Chapter 816 Elder Lich.

Chapter 816 Elder Lich.

"What do you want, undead." Arad growled, standing up and staring at a seemingly tiny skeletal monster. "I can already smell that you aren't up to any good."

Boronos bowed slightly, "I'm the one nicknamed the sweeping death, Boronos the elder lick. I've lived for centuries and mastered necrotic magic to its utmost limit." He tapped and waved his crusty fingers and a large staff with a skull on its top appeared in his palm. He tapped it on the ground, spawning a large army of zombies, skeletons, ghouls, and even ghosts and wraiths. "I'm hailed as a world power, a master of necromancy. I'm believed to be able to destroy the world by generating an undead apocalypse."

"I can smell the rot around your bones. For what reason did you come to me?" Arad glared at Boronos, growling with fire gushing from his nose.

"Angry, are we? Please do not worry, I don't intend you any harm. On the opposite, I came here to help you. If you would help me as well." Hearing the lich's words, Arad paused for a second.

His curse kills people; it's attuned to death just like this lich. He might be able to reverse it. But it wasn't wise to ask that, so he'll just hear what the lich has to offer.

"Speak, what can you do to me, and what do you want me to do?"

"Interested?" The lich giggled. "For starter, you eat cursed metal, don't you?"

"That's indeed the case." Arad nodded.

"I knew it. If that's the case, then I can provide you with a lot of it, more than you can ever imagine." Boronos lifted a finger, "For each kilometer that you fly north, I'll give you a ton of cursed metal. One kilometer is almost like the distance from here to the outside of the mountain, and a ton weight almost as those fourteen zombies." He pointed at a group of zombies.

"If I moved north, people would die. My curse would kill them." Arad stared at the lich with a tilted head.

"I know. I want the corpses. It's a win-win, I get them and you get food for centuries. A sweet deal, isn't it?" Boronos giggled.

Arad started standing and the ground beneath his claws cracked. Boronos stepped away, looking at him with a worried face. "Yo! What's the matter?"

"You want me to kill innocent people. I suspect you'll be a problem." As Arad uttered those words, his body started glowing with magic as he slowly opened his jaw.

"I advise you to be civil; we can always negotiate the terms." Boronos waved his arm and the whole cavern filled with undead. Countless death knights and lichs stood ready to attack when commanded.

A bright flash emerged from Arad's jaw for a second before he started sucking everything up into the void of his stomach. Boronos formed a powerful barrier around his body while his army started flinging spells.

All spells that approached Arad whether they well hell balls cast by the death knights or powerful lightning, everything without exception got sucked into Arad's stomach.

Boronos gasped as he anchored his barrier to the ground, "You damnable dragon, what are you trying to do?" He growled and waved his staff, "Attack him from behind!"

The armies of death knights lunged at Arad and started hacking at his back and hind legs, but their blades only bounced off the scales, unable to even leave a scratch. If they want to injure him, they need to aim beneath his scales to peel them off, and doing such a thing was nearly impossible while trying to resist the pull of his void.

Boronos's barrier started cracking like glass, the small shards breaking out got absorbed into Arad's stomach engulfed in a blue haze of mana.

In the next second, Gojo exploded all of their crystals and halted the entire operation before their eyes. Even though the wizards tried to resist his dispel magic, they all failed. To them, it felt like trying to stop a bulldozer by hand, was simply impossible.

The woman on the field stared at Gojo's back as the wind started blowing around him. He took a step forward and disappeared as quickly as he appeared. "BASE! BASE! BASE!" She tried to call reinforcement, but no one replied to her.

"Brother." Arad smiled, standing up. "I guess. You're fine with the curse just like me."

Gojo appeared inside Arad's cave, "It's been a while. Everyone is worried." He said, approaching Arad with a smile.

"Brother." Arad smiled, standing up. "I guess. You're fine with the curse just like me."

"We're both void dragons." He smiled, sitting on a stone. "What did happen? It's been a week since you disappeared."

"It's a long story." Arad recited everything that happened.

"That's interesting... colonies of those monsters..." Gojo scratched his chin, "But for now we need to worry about cleaning you up. Our only solution is waiting for your soul to heal."

"That's why I'm sitting here." Arad sighed, "Tell everyone that I'm fine. I'll return when I can suppress the curse again." He extended his claw to Gojo. "And, take Flatail back home. He's been living inside my stomach until now."

Gojo touched Arad's claw and took Flatail directly into his stomach to protect him from the curse. "I'll get that done, anything else? Can I bring you food, water, or some books to read while you recover?"

"Hmmmm," Arad thought for a second, "There is something you can help me with."

"What is it?"

"There is this undead lich that came here earlier. I did destroy his body, but his soul went back to his phylactery. I managed to locate him by the direction his soul went in, but I can't go finish him off."

"I see. Tell me where he is and I'll go finish the job."

"To the west, here is a teleportation spell to get you there." Arad drew the magic circle on the ground with his claw.

"Do you know who he is?"

"His name was Boronos. He asked me to kill people to the north with the curse in exchange for cursed metal."

"Isn't he a world power?" Gojo tilted his head, and then smiled, "It doesn't matter anyway. I'll kill him and claim his wealth, and the cursed metal he seems to have."

ZON! Gojo teleported away.