Chapter 142 - Petrifying Potion
Lin Li could clearly tell that the weird crystal was getting hotter as the black fog started to seep in. It even started faintly burning…
Unfortunately, there was no time to investigate.
The battle between the two undead forces had already reached its climax.
There were more and more Skeletal Warriors. They were like the rising tides, constantly barraging the dam. On the other hand, the high-level undead creatures were defending against the constant barrage with their immense strength. It was as if there were countless Skeletal Warriors falling every second, yet at the same time, there were countless more crawling out from the ground.
Under the protection of the Death Knights, hundreds of Hell Ghouls released a powerful Scent of Death. The magic crystals on the skeletal staffs were constantly flashing, and the undead spells were bombarding the Skeletal Warriors like hail. A horde of low-level Vampires swooped down from the sky, letting their sharp claws and fangs loose on the Skeletal Warriors.
Lin Li was almost driven mad by them. If this battle were to continue, even hiding properly might not prevent them from getting involved.
But…
“…” After hearing this polite greeting, Lin Li started to panic. When he was at Sunset Mountains, Andoine once told him a few stories about Vampires. According to the old man, Vampires level-15 and above would turn into blood-red bats, while level-18 and above could speak a few languages, including the local human language. Once they reached level-20, they could even become human-like. They would not be terrified of the sun or relics other than the purest powerful godly relics. There were not many things that could counter them. This type of Vampires was frequently mentioned in the legends of Anril, the Bloodlines…
With the ability of speaking the local language, it meant that the level of this Vampire was at least 18.