Chapter 506: Head of Magic Rod

Chapter 506: Head of Magic Rod

After striking a deal with the skeletal dragon, Sein freed it from the oppressive grip of the two giant plant creatures.

The skeletal dragon demonstrated a keen understanding of the Magus Alliance’s rules and recognized its own standing among the creatures of the Magus World.

Despite Sein, Leena, and Angreas’ inferior life levels, the skeletal dragon wisely refrained from killing them.

The high-ranking powerhouses of the Magus World, who were silently observing the Knight Continent, might not directly intervene; however, any aggressive act by the dragon could condemn it to remain trapped in this accursed place forever.

Those with higher life levels and access to greater knowledge often experienced a profound sense of their own insignificance.

In contrast, the Rank One undead creatures, including the undead knight, likely had no comprehension of the true nature of this world.

Having never ventured beyond this graveyard in their entire existence, attempting to explain the rules of the Magus Alliance or the complex relationships between the Undead World and the Magus World to them would be a waste of time.

“What is your name?” Sein asked.

“I’m Sanchez. That’s the name Peano gave me,” the skeletal dragon responded.

“You mentioned being trapped in this graveyard for six thousand years. How were you aware of the time passing while your consciousness was obscured by this black crystal?” Sein asked curiously.

“Look at this,” the skeletal dragon replied, swinging its massive bony tail to present it to Sein.

Sein frowned, unsure of what the dragon was trying to show him.

“See those ring patterns?” the skeletal dragon pointed out.

“I only closed my eyes, and upon opening them, six more rings had appeared. Even for an undead, six thousand years is a long time!” the skeletal dragon exclaimed, its voice tinged with indignation.

Sein carefully counted the cortical growth marks on the dragon’s tail bone; there were eleven rings in total.

This meant the creature had existed for over eleven thousand years, which made it even older than Sein’s mentor, Lorianne.

Sein found it hard to believe that a being who had survived for more than ten thousand years possessed only a Rank Two life level.

He fixed his gaze on the skeletal dragon and suggested, “Maybe we should form a magic contract.”

“A magic contract?” The skeletal dragon raised its head to look at Sein, its soul flame flickering. Finnd new chapters at novelhall.com

As long as they could open the summoning passage, the skeletal dragon was prepared to eliminate whoever they targeted.

Summoning undead creatures of higher life levels than oneself was no easy feat.

Even with an agreement in place, summoning such a behemoth to a designated area would require either a blood sacrifice—often favored by many undead sovereigns—or a substantial amount of energy crystals to balance the energies involved.

Regardless of the method, as the entity being summoned, Sanchez would inevitably gain from the arrangement, benefiting directly from the summoning process.

Over the past two years on the Knight Continent, Leena had immersed herself in studying Necromancy and Summoning Magic book Sein had acquired at the Marmett Union Alliance.

This study had significantly deepened her understanding in those areas.

Before Sein could respond, Leena, who was busy drawing a magic array, abruptly looked up and firmly said, “No!”

Her firm response caused the skeletal dragon to awkwardly turn its attention elsewhere.

Sein noticed that Sanchez seemed particularly fearful of Leena.

This was partly because Leena controlled its passage back to the Undead World, but Sein suspected another reason involved the black crystal in Leena’s possession.

Given that this black crystal could cloud the mind of a ten-thousand-year-old skeletal dragon, it was clearly an extraordinary artifact.

Beyond containing the spatial coordinates of the Undead World, the crystal itself was imbued with substantial enhancements from umbra, necromantic, and spatial elements.

Sein had long intended to craft a magic rod for Leena.

He had sufficient materials left over from his creation of the Verdant Flame Heart Rod to make another rod, but he had been searching for the perfect material on the Knight Continent to make the head of the magic rod.

Reflecting on it now, Sein realized the black crystal could be the ideal component for this purpose.

“The Knight Continent opens once every thousand years, and this subspace realm might have been opened previously. I suppose no one thought to remove the black crystal from your eye socket, that’s why you never regained clarity until now,” Sein mused aloud.

“By the way, how strong was that mage named Peano when he abandoned you here?” Sein asked.

“As strong as a demigod! The old bastard loved wearing a leather hat!” Sanchez replied, a hint of bitterness in its tone.

“He must be dead already. I don’t sense any trace of his presence in my soul,” Sanchez added after a pause. Its voice softened, betraying a rare flicker of emotion.