Living as a Demon Lord in the Dungeon

When the vampire saw the dragon flames ignite on Sean's body, a clear look of disappointment flashed across his face.

He was eager to see if Sean would pull out a new magical artifact similar to this strange long banner, or if he would unleash some incredible new ability.

If we can uncover this information, I believe His Highness the Prince will reward us handsomely!

However, the information that he was a sorcerer and a follower of evil gods was obviously of little value.

However, he currently has no other means to force the other party to come up with new tricks, so he can only wait and see.

Meanwhile, on the island in the middle of the lake, Sean was using incredibly skillful sorcery to relentlessly bombard the lich's skeletal army.

Although these skeletal warriors are a level above the skeleton warriors, they are still cannon fodder at best, at most high-level cannon fodder.

They were utterly powerless to resist the barrage of evil spells and incantations!

"Dragon's Flame Burst!" "Dragon's Barrage of Fireballs!" "Dragon's Roar!"

Before long, the entire island in the middle of the lake was turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The once-fierce tide of skeletal warriors has now been burned to ashes.

These evil flames, gifts from the abyssal dragons, don't just burn matter; they can incinerate even the soul.

This great fire completely severed the lich's chance of summoning these skeletons again.

"Damn it, how come his evil energy hasn't run out yet?"

The lich looked at Sean amidst the raging fire, his heart filled with anxiety.

Sorcerers' curses are powerful and quick to cast, but their only drawback is that their evil energy is very limited and cannot be generated on its own; it can only be replenished by offering sacrifices to evil gods.

Therefore, to deal with a sorcerer, all you need to do is deplete his evil energy as much as possible. Once he's exhausted his energy, you can do whatever you want with him.

But to his utter surprise, Sean was completely unafraid of these expenditures, because what he used when casting the spell was not evil energy at all, but the demonic energy in his dantian!

The so-called evil energy is actually the power of the abyss that has been processed a second time by the evil god.

The demonic energy within Sean's body originates from the innate demonic energy within the abyssal amethyst; the two can be said to share the same origin.

Since Sean achieved Foundation Establishment, all the demonic energy within his body has transformed into liquid demonic essence. The demonic energy formed from a single drop of his demonic essence is almost comparable to the evil energy within an ordinary sorcerer.

Based on the amount of demonic energy he currently possesses, he hasn't been completely depleted yet, but the lich himself is probably already exhausted.

Seeing that Sean's bombardment hadn't shown any signs of slowing down, the Lich realized he couldn't continue.

This person in front of me cannot be judged by ordinary standards!

Conventional methods are completely useless against him! We have no choice but to unleash our last trump card!

Boom boom boom!!!

Several streaks of fire shot into the sky, interrupting his thoughts.

Sean, a fireball gathering in his hand, laughed and said, "It's a life-or-death battle! How can you be so disrespectful to me if you're daydreaming at a time like this?"

"Hurry up and use whatever other tricks you have! Otherwise, it'll get too boring!"

The lich waved his hand, conjuring bone shields that blocked the fire serpents' attack. With another wave, countless bone spears rained down from the sky like a storm.

Sean neither dodged nor avoided, but pushed the fireball in his hand around his body, turning it into a towering pillar of fire that burned the bone spear above him to ashes.

While Sean was dealing with the bone spear, the lich, which was flying in mid-air, suddenly swooped down and then disappeared into the underground of the castle.

Immediately afterwards, the entire castle began to shake violently, and finally collapsed with a crash.

Sean flashed outside and saw a colossal creature made of white bones crawling out of the ruins of the ancient castle.

"A bone dragon? That old bastard's pretty good at hiding!"

Sean frowned slightly. He could sense that the soul fluctuations of this skull dragon were almost completely synchronized with those of the lich.

"Oh, I see. I was just wondering where your phylactery is since you transformed yourself into a lich."

It seems you've made this entire dragon skeleton your life casket, haven't you?

Hahaha, that's interesting, and quite an idea.

The casket is the lich's soul essence; as long as the casket is not destroyed, the lich is virtually immortal.

Most mages design their phylactery to be small and inconspicuous when they transform into liches.

This necromancer, by going against the grain and choosing a sufficiently powerful bone dragon as his life casket, has taken a different path.

"Hmph, you think that's all?"

The lich's voice came from the bone dragon's mouth: "Do you think that after studying necromancy for hundreds of years, I will be the same as other magic-based mages when I transform into a lich?"

Today I'll show you my magnificent achievement!

A powerful surge of spiritual energy emanated from the bone dragon, which opened its mouth and uttered an obscure and incomprehensible incantation that sounded completely unlike anything a human could produce.

Sean was taken aback at first, then his expression changed drastically: "This is... Dragon Language Magic!?"

A violent surge of elemental energy swept in, engulfing the entire island in this indiscriminate bombardment.

Sean quickly condensed the flames of the demonic dragon into several shields to resist the rampage of the elements.

Dragon language magic is an ancient magic unique to the dragon race, and each spell is powerful and highly effective.

The magic humans use today is mostly derived from elven magic. Compared to dragon magic, it's somewhat insignificant.

Humans aren't unwilling to learn dragon magic, but casting it requires a dragon's unique soul imprint. Not to mention humans, other races are basically out of luck.

Therefore, dragon language magic is basically exclusive to dragons.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually managed to cast dragon language magic by injecting his own soul into the bone dragon's body.

And then there was the two-headed ogre leader we encountered last time at the magic crystal mine camp, who was stitched alive together.

It has to be admitted that this necromancer is indeed quite skilled; no wonder even the vampire prince admires the old man's abilities.

"What a formidable opponent..."

After the dragon language magic, Sean dispelled the flame barrier and retaliated with a roar of a demonic flame dragon.

As a result, the opponent neither dodged nor evaded, and took the hit head-on!

The bone dragon flapped its wings dismissively: "Dragons have a high resistance to magic! Boy, your evil magic hasn't escaped the realm of magic either!"

You're out of options now!

After saying that, he swooped down and bit down.

Sean snorted coldly, and the raging demonic flames transformed into a pair of dragon wings, carrying him into the sky, narrowly avoiding the bone dragon's attack.

"A giant dragon, huh? That's certainly troublesome..."

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and flew away from the poisonous miasma, with the bone dragons following closely behind, attacking relentlessly.

After breaking through the poisonous miasma, Sean suddenly flew to the vicinity of the vampires, then suddenly accelerated back to his army and grabbed his Thousand Soul Banner.

The vampire quickly dodged the bone dragon's attack, looked at Sean who had rejoined his army, and thought to himself.

"Something terrible has happened..."

But the bone dragon laughed loudly, "You've all gathered together? Then I'll kill you all!"

Sean held the Thousand Soul Banner in front of him: "Is that so? Then let me show you my killing formation!"