In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

Elder Bai and Cangying stepped forward, shielding Viktor behind them. Cangying thoughtfully took out a bottle of recovery potion containing blue liquid and said:

"Sprinkle this on your wound or drink it to relieve your pain."

"it is good"

Viktor gave a bitter reply and whispered:

"You guys... be careful."

This undead bone dragon is clearly very strong; even someone with the strength of an A-level demon is no match for it.

Cangying nodded, looked up at the three-headed monster hovering in mid-air, clasped his hands together in a series of hand seals, and coldly said:

"Restraint".

After Cangying used his silk thread skill to bind the bone dragon, Bai Lao immediately flashed onto the monster's head, his eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty light, and his terrifying aura steadily increased.

The undead bone dragon struggled violently, a hint of fear appearing in its proud and unruly eyes. The inconspicuous old man above its head was actually bringing an aura of death to it.

"That can't be, right? Is it scared?"

Outside the barrier,

As the summoner, Aardman could clearly feel the fear emanating from the bone dragon, and his first reaction was disbelief.

Even an A-rank demon could not be a match for his summons, unless that old man had the strength of a demon king.

is it possible?

A demon king has come to cause trouble for Kreman in person? Or is he doing this while his master is away from home?

It's impossible to imagine. Demon lord-level monsters aren't commonplace; why would they bother the 'low-profile' Demon Lord Kleiman?

So Aardman gave the order:

"Undead Bone Dragon, break free of your restraints and tear them to shreds!"

Undead Bone Dragon: "........."

Huh? Don't you want to assess the situation first?

Can you see if I can still move?

The mere restraints of the demons on the ground rendered it immobile, and a scythe of death was practically pressed against its neck.

It was absolutely devastated. Why did it have to come out and show off when it should have stayed in the spirit world?

The summoned creatures completely ignored him.

Aardman was greatly alarmed and felt a vague unease creeping into his heart.

It seems those two oni-humans are not simple, especially in terms of strength; he can't see through them.

Old Bai didn't care what the monster in front of him was feeling. He only knew that he was here to complete a mission, and anyone who stood in his way would die!

call out--

The sword blade sliced ​​through the sky, and Elder Bai's figure almost became a blur, appearing in all directions and unleashing countless attacks.

Cangying also coordinated with Bai Lao's attack, continuously tightening the silk threads, causing the bones that were entangled to begin to collapse and cave in.

In no time at all, the three-headed monster was torn to pieces by the two of them together; it could only be described as utterly worthless.

Viktor stared in shock, speechless.

Aardman, outside the barrier, felt his legs go weak and almost tried to escape.

The enemy's strength was somewhat beyond his expectations; the undead bone dragon couldn't even be restrained.

Did this mean that the barrier he had set up in advance hadn't even had a real effect before the battle was over?

Viktor's injuries have been mostly healed thanks to a potion.

"So strong."

Viktor was both amazed and shocked.

Is this the strength of His Excellency's subordinates?

He thought the Ice Guards and that female dragon were already incredibly powerful, but these guys in front of him... he couldn't possibly defeat any of them.

.......

"Old...cough cough, what should we do now, Elder Bai?"

Viktor stood behind the two of them, now he dared not be careless at all, after all they were still in a strange barrier and had not escaped danger.

"Hehe..." Old Bai stroked his beard, chuckled, and glanced at Victor behind him, without mentioning what had just happened.

Instead, he looked outside the barrier at Aardman's location.

"Is someone still watching us?"

Upon hearing this, Cangying and Victor looked in the direction of Elder Bai's gaze, but all they could see was a vast expanse of white.

"Clang"

Aardman took a step back in fright, the flames in his heart throbbing wildly.

"That old guy can see me? That's a joke!"

But then I thought, he's not much different from a ghost now, so what's there to be afraid of?

When he was still human, all his comrades and soldiers died in a war to defeat the Demon King, and he was cursed by the legendary Demon King Kazalim, becoming an immortal skeleton.

Now, due to the curse, he has become the King of the Undead, resurrecting his former comrades into creatures just like him.

......

Elder Bai and Cangying exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's thoughts.

This barrier is strange; it can continuously generate undead, forming a massive army that charges towards them.

However, these undead are only at the level of low-level monsters and pose no threat to them at all.

Viktor alone is enough to solve the problem.

However, this alone is not enough. The undead will resurrect again and again, endlessly, but their physical strength and magic power will not.

"Souei, you should have figured it out by now, right?"

"Hmm." Cangying nodded, carefully examined the barrier, and said:

"The structure of this barrier is somewhat similar to that of the Western Holy Church, and its function is to suppress or restrict the magical energy of the imprisoned monsters."

"Hmm, and it seems that guy made some improvements to the result, which can devour the imprisoned's magic energy and feed it back to the undead."

Elder Bai made a startling statement: "In other words, if this drags on, the undead will only grow stronger, and ultimately we will only become nourishment for them, and we will die!"

Viktor's pupils contracted upon hearing the word "will die".

Cangying thought about it and agreed with Elder Bai's conclusion.

That's right.

"Is there nothing we can do? Should we ask Tempest for help, or His Majesty the Duke?"

Viktor felt a chill run down his spine. Was he really going to die after just venturing out into the world?

Without a second thought, Old Bai shook his head and refused, "Tempest only has Julai at home right now, he can't spare the time."

"Asking Lord Gransta for help is even more impossible."

"My lord is still at the Demon King's banquet. How could I trouble you to take action? Even if I die, I will not cause Lord Gransta any trouble."

Cangying didn't speak, but nodded in strong agreement.

"Then let's die." Viktor spread his hands and gave up, sitting cross-legged on the ground, completely resigned to his fate.

"Sigh, I've lived for hundreds of years as an elf, yet my strength is still inferior to that of you two great demons. I've lived in vain."

"I just never expected to die at the hands of a group of undead. I haven't even become the world's greatest swordsman yet..."

Blah blah blah...

Before he died, Victor rambled on and on, glanced at the undead around him who were now just skeletons, sighed, and said:

"After I die, will I become immortal like them?"

"Will His Majesty Salion come to see me?"

"Will I ever have a chance to see His Majesty Salion again?"

Cangying and Bai Lao glanced at Viktor, who was sitting on the ground and starting to slack off, and a look of surprise and amusement appeared in their eyes.

......