Chapter 1691 - 928: Garrison in the Bone Sea (Part 2)

Subsequently, Lis’ spiritual power slowly penetrated into the surrounding Magic Runes, cautiously exploring deeper along the Magic Pattern Circuits.

In this process, Lis noticed the existence of the anti-detection Magic Pattern Array arranged by Garrison.

However, those Magic Pattern Arrays were still too crude in front of Lis.

Lis didn’t even use his own Magic Power; he just subtly used his spiritual power to guide the Undead Magic Power flowing in the Magic Pattern Circuit, successfully shielding the perception of those Magic Pattern Arrays.

Then, Lis’ spiritual power continued to extend towards the core along the Magic Pattern Circuit.

Soon, Lis noticed something special.

His spiritual power detected that all the Magic Pattern Circuits in the tomb were slowly extracting Undead Magic Power and converging it towards a certain location.

The degree of this magic extraction was precisely at the upper limit of the Magic Pattern Circuit.

Under such an extraction speed, the function of cultivating the undead in the entire Undead Tomb was almost at a standstill, yet it was not enough to cause the collapse of the whole Magic Pattern Circuit of the Undead Tomb.

Garrison is extracting magic power to restore his own injuries?

If that’s the case, then there must be a channel in the tomb’s Magic Pattern Circuit that transports this magic power to the Magic Workshop.

It is very likely the magic power convergence point that Lis just discovered.

Lis’ eyes lit up, and he concentrated his focus to explore the magic power convergence point he had observed.

A moment later, a vortex of Undead Magic Power appeared in Lis’ consciousness.

The magic power extracted from the Undead Tomb converged here and was constantly being devoured.

Lis could feel that the devoured magic power seemed to be sent to the depths of the Earth.

And there, it was precisely where Lis had sensed Garrison’s Magic Workshop before.

This is it!

Without hesitation, Lis transformed into a streak of blood and merged into the surrounding Magic Pattern Circuit.

Following the previously explored pathway, bypassing the Magic Pattern Array he had shielded, he directly plunged into the magic vortex.

In a blur, Lis arrived at a peculiar place.

Upon feeling detached from the influence of the magic vortex, Lis instantly submerged into the Shadow.

Only then did he start observing the situation around his body.

However, the situation before Lis’ eyes greatly differed from his previous estimates and speculations.

Originally, Lis thought that beneath the tomb lay Garrison’s Magic Workshop.

As the most powerful Spellcasters among the undead, liches proficient in Undead Magic possess Wisdom not inferior to Mages.

Naturally, they would also construct their own Magic Workshop for normal research.

This might also relate to the fact that liches were mostly powerful mages in life.

But now, what unfolded before Lis was not the anticipated Magic Workshop but a vast and expansive underground Space.

It was a vast, boundless white Ocean, with countless layers of white bones strewn at the horizon’s edge, imparting to Lis a sense of both eeriness and Mystery.

The air was filled with an intensely thick Undead Magic Power, almost forming a gray, misty haze.

And amid this Bone Sea composed of Death, a towering white bone tomb rose from the ground.

Lis noticed that the tomb was meticulously crafted from various bones, inscribed with all sorts of Magic Runes, brimming with ample Undead Magic Power.

The entire tomb continuously absorbed the Undead Magic Power in the surrounding air, channeling it towards the tomb’s apex.

At the tomb’s summit, a black bone-etched throne clearly stood.

These black bones shimmered with a cold metallic sheen. Lis understood that they were formed from the hardest and most lethal parts of a Fear Knight, each steeped in a thick aura of Death.

The clarity came as Lis had just dismantled a complete Fear Knight.

The sensation of these black bones was vividly clear.

Simultaneously, the figure sitting upon that throne captivated all of Lis’ attention.

It was a cloaked figure in black robes, the lich Garrison whom Lis had been seeking.

His presence seemed to be the sole color in this white Ocean, the ruler of this domain of Death, yet at the same time part of it.

However, Lis wasn’t swayed by Garrison’s aura.

He didn’t look directly at Garrison but glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Garrison, sitting on the black bone throne, seemed to have recovered from the ravages caused by Dominic’s self-destruction.

Yet Lis clearly sensed that Garrison’s current Status hadn’t improved much.

His aura was far less than when he first appeared on the battlefield, exuding a sense of Weakness.

Of course, this was relative to legend levels.

Even so, it exerted considerable pressure on Lis.

Garrison sat on the bone throne, the hood of his robe concealing his face, making it unclear if Garrison’s eyes were closed.

But evidently, Garrison was absorbing magic to heal his bodily injuries.

Vast amounts of Undead Magic Power slowly filtered through the tomb and black throne into his body.

Upon entering Garrison’s body, the magic seemed to be devoured by something, vanishing entirely.

Lis felt uncertain about Garrison’s current Status.

Although it seemed Garrison hadn’t noticed his infiltration, Lis remained on high alert.

A Cross-level Challenge against a legend demanded that Lis be thoroughly prepared.

But now, Garrison’s situation appeared odd.

Typically, the injuries suffered by undead aren’t particularly severe.

After all, compared to humans, the bodies of undead are merely vessels for their Soul Fire, quickly restorable through the consumption of magic power.

Clearly, however, the injuries Garrison sustained weren’t simple.

Whether from Dominic’s self-destruction or the subsequent Divine Power clash with Veronica, both inflicted severe impacts on Garrison’s body and Soul.

Undead Creatures could swiftly heal physical wounds by absorbing magic.

However, injuries to the Soul couldn’t be mended merely through absorbing magic.

Previously, Lis assumed Garrison had not recovered physically, so he was drawing magic from the tomb’s Barrier above.

But now, it appeared Garrison’s physical state had recovered.

If that’s the case, why was he absorbing so much magic?

Even for a Legendary Witch Demon, absorbing and storing such vast amounts of Undead Magic Power would be challenging.

Once inside Garrison’s body, all magic vanished.

Or perhaps Garrison absorbed this magic not to heal injuries, but with another purpose?

Lis’ mind flashed with thoughts, his gaze instantly sweeping to Garrison’s right shoulder.

He vividly remembered that during Garrison’s battle with Veronica, he revealed his physical form.

And on his right shoulder, a bizarre dark red tumor left a deep impression on Lis.

From his subsequent clash with Veronica, Lis could confirm that the dark red tumor wasn’t Garrison’s own Strength but originated from some Abyss Demon God.

Possibly, during the fight with Veronica, the dark red tumor consumed heavily.

Thus, Garrison’s absorption of massive Undead Magic Power was to replenish that dark red tumor?

Lis speculated.

If his guess was correct, it wasn’t good news for Lis.

Because it implied that the dark red tumor wasn’t a one-time expendable power.

Garrison might still possess the capability to wield that bizarre power again.

Previously, Lis’ plans to Hunt Garrison hinged on Garrison’s severe damage and depleted trump cards.

Yet now, if Garrison still held trump cards, especially that most troublesome one, Lis’ chances of successfully Hunting Garrison diminished.

What to do?

Lis hesitated.

Should he turn back and leave now, wait until he finds a solution before returning?

Time certainly was against him, and such an opportunity might never arise again!

Lis’ eyes instantly steeled with determination.

With the bow drawn, there was no turning back!