Enoak Desert, Sultanza City.

"Welcome to my wizard tower, the elves from Cormanso."

The Supreme King's Hand Hajjhona stood in the middle of the room, his long hair shining with a black sheen under the moonlight that shone through the tower window.

He smiled, but it was a cruel smile, hiding the secret of ulterior motives, "You should be honored when I invite you over because I will experiment with my latest research on your body."

"I'm not afraid of your evil witchcraft, it will have no effect on me." The cold-faced elves asked, "Tell me where are the three elves and sages you invited?"

Hajjhona's scheming eyes moved towards the elf's sword.

His behavior was very calm and he had no fear at all, but he still found that the muscles on the elf's face were trembling slightly due to a slight fear.

"So that's how it is." Hajjhona smiled and nodded, and then gave an order in a slightly cold tone, "Ryze! Get my new baby."

The kobold hurriedly ran out of a dark niche, holding a small gold box of exquisitely crafted craftsmanship.

Hajjhona snatched the box from its skinny claws, "You're always slow, Riz."

He scolded him, casually pointing a finger at the dog-headed man, and a red light suddenly burst out from his fingertips hit Reitz's chest, pounding it hard against the wall.

The dog-headed man screamed in pain, curled up on the cold floor, his eyes full of pain.

Hajjhona looked down on the pain of his servants, and opened the box and took out a gem from it, which was crystal clear and shiny.

"All ordinary people die." He hissed, "but I have discovered the way to immortality."

"You will die tonight, elves." He said coldly with the gem in his hand, "and I will continue on this road."

The elf was startled and suddenly rushed out with force, thrusting his sword.

Hajjhona took two steps back calmly. When the elf was about to raise his sword to stab him in the chest, he threw the gem into the air, stretched out a hand, pointed at the elf's body, and at the same time, strange and vague words were made in his mouth, like stagnant water ripples.

The attacking elf suddenly felt as if he was being held tightly by an invisible big hand, and even breathing became very difficult.

His handsome face was twisted by pain, his blood seemed to freeze in his blood vessels, and his vision began to blur.

After a while, his whole body trembled due to the cold, his knees became weak, and he fell to the ground, as if the warmth on his body was sucked completely.

In a daze, the elf saw a spark of vitality appearing on the shining gem in the air, flowing from him to Hajjhona.

Hajjhona laughed, his face full of redness and full of energy.

This is the "Iolum Eternal Life Technique" he has improved. He is sucking the life of the elves, and it is obviously about to suck it dry for his own use.

The Comanso elf who was tricked into the mage tower by him tried to shout, but the sound he made was not even a moan.

He struggled to move, but his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

"Haj Horner!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice screamed, "Fuck you! This will be the last time you hit me, or hurt someone else."

Hajjhona raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the dog-headed man.

But magical energy was still flowing to him continuously, the spirit of the elf was dissipated, and his agile and upright body was shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dog-headed man took out a black serrated knife with dazzling magical aura from its dirty torn clothes and roared: "I thought I was as agile and powerful as an elves, handsome and handsome as an elves, and was very handsome. He was intimidated by some parts of the Cormanso Forest and attracted countless beautiful elves..."

Ruici spat, his voice full of resentment, "Later you fucked me into this... this weird look. For a long time, I have been suffering and humiliation as your slave."

The hatred that had been suppressed for many years was like the two spindle-shaped eyes of the dog-headed man burning, "But now, I can't bear it anymore!"

After the dog-headed man finished speaking, he raised his dagger and took a threatening step towards the Supreme King's hand.

"Stop!" Hajjhona, who was maintaining his spell, raised his hand and shouted.

Rez stopped suddenly with a sudden tremor. It snorted contemptuously and wanted to stab the dagger with dazzling light at Hajjhona, but its arms trembled and froze in the air.

"Ryze, you are so stupid." Hajjhona laughed cruelly, "Have you forgotten the magic that restricts your loyalty to me? Then please allow me to remind you."

He made a slash with his hand, and Ryz croaked in pain.

The kobold was like some strange puppet, imitating Hajj Horner's movements and inserted the dagger directly into his chest.

The dog-headed man shouted out in pain again, and then he collapsed motionlessly in a dark pool of blood that was inauspicious.

Hajjhona stared at his servant, enjoying its pain with satisfaction.

At the same time, the magic of absorbing elves is coming to an end.

As Hajjhona withdrew his hand, the elf's shriveled body turned into a pile of dust and disappeared without a trace.

After enjoying the pleasure of increasing lifespan, the Supreme King's hand will fall into the gems that fall into the palm of his hand and carefully put them into the gold box.

His satisfied expression gradually became solemn as he closed the box.

For extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive magic research, the life of this species of humans is too short, although the caster can continue his existence by transforming into lichs, demon soul pots, cloning techniques and other means.

But Hajjhorner believes that most of these spells and methods require the caster to pay a huge price or face unpredictable consequences.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! During the period of the Naseril Empire, the immortality technique developed by the famous great arcane Iolum changed all this.

Iolum Technique for Eternity.

A spell called the cornerstone of the Naserrel civilization.

This powerful spell allows arcane sectists to live in the world with their pure human body and mind, and have nearly infinite time to conduct their own research.

And finally together they created Naserel, a magical empire belonging to humans.

However, with the destruction of the empire and the changes in the rules of the magic net, this magic that can prolong life without paying any price has gradually been forgotten.

While Hargehoner felt deeply sorry, he never gave up on studying and improving this spell from beginning to end.

Centuries of research have made him fully understand that the core element of Iolum's immortality technique is actually destruction.

Because every living creature killed by the Eolum Age can extend the lifespan of the caster.

Therefore, in order to obtain his lifespan, he had to maintain this life-extending spell that he had improved.

However, with each use, he clearly felt that the power of the longevity magic was gradually weakening, forcing him to find a powerful longevity race to maintain his lifespan.

Doing this is more like drinking poison to quench thirst.

One day, he will have to transform into a lich because he cannot maintain it, or use other costly longevity magic to maintain his life.

This is undoubtedly what he is most reluctant to face.

As a spellcaster, as his strength continues to improve, he has long known that only a pure body and mind are the most correct way to explore the truth of arcane.

Otherwise, Iolum, Laroc, Owo, and others who were once the old empire who survived by chance and turned into a lich would be his future fate.

Because these lichs have to spend a lot of energy to fight the danger of mental loss, so that they only have a small amount of time to explore the truth of the arcane.

"Color-resistant scroll!" Hajj Horner quickly clarified his ideas and understood what to do next.

Only the secret knowledge recorded in the color-abiding scroll can help him further improve the Iolum Technique.

"However, before heading to the ruins of Mis Zorno in Cormanso, the problem must be solved first." He walked to the window of the tower, looked to the south of the desert, and murmured to himself.

The capture of Mokou Town and the occupation of the Kingdom of Cormier was a task assigned to him by the Supreme King.

Not only him, but all the ghost princes in Sultanza City also received similar instructions.

After all, the governance of the desert cannot be accomplished overnight. To revive the former glory of the Arcane Empire, they need huge resources and rich territory.

Except for the Kingdom of Cormier in the south of the Enoak Desert, the Silver Moon Alliance and the Winterless City to the west, the Cormanso, Sambia and the Valley to the south, all of them are the targets that the Ghost Empire needs to conquer in the future.

However, other ghost princes have made considerable progress. The five princes in charge of Sambiya have even penetrated their own power into the royal family of this commercial kingdom.

The Kingdom of Cormier, which he and Desude were responsible for, did not even take down Mokou Town.

The reason for this is not only the Prince Desud who was indifferent to this matter from beginning to end, but also the reason for not taking it seriously with Hajjhona himself.

This time, he had to temporarily hold on to the urgent mood of finding the color-resistant scroll and take the lead in completing the task assigned by the Supreme King.

Obtaining Mokou Town, and using this as a springboard to invade the entire Cormier Kingdom, this is his next plan.

He had learned at the first time that Mokou Town was occupied by a half-elf wizard named Brian.

Although the sudden appearance of the lord of Mokou Town was not very strong, the timing of his appearance and the efficiency of occupying Mokou Town were so fast that he didn't even react.

What surprised him the most was that the shadow guard assassin Crissana Tanshul, who went to Mokou Town to assassinate him, actually returned in vain.

He still knows Clisanna's strength quite well.

This is a Shadow Guard Assassin who most hopes to enter the legendary realm in recent years.

Moreover, based on the secret channels he had mastered, he also unexpectedly learned that Krisanna had practiced the Nine Sword School inherited from the ancient Eastern Kingdoms.

But even such a Shadow Guard Assassin who is proficient in shadow assassination can't even deal with a wizard of average strength.

"Is it because the female lord of Arab City is secretly helping him?" Hajjhona's eyes turned to the outline of Arab City, the size of an ant in the south of the desert. "If she really takes action, how could I not sense it?"

There is only one explanation, after all, the newly appointed lord of Mokou Town represents the Kingdom of Cormier.

Since he was facing the Kingdom of Cormier, he had to face it and look for cooperative allies.

A dragon that is not a giant dragon...

Hajjhona recalled the future of Ryze and his divination. His clear thinking instantly thought that if he wanted to take over Mokou Town, or even the entire Cormier Kingdom, the fastest way was to assist the Dragon Berlin Cult and help them complete the research on the Dragon Crazy Lock.

When countless dragons rage the Kingdom of Cormier, it is their most suitable invasion time.
To be continued...