Chapter 497: The Lich With the launch of the power of the space-time dragon, the space within ten kilometers of the diameter of Zhao Yannian and the necromancer Yuke Helseth was completely locked, as long as no one has the ability to control the space beyond the space-time dragon, then no one can easily escape from this area, whether it is Zhao Yannian's death pursuit, or the power of other spells is difficult to break through the space barrier reinforced by the space-time dragon, it can be said that in this forest, if Zhao Yannian is not defeated, even if the demon god is reincarnated, he will not want to leave easily.
After the demon god checked the nearby spatial fluctuations, the temperature around him seemed to drop rapidly, especially when he felt the unusually familiar aura on Zhao Yannian's body, the necromancer grabbed the staff and looked Zhao Yannian up and down.
"Blessed Favorer of Death, didn't your gods tell you not to meddle in our affairs?"
The necromancer whispered a warning to Zhao Yannian while guarding.
"My teacher never reminded me about this kind of thing because he trusted my judgment."
Zhao Yannian replied with the Death Scythe on his shoulder, his body was gradually turning into death at the moment, and all the death power in the nearby forest was slowly converging towards him.
"Stupid human, it's not too late to turn around and leave, it's okay if your gods come here to say such things, as for you, a mere human, you are not qualified to meddle in this matter at all."
The necromancer said with a condescending attitude, as a demon god, his arrogance for a lowly creature that has existed for only a few thousand years is a matter of course from a certain point of view.
"You mean, you don't follow the rules to keep your memories, and you're still here to sneak up on the ancient gods, I think if it's this matter, I'm still qualified to meddle."
The corners of Zhao Yannian's mouth turned up slightly and sneered, this attitude of the demon god had already aroused the anger in his heart.
"You really didn't appear here by chance, the last time it must have been the Holy Spirit who sent you a message to stop me."
The necromancer's voice was slightly surprised after hearing Zhao Yannian say what he was going to do and the rules of the battle with the gods, but then when he mentioned the Holy Spirit, the disgust in the necromancer's tone was not concealed in the slightest.
It was the Holy Spirit who told me this message last time, but this time it wasn't.
I'm only here today because I'm not used to seeing your attitude toward humanity as a god, so I'm here to trouble you this time as a person.
Zhao Yannian shook his head and continued, at this moment he had completed the god of death and became a faceless monster in a black robe.
"You're just a human being?
Arrogant!
If it weren't for the fact that you were the patron of death, and I had killed you last time, would you think that your body really can't be changed like death?
After hearing Zhao Yannian's purpose, the necromancer not only did not get nervous, but laughed, and at the same time, the skeletal staff in his hand began to rise with dark blue flames.
The two of them fought together in an instant, and Zhao Yannian's Death Scythe slashed fiercely at the Skull Staff, and then stretched out a large number of bone hands from the handle of the Death Scythe to grab the necromancer.
"Dispel the undead!"
Necromancer Yuke Helsage chuckled and whispered a spell, then saw the bones of the Scythe of Death retract into the scythe as if they had touched the flames of the blue light that erupted from the skull staff.
"Son of the Evil God!
Gigantic!
"Zhao Yannian's necromancer had already issued an order to the son of the evil god when he expelled the bones, and the scythe of the god of death suddenly became extremely huge under the control of the son of the evil god, and the blade that suddenly became heavy crushed the necromancer's skeleton staff in an instant.
The strength of the necromancer was not his strong point, and as the Son of the Evil God converted into the mass of his soul, the Scythe of the Grim Reaper, whose blade had become enormous, slammed down and slashed into the necromancer's shoulder.
Although it was impossible to cut the necromancer in two due to the shape of the Death Scythe, this kind of attack that touched the body had already met the conditions for Zhao Yannian to activate the Death Remembrance ability.
"Soul Harvest!"
Zhao Yannian roared and injected almost all the Death Divine Power in his body into the scythe, and the huge Death Scythe emitted a huge suction force, and in an instant, it even deprived all the souls of all the creatures within a kilometer diameter of the forest out of thin air.
However, the soul of the necromancer Yuke Helseids, who was pressed under the scythe of death, was not deprived of the soul harvest, and Zhao Yannian, who thought that he could be fatal with one blow, shouted in disbelief when he saw this situation.
"How could it fail!
Where did your soul go!
” At the same time as Zhao Yannian shouted, the necromancer who was pressed to the ground and half-knelt on the ground had already raised his head, because of the battle just now, the hood of his robe had slipped off, and what was revealed inside was a miserable white skeleton with dark blue eyes.
"Dispel the undead!"
It was still a faint blue light, this time it hit Zhao Yannian's chest directly, and the magic with the power that obviously belonged to the rules After hitting Zhao Yannian's body of the god of death, not only did it not cause any damage to Zhao Yannian, but immediately shattered into a little starlight and completely disappeared into the air.
"How did you do that!?"
Zhao Yannian grabbed the Death Scythe and flew back to push it out more than ten meters away, and after holding the scythe in front of him, his head had returned to his human form, and he asked the necromancer with a pale face.
"Hahaha, so, you human beings are just ignorant beings, you really think that death is the end of all things, tell you, the end of all things is completely silent darkness, even if you transform yourself into death, in fact, your soul is still active, as long as I imprison the law of death in your body, your death power will completely lose its effect.
This is the power to harness death invented by Yuke Hairsets, the creator of my necromantic magic!
After the necromancer with dark blue eyes laughed wildly, he showed Zhao Yannian his unique power in a proud tone.
Although necromancy has long existed in the fantasy of another world, this world, this continent, this is the first time that the name of this magic has appeared.
Zhao Yannian showed a surprised expression when he suddenly heard the term necromancy, and after carefully looking at the necromancer's form, Zhao Yannian asked cautiously.
"Looks like you've evolved from death to a whole new form?"
"That's right, my original body died two years ago, but when I entered the underworld, I found a loophole in the law of death that I didn't have to go through this damn reincarnation again, and when I escaped from the underworld, I relied on this power to control death and was reborn, not only that, but I also completely got rid of that damn fragile human identity."
The necromancer said proudly after hearing Zhao Yannian's question, and for a moment he felt that he was in control of the situation, and he was a little carried away while waving the skeletal staff in his hand while boasting to Zhao Yannian, the only audience, how powerful his newly acquired power was.
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"Hunger, fatigue, sickness, and even time are no longer the ones I can cause, even if my body is broken, I can return to normal by looking for or making a pair, I am no longer bound by the basic laws of life and death, this great discovery has allowed me to transcend the ordinary race, and become a new being, well, wait, since I am already a new being, then I should be given a new name, what should I be called?"
For a while, the necromancer Yuke Helsetz did not realize that Zhao Yannian was walking towards him, but soon, he was awakened by Zhao Yannian's voice.
"Why don't you call it a lich."
Zhao Yannian slowly approached, and the necromancer suddenly spoke.
"Lich?"
Hayseth was obviously stunned when he heard the term Zhao Yannian said.
"Yes, O lich, a good name, human, and since you have given this new race such a worthy name, I will not be stingy with your reward, and I will kill you in no time, and then you will be reborn in another form as my most loyal servant."
The necromancer raised the skeletal staff in his hand with great joy, but Zhao Yannian still didn't stop his slow approach.
"Oh, do you want to dominate me?
It's not a good proposition, at least I don't think there's anyone in this world who can dominate me.
As Zhao Yannian spoke, a black flame appeared in his hand, and at this moment, he was less than five meters away from the necromancer.
"Arrogant guy, all the lives of the Source Realm Heaven Realm Hell will become the sacrifice of the awakening of the world creator in the near future, even the gods can't escape this fate that can no longer be changed, since you are so stupid, then I have no interest in saying anything to you again, now give me death immediately, and then I will continue to complete my things!"
The necromancer was extremely angry after hearing Zhao Yannian's refusal, he raised the skull staff in his hand to gather those dark blue powers, and prepared to attack Zhao Yannian.
But at this moment, Zhao Yannian's figure suddenly disappeared from his field of vision, and when the necromancer's dull sense of touch felt pain, Zhao Yannian's right hand burning with black flames had already pressed on the shoulder of the necromancer Yuke Helsezi.
"Lord Lich, can you tell me where your lifebox is hidden?"
Zhao Yannian simply grabbed the necromancer's shoulder like an old friend meeting, and the black flames wrapped around the necromancer's body as if they had their own life.