Heimarian Odyssey - Chapter 4961

[Chapter 4961 Trappadoni]

When Avi, the Bloodstone General of the Belem Empire, came to Nigelto alone, on the far west coast, a tall pitch-black bone tower stood quietly in the storm.

This is a magical bone tower with a long history, it seems to have stood here for hundreds of thousands of years.

In short, even the most famous family of Yerichas giant serpent warlocks nearby never dared to approach the radiation range of the bone tower rashly.

After every giant snake warlock of Yerichas is promoted to one level, they will be strictly prohibited from approaching the Bone Tower within a thousand-mile radius by the family elders.

And those apprentice-level warlocks below the first level are not within this scope.

Thinking about that “senior”, he wouldn’t blame these juniors for disturbing his tranquility.

As for those apprentice-level warlocks below the first level, no one would care if they were injured or even killed by necromantic creatures patrolling within a certain range of the bone tower.

How much wind, frost, rain and snow can the flowers grown in the greenhouse experience?

The wizarding civilization is extremely tough externally, and it also does not raise waste internally.

In addition to measures such as the Holy Tower Academy War and Kingdom War plans, which are used to screen and cultivate a new generation of bottom-level knights and magicians in the wizarding world, there are not a few similar “trials”.

And the group of warlocks is also the type of spellcasters closest to the knight system of the wizarding world.

Only after enough setbacks and beatings can these young warlocks grow up.

Simply doing research in the laboratory will not make a great fourth-level or higher warlock.

“Boom!” The sound of lightning and thunder, accompanied by the sudden fall of the storm in this area, once again ushered in the rainstorm season every fifty years in the Black Valley Mountains.

The hoarse roar and broken bone wings of the robust bone dragon slid towards the storm.

Mixed with it, there seemed to be the bitter cries and howls of some weak creatures.

In this rainy season, I don’t know how many little guys will be unlucky, and I don’t know how many lucky ones can get the precious dark dragon fruit in the Black Valley Mountain.

In the Bone Tower, the dracolich Trapadoni was sitting by the window, quietly watching the never-ending rainstorm outside the window.

Compared with hundreds of thousands of years ago, the dracolich at this time does not seem to have changed much on the surface.

but its

In fact, the heavy twilight energy has already surfaced inside and outside its body, similar to the blood stone general Avi of the Belem Empire, and the old dragon Trapadoni is running out of time.

But unlike Avi, Trapadoni never considered attacking the master.

As a dragon warlock who had already “died” once, after being reincarnated as a lich with magic, Trapadoni basically cut off the possibility of attacking the master.

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And undead creatures obviously have a lifespan limit.

Trappadoni’s soul fire is extremely weak, which marks its imminent end.

Two cold silver fires danced in Trapadoni’s eye sockets. Compared with hundreds of thousands of years ago, this dracolich has really changed too much.

The most obvious one is that this guy doesn’t seem to be so greedy for money anymore?

The dark dragon fruit in the Heigu Mountain that resounds in the surrounding area is actually planted by Trapadoni himself.

This special material, which has the effect of coagulating and extracting the power of blood, has always been regarded as a top sacred object by the major blood warlock families on the west coast.

In the past, this kind of fruit has been monopolized by the dragon vein warlock family, and other warlock families have no possibility of getting a share of the pie.

Since this kind of fruit appeared in the Black Valley Mountain, it is no wonder that the surrounding warlock families will send a group of apprentice-level warlocks from their own clan to enter the Black Valley Mountain for trials every ten years.

Of course, there are also some warlocks above the first level who don’t know the rules, trying to get this kind of top bloodline material by muddling around.

But their results, without exception, were thrown out by the bone dragon group or other powerful undead creatures that haunted the Black Valley Mountain.

Sometimes with bad luck, it is possible to die directly inside.

For this kind of unlucky guy who broke into the territory of a sixth-level dracolich for no reason and was killed by his undead creatures, neither the Wizards Union nor other holy towers or knights’ palace organizations would bother.

The storm outside the window was still pattering down, and some pictures of the past played back in Trapadoni’s eyes.

Once people get old, they always like to recall the past, and Trappadoni is the same.

He thought of some of his experiences when he was a dragon vein warlock, and also thought of some things after he became a dracolich.

Trappadoni even thought of some behind-the-scenes events.

Created a strong with Avi with blood magic

Unlike the big mixed-race descendants, Trapadoni had no offspring in his life.

Do you expect an undead to give birth to offspring?

What Trappadoni thought about after his death was the choice of his burial place after death.

It may be that he has been an undead creature for too long. In his later years, Trapadoni’s consciousness gradually changed from a spellcaster to an undead creature.

Undead creatures generally have an innate affinity and yearning for graveyards.

All powerful undead creatures spend most of their lives sleeping in their own tombs.

Tepaladoni was a spellcaster in his early years, so his main energy was naturally engaged in magic research, not sleeping.

Therefore, until now, he has not arranged a suitable cemetery for himself.

At this time, there are three options before Trapadoni, namely: the ancestral land of the Dragon Warlock family, the Dragon Tomb of the Belem Empire in the wizarding world, and the Black Valley Mountain where it is located.

The first two represent Trapadoni’s identity as a dragon vein warlock and his friendly relationship with the dragon family in the wizarding world.

The latter represents Trapadoni’s own will and inheritance.

The storm that lasted for a long time outside the window finally calmed down gradually.

Trappadoni, who was aware of it, suddenly showed a gratified smile at the corner of his mouth, “A total of thirteen little guys have snatched the dark dragon fruit this time, not bad.”

As a sixth-level venerable, pay attention to a group of little guys who don’t even reach the first-level life level to snatch the dark dragon fruit.

Not that Trapadoni was bored, but that was a large part of his later life.

Watching these little guys stand out among their peers, Trapadoni seems to recall the glorious years of his youth.

As for the money-greedy attribute unique to dragon-type creatures… Hey, compared to the amazing wealth that Trapadoni has accumulated over the years, the contribution of some dark dragon fruits is nothing.

Where is the real treasure of this old dragon, apart from himself, no one in the wizarding world will know.

Whether it will see the light of day again in the future is still unknown.

A ray of golden sunlight shot out from the dark and oppressive clouds after the storm.

The years are quiet.

[End of this Chapter]