Under the tomb of Zhang Qilong

Rog looked at the pale mist in the distance from afar. His smiling face had been completely closed for many days, and his eyes turned completely silver.

"What did you see?" Although Androni opened her eyes wide, she could only see fog. Although the sense of power told her that there were many powerful beings wandering back and forth in the fog, her eyes could not see anything.

"It is worthy of being the cemetery of the higher dragon clan in the north. There are so many cemeteries guarding!" Roger's tone was very solemn.

Androni's face also became solemn. She knew very well how powerful the guardian of the Dragon Grave was.

Before dying, no matter how far apart the dragons of many races will try to go to the cemetery formed by their clan thousands of years ago, and then quietly wait for the end of their lives inside.

In order to prevent anyone from disturbing the peaceful rest of the dead dragon, during the thousands of years of the formation of the dragon cemetery, the powerful dragons have been constantly transformed into undead after death and permanently protect the dragons' long sleeping place. Because only the powerful dragons with sufficient strength have the opportunity to become guardians of the cemetery, although the undead in the form of a soul can only inherit a small part of the power and wisdom of their previous lives, their strength is still extraordinary.

The longer the Dragon Grave, the more dragon souls you will be. In some Dragon Graves with a long history, there will even be dragon lichs!

In front of you, there is such a vast dragon cemetery, how many cemeteries are guarding the pale fog?

Roger turned his head and said, "Annie, you must follow me tightly and must restrain all your breath and not let out any anger. The feeling of guarding these cemeteries is very sharp."

Roger then casts an adjusted weak curse on Androni. The effect of this curse has been greatly weakened, but the magic power consumed has increased exponentially. The only special effect that so much extra magic brings to this undead magic is that the cursed person will emit a very strong aura of death.

As for Rogge himself, the cemetery guarding in the state of soul was without body, and he had no escape under the scanning of his mental power. As a necromancer, Rogge simply wrapped himself up with the breath of death. In the eyes of these cemetery guarding, as long as he did not move, Rogge was simply a pile of bones.

Roger led Androni into the pale mist.

There are dozens of square kilometers of hills in front of you, one in the east and the other in the west, with countless giant dragons.

Roger observed the movements of the purposeless and wandering cemetery guarding the purposeless cemetery, and led Androni carefully to move along the edge of the Dragon's Cemetery. His eyes searched for each dragon's skeleton, but they all ended in disappointment.

Since when, there has never been a cemetery guarding around the two.

Roger was suddenly shocked. Without thinking about it, he pulled Androni over and held her firmly in his arms. Then, a breath of death that was as rich as a substance surged out of him, wrapping the two tightly together.

A nearly transparent dragon appeared silently above the two of them. It seemed to have a high level of wisdom, and it was alert to search for the ground, and even passed through the skeletons of the dragon. Anyway, it was in the form of a soul, without a body, and could pass through the keel without any obstacles.

Roger knew that after all, Androni was there, and if he was too close to the guardian of this cemetery, even if he was a necromancer, he would not be unaware of it.

He took Androni carefully to move on the ground little by little, and then slowly hid into a sunken ground under the keel.

The cemetery guard searched repeatedly for a long time and found nothing. Then he flew unwillingly to the depths of the cemetery.

Rog put into Androni's ear, pressed his voice very low, and said, "It seems that you can't enter the center of the cemetery. You slowly retreat from here to outside the cemetery, and then stay and wait for me to come back."

After saying that, without waiting for Androni to agree, Roger carefully sneaked into the center of the cemetery alone.

Androni looked at Roger's figure gradually disappearing into the thick fog under the cover of the dragon's skeleton, and couldn't help but worry. She suddenly thought about the reason why Roger sneaked into the Dragon's Cemetery, and she hadn't asked clearly.

Time seemed to pass very slowly, and Androni waited more and more anxiously. For some reason, Roger didn't come out of the Dragon Cemetery. But she didn't have the ability to go into the Dragon Cemetery to find people. Androni's sword skills had almost no effect on this guardian of the Dragon Cemetery, which existed in the form of souls, and only had to be beaten passively.

After a while, Androni suddenly remembered something and her face turned pale immediately.

The wrath of the goddess of nature on Roger!

However, at this time, she had already felt a little natural energy flashing in the Dragon Cemetery.

If it were in the vibrant forest and lake, such a faint natural energy would not be noticed at all. However, in this Dragon Grave filled with the breath of death, this natural energy was like a lighthouse in the darkness, emitting dazzling light.

The entire Dragon Cemetery was in full swing!

The large and pale clouds of clouds kept surging, and bursts of sharp whistles that could not be heard from the ears came from inside. I don’t know how many cemetery guards were gathering towards the center of the cemetery.

Androni suddenly remembered Feng Yue and her expressionless silver eyes.

"Oh, why should I promise you... Forget it, I have agreed... Death Fengyue, don't see me a few more times?" She sighed secretly, pulled out the blue starry sky, and a little blue starlight lit up from the tip of her sword.

She stared at the large pale clouds and gently bit her lower lip.

The Starry Sky Dou Qi had already reached its peak in a blink of an eye. Androni rushed towards the Dragon Cemetery with a blue light.

A dull thunder suddenly sounded in the center of the Dragon Cemetery, and then a strong breath of death soared into the sky, and the pale clouds around it also hovered up, and a death tornado was formed in a blink of an eye!

Androni rushed into the Dragon Grave. It seemed that all the cemetery guardians were attracted to the center of the cemetery, and no one came to say hello to the new invaders.

Looking at the Ruoda Dragon Grave, she didn't know how to find Roger's whereabouts. After all, if this fat man wanted to hide his breath, she would definitely not be able to catch it.

At this moment, the familiar figure suddenly rushed out from the center of the Dragon Graveyard and rushed towards it. Behind him was a large area of ​​blurred scenes with slightly white light, and it was hard to tell how many guards of the Dragon Graveyard chased him out.

Androni immediately turned around and fled outside the Dragon's Graveyard with Roger.

The two of them didn't know how far they had escaped. Most of the cemetery guards had to go back. Only one cemetery guard who looked particularly huge still followed the two of them.

Roger suddenly stopped, stared at the strange cemetery guardian, and sneered: "Do you think you are the powerful silver dragon in your previous life? Now that you have no companions, I can't deal with your undead? Bah! With that little power in your soul, you dare to chase me!"

The cemetery guard roared angrily a few times, and opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of white mist!

Androni could only stand aside and watch. There was almost no place for her to intervene in this battle. Although the Starry Sky Douqi has some ability to attack souls, its strengths are not in this regard. With the ability to protect this cemetery, it can completely withstand her starry Sky Douqi. The cemetery guard has no body and is completely immune to physical attacks. Therefore, Androni even wants to help Roger, but she has no way to help.

Near the Dragon Cemetery, because the breath of death is too strong, Androni's sacred fighting spirit cannot be used at all. Otherwise, she would not have been so at a loss.

Roger grinned, and a silver light shield condensed from his left hand, blocking the mist outside, and then quickly approached the cemetery guard. The cemetery guard kept spraying out white mist that could erode the soul and vitality, but they were all blocked by the light shield condensed with pure mental power.

In a blink of an eye, Roger had reached a sufficient distance from the cemetery guardian.

He suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, then opened his mouth, and a sharp roar burst out, with vague silver ripples, directly pounced towards the cemetery guard!

Amid the sharp roar, the cemetery guardian was like a phantom reflected on the lake. The soul-shaped body kept waving with silver ripples. It seemed that it was struggling in great pain, but it was completely unable to resist the attack of the roar.

Roger snorted, crossed his hands, and after several gestures, one chain after another wrapped in pale flames appeared out of thin air, crisscrossing, and locked the cemetery in the blink of an eye.

‘Dead Control’ is an essential spell for almost every great necromancer. Depending on the magic, objects and methods of use, this magic can have many ways to achieve. Rogue now uses it to bind the action ability of the cemetery guardian. For some low-level undead, this magic can be used to enslave those undead and obey the commands of the spellcaster. For those lower-level undead, the effect of magic slavery is permanent.

Seeing that he had successfully bound the guardian of this cemetery, Roger began to try to suppress his consciousness of resistance, but perhaps because he was a silver dragon in his previous life, this cemetery guardian disdained Roger's various threats, and only desperately attacked the magic chain formed by the control of the undead.

Roger frowned and his face became stern. He chanted another spell, which led to the fire from the demon world and began to burn the cemetery to protect the cemetery.

The flames of the Demon Realm have the ability to attack the soul. Under its burning, the cemetery guardian felt unbearable pain, it roared, it struggled, it even cried!

Roger and Androni both know a little bit of the dragon language, and Roger, as a necromancer, can understand the thoughts of undead creatures from the soul level.

This cemetery guardian was indeed crying in shame because he could not bear the pain he had never experienced.

But it just doesn't give in!

Bang! The soul guarding the cemetery could not withstand the double oppression of magic flames and magic chains, and finally exploded into a completely unconscious death energy.

Roger looked angry. He thought he could conquer a servant with good power, but he didn't expect that the living silver dragons were difficult to deal with. They were still so stubborn after death. So much so that the fat man was angry that the force of summoning the flames of the Demon Realm was slightly stronger, and he actually burned it!

Roger was angry and a little regretful. At this point, he had to start absorbing the scattered pure death energy that was burst out from the cemetery guard. These energy that had just separated from the soul was extremely pure. With Roger's ability to control the soul, he could be absorbed directly to replenish his own power. However, compared with a dragon soul with considerable wisdom and attack power, this energy was tantamount to the difference between sand and pearls. The more Roger thought about it, the more he regretted the rage he had just now.

He suddenly remembered that it was mentioned in the Holy Book that anger is also a sin.

But no matter what, his main purpose of this trip to Dragon Cemetery has been achieved. Although it is not perfect, the result is acceptable.

Roger took out a large dark moss-like thing from his arms and handed it to Androni. A long distance away, Androni smelled the unbearable stench emitted from it.

Roger smiled and said, "Don't have this expression, this is a dragon bone grass!"

Androni was startled and no longer cared about the stench and dirtyness. She snatched the keel grass from Roger and asked, "Is this... the keel grass that can prolong life? So, Froya..."

"Yes! With the Dragon Bones, she will not be in trouble for at least a few years. Take this to the Oracle City, and Froya should have been there at that time. With her knowledge of magic, potions and alchemy, she should know how to use the Dragon Bones. I have something else to do, let's separate here!"

Androni asked, "What if I leave, what should I do if the wrath of the Goddess of Nature among you?"

Roger laughed and said, "Don't worry, I can handle it for at least ten days before I need a rest! This time is enough for me to finish the work."

Androni was stunned, then immediately woke up and said angrily: "You!... It turns out that you have been lying to me to let me be with you!"

Rogge nodded with a smile: "That's right!"

Androni was furious and had her right fist clenched!

Androni suddenly sighed and dissipated the starry sky fighting spirit that had just gathered. She carefully put away the dragon bone grass, then looked at Roger deeply, and sighed softly: "You went deep into the Dragon Cemetery, it turned out to be for the dragon bone grass. I really didn't expect... Alas, Fuluya, she is really happy!"

Roger smiled and said nothing.

It was not until Androni's figure disappeared in the dark forest that Roger took out a piece of bone from his arms. This was a piece of bone taken from the dragon skull with a silver complex mark on it. Roger carefully observed the piece of bone, pondered for a long time, and then put it in his arms.
Chapter completed!