Chapter 148 - The Origin of Liches
Lin Li could clearly sense how rapidly the mental spell of the Lich was rising—it was going to reach the entrance of the cave very soon. The two magewealths at the mouth of the cave were meaningless. Mental Protection would not prevent the Liches from coming at all as they were all Mages by nature. Even the Archmages were of a lower ability compared to them in the field of Mental Spells.
“Mage Felic, what happened?” Kayla asked anxiously. The huge impact caused by the Force of Death was so oppressive that it could drive people mad. Hence, everyone decided to head out to take a look.
After that, they saw that black and scrawny floating shadow; the hoarse and low voice added an ominous and sinister quality to the figure.
“Oh my god, a Lich…” Kayla said nervously as he broke out in a sweat. He was a level-11 Magic Shooter, after all. How could he not be able to recognize the monster? It was just not within his expectations that he would see such a high-level undead creature there.
Sarsen frowned, but remained silent. Since he came from Nightfall City, he was more aware than anyone else the danger a Lich posed. With its proficiency in Mental Spells and deep knowledge of magic, the undead creature was comparable to any Archmages in terms of abilities. Even if it was the level-13 Sarsen, he would not dare to challenge a Lich.
Just when everyone was stunned by what they saw, that Lich suddenly stopped in its tracks. Then, everyone heard a hoarse voice echoing in their heads. “Who’s there…?”
The voice of a Lich carried a screeching noise as though it was an old pair of bellows. When the voice reverberated in his mind, a chill went down his spine. The buzzing in his mind was so tormenting that it was like a hammer smashing onto him, breaking his head into pieces.
The strong wind around them seemed to stop, and even the black clouds started to fade away. Bhaskar’s pair of bright green eyes turned dimmer gradually too. It just hovered in the air quietly, as though it was deep in thought, recalling its past memories…
Seeing how his words evoked Bhaskar’s memory, Mason was secretly elated. When he wanted to enhance his art of flattery, fierce wind howled. The black fog that were dispersed gathered together again, thicker than previously…
“HUMAN, THIS IS MEANINGLESS!”