Chapter： 201 A Dragon Comes Upstream
In the sky, Brian looked at the Lich, who was laughing maniacally with a face full of greed and covetousness, his brows furrowed.
The power of time continuously flowed like fine threads into the River of Time, using Time Dragon Revert to call upon his future self. However, those detestable future Brians never truly responded to him, even though Brian clearly felt that Time Dragon Revert had already made contact with the target.
Below, Harrison's laughter gradually subsided. He straightened his expression, returning to his sinister and malevolent demeanor.
Because he had absorbed too many souls in a short period, his mind was slightly chaotic.
Harrison was aware of this, but it was unavoidable.
Hundreds of thousands of souls, carrying the memories, personalities, and life experiences of hundreds of thousands of people, merged into his body. Although this was gradually constructing his immortal form, making him stronger with each soul he absorbed, so many different souls also had some impact on him.
However, it was worth it.
For true eternity.
Looking up at the massive Time Newborn Dragon, Harrison's gaze was cold.
"You were trying to get close to me and use the Time Dragon's spell-like ability, the true Time Stop, weren't you?"
"Heh, you almost succeeded."
Hearing Harrison speak his thoughts, Brian's face turned a bit grim.
He currently mastered five time-related abilities.
Two different effects of Dragon's Breath, Time Manipulation's Acceleration State and Slow, and the most powerful Time Stop... but these methods seemed unable to help him now.
His spellcasting prowess was far inferior to that of a legendary Spellcaster.
As Harrison spoke, the deathly aura around him flickered.
Whoosh!
A large amount of despair, death, and fear energy surged like a tide, turning into thick black smoke that covered a range of hundreds of meters with Harrison at the center, making it impossible to see what was inside.
Life essence and souls continued to converge around Harrison.
The aura inside rapidly strengthened, causing unease.
Seventh-level necromancy spell: Corrosive Black Mist.
Blocked by the black mist, Brian lost sight of the legendary Lich, his mind instantly becoming highly tense, not daring to relax in the slightest.
Inside the Corrosive Black Mist, Harrison licked his lips, his newly grown flesh and lips moving as he uttered clear and profound syllables.
Just by speaking the name, he could cast the enchantment school command spell once again.
And without any reservation, he used the ninth-level command: Death.
This spell, the moment the word "death" was spoken, would hit its target regardless of whether they heard it, as long as there were no countermeasures.
To counter a ninth-level spell... Brian's spellcasting prowess was far from reaching that level.
"Command..."
Brian heard the word, and his face changed instantly.
Now that Harrison was using a command spell again, it was definitely not for defense but for attack.
Hiss... Brian thought of the instant death of a ninth-level Archmage.
Without a second thought, he activated the highest Acceleration State again, his body turning into a straight silver line shooting into the sky, moving away from the legendary Lich at his fastest speed while constantly changing his trajectory, zigzagging in S or L shapes.
In Brian's understanding, the power of a spell would weaken with increased casting distance, and high-speed movement would also make it difficult and obstructive for the opponent's mental lock. In the absence of countermeasures, maintaining high-speed zigzagging was a good strategy.
If it were a ninth-level Archmage casting this spell, Brian might have avoided it this way.
But he was facing a Spellcaster who had been legendary for decades.
A feeling of being firmly locked on lingered.
Even though he had flown a considerable distance from Harrison, those four syllables still followed him like a shadow, like the whisper of death, ringing clearly in Brian's ears.
Brian used Time Stop, but it couldn't prevent the spell from taking effect.
Command: Death!
This ninth-level necromancy spell didn't have the earth-shattering momentum of a ninth-level evocation meteor swarm, but its completely restrained killing intent and power were even more chilling.
Boom!
While flying at high speed and constantly changing his trajectory, Brian felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body coming to an abrupt halt.
In that instant, Brian felt a sharp pain, both from his soul and his body.
It was as if an invisible, indestructible giant spear had ignored the defense of his hard dragon scales and directly pierced through his body and soul.
He felt like an ordinary person who had fallen into a pool of strong acid, his entire body in excruciating pain, struggling in the bottomless abyss of death.
Brian let out an uncontrollable low growl of pain.
"It hurts, it hurts so much..."
With his entire body in pain, his brain couldn't think effectively. He could no longer control his flight, falling towards the Earth like a bird with broken wings.
Blood flowed like a river, and the ground filled with skeletons and undead creatures grew closer.
As he neared the ground, Brian barely mustered a bit of strength, flapping his Dragon Wings to mitigate the impact of the fall.
Crash!
The silver dragon fell from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground.
In a burst of shockwaves and dust, the surrounding undead creatures within dozens of meters were blown away. The blood-stained ground formed a crater, surrounded by cracks.
"If you had grown a bit more, I would definitely avoid you if we met."
"But a Newborn Dragon hatchling, whose strength may have just entered the legendary level, compared to me... heh, what a wonderful day."
Harrison looked at the spot where Brian had fallen and gave a sinister smile.
Raising his hand, a beam of ghastly green light shot towards the still-settling dust.
Ninth-level necromancy spell: Soul Bind!
Whoosh!
A strong wind blew.
With a flap of his well-defined Dragon Wings, Brian dispersed the dust and moved his body sideways, narrowly avoiding the ghastly green beam.
Harrison was slightly taken aback.
A thousand meters away, amidst the dense undead creatures, the silver dragon's scales had turned dull and were covered in cracks, exuding a weak life force. Even the once-bright platinum Dragon's Eyes had lost their luster, looking dispirited.
Some undead creatures lunged at the silver dragon, only to be swatted away by his Dragon Wings.
"Not dead?"
"What a powerful life force. As expected of a Time Dragon, to withstand a Command: Death as a Newborn Dragon and not die."
Harrison's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
For ninety-nine percent of creatures, Command: Death was a one-hit kill.
If the target had extremely strong life force, Command: Death could only extinguish a large amount of their vitality, unable to kill them instantly.
But such life force was rare among creatures.
On the other side, although Brian hadn't died as Harrison had hoped, he was still in a bad state.
His body was unprecedentedly weak, his vision blurred, like an ordinary person suffering from a severe illness, unable to muster any strength.
However, despite his poor condition, Brian's face showed a hint of relief.
The reason for his relief was simple.
Time Dragon Revert had finally received a tangible response.
In Brian's vision, the River of Time, spanning heaven and earth, appeared with a vortex in the sky. The previously calm flow of the River of Time Water was now turbulent, spinning rapidly. The time vortex was also growing larger, with a faint silver-gray hue visible within.
A powerful future Brian was coming upstream in the River of Time.
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