Frederick stood on the back of the undead bone dragon. Even though he was undead, he could feel a trace of heat.
Frederick looked at the giant dragon that was staring at him coldly and cursed in his heart, "Damn it! Where did this giant dragon come from?! Such terrifying power, he must be an elder of the dragon race."
Frederick swore that if he were a human now, his calves would be trembling with fear.
Fight with this dragon?
Don't be silly.
Frederick didn't even think about it.
The advantage of a necromancer wasn't in a head-on battle but in a sea of people!
As a lich, his advantage wasn't magic, but a long lifespan that was almost eternal!
Although the undead bone dragon he was sitting on was powerful, its combat strength was not even half of that of an ordinary saint-level dragon.
Even the dragon bones were gathered by him.
Frederick now regretted not getting rid of this kid who used fire magic in the first place. Who knew that he had such a big backer behind him?
In the end, Frederick decided to use what he was best at, wisdom and eloquence.
"Sir, this is actually a misunderstanding."
If Frederick was still in his human body, he would be a wretched old man who was rubbing his hands and showing a flattering smile.
Unfortunately.
Du Lu didn't have any intention of listening to his nonsense. He raised his head and roared. His huge dragon tail, which was burning with golden-red flames, was raised high and then slammed down heavily.
The green flames in Frederick's empty eye sockets throbbed violently.
The next moment.
Bang!
A scene that was even more shocking than the meteor shower that Joelson had summoned earlier appeared.
The Earth was shaking as if the earth was cracking and the mountains were falling.
Frederick's fragile lich body was instantly smashed into powder. Then, the undead bone dragon under him let out a painful cry.
The bones in his body cracked and fell to the ground.
Bang! Bang!
Du Lu slapped him several times.
Finally, there was only a pile of bones in front of him.
It seemed that he still couldn't vent his anger.
Du Lu opened his huge mouth and spat out golden-red flames, sweeping around the Akenshi tribe.
All the undead bones were burned into ashes.
The starry sky, the giant dragon, and the burning flames.
This scene was deeply imprinted in everyone's memories, and they would probably never forget it for the rest of their lives.
Joelson flew over and quickly put away something.
Du Lu spread his wings and flew towards the night sky, quickly disappearing.
This was what Joelson and Du Lu had discussed.
The appearance of the giant dragon could still be explained, but its sudden disappearance would inevitably arouse everyone's suspicion.
When Joelson turned his head, everyone still had blank expressions on their faces, not recovering from the huge shock just now.
Thousands of years ago, the evil lich, Frederick, who was very well-known and hated in the central continent, died just like that?!
He was slapped to death?!
It was too hard to accept. They needed time to properly digest this truth.
Joelson secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Du Lu had just returned from the ancient ruins.
His body was full of scars, but his aura was much stronger.
Du Lu had obtained a broken golden rune from the ancient ruins. This rune was deeply engraved on its scales, dyeing its flames with a trace of gold. Its power was more than twice as strong.
At the first moment, Joelson brought Du Lu to the Dragon God Arena. He used the + 30% recovery ability of all dragons in the arena, as well as the crazy feeding of farm crops for free.
In exchange, Du Lu made an extremely domineering appearance.
What Joelson had just collected was Frederick's soul and the remains of the undead bone dragon.
The system had triggered a new thing. It was an unexpected surprise, and Joelson could not help but feel happier.
After a long silence.
Someone could not help but shout excitedly, "The prophecy of the Great Elder has come true! Joelson! Joelson has saved all of us!"
The people of the Akenshi tribe kneeled down in unison, shouting the words they had shouted before.
Countless gazes gathered on Joelson, filled with fanaticism, reverence, and worship.
"The Akenshi people will not wallow in the sorrow of the past. They will build a stronger wall on the land that is mixed with the blood and flesh of their people."
Hewlett looked at the Akenshi people who were undergoing post-war reconstruction and said to Joelson with a sigh.
The mercenaries of the Sword and Rose mercenary group also joined in and helped the Akenshi people rebuild their homes.
After all, they were the ones who attracted Frederick, so they couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
Every Akenshi person who passed by Joelson would put down the tools in their hands, kneel respectfully in front of him, and bow before leaving.
Even though Joelson had asked Hewlett to tell the Akenshi people many times that they didn't need to do this, they still did it.
Hewlett said, "You have become the God of all Akenshi people. In the future, even if you let them die for you, there will be countless people willing to follow you."
Joelson expressed his helplessness.
There was also the great elder of Akenshi. He was also very respectful. Every time he saw him, the old man was very excited. He shouted all kinds of strange words and was so excited that he almost jumped up.
At night, the Akenshi people lit a bright bonfire in the open space at the center of the tribe. They took out the magical beast meat that they had hunted during the day and barbecued it. They also brought out the fine wine that they had brewed.
Everyone was reveling beside the bonfire.
Joelson also tried the Akenshi wine that everyone admired. It was brewed from the fruit that was unique to the next room. Beast blood herbs and many other things were added to it.
It was like a flame burning in the mouth. It was a different taste compared to the raspberry red wine of the Alcott Empire.
Even though Joelson had the strength of a Tier 9 knight and had the blessing of dragon blood, he felt a little dizzy after drinking a few more cups.
Joelson walked back to the small room alone to rest. He had just sat down not long ago.
A dozen or so young Akenshi girls who were full of exotic feelings walked in one after another and smiled gently at Joelson.
Then, they started to take off their clothes together.
Joelson was instantly stunned.
He suddenly remembered something that Hewlett had once told him.
There were very few Akenshi tribesmen, so many girls would look for admirers among the adventurers passing by and offer themselves to them, just for a few nights of pleasure.
It could be considered a strange custom for the strong to leave behind their children.
"Get out. Who let you in?" Joelson said in surprise.
This was the first time he had fallen into such a situation.
The girls took the initiative to stick close to him, wanting to help him take off his clothes.
Joelson subconsciously released a powerful magic power and pushed the few of them away.
Under the terrifying pressure of a tier 9 mage, the girls half-knelt on the ground and trembled, thinking that they had angered Joelson.