Chapter 242: Skeletal Dragon King "Mordemole"
An hour later, the two finally left the bathroom.
That night, the night deepened gradually.
Leo City became increasingly quiet during the late hours.
In a room of the West Wind Inn.
Li Meng, lying on the bed, entered his dreams.
The naked Tabitha clung to him like an octopus.
"This is..."
Standing in front of the bathroom door, Li Meng looked around.
The familiar room made Li Meng realize he was dreaming again.
Li Meng glanced up at the stairs leading to the second floor.
The familiar sound of keyboard typing echoed again.
"I... I won't go up!"
That black shadow was terrifying.
Its sudden appearance would startle anyone.
Li Meng sat on the sofa in the hall, staring fixedly at the stairway.
He wanted to see if the black shadow would come downstairs on its own.
Suddenly, the typing sounds upstairs stopped.
Li Meng, sitting on the sofa, tensed up.
But after a while, there was still no movement upstairs.
The black shadow also did not appear.
"Phew!"
Li Meng took a deep breath.
He withdrew his gaze from the stairs and turned to look out the window.
At that moment, he saw the black shadow.
The black shadow was sitting right beside Li Meng.
"Ah!"
Li Meng let out a scream in the room.
Before he could escape, the shadow pressed down on him again.
"Mor... Mordemole, kill... it!"
It repeated again and again.
"I'll kill, I'll kill, but... can you not be so scary? Can't you look a bit better in my dreams? Even if not a beauty, at least a handsome guy? You... this look is just too creepy."
The shadow's voice stopped!
"This... this way?"
The shadow changed, turning into the most beautiful woman in Li Meng's memory.
"No, change again!"
The familiar face caused Li Meng's heart to tremble.
Unknowingly, it had been nearly six years since his mother passed away.
No matter what, Li Meng could not accept the shadow communicating with him using his mother's face.
"No, change again!"
"Can you only transform into people in my memory?"
"No, I don't want to see this person."
"Then become Yang Meiling."
Yang Meiling was a talented singer in Li Meng's memory.
She rose to fame upon debut and was also very beautiful.
Unfortunately, she passed away from cancer at a young age.
The shadow obediently transformed into the woman in Li Meng's memory.
She wore a black low-cut, body-hugging dress.
Her waist-length black hair casually draped over her shoulders.
This was Yang Meiling's last outfit seen on screen.
"Who are you?"
Looking at the woman beside him, Li Meng asked.
Li Meng had a suspicion in his heart.
The one responsible for him crossing into another world was probably this being beside him.
The woman merely stared at him without answering.
After a while, her voice rang out again.
"Kill... kill it, Mordemole!"
"I'll kill, I'll kill it. But you are..."
Before he could finish, Li Meng woke up from his dream.
Lying on the bed, Li Meng suddenly opened his eyes.
"That dream again!"
Li Meng took a deep breath.
"Xiao Bai, who is Mordemole?"
"The Skeletal Dragon King, Mordemole!"
Xiao Bai's answer made Li Meng murmur to himself.
So, it's that creature.
Although the future had been altered.
Some things were still unfolding along the future line.
When Li Meng heard the shadow mention the name Mordemole, he immediately thought of the Skeletal Dragon King.
"Xiao Bai, I want to kill it!"
"Very difficult. Dragon Kings are immortal. As long as death exists in this world, even if the Skeletal Dragon King is slain, it will revive."
"No matter. If it can be killed once, it can be killed a second time. Tell me about it."
"The Skeletal Dragon King resides in the ancient city of 'Camelot' in the Central Continent. That area is also called the Undead Nation. Its predecessor was the ancient 'Gantzaya Empire.' The Skeletal Dragon King's appearance led to the fall of Gantzaya. All living creatures in its domain were transformed into undead. The Skeletal Dragon King's authority gave rise to intelligent undead beings, the 'Vampires,' who became the leading force of the Undead Nation. They command the undead to guard it."
"Master, to kill the Skeletal Dragon King, you must first face an endless army of undead."
"The bane of undead creatures is light magic. Master, you must find a Light Slime to form a contract and gain light magic."
Xiao Bai's words made Li Meng frown slightly.
He had thought the Skeletal Dragon King was a solitary existence.
After all, beings as powerful as Dragon Kings were usually loners.
Unexpectedly, the Skeletal Dragon King's authority naturally granted it a group of defenders.
To kill the Skeletal Dragon King, he would have to wage war on the Undead Nation.
"Xiao Bai, do you know how to build an airship?"
The Undead Nation was in the Central Continent.
To travel there, an airship was necessary.
Transporting an army to the Central Continent also required airships.
"I can, but it requires mithril and wind crystal stones!"
"Runes can automatically convert magic into elemental magic when infused. Can slimes manage that?"
"Uh... Hmm, interesting thought. It should work."
"Looks like we need to return for a bit."
"Master, finding the Light Slime should be the priority."
"The Light Slime is in the Saint Byron Continent. A round trip would take at least three years. We can't waste that time. Let's first return to teach shipbuilding techniques. That way, by the time we return, the airship fleet will be ready for departure!"
"Very reasonable planning, Master. I have no objections!"
Thus, Li Meng decided on his next steps.
By his count, it had only been half a year since leaving home.
Returning would take about half a month.
Time ticked away, and the night deepened.
The long night finally gave way to dawn.
As the morning sun rose from the eastern sky, it heralded a new day.
In the early morning, as life began to stir.
In Leo City, at the West Wind Inn.
In a room on the third floor.
"Master, I plan to visit the Crystal Temple in Leo City!"
Tabitha, wearing a bathrobe, emerged from the bathroom.
She had been exhausted after being with her master all night and felt sticky all over.
Too tired to notice before, she now couldn't wait to cleanse herself.
Tabitha had already accepted becoming her master's concubine.
After all, she was still alive.
Although the bishop's death saddened her.
It was merely that; the man had a family.
She had only been his lover.
Feelings could sometimes be uncontrollable.
She was not a strong woman and occasionally needed a man's comfort.
That man had been her means to fulfill her desires.
There was affection, but not to the extent of life and death.
As for revenge, Tabitha never even considered it.