Instead, it boldly flew directly before the dwarven fortress.
The dwarves had long since noticed the figure cloaked in black robes, a skeleton that could not escape their attention.
The dwarf leader immediately commanded all dwarves to prepare for battle.
As the lich unleashed its skeletal domain, the protective barrier of the dwarven fortress was instantly shattered, and the cannons upon the walls were encased in ice.
The modest dwarven stronghold began to tremble, freezing outward from the lich's center.
The dwarves, bewildered, were soon pierced by countless flying bone spikes.
They had the opportunity to evade, yet their legs were firmly frozen to the ground.
Skeletons rose from the lich's domain, mercilessly delivering fatal blows to the belleaguer dwarves.
The dwarven leader, gripping his warhammer tightly, swung it toward the lich, which stood motionless on the ground.
The lich merely extended its skeletal hand, effortlessly blocking the dwarven leader strike and then spread a chilling frost that completely encased him in ice.
A colossal ice spear erupted beside the lich, swiftly impaling the dwarven leader, ending his life.
The lich proceeded to annihilate the structures within the fortress.
Though it was somewhat more fortunate than the necromancer, the lich reached down, retrieving a blueprint from the ground, a design for a highle furnace.
Since the lich employed skeletal magic rather than summoning magic, there was no doubling effect in its summons.
Observing the more than 3,000 skeletons surrounding it, the lich appeared somewhat dissatisfied.
Ascending into the sky, it gathered two spheres of crimson light in its hands.
Below, the myriad skeletons were disassembled, their bones swirling into the air, merging into a cloud of white bones.
The lingering flames of soul fire on the ground began to stir with every hundred flickering flames coalescing into a singular entity.
The lich meticulously reassembled the bones into skeletal dragons.
The gathered soul fire merging within them, reigniting the flames in their eye sockets.
These skeletal souls summoned by the lich were sacrifices made for its power, granting it the ability to create them.
In contrast, the souls of other skeletal soldiers were offered to Bayou.
Even though the lich could wield skeletal magic, it could not control them.
The lich's level cap was that of a monarch, yet it currently stood at the rank of king, limiting the skeletal dragons it summoned to that same level.
They could ascend only to emperor rank, a considerable disparity compared to those summoned from barracks.
The lich continued its incantations, imbuing the skeletal dragons with additional powers.
Otherwise, they would remain mere frameworks.
The single horn at top the dragon's head began to emanate a chilling aura, while a faint blue glow shimmerred upon its claws.
The skeletal dragons successfully absorbed the lich's powers.
Their breath transformed into frost while their claw attacks bore a subtle essence of soul damage.
3,000 skeletons were transmuted by the lich into 300 frost infused skeletal dragons, now soaring through the skies with flapping wings.
The immense expenditure of magical energy left the lich drained of its power.
Offer your souls to the queen, the lich rasped, gathering a sphere of blue light in its palm.
This was the essence of the souls surrendered by the skeletal dragons.
As the lich chanted its incantation, the souls dissipated from its grasp.
The lich would not allow their souls to rest within its own possession.
For if it were to fall in battle one day, those skeletal dragons it had conjured would vanish alongside it.
The lich, mounted upon a skeletal dragon, let a procession of other skeletal dragons as they commenced their return.
Having obliterated the dwarf stronghold in the interim, the two necromancers and the lich had successfully accomplished their tasks.
And at this moment, the two necromancers had already made their way back to Bayou.
The Lich, having spent some time reconstituting the skeletons, had yet to return.
Bayou gazed at the corpse of the dwarf commander discarded by the necromancers, a smile gracing her lips.
She had not instructed the necromancers to retrieve the body.
Thus only one of them carried it in hand.
As for the reason behind bringing the corpse back by you understood the necromancer's intentions.
With a radiant glow emanating from her left eye, a commanding skeletal dragon materialized within the expansive gray magical circle.
Bayou leaped from her griffin and directly onto the back of the skeletal dragon.
The flight speed of the commanding skeletal dragon far surpassed that of the griffin of the same rank.
How considerate of it to arrange a mount for me.
Chapter 185.
The assault on Ammon city with the hierarchy of mounts now established.
Xiaoa mounted the sole remaining commander level griffin.
Bayou now proficient in intermediate summoning magic could specifically summon undead of desired types.
However, these higher tier undead did not benefit from the double summoning effect.
By the heavens, Bayou watched as the Lich returned, trailing behind at hundreds of bone dragons, far exceeding her current forces.
In one fell swoop, the Lich had brought her 300 of these skeletal beasts.
She had initially been delighted when the necromancer thoughtfully provided her with a mount, but the Lich had surpassed expectations with this staggering gift.
Bayou discerned that these bone dragons were conjured through the liches skeletal magic inferior to the one she currently rode.
Yet for her undead legion, they represented the pinnacle of combat strength.
After all, by sbone dragons and zombie titans were too massive to pass through the teleportation gates.
Her undead army had now swelled from 20,000 to 33,000.
With this bolstered force, her confidence surged.
The fall of Aman's city was inevitable.
The lich also presented her with an advanced furnace blueprint, a valuable addition to her arsenal.
Advance.
The destruction of three dwarven fortresses had cost them 2 hours.
Time was of the essence.
They had to reach Aman's city before dawn.
Night descended swiftly.
The blood red moonlight draping over the silent grasslands, casting an eerie glow.
30,000 undead marched soundlessly across the plains.
While above, only the wind howled passed by you as she stood at top her bone dragon.
Xiao Lianua remained silent.
Her heart had tumled of trepidation and exhilaration, leaving no room for drowsiness.
The dwarves trail behind the undead horde.
Their purpose clear, all eyes enviously turned toward gray in the sky.
If Aman's city fell, its governance would be entrusted to him.
As the crimson moon traversed the heavens, dawn approached.
The silhouette of Aman's city finally emerged in by US vision.
The dwarven sentinels on the walls drowsed.
Their vigilance, dulled by the safety of their rear guard position.
Zhu MN had never imagined these outsiders once discovered would strike at the break of dawn the very next day.
John, once the assault begins, you will command ground forces.
Lanny, the aerial units are yours.
As you command, your majesty, Lanni and Jon replied in unison.
By you, of course, would first assess the enemy as strength.
Remember, prioritize gaining experience.
Your current levels are far too low.
The two racial monarchs understood.
Without swift advancement, their usefulness to buy you would only diminish.
As Aman City loomed larger, they near the undead s attack range.
The primary objective, shatter the city s protective barrier.
The moat posed no obstacle.
The aerial forces would f the ground troops across.
Attack.
As Bayu shouted into the air.
The two death mages and the lich beside him simultaneously launched an assault on the protective barrier of Aman city.
Three massive bone spikes struck the shield, creating ripples across its surface.
The resounding crash instantly jolted the dwarf guards at top the walls awake.
Despite their prolonged comfort, they were not lacking in the requisite qualities and emergency protocols.