Chapter 134 Ascension Ceremony (I)

The bone eagle screamed in the air, and the death knight quickly passed over the ground.

Countless hellfire beads spewed out of the beak of the bone eagle, causing explosions on the ground again and again. The dark green ghost flames that corroded everything spread on the ground. Those flames exuded a strong eclipse force. As long as they were slightly contaminated, their lives would be devoured, making the earth like hell.

"This place - no living people are allowed!"

The old Ward hovered in the air, waving the silver sword of the eagle in his hand. One by one, the rotten skeletons crawled out of the soil. They were summoned by the undead commander and came from all directions to surround these uninvited foreign guests.

Seeing this, Medoras raised the bloody sword high, and a faint light flashed in his pure black eyes.

[The Oathbreaker Guides Divine Power: Control the Undead]

A thick dark mist erupted with the greatsword as the center, and all the skeletons in the range were controlled and turned against each other.

And the players also used various light and fire spells to easily destroy these fragile skeleton undead creatures.

Alger stared at the death knight hovering in the air.

He was too familiar with those movements and skills. Even if old Ward became a death knight, he could still see the traces of his life at a glance.

A red bond appeared in his hand.

With a loud eagle cry, the dragon vein giant eagle Eagle appeared out of thin air.

This is the new feature of the Red Scale Conqueror that has reached level 10 - [Dragon Vein Connection]. It can summon its mount anytime and anywhere with the help of the bond of the essence of dragon blood magic.

Alger turned over and rode on the giant eagle, whispering: "Come on. Ward Chris, my old instructor."

"Let me see if your skills have faded after becoming this ghost thing."

"Cry——"

Another loud eagle cry, the dragon vein giant eagle spread its wings and flew, climbing rapidly, its momentum was no less than that of the terrible bone eagle with ghost flames.

The death knight hovering in the sky naturally noticed the rapidly approaching enemy and greeted it without hesitation.

"Humble living creature."

His bones made a crisp sound of creaking.

Alger and Ward circled back and forth in the air, testing each other again and again.

Turning, rolling, soaring, diving, their movements of controlling the giant eagle have long become instincts, as if they were carved from the same mold, but Alger's movements are obviously more radical, and he often makes thrilling operations with a flash of inspiration.

The blazing bright flames and the green ghost fire intertwined together, and the movements of the two knights in the air were dazzling, and people could only see the figures and fire flashing by.

"Not bad."

Alger wiped the sweat from his forehead breathlessly, and his tone was a little excited: "Old Ward, your skills are still there."

Many scars appeared on his half-dragon body, and the eroding black mist was even slowly corroding those wounds.

"Humble living creature - go to hell -"

Death Knight Ward was not much better, his plate armor was broken and scattered, cracks appeared on his bones, and ghost flames were burning, healing his wounds.

They slowly climbed up, and then dived towards each other.

This was the final charge duel.

The two men held their swords tightly, their bodies bent slightly, and their diving postures were almost the same.

But at the moment when they were less than ten meters apart, Alger and the Dragon Eagle simultaneously let out a shocking roar.

[Dragon Roar Charge]

This dragon roar has the essence of magic, and even undead creatures will be terrified by it.

It was as if a huge red dragon illusion appeared above them.

"Dragon"

The Death Knight was slightly distracted.

The Bone Eagle under his seat was also frightened and stiffened.

However, Alger seized this fleeting opportunity firmly.

"Cut along!"

The Half Dragon Knight took advantage of the rapid dive to cut down.

With a crisp sound, the Everburning Greatsword easily cut off the bones at the Death Knight's neck, and the skull burning with a vicious light flew high, and then dimmed.

The bone eagle under his seat also lost its immortal essence. The ghost flames wrapped around it extinguished, and its body turned into an ordinary skeleton. The scattered bones fell from the sky.

Alger landed lightly on the giant eagle.

He casually dug a small hole in the ground, buried the cracked skull in it, filled it with soil, and stomped on it twice to compact it.

"Rest in peace, poor old guy."

"I will kill that old vampire."

Alger stared at the heavy gate of the Rackman Castle, which was carved with complicated patterns, and muttered to himself.

...

Underground of the Rackman Castle.

The space here is unusually wide. It doesn't look like the inside of a building. It's like a huge underground world.

Bats are flying in the dark, mice are wandering in dark corners, and blood slaves are wailing in pain in iron cages.

In the center of this underground world is a huge stone platform with a radius of 100 meters, on which twisted and strange runes are carved. The surrounding area is a bottomless abyss.

The stone platform is surrounded by seven tall stone pillars, which are carved with devil patterns. Almost every stone pillar has a vampire spawn wrapped in blood-soaked iron chains.

They are like sinners in religious myths, tied to the stone pillars with iron chains, naked, with strange tattoos on their backs.

Each of them has an extremely fanatical expression on their face, singing evil songs.

Even Alexia, the eldest daughter of the Rackman family, was tied to one of the stone pillars, taking off her heavy dress, revealing her pale and beautiful body naked.

However, this scene was not at all erotic, but rather had a bloody, weird sense of horror.

She whispered softly: "On the day of the full moon..."

"Bats celebrate, sick rats sing."

"Blood mist covers the sky, shadows overflow."

"Day is coming, eternal night descends."

"He will become the immortal king of the night!"

"He will become the eternal master of darkness!"

"Let our blood boil in His body, let us embrace the great ascension!"

The sound of bats flapping their wings rang out.

Brad Rackman came from the end of the passage. He did not take the stairs, but floated in the air and slowly rose to the stone platform.

His scarlet eyes were filled with endless greed and expectation, and he was intoxicated like reciting a poem.

"Finally..."

"I have been hiding in the dark for 172 years, and now I finally get my reward."

"Ascension, as long as I complete the great ascension, nothing will be a problem. Even dragons cannot stop me."

"My children..."

Duke Brad looked at the naked vampire offspring tied to the stone pillar with obsession, his eyes full of undisguised twisted love. In a sense, he truly loves them.

These are his offspring.

They are also the fuel for his ascension.

Duke Brad seemed to think of something, and frowned slightly.

"It's a pity... Todd didn't come back."