Diego heard a gasp coming from the stairs below, and it was Huffman peeping through the crack in the wall.
The lieutenant was completely stunned by what he saw, and although he had fought the undead scourge countless times, this was the first time he had seen a living lich.
It was a skeleton shrouded in the frosty cold air, his teeth and fingers had turned into hideous and sharp fangs and claws, the terrifying skull cheeks protruded from its long ivory horns, and its deep eyes shone with a faint blue soul fire.
A gray-white chain of bones wrapped around him, snaking and swimming like a viper.
The lich's full-body costume looks ornate and noble, but it is more like an ornament to adorn than a covering.
For the upper half of his body was only a spiked gold shoulder pad and a crown of the same color, while the rest of the bones were exposed.
He wore an ornate robe with a slit at the bottom from the waist down, encrusted with some large gemstones.
These gems are no ordinary jewels, almost each of them has a spell constant, from mage armor, frost armor, and ice barriers for defense, to frost novas, deep freezes, and dragon's breath for field control, to arcane missiles, ice arrows, and so on for attack.
Araki stepped out of the town hall and looked around warily, the warm sun, though uncomfortable, was not enough to cause him typhoid fever.
After a few seconds, perhaps sensing that his surroundings were not dangerous, Araki began to walk in the direction of the Plaza Hot Springs.
Strictly speaking, his way of acting is more accurately described as "floating", because his feet hidden under his robes do not touch the ground at all, but are kept close to a foot high from them, looking like a floating ghost.
The elite guards surrounded him, blocking him from the airtight, and from Diego's position, all he could see was a dense pile of human heads.
The lich eventually came to a halt in front of the dry fountain.
Probably fearing that his secret would be discovered by the guards, he waved his hand to keep them away from him.
I have to say that this is an extremely irresponsible and willful move towards one's own life.
Just as the guards had dispersed no more than ten yards away, with a thunderous roar, a scorching light cluster as dazzling as a meteor roared from afar!
How hard is it to kill a lich?
It's not difficult to say that it's difficult, because even the most powerful Great Lich Kel'thugad, if they don't have all kinds of protective spells on their body, their ability to resist beatings compared to ordinary humans will not have the slightest advantage.
Even their bare bones are not as strong as human flesh and blood.
With such a weak body, in many cases, a slightly stronger human soldier can be chopped into pieces with an ordinary axe, which may be easier than chopping wood, and chopping wood may be caught by the axe blade by wood!
Of course, there are too many ways for the Lich to stop the axe from falling on him - such as mage armor, frost armor, ice barrier, etc., almost every lich is a brilliant mage, and a mage with enough preparation is almost impossible to defeat.
But the problem is that no mage can maintain one or even several protective spells twenty-four hours a day, because unlike attack spells, which only need to consume mana when casting, protective spells require very little mana when casting, but after casting, the caster must constantly consume mana to maintain its existence, even if it is a protective spell stored in a magic gem.
Protective spells that don't matter after casting like Diego did in his previous game don't exist in reality!
Of course, some strange things that store passive trigger protection spells are not nothing, but most of these strange things are epic or even legendary items, and the number of surviving items is very small, which is not at all something that a little lich like Araki can have, and it is almost the same as Alsace or Kel'thugad, and even if there are passive trigger protection spells stored on these strange objects, the probability of triggering is very low, and it is completely a face-to-face meal.
So normally, mages rarely keep their protective spells on their bodies at all times, and only activate their defensive spells when they sense danger, and generally speaking, they will prioritize activating protective spells stored in gems or accessories.
After all, spells are time-consuming and labor-intensive, and require full concentration, making it difficult for even professional battle mages to hastily cast spells in close combat.
With a continuous stream of spells, one spell after another was activated by Araki from the enchanted gems.
However, he clearly underestimated the power of this bullet, activating the faster release of the Frost Armor Technique, instead of the more defensive Ice Barrier, and then, he paid the price for this miscalculation!
From the moment the gunshots rang out, the elite guards who had just dispersed were already rushing towards their master, but their steps could not keep up with the speed of the bullets.
Bullets filled with holy light easily destroyed the freshly formed frost armor and slammed into the lich's chest.
The power of death that sustained the skeleton of bones and cast spells collided violently with the power of the invading light, and the surging energy generated in an instant was released nowhere, erupting like a volcano from the wound on the lich's chest, and with it a mixture of shattered clothing fragments, bone slag, and chain fragments.
When the smoke and dust from the energy explosion dissipated, the left half of the lich's sternum was completely gone, replaced by an empty, transparent hole, and the remaining holy light energy stubbornly remained in the void, flickering faintly from time to time.
If it were a human, he would have died a long time ago with an injury of this magnitude, but for a lich who was almost a half-energy body, although this injury was serious, it was not fatal, and the undead constitution helped him a lot at this moment.
He didn't activate the Ice Barrier again, because once the spell was unleashed, he would be encased in indestructible magical ice, and while the enemy couldn't hurt him, he couldn't move and lose the chance to fight back or escape.
And he was sure that his guards would not be able to catch up with him until the second wave of the sneak attackers arrived.
He struggled to muster his mana—the remaining power of the Light in his body interfered with his spells—activating the spell stored in one of the gems on his robes, and in the blink of an eye, an oval-shaped portal appeared in front of him, With the last of his strength, he lunged forward, plunged into the portal, and vanished.
It's not a random teleportation, = the door is connected to a place he's anchored to the wayway marker beforehand, it could be the town's inn, or the basement of a building, or something, but Diego bets it won't be the town hall, it's too close, and Araki the Summoner has never been known for his bravery.
In the next second, the portal popped apart and disappeared into thin air.
At that moment, an incandescent bullet streaked through the sky and flew past where the portal had been.
"Shit!"
Diego jerked to his feet from his hiding place, knowing that he had screwed things up, but things were not yet irreparable, and the badly wounded lich would not return to the square for a while.
He lowered his head and whispered into the tower.
"Guys, execute Plan B!"