Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 221 The Disappearance of Amaiya
"boom!!"

Another fireball exploded among the undead, and the explosion swallowed up a dozen undead creatures and turned them into ashes, but soon, more undead creatures filled the gaps left by the flames.

Nemesis' face was as pale as paper. He knew that the magic power of his simulacrum was almost exhausted.

“You haven’t given up yet? How many spell slots do you have left? To be honest, I’m surprised you’ve been able to hold on until now.” In the sky, Varius lowered his eyes and looked down at Nemesis who was about to be submerged by the tide of undead creatures, and said lightly.

He was indeed surprised. The mage in front of him was only at the level of a seventh-ring mage. Even with the help of psychic power, his magic power should have been exhausted long ago.

Nemesis clicked his tongue, feeling a little unhappy. As a mage, it was normal for him to do two or even three things at once, but right now most of his energy was spent on drawing the runes of the artifact, which also caused him to be unable to pay attention to everything during the battle.

Thousands of undead creatures were already giving him a headache, and the Dragon Cult wizard would occasionally use spells to sneak attack him, forcing him to use psychic powers to constantly dodge.

As a result, not only were all his magic points exhausted, but even his spiritual energy was almost used up.

"The power of simulacrum is still not enough."

Nemesis sighed. The simulacrum was indeed stronger than other mages of the same level, but it was still powerless against a nine-ring mage.

But Varius also suffered losses. In the previous battle, he lost more than half of his carefully crafted undead army. There were only about a thousand skeletons and zombies left. He even lost one of his precious Soul Prisoners.

Although it is very easy to collect corpses in this new continent, it also costs money to create undead creatures.

He lost so much in order to kill a seven-ring mage, which made him extremely depressed.

Not only Nemesis, but the one thousand knights fighting against the Kingdom Army were also unable to take care of themselves and lost many men. Although the Kingdom Army was not as strong and well-equipped as them, they had the advantage of more people, and now it seemed that they could not hold on.

Nemesis shook his head, stopped casting the spell, and just stood there quietly, looking at Varius.

Varius ordered the undead creature to be restrained and floated to the ground: "Swear to the gods and be loyal to me, and I can spare your life."

He looked at the wizard in front of him with a hint of anticipation. The fact that he had so many spell slots showed that he had excellent intellectual talent. If such a genius were to submit to him, he would also contribute to the cause of the Dragon Worship Cult.

But the person who was already in a desperate situation in his eyes just chuckled. Instead of grasping this last straw, he looked at him with some sarcasm.

"We'll see you again."

Nemesis looked at the other person and spoke word by word. The next moment, his body turned into a ball of ice and snow, which melted into water and flowed into the ground.

"what?!"

Varius was startled, and hurried forward, lying on the ground, and touched the liquid that the wizard had turned into.

"It's water. Is this a simulacrum?!"

Varius was filled with shock and could hardly believe what he had discovered.

That wizard could only cast seventh-level spells and was at most level 14. With just that, Varius didn't take it seriously at all.

However, everything before his eyes proved that the object he had been fighting against the undead army he had carefully created was actually just a simulacrum? !
Varius also knew something about the extremely rare spell [Simulation]. Even though he was not good at illusion, he knew that the professional level of the simulacrum was only half of that of the caster.

In other words, the owner of this simulacrum is actually a level 28 archmage? !

"No wonder. No wonder he has so many spell slots," Varius muttered to himself, feeling extremely confused. How could the Golden Legion have a level 28 legendary mage? How was this possible?

The Cult of the Dragon also had its own sources of information in the Amn Empire. He had heard of the strongest legendary wizard in the Amn Empire, "Flowing Gate" Boris, but he was only a level 24 legendary wizard.

Where did this big shot come from? How dare he speak so arrogantly to the other party just now? !
When Varius thought of his arrogant behavior just now, he felt trembling now, as if a terrible legendary spell would emerge from an unknown source at any time and crush him into slag.

The strength of the Dragon Cult is not weak. Not to mention those powerful dragon-lich allies, the Dragon Cult itself alone has a legendary spellcaster.

But this is the New World, and Varius is alone. What ability does he have to compete with the other party?

At this moment, Varius just wanted to immediately summon the nine-ring spell [Gate to Another World] and escape from the New World and return to Faerun.

"find him"

In a trance, a vague female voice came into his ears, causing Varius's expression to change.

"The Great Mother of Dragons"

Varius knelt on the ground with a look of respect. He put everything that had just happened behind him because he knew that the voice was a warning from the Mother of Dragons.

He must complete his mission.

"Find the child. And the silver dragon"

The voice disappeared, but Varius was stunned.

The child was his mission, but a silver dragon? What was that?
The oracle revealed new information, and if he went deeper he might encounter the legendary wizard of level 28. After thinking for a while, Varius decided to leave this troubled place first.

The Golden Legion is so powerful that the fall of Nicsaran is an inevitable future, and he must prepare for the oracle of the Mother of Dragons.

As for Kurtaka's army?
They are just a bunch of dead people who are doomed to fail.
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In front of the pyramid of Pankuru, under the flag of the three gods, Andreston was quietly waiting for the arrival of the kingdom's army.

Syfar and Shana also stood on the high platform, looking into the distance.

"Teacher, do we really want to stay here?" Xia Nai asked with some concern.

Sefar stroked his white beard and did not answer. He just brought up another topic: "What about Amaya? Hasn't he been found yet?"

Shana sighed. She really didn't want to stay here and fight for the interests of the Golden Army. "No, not yet. Ever since the accident when I teleported away that day, I used prophecy to search the surrounding area, but couldn't find it."

Sefar nodded, with a trace of worry in his eyes. Over the past few days, he had developed some affection for the poor child. Although he knew that the child was protected by the remnant soul of a god and should not encounter any danger that he could not deal with, he was still a little worried when he thought of the scene that day.

"Teacher, have you found out what the five-colored light that suddenly appeared that day was?" Xia Nai asked.

Sefar shook his head.

When they were teleporting out of the pyramid basement that day, something suddenly happened during the teleportation. The three of them were teleported to a different space with five colored lights: red, green, black, blue, and white. Although it was only for a moment, Sefar, as an experienced wizard, knew that this was definitely not a normal situation for teleportation.

The five-colored light disappeared in a flash, and the next moment they were teleported out of the city, but Amaya, who was following them, disappeared.

(End of this chapter)