Chapter 97

Plate armor, a spear...

" Caucasian Battle Mage!" Lin Yun was startled and almost instinctively raised his Spirit Channeling Staff, the flames of the Fireball spell instantly flickering.

But then, Lin Yun immediately realized something was wrong...

Because Lin Yun found that the figure in plate armor, holding a spear, was actually motionless. Yes, the legendary Caucasian Battle Mage, in front of Lin Yun's Fireball spell, did not even move. What was going on?

Could it be another skeleton?

Lin Yun, with a hint of doubt, interrupted the casting of the Fireball spell, but he still did not dare to be careless, tightly gripping the Sage's Chapter in his hand. If anything went wrong, the Rocket Spell in the Sage's Chapter would be activated, which was a true ultimate spell, far more powerful than a Fireball spell.

This couldn't really be blamed on Lin Yun for being too cautious...

These Caucasian Battle Mages were a unique existence in the entire magical civilization. They never learned any magical knowledge, nor did they conduct any magical research. They even lacked their own writing system. They were a group of true barbarians, still living in tribal societies.

But it was precisely this group of barbarians who possessed innate magical talent. Almost every Caucasian Battle Mage was born with the mana reserves of a mage, and after reaching adulthood, they could even reach the level of a High Mage. It should be noted that this did not require meditation or cultivation, it was completely innate mana. This alone was enough to make ordinary mages envious to the point of madness...

What was even more terrifying was that the Caucasian Battle Mages were born with incredibly strong physical strength. They were skilled in using all kinds of heavy weapons and heavy armor. When they appeared on the battlefield, they were like armored beasts, and these beasts could cast various spells!

Facing such a monstrous existence as the Caucasian Battle Mage, Lin Yun felt that no amount of caution was excessive...

Lin Yun almost maintained his vigilance while casting various detection spells.

No magical fluctuations, no life force...

"Phew..." Lin Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of whether the figure in front of him was a Caucasian Battle Mage, there was no danger.

Only at this moment did Lin Yun release the Sage's Chapter from his hand, then sidestepped and passed by...

At this time, the footsteps of the Bone Demon were getting closer and closer.

Those low, deep roars seemed to be right in Lin Yun's ear, and more importantly, Lin Yun, standing in the open area of the fork, realized that there was no path ahead...

Yes, the fork had reached its end.

Lin Yun's only option now was to wait.

Either wait for the Bone Demon to give up the pursuit, or wait for the Bone Demon to find him...

Time passed minute by minute, and the cave's vibrations became more and more intense. Large chunks of earth fell from the ceiling, making Lin Yun look rather disheveled, but at this moment, Lin Yun was no longer concerned about these things. After confirming that there was no way out ahead, Lin Yun released a Mage's Eye. Without the interference of the Spirit Channeling Staff, the Mage's Eye smoothly ascended along the slope...

As soon as the Mage's Eye reached the middle of the slope, Lin Yun saw the Bone Demon. Compared to the brief glimpse he had when he first arrived in the Bone Plane, this time Lin Yun could see it much more clearly.

A massive body several meters tall, entirely composed of white bones, with bone spines that seemed to shimmer with a faint light in the darkness. Dozens of will-o'-the-wisps circled around its body, each emitting a violent magical fluctuation. The soul fire in the skull was as large as a fist, and the overwhelming aura of death made Lin Yun, even from the other end of the fork, feel suffocated.

In the hollow eye sockets, two will-o'-the-wisps flickered wildly, searching the dark cave, as if trying to find the source of a living being's aura...

"Simply relentless..." Lin Yun knew that this time, there was no escape. The Bone Demon would not stop until it found him.

After giving up the last bit of hope, Lin Yun became completely calm.

His gaze passed through the long fork, and his mind quickly calculated his chances if he were to fight the Bone Demon here.

To be honest, the chances were really not good...

The terrain of the fork was advantageous to him, but only for a sneak attack.

The two Rocket Spells, which had been upgraded to ultimate spells, plus the continuous damage from a Flame Barrier, were probably all the advantages he could gain. After that, he would be completely exposed to the Bone Demon's attacks. The continuous bombardment of dozens of Necrotic Fireballs would make it extremely difficult for him to even chant a single spell. At that point, he would likely be doomed to stay in the Bone Plane forever.

If only the Caucasian Battle Mage beside him were still alive, with his incredible physical strength, holding back the Bone Demon would not be a problem. He could then focus on casting spells, and perhaps together, they could have a chance to defeat the Bone Demon.

Thinking about this, Lin Yun suddenly twitched his nose, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

Strange, why was there no decay or stench from this Caucasian Battle Mage?

Could it be that these children of the wasteland had a different body structure from ordinary humans, and had not decayed even after so many years? That didn't make sense. This was the Bone Plane, where the power of death was omnipresent, and everything decayed ten times faster. Even a dragon left here for three hundred years would have long turned into a second Bone Dragon.

As he thought, Lin Yun's eyes suddenly lit up.

At this moment, Lin Yun finally understood why the Spirit Channeling Staff in his hand was reinforcing mana in such a stubborn way, why this fork did not look like it was excavated by humans, and why this Caucasian Battle Mage had not decayed even after so many years...

One by one, the questions suddenly had answers.

All of this was because the Caucasian Battle Mage beside him was not a living being at all!

Thinking of this, Lin Yun suddenly lifted the plate armor of the Caucasian Battle Mage...

"Indeed..." Lin Yun instinctively took a step back, and what he saw was a skeleton made of mithril, densely engraved with numerous alchemical arrays, each at least of Master level. If such a mithril skeleton suddenly appeared in the outside world, it would likely cause a sensation, a vast fortune that would drive any alchemical society to madness...

But at this moment, Lin Yun had no time to care about these things. His gaze quickly swept over the alchemical arrays, quickly finding the source of the puppet's mana.

As Lin Yun had expected, the source of mana was indeed empty...