Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 220: Dragon Worship

"I see."

Varius smiled gently, and suddenly raised his left hand with the magic ring on it. The ring glowed with light, and a thick black beam suddenly shot out.

Nemesis' face darkened, and his heart sank. This body was a simulation he created. Without the help of the red dragon, he might not be able to defeat the mage in front of him. He had hoped that the other party would appreciate his kindness, but he didn't expect that he would turn against him and attack him.

The black beam of light seemed to come from an endless dark abyss, like a black lightning, instantly tearing through the air. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be distorted, making a crackling sound.

That was the eighth-ring necromancy spell [Black Thunder], and just one strike could completely destroy this fragile simulacrum.

The edge of the black beam flickered with a strange light, like a ghost dancing in the dark. It rushed forward at an extremely fast speed with an unstoppable momentum.

But Nemesis is not only good at spells, he is also proficient in psychic powers, especially teleportation powers.

A silver light flashed, and Nemesis immediately disappeared from the spot. The black thunder lost its target and fell on a knight. The black light wrapped around it and turned it into a pool of mud in an instant.

Varius' eyes sank when he saw his attack missed. He recognized that it was the fluctuation of psychic energy, and couldn't help but feel a little troubled. Psychic energy was mysterious and ever-changing, and even he couldn't be fully prepared.

The next moment, Nemesis appeared behind Varius, and at the same time, an invisible stand appeared.

Seventh-ring defensive spell——[Instant Anti-Magic Stance]!
Nemesis and Varius were only two meters apart, but the range of the anti-magic stance was as high as ten meters! In just a moment, all the magic items on Varius fell silent.

Sixth-ring psychic power——[Dark Beam]!
Nemesis did not stop. He could not cast spells, but his psychic power was not affected. An obscure beam of light shot out from his hand.

The beam of light was inconspicuous at first. It was dim in color and had a nauseating smell. Varius was hit by the beam before he could react. His movements instantly became slow, and he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Even his nerve reaction speed became extremely slow.

"Damn!!"

Nemesis was about to continue casting the spell, but an extremely powerful magical power burst out from Varius' body.

"Magic Web, accept my call!"

A huge amount of magic power was drained from Varius' body, resulting in one less nine-ring spell slot for him today.

Nemesis did not hesitate and immediately used psychic teleportation again to leave the anti-magic area.

Sure enough, as soon as he left, a ring in Varius's hand lit up, and a scorching flame exploded in a ring around him at 360 degrees.

"The Evoker's archetypal power [Calling Mana]? He is also good at necromancy and spells. This wizard is not simple."

Nemesis narrowed his eyes. Most mages were not the sons of legendary mages like Sefar, who were born with a golden key, the sons of the chosen of the goddess of magic. Even for a nine-ringed mage, being proficient in spells of two factions was already normal.

The Varius in front of him was able to attack just now because of the Shaper's paragon power [Calling Mana]. This ability allows the caster to sacrifice one of his highest-level spell slots in exchange for the ability to ignore the dead magic area and summon the magic web.

Adding in spells from necromancy and conjuration, he used spell abilities from three factions in a short period of time. This mysterious wizard's abilities were by no means simple.

Varius dusted off his robe and said, "The anti-magic stance restricts my ability to cast spells, and I can use my psychic power to attack. It's a good tactic. Are you a psychic?" No one paid attention to his question. The few seconds of fighting were enough for the knights to react. They picked up their bows and arrows and shot at Varius in the sky.

At the same time, the soldiers pouring in from the city gate also rushed towards Nemesis and others.

Under the powerful arm strength of the knights, the arrows flew towards the wizard in the sky, but Varius had no reaction. The moment the arrows touched him, they were stopped by an invisible force, and then turned around and shot towards the knights.

"It's the [Reverse Arrow]. Don't waste your energy. Just go and stop those soldiers." Nemesis said calmly.

"Yes!"

The black knights rushed towards the enemy like unstoppable swords. The fragile warriors of the kingdom were instantly defeated by their horses and spears. But soon, more soldiers came up, and the knights had to fight with these soldiers in the narrow city streets.

Seeing that there was no one around Nemesis, Varius took out a long-nosed pot made of black clay.

"Meet my servants."

Varius tapped the long-nosed pot gently, and wisps of black smoke poured out from the mouth of the pot, gathering into black mist on the ground.

"Wait, damn, the Dragon Cult?!" Nemesis was shocked when he saw the Long Nose Pot.

This pot is called the [Black Earth Mud Pot] in Faerun. It is a very peculiar standard legendary magic item.

Anyone who owns this pot is hated by almost everyone in Faerun, because its production process is unique to a cult called the Dragon Cult.

This organization believes that the world will eventually be ruled by dead dragons, so all members are proficient in necromancy and are tirelessly searching for powerful dragons. They use various benefits or force to persuade (force) them to transform into dracolichs.

Since most of the spellcasters of the Dragon Cult are proficient in necromancy, they developed a magical item called the [Black Earth Clay Pot].

This pot has no other functions. Its only function is to store things like a space bag, but it can only store one kind of thing, and that is undead creatures.

The necromancers of the Dragon Cult hide the undead creatures they create into black clay pots and carry them with them, which greatly enhances their combat effectiveness.

One of the most embarrassing weaknesses of the necromancers is that when they walk alone, they lack their usual carefully crafted minions as combat power, but with the black earth mud pot, this shortcoming is perfectly compensated.

This also makes the [Black Earth Mud Pot] sought after by many necromancers, but since the technology to make this magical item is only possessed by the Dragon Cult, and the Dragon Cult is a cult that is hostile to all churches on the continent of Faerun, the necromancers can only sigh at the pot.

"Good eyesight, you recognized me. Looks like you have to die today." Varius shook his head with some regret.

The black smoke spread across the ground at an extremely fast speed, and soon formed a large cloud of black fog. In the pitch-black darkness, countless roars were heard, and then countless undead creatures walked out of the black fog.

Nemesis frowned upon seeing this. This dragon-worshipping wizard apparently collected a large number of corpses to create undead creatures. Just from his rough calculations, there were at least four thousand skeletons and two thousand zombies in front of him.

Not only that, there are also many high-level undead creatures!

(End of this chapter)