When he woke up again, Ritchie's consciousness was already in the far north.

Bare, wearing a skull with a pull ring, silver-white knight armor, and a cold throne.

Yes, there are two Richie, one who has just arrived in Stalagmites, wearing a cloth robe, and the other is wearing the Knights of the Silver Moon Order on the throne in the north. The two rely on dormancy to switch between the two.

As Ritchie's inducing demon, Salina is kneeling under the throne on one knee.

Salina quietly appeared beside Rich and whispered: "Your Highness, the Lich King, your sleep time seems to be getting longer and longer. Do you need me..."

"No, please be busy with me and I'll explain your business." Ricci waved his hand and stood up, then walked down the steps step by step: "Dormant is beneficial to me to accumulate magic, you don't have to worry about this."

As he said that, Ricci had already crossed past Salina.

"Salina understands." Salina lowered her head slightly.

Walking to the middle of the hall, Ricci silently recited the spell.

A door of space soon appeared in front of him. He raised his legs without hesitation and walked in.

This is a spell that Gray had never mastered before, but for Ritchie today, it is so simple that it cannot be simpler.

Yes, his growth was extremely rapid, so fast that it exceeded everyone's imagination.

...

The north wind swept everything unscrupulously, and the silver moon flag roared in the wind.

The powerful undead legion stood in the blizzard, many of which were completely covered with thick ice and snow.

In the fortress dug recently in the depths of the legion, a door of space slowly opened.

Ricci walked out of the space gate.

In the dirty laboratory, Bailey, who was busy experimenting, stuck his head out from behind the test bench: "Hey, have you arrived in Stalagmites City?"

"Yeah." Ritchie nodded and walked to Bailey's side.

"Did you see that guy? I said that bug." Retracting his head, Bailey continued the experiment.

"I met and I have settled down. He promised to arrange a meeting with Pagasus for me, but he must pass through his mother insect."

"Oh, that's pretty smooth."

"It may also be...it won't go too smoothly. His statement is vague. He said that Pagasus is in Stalagmites City, but he can't come up with any evidence. He has never seen Pagasus himself."

"Well...so you doubt him?"

"This is a reasonable doubt, isn't it? What about here? Is there any progress?" Ritchie said, looking at the tilted container on the test bench.

"No." Bailey turned his back to Ritchie and scratched his bare skull with his hands: "It's too complicated, mainly...it's particularly cumbersome. I have every reason to suspect that Pagasus took at least ten thousand years to make that thing. Ten thousand years...it's also quite a long time for the eternal species."

After a pause, Bailey added: "Glasley is doing it too, but I think even if two people do it together, it won't speed up a little bit. There are too many things to verify. Once something goes wrong, I don't know what's wrong. I'm trying to understand some of the tricks."

"It seems that the only way to get Erdena is to find Pagasus."

"It may also be more than just finding Pagasus. In fact, I still can't figure out what this is. We are sure to summon someone sealed by the abyss. Are our knowledge of her limited to legends and books? I don't think this is no different from summoning the outer god."

"But we don't have a better choice, right?" Ritchie spread his hands.

Bailey looked back at him and turned his head back.

About half a year ago, Grassley, the crusher of the Bone Holy Light Holy Church, obtained an ancient "blueprint" about a terrible weapon sealed in the abyss.

The designer of the weapon is a secluded ancient demon - Pagasus.

Re-copying this weapon, or finding Pagasus and obtaining the "Erkedna" hidden in his hand will have a huge boost to the situation.

It happened that Bailey had obtained key information from Pagasus - this is why Ritchie went to Stalagmites City.

"You often hibernate, Salina and Delia don't doubt it, are you?" Bailey asked while rushing the glass bottle.

"No, I told them that I need dormant to improve my magic. My magic really improves very quickly," Ritchie replied. "So what if they doubt it? They can't track where I am going."

"You are totally talented, so enviable. Hahahahahahahaha. To be honest, your personality might be more appropriate if you stand on the side of the demon. After all, I have never seen you with the righteous side. You are not even willing to trust your guardian angels and induce demons. I have never heard of Gray's suspicion of Catherine and Vivian."

"So what? Uncle Bailey, will you continue to support me?"

"Of course, we are at a disadvantage, and we should be more cautious in our disadvantage."

"Thank you, Uncle Bailey." Ritchie said softly.

...

In a blink of an eye, Ricci arrived at a place similar to a military conference room, where more than a dozen big lichs, including Brutu, gathered.

"The war of attrition between the Eastern and Southern lines is still continuing. We just lost 30,000 troops. What's more annoying is that the guys from the Abyss didn't take action! Not only the Abyss, but Jinlong was just pretending this time! I was almost angry!"

"To be honest, I really want to give them a shot when I fired the shooting stars!"

"Wake up, with their level of devil freedom, your meteor fire rain can't even burn the roots."

"What should I do? I just can't stand those guys!"

More than a dozen lichs, including Brutu, all quarreled together.

Standing in the middle, Ricci, who was watching the sand table, gently raised his left hand to stop the Lichs' argument: "Uncles and aunts, don't be excited. The 30,000 undead troops have no big problems for us. If you look for replenishment, you should be able to get back 10,000 on the battlefield. If you absorb it in other places, 30,000 should be replenished soon."

All the lichs stared at Ricci quietly.

"What's wrong?" Ritchie looked up at them.

"Don't you feel angry?" asked Brutu.

"I'm angry," Ritchie replied. "I'd rather than anyone else, I want to smash their bones and feed the Hellhounds. Believe me, what we do now is to smash their bones and feed the Hellhounds."

"Then what?"

"As before, adjust the layout, adjust whatever you want, and then continue to attack. Failure, supplement, adjust the layout, attack, failure, supplement, adjust the layout... Continuously cycle, while ensuring that the main layout does not move. If they try to attack, follow the previous plan. Although the possibility is very low, they should make them feel that we are very anxious and can't hold back."

"What else?"

Looking around for a week, Ritchie whispered to them: "And that's right, trust me."

...

If Ritchie has the biggest difficulty right now, it is probably the patience of the Lichs.

The perseverance and morale of the lichs never need to worry about, but patience is required. These existences that are infinitely close to immortality are not good at waiting. Many times, Rich will be afraid that they will directly pass the army of the undead as soon as they are on the top.

That is exactly what heaven, hell, and the black dragon want to see.

Although the Lich has a soul box and will not die easily, the materials of the Undead Legion are limited. If the entire 10 million undead Legion falls here, I am afraid that there will be no chance to gather again.

Neither heaven nor hell would allow them to gather such a large army again.

...

After the military meeting ended, Ricci immediately opened the door to the space and rushed to the next location.

Logistics, internal affairs, comfort, every aspect, and every door, Ricci must pay attention to it. Or he must see at least every big lich to avoid accidents... and even respond to letters from all over the continent of Celtics in Gray's tone. This is something he must do when switching to this body every day.

...

Eight hours later, Richie opened his eyes in the hotel in Stalagmites City, full of fatigue.

"I have to negotiate with Houzhu... I don't know if I can convince her. If it were her father, there would probably be no bargaining chips. He could even convince the Golden Dragon clan to become an ally without giving any conditions." Holding his forehead, Ricky suddenly had such an idea in his mind.

Yes, he is such a legendary person. He is the whole of his mother, but he disappeared on the vast snow-capped mountains.

This world is really unfair. Both the black dragon and the gods and demons have to pay the price for what they do.

"Anyway, you have to try it, right?" Retrieved back, Ritchie turned his face and asked, "Is there any news about Burfran?"

"Master, Lord Berfran has come, and he said that the arrangement has been made." Blau, who was creeping on the ground, said: "Blau told him that you are resting and let him go back first."

Ritchie stood up, walked to Blao, chanted the spell, and gently tapped it on Blao's forehead.

Suddenly, Blao's eyes rolled and he fainted.

"You just have a good sleep here. I'll go alone this time." After saying that, Ricci tidied up his clothes and pushed open the door.

...

A huge dragonfly monster shook its wings and landed in front of Pandora's hotel.

This is a giant figure with a size of a calf and stretches out its wings for more than fifteen meters. It can be said that it is comparable to the Along.

"Please, my honorable guest." Berfran said respectfully.

The piglet-sized black bugs quickly built up and piled up into a staircase that reached the armor on the dragonfly monster's back.

Ricci walked up step by step as the black bug and sat on the armor.

Immediately afterwards, Bofran was also carried by the black bug and "sitted" onto the armor.

The dragonfly monster's wings began to shake, and its huge body carried Ricci and Berfran and flew towards the cliff south of the city.

"Hahahahaha!" Bofran suddenly laughed wildly: "How do you feel? My distinguished guest! Although the biting ability of the 'Dragonfly' is very bad, its flying ability is indeed the best on the entire continent! It is the best flying mount!"

Ritchie didn't answer, but just turned his face and quietly glanced at the city-state below.

The surrounding scenery swept towards the rear at an extremely fast speed.

The dragonfly monster carried them through the stalagmites complex at a very fast speed. Sometimes it was only one or two meters away from hitting the huge stalagmites.
To be continued...