Mage Legend-Chapter 362 - 30 episodes Unable_4

The power of the Undead Magic Bead is almost completely depleted, and there aren’t many undead creatures left inside. However, the three creatures flying in the sky are the strongest undead of this Divine Artifact—the Dragon Witch Demon.

But Fyyian knew in his heart, let alone three, even ten Dragon Witch Demons couldn’t possibly capture the Holy Land Heather. However, he had one more thing to do. Something more important than claiming this land.

The Elf Queen saw the shadow flying in from the horizon. She raised her hand, and a beam of light shot out from her fingers, accurately striking Fyyian.

The Disfigurer was startled, but then realized that this sudden spell hadn’t caused any harm. Following the light, he saw the queen’s small boat. After a brief moment of astonishment, he commanded the three Dragon Witch Demons to charge down.

Nosta’s heart almost leaped to his throat, and he immediately used his Great Druid abilities, transforming into a giant Air Element. Roaring, he flew out of the Holy Temple’s window.

The three Dragon Witch Demons surrounded the queen, taunting her by grinding their bone teeth with a creaking sound or flapping their membrane-covered bone wings to blow wind at the queen’s face. But no matter how eager they felt to shred the elf before them into pieces, they couldn’t act without orders from Fyyian.

"Hello, Elf Empress, it’s been a long time since we’ve met," Fyyian commanded one of the Dragon Witch Demons to entangle the approaching Great Druid Air Element, then continued, "I wonder what you called me here for?"

"Actually, you called me here," the queen said. "When the first smoke of war tainted the forest leaves, I heard your summoning. Ambition, hatred, and anger, these three sounds produce the music most loathed by elves." freeweɓnovel-cøm

"This is just a prelude, just a prelude," Fyyian said. "I look once more at the beautiful Holy Mountain behind you, and I can’t find the right words to describe my feelings right now."

"You’ve been away from elven music for too long."

"You’re right, it has been a long time," Fyyian stomped his foot on the back of the Dragon Witch Demon, commanding it to calm down. Then he said, "Madam Empress, honestly, do you have the confidence to guard the Heather Holy Mountain? Is that powerful Magic Barrier already active, so you can appear before me?"

"As long as the elves’ faith does not disappear, Heather will not be defiled. Your undead cannot enter the holy mountain’s range."

"Yes, my undead indeed cannot," Fyyian took out the Undead Magic Bead from his robe, watching the black aura swirling inside. "This thing is very simple, it gathers nearby deceased souls and transforms them into undead. Or stores undead creatures eliminated by its user. And the Magic Barrier of Holy Land Heather is also straightforward. Once activated, all evil souls besides the elves will suffer severe damage, even the Dragon Witch Demons can’t easily break in."

"But!" Fyyian said, "The souls of those dead elves can freely pass through that barrier."

After saying this, the last wisp of black gas in the Undead Magic Bead disappeared, and the thousands of elves who had perished in the first undead attack transformed into ghosts, standing neatly behind Fyyian. Their eyes longingly looked at the Heather Holy Mountain, knowing it was their souls’ final resting place. But they clutch their weapons tightly, the same weapons they once used against the undead before they died. Once Fyyian’s order arrives, they will, with a determination to return to that Sacred Land, seize the white Heather Mountain Peak.

"Now, are you still sure you can stop this horde of undead?" Fyyian said.

"No, it seems I have no way," the Elf Queen calmly said.

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