Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

What's most outrageous is that the Sprite Dragons, with their advantage of having talents for all elemental magic, are innately capable of performing Minor Forbidden Spells of each element!

As for other elemental giant dragons, their corresponding elemental dragon language spells all have damage bonuses. Even though they might not be able to cast Minor Forbidden Spells, their spells' power is definitely a level stronger than those released by the Black Dragons.

Zi Liyuan was blatantly telling the Black Dragon above that it could keep casting dragon language spells; he wasn't afraid at all. It would just take him a little longer to charge into the heart of Dragon Island.

If they couldn't stop his charge, then they should prepare to watch him penetrate to the core and destroy the nest of monsters on Dragon Island.

After releasing three waves of dragon language spells with no substantial damage caused to Zi Liyuan, except for some insignificant zombies, the Black Dragons were at a loss.

The Black Dragons were dumbfounded.

Encountering such a stubborn opponent, they couldn't beat him, couldn't drive him away, and lacked the power to imprison him. All they could do was watch helplessly as he breached their defense system and slowly made his way into their lair.

Heart-wrenching!

When had the mighty giant dragons ever suffered such frustrating humiliation?

But looking at the scene of the Ice Frost Gigantic Beast and the Golden Behemoth wantonly slaughtering the dragon-blooded descendants on the ground, especially the Golden Behemoth tearing a Sub-Dragon Beast in half with its bare claws...

The Black Dragons chickened out and dared not to descend to the ground for a melee combat.

No help for it, the Behemoth clan could be considered arch-enemies of the giant dragon clan. If they dare to engage in melee with them on equal footing and conditions, it would be pure suicide for the dragons.

But trying to grind a Behemoth to death with dragon language spells is also quite difficult.

Behemoths are considered extreme physical entities. Completely forsaking magic, they merely strengthen their bodies, and their complete lack of magical talent brings their physical damage to the limit, while also greatly enhancing their own resistances.

It can be said that aside from forbidden spells, ordinary dragon language spells rarely cause any harm to Behemoths.

Several Black Dragons truly couldn't fathom how a mere Necromancer, only at third-order LV80, had managed to enslave two Golden Behemoths. These were Epic Bosses!

Black Dragon (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻: MMP! Have never seen such nonsense!

What further depressed these three Black Dragons was that the Necromancer on the ground seemed to have discovered some of their secrets.

He was actually directing the Bone Dragon Swarm to furiously gang up on the three of them while completely ignoring the other 18 Black Dragons.

This made them even more frustrated, yet they were completely powerless against the Necromancer below.

They could only watch as he slowly moved into the heart of Dragon Island and then swaggered into their lair.

With regards to the defenses in the Black Dragon's nest, the Black Dragons were confident they could withstand an invasion by a single Epic Boss.

But watching the Necromancer march in with nine epic monster bosses, plus an even more terrifying Legendary Boss, the Black Dragons were left speechless and choked up.

Their lair was lost!

(╥╯^╰╥)!!!

"Damn you simian reptiles, how dare you deceive us! We must fight and take everything from them!"

"Exactly, those cursed simian creatures have gotten us into this mess with such a freak. My den's Gold Coin Bed, my treasures... wuuwuu..."

"Or, should we run? Go rob those simian creatures who dared to deceive us! We must make those reptiles pay us back a hundredfold!"

The three Black Dragons hovered high in the sky, unwillingly watching a certain Necromancer with his undead army enter their Black Dragon lair bit by bit.

To return home would mean certain death, and as noble Black Dragons, of course they wouldn't just run back to die—even if their lair still contained all kinds of shiny and sparkling treasures, they didn't dare to go back even just to tidy up.

As precious as treasures are, the life of a dragon is even more important. If the treasures are lost, they can be plundered and collected again—an there are plenty of simian creatures in this world, after all.

But in the future, it would be best to stay away from the Great Xia Empire's nine provinces to avoid losing their dragon lives.

"Even if we have to leave, we can't just slink away like losers. Let's join forces, eliminate this swarm of Bone Dragons, and then leave with our heads held high!"

"I like this idea, hmph, we must make that damned Necromancer bleed!"

"Exactly, the treasures in the Dragon Lair won't be so easily taken. He must pay the price. Crush those Bone Dragons to pieces, burn their bones to ashes, scatter them so he can no longer summon them so easily!"

As a giant dragon, he naturally knew how the bone dragon was formed.

After a bone dragon was smashed to smithereens, repairing it into a complete dragon skeleton would cost a considerable amount of high-quality white bone materials.

Burning the bone fragments to ash and scattering them meant the dragon soul would lose its vessel, and summoning another bone dragon would require putting together an entire new dragon skeleton.

As for why not to destroy the dragon soul as well, it's not that these black dragons did not want to, it was because they could not.

The dragon souls, bound by servitude contracts and used as summoning materials for bone dragons, had only a sliver attached to the dragon bones, and destroying that would be futile.

This is why all giant dragons greatly despise and abhor practitioners of death-related professions.

After all, who wouldn't want to rest in peace after death?

Yet these perverts toying with death won't even leave them alone in death, instead dragging them back to continue laboring for them.

Who wouldn't detest such capitalists?

Who wouldn't want to hang such capitalists from street lamps?

Zi Liyuan could never have expected that, after uncovering the three black dragons, their first thought was not to quickly return to the Black Dragon's Lair to defend, but instead to prepare to flee at the earliest opportunity.

You see, beings like giant dragons are inherently greedy and treasure their hoards immensely, rarely allowing any creature to lay a finger on them.

This was why he charged straight into the heart of Dragon Island, ready to barge into the Black Dragon's Lair and eliminate them there.

He wanted to force the black dragons to land and then kill them within their lair.

Zi Liyuan, who was making a breakthrough, suddenly felt that the combat in the sky had become even more intense.

In just a short ten seconds or so, three bone dragons were shattered to pieces by the black dragons, and then their remains were incinerated by a blast of dragon's breath.

"Dammit! Seeing that they're useless against the undead army on the ground, they've decided to target my air force, huh?"

Previously, when a bone dragon was killed and fell from the sky, although its bones were fractured, they could still be used as spell materials to summon another bone dragon.

But now, those three black dragons were obviously trying to turn the entire bone dragon swarm to dust, preventing him from being able to summon more bone dragons for the time being.

"Fucking hell, these black dragons are really cunning, employing such sneaky tricks."

This was retaliation, also a targeted measure to weaken his living forces and prevent him from gaining complete air superiority.

But Zi Liyuan really had no way to deal with these black dragons.

Sure, he had an aircraft that could go up there, but would he dare?

To fly up alone and deliver himself as a meal to the black dragons?

The situation at one point became incredibly awkward.

The black dragons refused to come down and were particularly brutal in slaughtering his bone dragon swarm, yet he couldn't call back his bone dragons.

Zi Liyuan also didn't dare to fly up alone, as that would be no different from seeking death.

"Damn it, if I take down the entire Black Dragon's Lair, I refuse to believe I can't compensate for the temporary loss of my bone dragon swarm!"

Glaring angrily at the black dragons in the sky, Lord Zi once again accelerated, leading the entire BOSS Team in a breakthrough towards the interior of Dragon Island.

This time, Zi Liyuan gave up on continuing to charge with the undead army and chose to have all the undead BOSSes form squads, plowing their way through.

Abandoning the slow-moving zombie legions, they were able to move at their fastest pace.

The frost giants and golden Behemoths, like four drills, forcibly blazed a trail through the Dragon Blood Descendants, creating a broad path.

Any creature that stood in their charge path was either knocked flying or torn to pieces.

Without the slow zombies dragging them down.

Without the Wraith Mage team to construct protective spells.

Forcing their way through the encirclement in a bloodied charge, by the time they reached the entrance of the Black Dragon's Lair, all the undead BOSSes had sustained a certain degree of damage.