Wizard: I Can Synthesis Everything-Chapter 183 - 180: The Tide of Magic and the Curse (VIII) Undead Lord

Chapter 183: Chapter 180: The Tide of Magic and the Curse (VIII) Undead Lord

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Seeing that interrogating this dimwit wouldn’t yield anything.

Lin Suo even felt a bit reluctant to make a move; bullying an idiot wasn’t very fulfilling.

It’s as if Xunsa’s head had suddenly lost its collector’s value.

Which was very disappointing to him.

Level Seven Blue Dragon bloodline wasn’t useful at all; forget it, I’ll wait until I encounter a Level Nine Blue Dragon.

Lin Suo shook his head in great disappointment and distanced himself from the three blue dragons.

Fearing he’d catch the stupidity if he stayed longer.

Time to skedaddle.

Xunsa was still somewhat baffled, chatting with the two of his kind beside him.

Not long after, the dragon flock reached the edge of Undead Island.

In the grey mist, there was a blank space.

Where two people were fighting fiercely.

It was the battle fluctuation he sensed earlier, between the Blood Clan and humans.

Baylesis, the Level Nine Red Dragon, rolled its big eyes and quickly came up with a plan.

"You all search along the Undead Island, see if there’s anything unusual, and leave three upper-grade dragons with me to act together."

"Okay."

Sparse voices of agreement rose.

At first, the red dragons indeed acted as Baylesis had ordered, but it didn’t take long for their search to yield nothing but undead swarming to besiege the human Wizard Towers.

Too normal.

Nothing interesting.

Hence, when the first red dragon voluntarily deviated from its course without returning, it headed straight to the Volcanic Islands.

It’s like asking a god of sleep to exercise 23 hours a day.

What a joke.

Evil Dragon nature kicked in, back to sleep they went.

One told ten, and ten told a hundred.

Before long, the evil dragons had all scattered.

Lin Suo was quite speechless; it seems they’ve gotten too used to slacking off without the oppression of overpowering strength.

Evil dragons do whatever they want.

Not even their own fathers can control them, unless beaten up.

"Brother Leo, wanna head back together?"

Lin Suo turned his head to look.

Three goofy-looking blue dragons had come over and invited him to return with them.

What a godsent opportunity!

According to his personality, he should’ve slaughtered them.

Yet for some reason, maybe it was the last bit of a bottom line and conscience, awakening his dormant kindness.

These guys were frighteningly naive.

"Forget it, let’s not kill them."

There’s no use in killing them if there’s no Level Nine bloodline.

He mumbled to himself.

Lin Suo directly refused; he wanted to stay and have a better look at the Wizard Towers on Undead Island, which represented the roots of Black Wizards.

He let the giant dragons go, and he wouldn’t take the initiative either.

Let’s just wait and see.

What if a Black Wizard couldn’t bear it anymore and chose to abandon the Wizard Tower and flee?

When the people are gone, whatever is left they surely don’t want anymore.

Taking ownerless property, isn’t that just perfect.

The opportunity for a fortune was delivered to his mouth, to not swallow it would be asking for a lightning strike.

Seeing that Brother Leo had no intention of befriending them, Xunsa was a bit disappointed. Before the arrival of the Level Nine blue dragons, their status was low.

Living at others’ grace.

But among the white, black, green, and red dragons, the red dragons were still more suitable.

Among the Five-Colored Evil Dragons, the red dragons were the strongest.

The previous Blue Dragon King had died in battle alongside the Red Dragon King, and there were ancestral friendships.

The three dragons left.

Lin Suo wandered aimlessly at the edge of Undead Island, looking around.

Soon, he saw two familiar figures.

Simon and Iris.

He paused and quickly realized, indeed he had heard that Simon was stationed on Undead Island when they met last time.

So they were here.

Simon was on this side of the continuous Undead Sea, summoning a large number of demons, continuously killing Undead Skeletons.

Iris even held a small whip, with rotating blades on it snapping like a meat grinder.

Paired with her scanty, sexy clothing.

Lin Suo thought it through.

Even if she is a demon, she’s not that bad.

"Eh?!"

Suddenly shaking his dragon head, Lin Suo became alert. He was never a man ruled by carnal desires.

Was it his dragon nature influencing him, or Iris’s innate charm?

Boom!

Just then, the ground began to tremble, opening fissures, and the grey mist dissipated a lot.

Many undead fell into the ground fissures.

Something had opened!

"So that’s it."

Lin Suo’s eyes cleared, he spread his wings to soar, and vanished into the high skies.

On the ground.

Iris licked her lips, the instinct of desire allowing her to spot that dragon shadow in the sky.

"The scent of Teacher Rhein... hiss~"

"What are you doing! Let’s go, the passage of Undead Island has been opened, this is going to be a big trouble."

Simon put out Iris’s restlessness with a slap and grabbed the back of her neck to run, not even caring about the Wizard Tower.

Soon after.

A dragon claw suddenly reached out from the clouds, and the instant it touched the Wizard Tower, the tower quickly shrank.

Uprooted.

Leaving a huge hole on the ground.

Lin Suo was joyous collecting towers, as the moment the earth split, many Wizards had directly abandoned their Wizard Towers, choosing to flee as their top priority.

He reaped benefits, of course, he was happy.

It’s genuinely delightful, like finding red envelopes everywhere.

"Bone Tower塔€&倻*%姆#..."

"Undead Language?!"

Lin Suo, a scholar of languages, of course, knew the Undead Language and immediately understood the meaning.

"A descent ritual, no wonder they ran so fast."

After collecting a few more Wizard Towers, Lin Suo also simply fled.

Undead Language was different from Demon Language and Witch Language.

Only High-Intelligence Undead knew the Undead Language.

And once an Undead attained high intelligence, it must inevitably be at least a Lord-level creature.

Whether it’s an Undead Lord or a Demon Lord.

Their strength was at least Legendary-level.

A genuine hassle.

Currently, Padolon’s Legendary Wizards all had their own tasks, and Lin Suo knew far more about the ins and outs than the average wizard.

The Undead Lord was on the other side of the passage, attempting a true descent with the descent ritual combined with sacrifices here.

Hard to deal with.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Illidare the Silent held his Battle Blade and sliced off the head of a dwarf Duke.

Blood diffused in the air, and the wound healed once again.

Only a layer of Demon Fire clung fiercely to the wound of Duke Padolon, causing him great vitality loss.

"Illidare the Silent, useless, I am an Undying Body. The means of hunting demons barely restrain me."

"Is that so."

The Silencer sheathed the Dual Blade.

Striking a pose full of swagger, he snapped his fingers.

Whoosh—

Flames roared, the eerie Demon Fire, an incarnation of calamity, engulfed the dwarf Duke’s entire body in but a moment.

The pain that seared his soul made him lose his composure in fright.

"Soul Fire! You dare use a Forbidden Technique!"

So naïve. The Silencer did not respond; for ordinary wizards, they would avoid Forbidden Techniques at all costs, as the power was great but so were the side effects.

And one could suffer retaliation at the level of fate itself.

But for Black Wizards, they flocked to it.

Power, in their eyes, was the most valuable commodity in the world, and Forbidden Knowledge was at the top of that list.

Blood Clan members who seldom faced off against Upper Grade human wizards.

Their understanding of them.

Most came from the memory inheritance of the Ancestors, which was, unfortunately, outdated.

The dwarf Duke’s face turned an ugly hue.

It was uncomfortable being outwitted, but it wasn’t something he couldn’t accept, especially since the mission was complete. After some rest and recovery, his soul would heal from the burns.

"Hmph, but that’s just—"

Swoosh—

Just as he was about to spit out some harsh words and leave.

A swift red dragon shadow suddenly sprang forth, in a flash, biting off the entire upper body of the dwarf Duke.

All five Space Rings were snatched away!!!

"Whoohoo!"

The Level Nine Red Dragon Baylesis let out an ecstatic roar, worth the long wait, as he struck it rich.

The fisherman benefits from the snipe and clam’s quarrel.

He was such a Fisherman Wisdom Dragon! ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Taking off.

The upper body that was bitten off dissolved into a pool of blood, leaving behind five rings.

At the same spot.

Duke Padolon’s upper body grew back again, his facial expression as green as iron.

Now, his state of impotent fury was precisely the mood he was in.

Baylesis flew farther away with a few underlings, this made blood money, and he had no more interest in the affairs of Undead Island.

Let the Undead Lord come if he pleases, after all, they had the protection of the Legendary Dragon King. It was not a big problem.

Even the Silencer couldn’t help but twitch his cheek at this spectacle.

He had actually noticed the red dragon earlier but remained silent, never expecting the situation to develop to this point.

The arrival of the Undead was now unstoppable.

He took out a special All-Purpose Ball and sent a message to the nearest Legendary Wizard, then left as well.

Just as Duke Padolon had said.

He could not kill him.

That’s the way Blood Clan was, the stronger they were, the harder it was to kill, especially when at the same level.

To use a Forbidden Technique to severely injure him, ensuring he wouldn’t be able to interfere for a long time was enough.

In just a few breaths.

The chaotic battlefield was emptied, leaving only the dwarf Duke alone, his expression as colorful as a pie chart.

The very center of Undead Island began to collapse.

A bottomless Abyss took the place of the ground.

Endless Undead crawled out from it, a direct passage to the Undead Realm.

A giant bony hand as tall as a skyscraper reached out from it.

Clearly, it wouldn’t be long before the Undead Lord emerged from the passage.

Duke Padolon finally came back to his senses, snorted coldly, and was about to leave.

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Bang!

Lin Suo, as the floor-bound descendant, fired the shot in his life with the most Power of Dark Star imbued.

The little shark was drained dry and slumped down in a wilted slumber.

The dwarf Duke was amidst great joy and sorrow.

When the danger approached, he finally came to his senses.

"Steal..."

Crack—

The short stature, his head exploded like a watermelon, and his upper body was blasted into pieces.

But in just an instant, he recovered.

Duke Padolon’s expression turned grave as he uttered the last word.

"...Ambush!"

Relying on their perverse recovery ability, members of the Blood Clan had never made a habit of dodging attacks, even accepting full-force hits to pressure their enemies.

Their sense of crisis was not intense.

Just as Duke Padolon locked onto where Lin Suo was belly-crawling, ready to mock him,

He saw that mixed black and red Giant Dragon, calmly lifting its weapon, blowing the muzzle.

That indifferent gaze was like looking at a dead man.

How could a mere Level Six little dragon dare!

This was the most frustrating day of his life, truly miserable!

"I..."

What’s happening?

Duke Padolon realized his body was turning into ashes.

Ashification... or...

"No!!!"

A breeze swept past, and the dwarf vampire collapsed instantly, leaving only a pile of ashes to prove his existence.

Lin Suo then returned to his human form.

Muttering with distaste.

"The Power of Dark Star is as oppressive as ever, almost has a taste of Divine Power. Couldn’t really be some kind of powerful godly force, could it... Too bad."

Poking the ashes with a stick, Lin Suo found nothing.

Duke Padolon was annihilated thoroughly.

"Thought I was gonna strike it rich, what a loss."

But killing one of the Blood Clan’s thirteen Dukes still brought Lin Suo a billion points.

The Undead Lord was about to cross realms.

Its Desolation aura could cause catastrophic disasters.

Padolon’s destruction might very well accelerate, wondering how much longer it could hold on.

He quickly fled the scene of the crime.

Lin Suo let out Thea who had been observantly silent the whole time and asked.

"What did you learn from this lesson?"

Thea giggled.

"When the snipe and the clam grapple, it’s the fisherman who reaps the benefits!"

"Not bad, but remember the gains of victory. We don’t engage in things that aren’t to our benefit."

"This teaching wasn’t successful enough, you have to outdo your master."

"Got it, Papa, I love you the most!"

"Hahahaha."

Father and daughter laughed as they walked away, leaving chaos in their wake.

At the same time.

Far off in the Nightfall Sea Area, the Eternal Night King, who sat high on his throne, suddenly opened his eyes—his direct descendant was dead.

Their Bloodline connection sent back the final scene.

"Red Dragon bastard..." "Red Dragon bastard..."