Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

“Run!”

As they watched the huge shadow swoop down towards them, Lin Li felt his hair stand on ends. It all happened too quickly, and nobody had the time to prepare for it. The huge shadow had already covered the sky just as the wind started blowing.

Thankfully, these Adventurers were quite experienced with fights and quickly dispersed just as Lin Li shouted “run”. Lin Li turned back, and after seeing the last of them at least a few dozen meters away, he heaved a sigh of relief. He then held his Aether Staff tightly as he allowed the force of the Levitation Spell to spread around the area as he flew up into the sky like an arrow…

The huge shadow gradually became bigger, and the chill cut into his bones as the wind blew right at him, making his face ache. The figure of the Humerus Wyrm became clearer now; Lin Li could even distinctly see every bone as well as the huge Dragon Crystal that shone with an icy glow…

Then, he heard another growl coming from the sky.

Amidst the strong waves of death aura, Lin Li brushed past the Humerus Wyrm’s wing as he flew past it before all he could see was black flames…

“F*ck, such powerful dragon breath…” Lin Li stopped in midair as he looked down and saw the black flames sweep past the ground. Even with Lin Li’s capabilities, he could not help feeling shocked at the surging Death Energy.

However, what really made Lin Li’s skin crawl was the bones scattered on the ground—they started stirring as the dragon breath swept past them. The scattered bones started to twist around as though the dragon breath had gifted them life and came together like puzzles. Finally, they turned into machete-wielding Skeletal Warriors right in front of Lin Li’s eyes…

“Oh my God…”

These words had forced their way out of his throat. Lin Li finally understood what this damn place with the Humerus Wyrm was as he watched the Skeletal Warriors stand up one by one…

Even the lowest of mage apprentices knew that once a mage surpassed level-20, crossing into the Legendary-realm, they would have their own Magical Domain, where the mage could change, ignore, or even create their own rules.

It was safe to say that a mage had a nearly terrifying level of control over what happened in their own Magical Domain, and the stronger the mage was, the more control they had. Lin Li had once heard from Andoine that the God of Mages Geresco could single-handedly create a world of his own; Lin Li did not dare imagine what kind of realm that was. He had, however, seen Andoine’s Magical Domain before as Andoine had once shown it to him in the Sunset Mountains in order for Lin Li to experience such magic for himself…

That was a whole different world: everything there was decided by Andoine. In that world, the wind could stop and rivers could burn, the water could flow upwards and flowers could bloom even when they had already withered…

Unfortunately, not many knew that not only Legendary-mages had their own Magical Domains—in Andoine’s words, Magical Domains were an extension of one’s use of Rules—it had nothing to do with intellect nor bloodlines. Even a savage magical beast could have its own Magical Domain after it mastered enough Rules. Take the Salamander from the Fire Plume Ridge for example: its control over the Flame Energy was an indication of it having its own Magical Domain. Unfortunately, it had not been able to complete its Domain before it had died a wrongful death in Lin Li’s hands. Given time, however, Lin Li was sure that it could create its own Fire Domain.

If the Salamander could do it, then Undead creatures would be no exception…

A dragon breath held the power to destroy everything, and it was the same for the Humerus Wyrm which represented death. However, the Humerus Wyrm’s dragon breath made the Skeletal Warriors stand up earlier—how could Lin Li not understand what this meant? If he was right, this was a Magical Domain. Once created by a Lich, in this Magical Domain, not only could the Humerus Wyrm’s dragon breath destroy everything, it also had the ability to give life to countless Undead creatures…

Right, this must be the Humerus Domain Sendros had mentioned… Back in Alanna, Lin Li had heard Sendros mention that there were two Rules at the core of Necromagic—life and death. However, most Necromancers only knew of the Death Energy, while only those who truly understood Necromagic knew that life and death were of equal importance. Only they had the chance to take the most crucial step, to step into the abstract and elusive Legendary-realm…

And their Magical Domains were centered around these two core Rules, much like the Magical Domain in front of them now—life and death coexisted, and the Humerus Wyrm’s dragon breath that had the power to destroy everything also had the power to give life to Undead creatures here.

We’re in big trouble… Lin Li felt his head throb as he looked at the Skeletal Warriors that covered the surrounding land. A Humerus Domain was no child’s play, for it strengthened the Combat Energy of Undead creatures endlessly, especially that of the already terrifyingly powerful Humerus Wyrm. Once it was under the cover of the Humerus Domain, it would be able to defeat anything beneath Legendary-level, including the level-17 Vampire, Norfeller, as well as himself, who was at level-16…

Unless…

Unless Jason and the rest could get him an opportunity.

Wherever the dragon breath swept past, a black flame burned passionately as crowds of Skeletal Warriors sprung up from the flames like mushrooms. Lin Li silently opened the Ring of Endless Storm as he hovered in the sky and retrieved the Cross Sniper crossbow that he had not used in a long while…

Jason was on the brink of insanity now as everything that was happening was far beyond what he was capable of dealing with. He prided himself on being the best Adventurer in Doland, but right now, he found himself unbearably weak as he faced the legendary Humerus Wyrm. He suddenly realized that he was as good as an ant in front of it, so weak that he was incapable of something as basic as protesting…

There were ghastly white Skeletal Warriors everywhere as they surged towards them in waves. The only thing Jason could do was to channel Combat Energy with all he was worth and bank on the rune’s adamantine sword to help him catch a breather in the midst of the mountains of bones surrounding them. Countless Skeletal Warriors had been torn to pieces under the attack of the surging Combat Energy, but more of them rushed forth thereafter. The speed at which they recovered their numbers was devastatingly quick, and as the Adventurers looked at the growing numbers of Skeletal Warriors, even Jason could not help feeling his heart sink.

Sienna stood somewhere not far off from him. The blade of his machete had already turned blunt from his constant slashing, but he did not dare relax his nerves. He was clearly aware that he had to persevere in such circumstances as even a moment of slackness could cause him to drown in the midst of the Undead creatures.

Bloody hell, can that guy really handle this or not… Sienna looked up to the sky once again as he caught his breath in a short moment of rest. This was his third time glancing up; there was a black-cloaked figure hovering silently where he was looking…

Ironically, Sienna had never once genuinely worried about this fellow ever since they met in the Dragon Mountains. Well, he was everyone’s last hope, and even though he secretly detested this young mage, he had to admit that he was indeed the strongest out of them all. The previous scene in the town square had left a deep enough impression in Sienna’s mind, and he even believed that this young mage was perhaps much stronger than Norfeller, who had ripped the Ice Howler apart with his bare hands…

If someone was capable of leading them out of this damned place, it was probably this young mage named Felic.

Unfortunately, the young mage was in a sticky situation himself. Sienna could clearly see from where he was standing that the legendary Humerus Wyrm had spread its massive wings less than a hundred meters from where the young mage was…

What are we going to do? Sienna panicked slightly as he had seen what the dragon breath was capable of. He knew very well that the Humerus Wyrm was unbelievably powerful and even if all of them joined forces, they would still not stand the slightest chance against it. No matter how strong Felic was, there was no way he would be able to go directly against the Humerus Wyrm. If something were to happen to him, all 20-odd people including him would probably die here…

No way, he had to think of something.

Sienna looked at the black figure in the sky, and then at his men around him. After an unimaginably difficult struggle, he finally made a decision even he himself had not thought he would make.

“All the mages and archers, attack the monster in the sky now!”

“What?” At least half of his men stared at him with a dumbfounded look. There were Skeletal Warriors everywhere, and the Adventurers were already having a hard time keeping up with the fight. While the archers were having it slightly better since they were only physically tired from pulling their bows, the mages were not even highly skilled to begin with, so how could they cope with exhaustion from constantly using spells? Some of the weaker ones had already started using the Recovery Potions they had spent a lot of money on, yet Sienna wanted them to attack the monster above them at this crucial point in time?

This was complete blasphemy to them!