Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 138 I cast taboo transformation?
Hula la la la la la la.

The loud clang of the scholar's chains echoed like a rush of water in the shadowy corridors of Andry's night.

Lyall had wanted to remind him about disguises to hide from witches, but now didn't seem like a good time.The scholar's silver chains, like the tentacles of an enraged king squid, waved wildly in the air.There was magic rolling around the scholar, and the formed cyclone wrapped it, in Lyle's eyes, like a runaway drum washing machine.

The flowing magic power spontaneously formed a spherical barrier. Just a little closer, Lyle felt that the magic power on his body was being drawn out and became a part of the magic power barrier.Mr. Scholar has probably never noticed how dangerous it is to look angry.

Like a raging tornado, as Mr. Scholar advances, the place he walks becomes a mess.The magic power in the air became chaotic and restless, as a spellcaster, Lyall only felt the tingling of his skin.But this kind of chaos is not easy for sensitive magical creatures.The light of the light bats became flickering, and finally completely extinguished. Each light bat was suffocated by magic power, fell into a coma, and fell from the sky.Nia stretched out her tentacles to carefully place the little ones, and Lyle followed Mr. Scholar.

It wasn't until the two of them came to the pink door of the Cup of Extravagance that Mr. Scholar naturally restrained his temper.After three taps, no one replied, the scholar opened the door of the cup of extravagance, and went straight to Mr. Dragon's room.

That was a place where Lyall hadn't set foot yet, and the companions of the Luxurious Cup had their own independent space, and they rarely showed it to others.According to Mr. Gentleman, everyone has their own secrets, and these secrets are dark and bad.

He was right, Lyle was sure, Mr. Dragon's room was pretty bad.It's not like the treasure pile that Lyle once imagined. His room is a large cemetery.Human bones are scattered all over the floor, thickly spread on the floor, and you have no idea what color the floor is, because there are only skulls, ribs, and thigh bones under your feet.For scholars floating in the air, this is nothing, but Lyle needs to pay a lot of effort.Nia's tentacles turned into liquid and flowed under Lyle's feet, fixing the white bones under his feet like glue, so that Lyle would not step on the ground or be covered by bones.There is a huge booth in the center of the room, and the specimens of those rare and exotic animals are displayed in the window in an orderly manner, separated from the surrounding sea of ​​skeletons by a height difference of one meter, standing out among the cluttered piles of human bones, Mr. Dragon characteristics are evident.

The scholar came to the stand, while Lyall was still advancing among the skeletons.He came to a section of something that looked like a branch with black hairs on the surface, and a complete human skeleton was hanging from the top of the branch.

He patted his skull, as if he was knocking on the door or dialing the number.

"Dragon, Dragon, I need your help, tell me where are you?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lyle felt a sense of absurdity at a loss.This absurd feeling was quickly replaced by surprise and shock.

"Scholar, that body is newly separated, and the recovery ritual has not yet been performed, so it cannot be used yet."

Mr. Julong's words were still magnetic and calm, although there was a bit of stuffiness.But it is completely understandable, because the voice came from Lyle's feet.

With a bad feeling, Lyall moved his steps away.A pure white skull was embedded in the pile of bones, the mouth was opening and closing, and the green soul flames were lit in the eye sockets.The light of the fire, like igniting an oil field, passed through the sea of ​​skeletons.Until every deeply buried skull in the sea of ​​skulls begins to speak.The angles of their opening and closing are all exactly the same, and the many skulls all use the same voice, the voice of Mr. Dragon.

"teacher?"

"Epidemic doctor~~" responded with a wave of noise.It's probably like arguing with a thousand people at the same time.

Lyle was directly overturned by this power, but he did not fall.Just when Lyle's body was less than half a meter away from the protruding bone spurs, a pair of bony hands stretched out from the pile of bones to lift him up.

"Be careful, epidemic doctor~~"

"Okay, teacher." Lyle stood up again, and the only thing supporting him was the pair of bone hands under his feet.And with every step of Lyle, his predicted foothold will rise and a pair of bony hands will support him.

Lyle moved a lot faster, and even felt that this way of moving was very surprising, but he was a little embarrassed.

"Teacher Julong, there is no need for you to do this."

"The teacher itself exists as a stepping stone for the students to take off. Epidemic doctor, this is just a very realistic form of expression. Moreover, I also think it is very interesting to do this. You know, after the ontology separates us, we rarely leave this room .”

"Thank you very much, teacher."

The road supported by a pair of bone hands finally sent Lyle to the high platform.

Scholars inquire about the sea of ​​skeletons made up of dragon clones.

"Where is your body now, we need your help with something."

"In the Bone Spiritual Pagoda, the main body is holding a large-scale recovery ceremony for the next exam."

"Send us there."

"Of course, my old friend."

The sea of ​​bones began to boil, and the skulls with flames retracted into the waves one by one, forming a storm of bones.

Crack clack clack clack! ! ! !
As the bones were arranged and combined, a round bone door with a diameter of ten meters faced the two of them with a cold light.

The two walked into the light.

. . . . . . .

It was a bone tower standing in the Bone Grove.20 meters above the ground, at the very top, a pale skull whimpered silently, and several souls torn into strips surrounded the bone tower.Several hideous and distorted ghosts came to Lyle, showing their ugly faces, and were finally scattered by Nia's tentacles.

Several floating skulls are chasing the ghosts, sucking them into their mouths and chewing them up.

Lyle followed the scholar and walked up the ziming tower.

On the huge platform on the second floor, I found Mr. Dragon who was chanting in front of a huge magic circle.The gloomy atmosphere, low whispers, and cold magic power make Mr. Dragon's wide dragon doll costume stand out.

The scholar waited until the chanting of the incantation came to an end, and Mr. Dragon came in front of him.

"What's the matter? It's related to the epidemic doctor. I guess it's about saving the mermaid. Is that mermaid really related to that female popsicle?"

The scholar didn't pay attention to the dragon's teasing of Princess, because it would be endless.

"We need your knowledge, master of spiritualism," the scholar took out the lump of deceitful flesh, "we need you to cast the spell of forbidden transformation and create a deformed flesh for us. I know you are only proficient in bones, but Gotta try."

The giant dragon looked at the piece of black rotten meat, and was silent for a while, not knowing what to think.

Lyle couldn't help worrying, this feeling of letting others make decisions is really bad.Nia felt his emotions, and black tentacles wrapped around his neck.

"I can't help it, old friend." Lyle and Nia drooped their hands/tentacles in sync.

"But I have a better idea."

"what idea?"

Mr. Dragon didn't speak, and shifted his gaze to Lyle.After about two seconds, the scholar understood what he meant.

"How can this be successful? Epidemic Doctor is even just an apprentice of a spiritual master, how can he cast the taboo transformation spell that is a symbol of a master?"

　I am very grateful to Lich's book friends for their continued support of rewards, subscriptions and recommendation tickets.Because my chapters are all written on the same day, there will be a gap of about two hours between the release of the two chapters. I don't know how the intermittent reading experience is like.If the effect of this is poor, I can release two chapters at once after eleven o'clock.I will also find a way to save the manuscript, and strive to publish it earlier on a regular basis in the future. . .Well, that's it.

　　
　
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