Chapter： 194 Eighth-Level Illusion Spell Mental Burial!
His withered muscles and shriveled skin, which looked like a mummy dug up from a grave, began to fill out after absorbing the Grand Mage's soul. His once bloodless, dry skin gained a bit of luster, and even his skeletal head started to grow some flesh.
"Haha, by absorbing all your flesh and souls, turning them into my essence, this undead body will be reborn!"
Harrison's piercing voice became a bit more resonant.
But the evil intent within it did not diminish at all, and the malice it contained made the high-ranking Spellcasters present shiver and break out in cold sweat.
Meanwhile, the enraged golden dragon didn't notice that the already dead Grand Mage slowly opened her eyes. However, they no longer held the wisdom they once did, replaced by a lifeless, puppet-like gaze.
Eighth-Level Illusion Spell: Mental Burial!
The magic within the Grand Mage's body began to operate again, but her first target was the golden dragon Matthew holding her.
At this moment, Matthew had already closed in on Harrison within fifty meters, his dragon mouth preparing a searing Dragon's Breath.
Noticing Aisaya's unusual state, he was momentarily stunned and looked down with a smile of relief.
"Great, Aisaya, you're not dead!"
However, what met his eyes was a pair of lifeless pupils.
Immediately, a sharp pain pierced the golden dragon's brain, as if a red-hot iron rod was being twisted inside.
"Ah!"
The golden dragon let out a painful wail, losing control of his body in mid-air, tracing a golden arc before crashing into the ironstone wall with a thunderous impact. The massive force caused the ground and the ironstone wall to tremble violently.
The golden dragon, rolling on the ground, gradually transformed back into a human form, and within a few seconds, lay motionless.
"An Eighth-Level Mage dares to challenge me!"
"Offering your weak soul to me is what you should be doing!"
Harrison's violent and evil gaze swept over Matthew's body.
The Soul Bind spell tugged at the soul, and Harrison immediately devoured it, causing his withered body to swell slightly.
Matthew's body then shakily stood up again, just like Aisaya, enveloped in death with no trace of consciousness.
High above, Brian watched the scene unfold on the ground, feeling a chill in his heart.
The situation changed so quickly, it was almost impossible to keep up.
Two high-ranking Spellcasters, one a Ninth-Level Grand Mage and the other an Eighth-Level Mage, died in succession in less than thirty seconds.
They had almost no ability to resist.
This terrifying creature that emerged from the shadow of the Dimor Spellcaster was surrounded by an aura of death, fear, and coldness.
A lich.
And a legendary lich transformed from a Legendary Spellcaster, a dual-legend in necromancy and enchantment.
He wielded Ninth-Level Spells with ease, as if they were second nature.
Brian hadn't expected that, just after wondering what it would be like if that ancient silver dragon transformed into a dracolich, he would encounter a genuine legendary lich.
And clearly not a novice in the legendary realm.
"This place is too dangerous to stay!"
Brian made a decisive decision and said to Roger and Alissa in a deep voice, "This lich is a legendary creature, extremely dangerous. We need to leave here immediately."
As he spoke, his body turned into a streak of silver light, ready to flee.
Roger and Alissa were no fools. Realizing the dire situation, they followed closely behind Brian, like two flames streaking across the sky. The black dragon and green dragon were a beat slower but quickly took to the air at full speed upon seeing this.
Meanwhile, Harrison looked up, his teeth clattering as he sneered sinisterly.
"The bodies of true dragons are excellent supplements. Do you think you can escape?"
"Today, all living beings present have no choice but to merge with me and become my power!"
