Chapter 193: Undead Realm

A combination of a giant black dragon, two juvenile dragons, and a half-dead necromancer must be a rather weird scene.
Garon followed the Lord of the Black Dragons into the deserted dead city, and said nothing all the way, but he noticed that the gloomy necromancer kept on looking at himself and Blakeia, with a weird expression on his face, which seemed a little troubled.
This detail reassured Garon. It seemed that the Necromancer didn't know where they were going. Ortorenzo should not be malicious, and he didn't want to make himself and Blackxia a Necromancer.
Yes, after seeing the half-lich Rennes, Garon was worried about it all the way, but Blackxia was very broad-minded, and felt that this was not possible, either complaining glumly along the way, or choking up with Orto Lennox was almost scared.
It's a pity that Caesar did not always like this mother dragon. Although the black dragon's aesthetic standards, Blackhia is indeed one of the best beautiful dragons. It is rare in black dragons, otherwise it will not let Gallon follow him.
However, although Caesar also had their aesthetic standards, such a sharp black dragon was really unattractive to him.
"Blakexia, I'm talking ahead."
Near the dark gate of the abandoned city market, Caesar suddenly stopped, turned his head, and stared down at the little dragon next to him: "The future is not as good as you think. It is too late to leave now."
"Ok, I know."
Blackhia nodded quickly, and it seemed that she was going to hold her thighs and never let go: "You will always need us, you see, I am very obedient."
"I hope you don't cry at me next time you meet." Caesar issued a series of laughter, stopped talking, and carried them forward.
Blackxia was confused for a while, and it was not known yet where the Big Black Dragon would take her and Gallon.
She glanced at her stupid brother, and found that the guy made a reassuring expression to her. She didn't ask anything, and kept up with the black dragon lord.
Hey, this idiot. She sighed and crawled forward with her head down.
The deserted city market is still the same, surrounded by sparse broken walls and ruins, and there are no traces of people. Only the wind is raging, and the residual tiles and gravel are rolled up.
As the distance approached, sparse undead began to appear around, and gradually increased.
It was a skeleton holding a short blade and a bone shield. The fire of the soul in the eye socket was flourishing. They did not fear death or fear, and when they saw the living creature, they immediately struck their chins and rushed forward to launch the attack.
Rennes took the initiative to show that as a necromancer, it has its own unique means to deal with these unwise skeletons. This guy can enslave some low-level undead, forcing them to become their own minions, and to be compatible with the skeleton soldiers. Killed.
"Sir, this place is wandering with shadow elements."
Rennes said, but this sentence, there is no following, it knows that it only needs to remind, the Lord of the Black Dragon has his own judgment.
The shadow element is actually the spirit of undead. It can also be seen in some large cemeteries. It is not rare, but the content in this place is slightly more.
"is it?"
Caesar glanced around, the dead city's corpses increased more and more, and there were many semi-rotten human corpses around. It seems that in the past three years, this place has not welcomed the adventurers of the northern countries: "You See more. "
Speaking, the black dragon lord stretched out his right claw and opened the dark door covered by the chaotic rubble.
A dark underpass appeared in front of them.
The smell of moist soil and the sour taste of dead branches and rotten leaves immediately spread out. Of course, there were other flavors, such as broken bones and dried blood.
"this is?"
Rennes noticed the anomaly earlier than Galon and Blackxia, approached two steps, and felt a palpitation.
It finally knew where the monsters such as Her Majesty the Black Wing's Nest and the Dark Scorpion came from. The King of Dragons had a dark area, and this place might be the channel connecting it.
Garon stood in place, twitching his nose and sniffing, but did not say anything; Blakeia hurriedly compacted and looked inwardly with curiosity.
"Let's go." Caesar took the lead to buy a step down, his voice was quiet and there was no fluctuation.
After crossing the wide and tight deep passages and crossing the unknown magic nodes, they finally reached their dark areas where their destinations had completely reduced to the realm of undead.
And at the end of the exit of the wide passage, the blue fire was burning.
Corpse Dragon and Black Knight are waiting here.
Blackxia's body has become stiff, and the place is far less warm than the world on the ground. The chill and the shadows follow, but the mother dragon is not trembling for this. In fact, the black dragon is suitable for the environment here. Corpse dragon.
Nothing more terrible for dragons than this.
Silly Gallon also stared.
"father."
She heard the Skull Dragon call Caesar so much that her scalp exploded and her heart trembled, her blood flow seemed to have stopped, her body was cold, her limbs were retreating involuntarily, trying to escape.
"Blackxia."
The voice of the Lord Black Dragon sounded at this moment as if the evil from Hell's Abyss murmured: "Where are you going?"
The mother dragon's backward step stopped, and she issued a series of dry laughs: "No ... no."
She didn't even dare ask where the corpse dragon came from. No true dragon could tolerate the existence of the bone dragon, even the most evil black dragon, often associated with undead.
But at this moment, Blackhia's prideful and swollen heart seemed to have penetrated into a darkened hole. She was timid, her words stuck in her throat, and she did not dare to question Caesar at all.
After more than ten years, the change of the head dragon in the three births is unspeakable. He is no longer the black dragon who took them in the water with the beast desperately. She heard Rennes call him the king of dragons and the black wing clan. Shan calls him His Majesty. No matter it is his power, or the power of the Blackwing's Nest, or the undead realm, it is the interface she has difficulty reaching.
Blackxia was timid. She shouldn't have come, but is it too late to regret it?
"Angramo."
She heard the Lord Black Dragon say, "I found you two companions ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and said, Caesar turned his eyes to the two young dragons and motioned to the corpse dragon.
"They need the right guidance."
The words of the Lord Black Dragon were full of meaning, but they didn't say much, but instead chatted with the corpse dragon: "How have you recently been in the undead realm?"
"Very well, father, we are always ready for battle."
While the Black Dragon Lord was talking to the Skeleton Dragon, Blackxia couldn't help shaking, and she understood that Caesar would leave them in this barren dead land, not the rich and beautiful Blackwing's Nest.
"Do not!"
Blackxia's emotions became fierce, and she wailed, and rushed to embrace Caesar's sharp metal scales, interrupting his conversation with the Corpse Dragon: "Caesar! You can't leave us here, let us die with one head Dragons stay together, I will go crazy. "
"Don't, don't. Just let us stay in the Blackwing's Nest, or anywhere else, I will listen to you, but don't torture me like this, this is the bone dragon!" The mother dragon couldn't help begging. 8)