A barrier suddenly rose from the ground, accompanied by a thud, as if something hit it.

"Sneak attacks should be decent. Your necromancy skills are really not like that of a lich."

A white thing like a snake sprang out from under the sand. It looked like a particularly long spine.

It was blocked by Pei Renli's magic barrier, turned around and shrank back without any hesitation, until it shrank into the lich's staff.

"Don't you look like a lich? Geniuses like you really look down on me, right?"

The Lich was not sorry that the sneak attack failed. He leaned on the staff indifferently:

“Are you really going to be enemies of God?”

"Sorry, I never believe in any gods."

"You alone are not enough, your companion won't be able to join?"

Although Dürer has regained his mobility, he may not be of much help in the Lich's battle. Dordoni and Murat have just been able to sit up, and it will take some time for the stamina potion to take effect.

Lu Jie's demon-binding locks don't know how long they will last, and Xia Li's magic power needs to be reserved to deal with other situations. Now only Pei Renli comes up by himself.

"I am enough on my own."

"You will suffer losses when you talk big. I mean your friends in the stands."

Sure enough, the exact number of people has been exposed.

"They will come to help when necessary."

"Then I have to be more careful."

Although the tone of both parties was as casual as small talk, the confrontation had actually begun.

The increasing magic power is slowly but surely shaking the gravel. The sand and dust under your feet are slightly suspended, and a fatal curse may be activated at any time.

Lich Crossrod did not underestimate Perrenli, but was extremely focused. This kind of enemy is more difficult to deal with than a guy with powerful power but blind arrogance.
Chapter completed!