Soon, the undead dragon walked to the side of the camp.

A slap in front of him into pieces, the undead dragon raised its hideous dragon head and stared at the tiny human below with his pale eyes at the height of the three floors.

The expedition members were desperate.

Dragons are extraordinary species. After they die, they are also extraordinary species. Their powerful strength is not something ordinary people can fight against. The mercenaries do not think that muskets can cause damage to this undead dragon, let alone the undeads around who have more bullets than theirs. What they just can't understand is... How can there be extraordinary undead dragons in the Death Desert? Shouldn't they disappear before the Dark Age like all extraordinary creatures... in that godly battle full of countless mysteries?

There are dragons in the Death Desert, even the undead dragon... which can definitely shock the world.

But the expedition members thought about spreading the news of discovering extraordinary creatures from time to time, but were worried about how they should survive.

But what's strange is... After the undead dragon stood up, it no longer made any moves. Only the white mist and surging pressure that continued to press down on the expedition team members did not dare to move.

At this time, Marcus rolled and crawled over and knelt at the foot of the undead dragon: "The great monarch of death... I am a believer of the god of death, a necromancer who devotes his whole life to the magic of the undead.

Please accept my praise for you, accept my humble loyalty, teach me the mystery of the undead spell, and make me a great and eternal lich. I will bring blood and soul to worship you, and I will make your name tremble the world."

...

The hills returned to tranquility, and the Undead Dragon did not respond to Marcus and remained standing still.

The mercenaries finally knew who the undead mage was and who killed the leader Stilwell. The mercenaries put down the guns aimed at Jessica and Sir Charles, looked at Marcus, who was flirting with the undead in anger, and then...waited for death.

When the mercenaries put down their guns, the undead dragon finally spoke: "It's really rude to point the gun at the lady's doorstep."

What this undead dragon said made everyone confused.

Who is the lady?

Everyone looked at Jessica at the same time. She was the only woman in the entire expedition team. Could it be that the lady in the Undead Dragon refers to her... But when the Undead called "Miss", he obviously put himself in the lower position. How could a human girl be so respected by an extraordinary Undead Dragon?

Even Jessica looked confused, not sure what was going on.

Only Sir Charles's face was full of fanatical expressions. If it weren't for the scene being very nervous, he would have probably jumped up and cheered for his efforts for so many years.

Just when most people were confused about the situation, the teleportation array flashed in front of Jessica, and two lich wizards holding magic wands stood in front of her.

This is a real Lich of the Undead clan, with immortal attributes and super spell casting ability. It is the highest realm that human undead mages pursue throughout their entire lives. After Marcus saw the Lich, his eyes emitted a fanatical light, which was the form he yearned for... But the two Lich mages waved their wands to set up two defensive walls between Jessica and the mercenaries.

There is no doubt anymore. The lady in the mouth of the Undead Dragon... is "Jessica".

All the undead here came because of her because she was threatened by life, and she was threatened by life at the door of her "home".

But what's going on?

"Son, I'm sorry, monarch... I don't know..." Marcus finally realized what kind of mistake he had made. He crawled in front of the undead dragon and begged him: "Please forgive my ignorance. I don't know that Miss Jessica's identity is so noble. Please see that this misunderstanding did not happen. Please see that I am a believer in the God of Death... Forgive me."

The Undead Dragon said in a contemptuous tone: "Yes, you don't know a lot. First of all, I'm not a Death Monarch, and then I don't like blood and soul...

But... since you did not threaten the lady with a weapon, then I can forgive your rudeness.

But is death willing to forgive you...

I think it's necessary for you to ask in person."

...

Before Marcus understood, the undead dragon raised his foot and stepped on it... Looking at the blood-stained sand under his feet, he sprayed mist and said, "I don't know the god of death."

Marcus died just like that, and simply didn't make any sound.

The mercenaries looked at the feet of the undead dragon with pale faces... blood spreading on the sand, and their hearts were filled with fear of death.

The only person in the camp who could make these undead throw mice was Jessica, but when they put down their guns, Jessica was protected by the lich.

"Miss Jessica... This is a misunderstanding." The mercenary begged to Jessica behind the defensive wall: "We are just overwhelmed by Stilwell's death. We did not intentionally hurt you, we...we are all deceived by Marcus. Please save us...

We all have family members.”

The mercenaries all put down their guns and begged Jessica one after another.

Jessica couldn't bear to see so many people dying here, she asked the Undead Dragon: "My name is Jessica Elsey, you can call me Jessica, can I know your name?"

The undead dragon bent down, bowed his head and saluted Jessica, and then replied in a respectful tone: "Miss Jessica, I am Astroro, the frost dragon."

Jessica did not expect that she could really make such a powerful extraordinary creature obey. She began to believe Sir Charles' guess about her bloodline. Her ancestors were really powerful and could make a deceased dragon bow to his descendants of countless generations after 2,000 years.

Then there should be no problem pleading with this frost dragon and letting him go to these mercenaries.

Jessica glanced at Sir Charles and found that the Jazz was all focused on the Frost Dragon. She mustered up the courage and said, "These mercenaries have no intention of really hurting me. They were just sowed by the dead necromancer. Since I have nothing to do... can you let them leave safely?"

The mercenaries were waiting for the Frost Dragon's answer in anticipation. They could see the extraordinary creature's respect for Jessica. Although they didn't know why a human girl could make the undead dragon bow, as long as she could survive.

The frost dragon Astro stood up again, looking down at the mercenaries and said coldly: "I'm sorry, Miss Jessica... It is my duty to protect you, but you have no right to order me now.

Please go to the room for a temporary rest, it will end soon.”

After the words came to Jessica, a portal appeared beside her. Two lich mages raised her arms and wanted to pull her into the portal. Jessica struggled, but was still pulled in gradually. She shouted loudly: "Don't kill Sir Charles, he is my father. If you dare to kill him, I will commit suicide..."
Chapter completed!