"Bang! Bang"

"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by a series of noisy sounds.

Hundreds of mechanisms and traps in Death Corridor were triggered one after another.

There are arrows painted with Bone-Corroding Poison flying in mid-air; there are Steel Spikes that can pierce flesh and blood protruding from the wall; there is a miasma that can cause a person's whole body to fester; there is an acid pool that can turn humans into skeletons appearing on the ground. But this is just the beginning.

Spells are the most deadly in this corridor.

The Death Array, Mark of Fear, and soul-catching formations painted on the ceiling and walls can inadvertently take away the lives of those who pass by.

But Keosius just walked forward calmly and leisurely, without being affected in the slightest.

The arrows, Steel Spikes and even the venom were blocked by invisible barriers before they came into contact with his body and could not hurt him at all.

[Death Array] on the wall suddenly lit up, and endless mist of death poured out from the magic circle. The ghosts imprisoned in it wailed, trying to take away the lives of the intruders.

However, Keosius just waved his hand gently and erased the formation.

The [Undead Resurrection] spell on the ceiling awakens hundreds of bones and remains in the corridor into undead skeletons and zombies.

They roared and rushed toward Keosius, but were burned to ashes by the flames again.

"It's so noisy."

"Why does this lich like to pile up monsters so much? He should design Dark Souls Twelve in his previous life."

"Boom!"

Keosius stamped his foot, and all the surrounding mechanisms, traps and magic circles dimmed instantly, and finally shattered.

The whole Death Corridor suddenly became quiet, and all the noise stopped abruptly.

Death Corridor, which was once called "the most disgusting level in history" by players and had never been broken through by anyone in hundreds of years, was finally completely destroyed.

This Death Corridor was supposed to torture players for several days, causing dozens of top professional players to suffer and suffer numerous casualties. However, Keosius, a "cheating" guy, easily got through without even expending much effort.

Keosius continued to stride forward.

This Death Corridor is built on Underground Cave and is several kilometers long.

Stone statues of men, women, and children depicting different stages of death and corruption are lined up along the walls of the inner hall. There are dozens of tombs where the dead are buried on both sides of the long corridor, and Undead Creatures will flow out of them continuously - but these are not his goals.

His destination is Doomsday Tomb, the resting place of Myrkul's Doom Elder located in the deepest part of Ancient Mausoleum.

"How... is that possible?"

"How could he be so relaxed?"

Within Soul Weeping Castle, the lich's voice was no longer as calm as before, as if everything had nothing to do with him, but became a little anxious, even a little irrational.

Liches are indifferent to the affairs of living creatures-unless they themselves are involved.

It's no wonder that Aurest is so out of control. After all, after passing Death Corridor, that mysterious and dangerous man is not far away from his Phylactery.

Phylactery, that is the treasure that every Aurest values most, and it is also the biggest secret of the Lich's immortality.

"No, it won't."

"He won't find my Phylactery."

"I have many arrangements in the next tomb. Even if he is really Legendary Sorcerer, he will not be able to escape from those spells."

"Even if he withstands all the spells, he still won't be able to find my Phylactery. What's more, I have the last perfect means to hide Phylactery."

"How can these short-lived mortals, whose lives are as fragile as ants, be compared to the hundreds of years of preparation I have spent as an immortal?"