Capítulo 157: Crushing and Slapping to Death

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.