The Necromancer Saint's eyes flashed with fear as he carefully scanned his surroundings.
At this moment, a calm voice sounded.
"There's no need to look around. You've become my slave."
Hearing this familiar voice, the Necromancer Saint was startled.
"Where is this place? What do you want?"
Two figures appeared in the fog.
It was Zhang Xing and Mo Li.
As for the skeletal magical beasts and skeletal soldiers outside, they naturally stopped attacking after losing their target.
There was no need to waste the strength of the dragons to take care of them.
Jiang Tang, Kang Sheng, and the others were also taken into Dragon Island.
As for whether they would accept this favor, Zhang Xing didn't care.
However, the central continent's losses this time could be said to be very tragic.
There were probably only a few tens of billions of soldiers left.
The dead had become undead soldiers. This was something that the major families found difficult to accept.
Zhang Xing's initial idea was to let these powerful people survive.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have known how many times they would have died.
Zhang Xing came to the secret room. He wanted to pry open the Necromancer Saint's head and obtain the method to control the undead.
It wasn't impossible to fight them head-on, but those undead creatures didn't know pain.
It was a bit troublesome to deal with them. It was better to control their lives.
"This is the world of dragons. Look!"
Zhang Xing waved his hand.
A window opened in the fog.
The Necromancer Saint looked up.
He saw that the outside was like a fantasy world.
Countless towering mountains and precipitous ridges, as well as unknown primitive plants, stood between the heaven and the earth.
Those huge dragons that he had just seen were soaring in the sky.
The blue sky was filled with colorful clouds. It was so clean that the Necromancer Saint felt as if he had been purified.
"This … this is the world of dragons?"
The Necromancer Saint was stunned.
Then, he shook his head. "No!
This is impossible! "
"It must be an illusion you set up!
Don't try to fool me! "
"Hehe!
You don't believe me?
Alright then, I'll take you out to take a look. "
Zhang Xing's divine sense moved, and the scene in front of the Necromancer Saint changed.
I'm out?
He felt that his surroundings weren't illusory.
He stood on the ground and looked at the boundless space. He began to tremble.
A kind of spiritual pressure made him want to kneel down.
He wasn't completely a member of the Dark Clan.
He still had some human nature.
Now that he saw the legendary Dragon Realm, the shock in his heart was more intense than seeing any magical thing.
Zhang Xing willed it again, and the scene in front of the Necromancer Saint changed.
He was back in his cell.
"Zhang Xing … why did you capture me?"
After a while, the Necromancer Saint's expression returned to normal.
"I want to know all your secrets."
Zhang Xing said indifferently.
"Hmph!
That's impossible, unless I die. "
The Necromancer Saint said coldly.
"You won't die. Without my permission, you'll be alone here for the rest of your life."
"Try it if you don't believe me!"
Zhang Xing said again.
The Necromancer Saint tried to mobilize the demonic energy in his body.
However, he discovered that the Demonic Qi did not listen to his command at all. It was as if it had been sealed and was scattered all over his body.
It's over!
The Necromancer Saint felt a chill all over his body.
He knew that he was now like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. If he didn't explain himself, he would only be reduced to ashes.
He didn't want to die. He chose to cultivate necromancy because he was going to die.
He was a coward by nature.
"Mo Li, he probably doesn't know you yet. Show him your elegance."
His train of thought was interrupted. The Necromancer Saint looked strangely at Mo Li, who was beside Zhang Xing.