NOVEL NEXT Chapter 155: Undead? This is a Skeletal Dragon!_2
Hang in there, if one day you feel unhappy being an Intern Reaper or feel wronged, come to me... I'll support you.
If the Hell Grim Reaper is making things difficult for you, or if you're being ostracized... you can also come to me, then I might not only help you vent your anger but maybe even help you get a promotion and a raise."
I won't boast about my status as an Intern Reaper to you.
Let me, your former teammate, be the confidence you need.
"..."
There it was...
The counteraction against the heavenly stars...
Ideally, it should have been Venus drawing strength from the swindler Lance, but with just a few simple words, the swindler Lance had become the support for Venus, the Intern Reaper.
He sure talks big.
If one day the Hell Grim Reaper does make life difficult for Venus the Intern Reaper, she didn't believe the swindler Lance could truly help Venus.
It's not that she doubted the swindler Lance's strength.
It was that the swindler Lance simply had no standing to interact with the Hell Grim Reaper.
Venus also blinked her crimson eyes in mild puzzlement, sensing something strange about her own state of mind.
Reality told her that, as a Potion Master and a Beastmaster, Lance simply couldn't deliver on his promises to her.
Yet his words gave her an inexplicable sense of reassurance.
Doubting him yet trusting him...
"Got it, if there ever comes such a day, I will look for you." Venus donned her hat, "Let's get started, we'll aim to send all the undead in this area to hell before midnight."
The dark Grim Reaper's Scythe flared up with black mist.
Amelia's body burst into radiant azure mystic light; when the light dissipated, an ancient-looking large bow appeared in her hands.
An arrow quiver filled with arrows materialized behind her.
Her carelessly draped emerald green hair was tied into a high ponytail, and vital parts of her body were protected by soft armor.
The moment she nocked an arrow to the bowstring, her valiant figure emerged, her expression solemn and severe.
The Young Dragon, seeing Amelia transformed, had a fleeting thought of recruiting her as a guard for Princess Lucia.
Venus was also someone he wanted to recruit.
Regrettably, it was just a thought.
"Swindler Lance, if you want to get back to sleep earlier, don't hide your true strength. Show your real power and assist Venus... clear out this area quickly."
"As you wish."
Lance raised his hand, and with a buzzing sound, a massive black and red Array instantly formed.
Low growls emanated from the black and red Array.
Four legs as thick as columns slowly emerged from the Array, followed by a body as massive as a mountain.
Boom—
The ground shook as a Turtle as large as a hill appeared from the black and red Array, landing heavily on the ground.
???
Was this the Turtle Lance spoke of?
Amelia and Venus exchanged a glance unconsciously.
Even the legendary Dragon Turtle might not be as large as this Turtle.
Was Lance contracted to this colossal creature?
Woof, woof, woof—
Another dog's bark came from the black and red Array.
Amelia and Venus instinctively looked up at the black and red Array, where a large dog wreathed in Hellfire leapt forth.
Hellhound?
A Two-Headed Hellhound with two brains?
When the Hellhound saw Lance, it instinctively tried to stick out its tongue in a cute manner, but when it noticed there were two more people beside Lance.
Its gaze turned fierce, and a chillingly deep roar intermittently came from its throat.
Hellfire also ignited upon its four paws.
It was the proud, cool, and ruthless Two-Headed Hellhound, its arrival heralding death for this place.
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Amelia was stunned by the swindler Lance's two pets.
She thought the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor was the swindler Lance's strongest form.
Unexpectedly... even as a Beastmaster, the swindler Lance... was incredibly strong.
The Turtle as large as a hill.
Even if this Turtle moved slowly, its speed couldn't be that bad; being hit or even just bitten by it... would probably mean instant death.
Shoot it with arrows?
Don't be ridiculous; that turtle shell which glittered with a metallic sheen could not be penetrated by ordinary arrows.
To hunt this Turtle, at least two members of the "Luminous Sunlight" squad working together might be able to bring it down.
And then there was the Two-Headed Hellhound.
The Hellhound was fast, and a bite from it would directly suck away the soul.
With the powerful pets and the swindler Lance's identity as the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor...
Whoever attempts to ambush the swindler... will be the one to get screwed over...
"They are my pets, and their strength is quite decent. Even if there were mysterious and unknown powerhouses, we should be able to clear out this area quickly before midnight."
Lance appeared on Turtle's back.
Seeing this, the Young Dragon quickly flapped its wings and flew onto Turtle's back.
"You two, get on as well."
He took Venus to push through the area, clearing the undead.
Then they could go back to sleep earlier.
"Amelia... you stand next to Lance, assist me with your bow and arrows; if any undead pose a threat to my life, shoot them directly.
As for those of average strength, there's no need to kill them, just restrict their movements, and I will send them to hell."
"Understood."
"Then let's start."
Amelia flew onto Turtle's back, next to Lance, and nocked an arrow to the bowstring.
Venus leaped over Turtle, wielding the Grim Reaper's Scythe and flew low to the ground.
She hadn't been idle these days, having cleared a portion of the undead in this area.
The rest of the undead were stronger, and they had begun to consciously gang up on her.
It was strange, since that day... until tonight, she hadn't encountered any undead who knew how to pray to that mysterious statue.