Despite having a simple conversation with the Green Monster, Gret's fear has not diminished.

The flight distance was getting farther and farther, but there were no traces of human villages below. This discovery also made Gret's heart feel cold.

He knew that if this continued, the green monster in front of him would not forgive him no matter what he said, and the only fate that he would be waiting for him was to be swallowed by the green monster.

At this moment, Gret couldn't help but think of the power that allowed him to escape from the hands of many vampires. Gret didn't know where that power was hidden, but as long as it could be displayed again, he would be able to escape from the predicament smoothly.

Just as Gret's heart was full of worries, the originally unchanging dense forest on the ground finally appeared.

The branches and leaves of the trees became sparse, and the green scenery disappeared. Instead, it was dark and dirty. A barren land appeared at the end of the dense forest.

The familiarity reached Gret's mind. After careful perception, he realized that what existed on this deserted land was the familiar energy of death.

The death energy originated from the necromancer has completely changed this land, and Gret can deeply feel this.

"Do you know what's going on below? It's not like a natural scene." The pure dragon head also noticed the abnormality below and looked up at Gret and asked.

"Yes." Grey nodded, "It is said that the necromancers have attacked the depths of the dense forest and used the cloud of death to corrupt all the trees they passed by, causing everything to wither and decline... I didn't expect it to be true."

Hearing Gret say this, the Dragon Head of the Animal Skin raised his head and said with some doubt: "You brought us to this direction. You don't know what's here?"

Gret hurriedly replied, "No, I just feel something..."

Seeing the dragon head of the beast-skinned dragon still had doubts, Gret added: "I have seen the holder of the artifact. He is the leader of all the necromancers and the initiator of all this. Everything here reminds me of him. I will come here and have an inseparable relationship with him..."

"Really? He sounds like a powerful guy who can strengthen our bloodline!" exclaimed the garland dragon head, "What's his name?"

"His name is Rhodes." Grett answered truthfully.

What surprised Gret was that just after he said the name of the undead mage, the green monster suddenly vibrated violently. Unpredictable, he was almost thrown out.

"What's wrong..." Gret asked in panic. He didn't know what was wrong with the green monster? Why did such a reaction occur? If Gret hadn't reacted in time, he would have been dumped from the air.

Looking at the deserted land below, a feeling of dizziness rushed into Gret's mind again. He could not imagine what would happen once he fell from the green monster.

However, no matter which dragon head was, he did not answer his question as soon as possible.

These dragon heads looked at each other for a few times, and all showed unbelievable eyes. Even the garland dragon head, which had always been enthusiastic, changed into a look of surprise at this moment.

The only one who can keep calm is probably the dragon head bound by chains. Its eyes swept coldly over Gret and other dragon heads, and its eyes were filled with ruthless mockery.

Just when Gret was confused, the pure dragon leader finally spoke: "You said that the name of the undead wizard is Rhodes. Can you be sure of this?"

"Yes." Grey nodded. He realized the reason for the abnormal reaction of the green monster, which was obviously related to the mysterious undead mage who once cursed him. He didn't know what secrets the undead mage involved in the ultimate.

"Wait..." Suddenly, Gret said in disbelief as if he realized something, "You said you had met a perfect human, is he..."

"Just like yours." The Dragon Head of the Beast Skin took the initiative to answer Gret's question, "It was in the deep underground. We met him, the perfect existence named Rhode... Wait, he should be a magician, why do you say he is a necromancer? Are we not talking about the same person? Just with the same name? You'd better make it clear!"

"I don't think so." Before Gret answered, the Pure Dragon Head refuted her words, "You don't know his true identity. Maybe he also learned the undead spell while mastering the magic. You know, he is a perfect existence. Yes, that must be the case."

"This is impossible! Don't mislead us with words." The beast-skin dragon roared in a low voice, as if it would bite the pure dragon head in the next moment.

On the back of the green monster, listening to the conversation between the dragon heads, Gret frowned.

He noticed that in addition to different personalities, these dragon heads also had disputes and differences. They had different consciousnesses, but shared the bodies of green monsters, and even one of the dragon heads was locked by iron chains.

After silently recording this in his heart, Gret understood that his own strength alone could not escape from the monster's hands. Even if he brought the green monster to the gathering place of humans, his final fate would probably be swallowed by it. If he wanted to survive from its hands, he had to rely on other methods.

Grett didn't know whether the power that teleported himself to the dense forest would appear again on him, but he could not continue to rely on this power. The only thing he could rely on was his own observation.

He opened his mouth and Gret was about to say something, but his words were interrupted by the garland dragon head.

"No matter whether he is the person we are talking about or not, as long as we see him, everything will be answered."

As he said that, the dragon head of the wreath looked at Gret on his back: "You know where he is, right? When we get enough blood, we will go to find him, and you will need to guide you."

When he recalled the undead mage he had seen, the fear left in his heart made Gret subconsciously swallow.

If possible, he would never want to appear in front of the necromancer again, but he just hoped to hide as far as possible. Unfortunately, the sudden green monster led him to the position of the necromancer again.

Before he could say anything more, he heard the garland dragon head exclaiming: "Look, what is that?"

After reminding the garland of dragon head, Gret looked down and saw an abandoned town appearing in his sight among the desolate woodland.
Chapter completed!