Chapter 480: Sad Disaster Dragon

"Quack!" Hearing Muria's promise to visit its lair, the disaster-ridden dragon with a rotting atmosphere on his head laughed excitedly, "Come with me, powerful warlock."
A disaster industry dragon that is transforming itself into a Lich Dragon, and its strength is still in the fourth order of soul. Among its latent pits with many traps and defenses, even if it is a human legend, it dares to make a wave, of course. , Limited to races with very low starting points, such as Terran.
Therefore, Muria, who carried a legendary Barlow Flame Demon, did not show cowardice, and brought her demons to follow, and first decided to take a look at the collection of this corpse dragon before deciding whether to take it.
"Diapolo, please come in!" The dragon with a strong death gas disaster standing on the black door of the castle, turned around and looked at Muria, and walked in.
Muria looked at the undead creature greedily staring at the castle, and smiled indifferently, just some undead.
"Welcome to the Wither Castle, Diablo, you are the third living creature who dares to walk in actively since this castle was established."
"Oh, yes, then I'm really honored!" Muria, riding the blood lion, looked calm, looked at the interior of the castle, and with many guys who studied the magic of the undead, the aesthetics of the disaster dragon The view has been completely distorted.
Although this castle is still the main body of stone, it looks only a little gloomy from the outside, but when you walk in, you will find that it is full of hunting decorations mainly composed of corpses.
In other words, these are not pure decorations, but many undead guards placed here by the disaster industry dragon.
"What do you think of my castle?"
"Apart from the undead, who else do you think would love your castle full of death?" Muria asked back.
"It's a pity. I thought your mighty warlock would be special." The disaster-seeking dragon's greedy eyes looked at His Majesty Muria's blood like a blood lion that was about to erupt.
"Don't waste time, take me to see your collection, and if appropriate, I can trade with you." Muria put on a look of impatience, surrounding the six slayers around him The transformed fireball swelled in a circle, and the evil and hot aura spread.
"Quack, all have entered my castle, and you still want to trade with me. Are you so confident in your strength? Do you think you are a legend?" Rotten Wing Morgan's mad and proud laughter, Taunting Muria.
"It's awful voice, can you shut up?" Muria looked at the cat in front of him, who did not conceal his malicious evil, but his face was still dull, even if he had seen all kinds of heights from all over the castle. Undead.
"Stupid warlock, haven't you figured out the situation yet? Here is my lair, the two arrogant guys like you in front of you have been made into soul-level undead by me."
"I told you to shut up. Didn't you hear me?" Muria took off the hood, still with a childish and handsome face indifferent, "broken corner."
Hearing Muria ’s instructions, and following the Muria entering the decaying castle, the Barlow Flame Demon raised his fist, and then punched it straight, the fiery fist turned into a Changhong, directly hitting the sneered disaster On the dragon.
"Pass ..." Rotten Wings Morgan watched Murray's inconspicuously strong man covered with red magic lines, and then punched like a rainbow, smashing at it, there was no time to dodge, or say it No such ability.
"Boom!" The blazing fist punched through the fragile dragon's relatively fragile body in the dragon class instantly, and then fell on the wall behind it unabated, the aura of the defense matrix emerged, and then resisted The dying time collapsed.
The rotting castle shook, and it seemed to collapse. Countless magic arrays collapsed under this punch. A translucent punch hole appeared between the chest and abdomen of the rotting wings, like the stench of rotting meat when it was grilled. Diffuse,
"You actually have a legendary demon servant, how is this possible? You obviously have not been promoted to the legend, this is impossible!" The disaster-stricken dragon, whose body was penetrated, growled with an incredible expression, full of vitality, and seemed nothing at all. Impact of injuries.
"Half-dead has become spiritualized." Seeing the stinky black blood flowing from the scourge dragon, Muria shook her head, feeling a little disappointed with this dragon's choice, abandoning the dragon's thick body and turning into an undead It is an extremely stupid act to look at it.
"Master, I made a mistake, please wait for a while." Seeing the disaster industry dragon Morgan still looked like a lively, chaotic look of the broken corner.
"Well, start lightly, just smash half of your body, don't kill it," Muria reminded.
"Understand." Broken Horn chuckled, jumping from the blood lion's back and heading towards the disaster industry dragon, the body gradually expanded, and the wide demon wings stretched out.
"Legendary Barlow Flame Demon?" Calamity Dragon Morgan was stunned by the demon in front of the abyss who can also run side by side, so, as a matter of course, the color of terror appeared on his face, all he controlled The undead ordered: "Give me all and stop him."
"How to bully less?" Muria had a faint smile on her face. "It won't work. One-on-one battles are fair."
The blood lion roared, the flame devil roared, and the dark-haired and black-eyed boy released all his demon servants, blocking the high-level undead from all over the castle, so that Morgan could fight the broken corner fair.
As a dragon species that is not good at melee, the disaster industry dragon morgan has a "fair" duel with the Barlow Flame Demon who is good at melee and has a higher level of strength than it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ As a result, no accident happened, it His limbs, tail, and wings were all torn apart by broken corners, and even his jaw was severed and then put in front of Muria.
"Who the are you? With such a large number of demon servants, I can't have never heard of it." The disaster industry dragon Morgan looked at Muria unwillingly, it just found that there was nothing big in front of him, plus it was used Mibao snooped on Muria's strength, and this was the only idea.
"But you haven't heard of it." Muria looked down at Morgan. "Do you have anything else to say? If not, I should take you on my way."
"You can't kill me!"
"reason."
"I'm a student of the legendary Lich Griffith."
"Oh."
"He is an official member of the Necrotic Council." Seeing Muria's indifferent expression, the disaster industry dragon Morgan quickly reported his teacher's affiliation.