Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 276: 274 The Will of the Goddess_1

Translator: 549690339

You have a grudge against that Silver Dragon, but I don’t.

The Death Lord’s only need is to devour Moray’s last trace of soul, and no matter how fast or slow I act, he’s there and can’t escape.

Moreover, that trace of soul occupies a small proportion in the main body.

The Death Lord is already very strong now, and whether or not he gets him is of little consequence; at most, it just makes me feel no regrets.

It’s hard to come up here, Moray is just a matter of course, if we don’t do something big, it’s not worth the effort we’ve spent.

And you Dore people just move your mouths, and let the great Death Lord work for nothing? There’s no such good thing!

Riley looked at the Death Lord with a calm face but internally cursed him from head to tail.

But considering the Death Lord’s formidable strength and special ability, although she has divine protection, she is not worth mentioning in front of him.

Helplessly, Riley suppressed her anger and said to the Death Lord, “Then what if we’re willing to send troops to help you attack Nolan Forest together?”

Hearing this, the Death Lord couldn’t help but look at Riley a few more times.

After waiting for so long, this Dore person finally said something reasonable.

So he propped his face with his hand, laid sideways on the throne, and said lightly, “The portal in the rift can be used by you for free.

The Black Knight and his undead army will be your allies. If you need anything, just go find Landry!”

The Death Lord’s words were simple: this time the attack would be led by you Dore people, and he would only send a limited number of undead troops to help you.

So, we do the hard work, and you just reap the benefits?

Riley looked at the Death Lord, who seemed like a statue and no longer moved, her teeth itching with hatred but powerless to do anything.

Because the great Spider Goddess’s patience is almost at its limit.

If we don’t seize the time to produce some results, we might be transformed into a dirty and ugly Spider-transformed Elf by divine power.

From a high-ranking High Priest to a Spider-transformed Elf, which is worse than a slave

This change of status is absolutely unacceptable to Riley.

She nodded to the Death Lord first, then left the extremely uncomfortable Bony Spire while cursing him in her heart.

For her position in the goddess’s heart, she now had a lot to deal with personally.

As Riley left coldly, the Death Lord stroked the throne beneath him and his entire spirit and soul began to merge slowly with the Skeleton Tower.

At the same time, the efficiency of the various Undead Transformation Fields centered around this tower began to increase significantly.

Even the transformed undead creatures trembled and knelt toward the tower.

Suddenly, a blue flame ignited on the withered, yellow bones of an ordinary Skeleton Soldier, and the Undead Flame in its skull burned more fiercely.

At the same time, its jaw opened and closed, uttering dry and awkward words.

It had suddenly evolved into a more advanced undead creature with simple intelligence, a step above ordinary skeletons.

Many others shared similar circumstances, while some skeletons or zombies collapsed weakly on the ground, and in no time at all, they were sent back to the Transformation Field for the next cycle by the surrounding undead.

The painstaking construction of this Skeleton Tower by the Death Lord was not just to satisfy his own vanity and provide a residence; it was one of the core abilities that allowed him to dominate the Dark Domain.

Through this tower, he could significantly increase the speed of undead transformation within a certain range and had a certain chance to evolve the newly born undead.

Although evolved undead might fail and die on the spot, they would just be sent back to the Transformation Field as fresh material once again.

Back and forth, apart from taking up more time, there was no significant loss, deserving the title of the undead perpetual motion machine.

Through this tower, the sensing range of the Death Lord had also been significantly raised; currently, almost half of the Dragon Bone Wasteland was within his sensing range with Black Gold City as the center.

The idea of the Death Lord was actually very simple; since everyone was already here, why not just play the stale trick of destroying the world.

For the undead, a destroyed world would be the most suitable paradise for them to live in.

Riley moved quickly and by the next day, Dore people and other underground races had crossed the portal in the rift.

Meanwhile, Black Knight Landry had been waiting here for a long time.

What Riley cared more about was the noticeable slash marks on the armor of the Headless Knight.

For a top-level undead creature like the Black Knight, the armor on his body is already part of his body.

Any injury could recover automatically with the passage of time.

Looking at the scars on Landry’s body, it should have been a few days ago, and the fact that he hadn’t fully recovered by now was enough to prove the strength of his opponent.

Feeling Riley’s gaze, Landry looked down at the marks on his body and naturally understood her confusion.

He said calmly, “I encountered a powerful Goblin before, and these marks were left by him.”

“A Goblin?”

Riley’s disbelieving expression was as if she’d seen a ghost.

You’re one of the top undead generals under the Death Lord, wouldn’t even a group of Goblins be no match for you, let alone one

In fact, Landry didn’t lie, but whether Riley believed it or not was beyond his consideration.

But Riley didn’t delve any deeper, instead urging the troops behind her to quickly pass through the portal.

She brought a considerable number of soldiers from the Dark Domain this time, and it was fortunate that the portal built by the Death Lord was so large, or else the transportation of personnel alone would take a lot of time.

You should know that the construction cost of a teleportation gate is astronomical; even Otto’s method to link two places is to use Burrowing Worms to dig a tunnel underground.

Only a deep-pocketed dog like the Death Lord would have the resources to build such a large portal.

Since he was carrying the will of the goddess, Rays really pulled out a large number of people this time, including members of high-ranking families that were once hostile to her in the city-state.

In addition to the fully armed Dore warriors and various alien fighters, many Dore mages and priests of noble rank also traveled through the portal.

Of course, most of these Dore were women.