Chapter 682: Death servant
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Titan and Dragon King
- Swiss Blood Year
- 1458 characters
- 2021-03-01 10:03:14
"What precious price do I have to pay for such precious information?" After looking at the information book that records the strength of many Liches in his hand, is good at spells, and coordinates of the place of residence, he seriously asks that the equivalent exchange is Basic principles of trading between dragons.
"This kind of thing may be precious to you, but for me it's just intelligence collected when I'm bored, and it's not of much value to me."
Barthelemy opened his eyes and talked nonsense. A golden dragon who likes to enslave the Lich actually said that some information about the Lich without a large background was useless to him.
"You are indeed a stranger." Muria looked at Barthelemy deeply. He had lived for so long. It was the first time he had seen a golden dragon lying. Although it was a good-faith lie, and the constant polygraph technique on his body, Nothing happens, but this kind of words does not need to be detected by spells, only a little brain can see that this guy is lying.
"This time, I accept your kindness, these materials have helped me a lot," Muria took out a crystal clear crystal, a drop of golden blood sealed in the crystal, "this is my blood As long as you crush it, I will have induction, and then I will help you unconditionally for one thing. "
"Thank Your Highness then." Barthelemy saw the blood passed by Muria for a moment, and he saw for the first time that the dragon's token was a drop of blood. During the growth of the dragon, a large amount of phosphorus flakes will be shed. Generally speaking, the dragon will use its scales as its token.
However, Muria is different. All the scales on his body have been incorporated into Sheng Yao Huang Yuan, improving the fit with him, including the scales that have fallen off. Shengyao Huangyuan has become its scales and cannot be torn off.
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"This dragon isn't right." Just leaving Barthelemy's half plane, Ilvist stood still, looking back at the sunny rainforest behind him.
"Then why didn't you just shoot? I didn't stop you!"
"He's not a fallen dragon. He's just eroded by death. I can't feel the evil in him."
Ilwest's expression is a bit strange. Ordinary deities believers need to cast spells to judge good and evil, and he can determine the good and evil of a creature just by watching. Of course, the good and evil of many creatures cannot be measured by aura. "He feels more like I'm hiding something."
"Say some nonsense," Muria rolled her eyes, "He just lied to me at least three times, and the constant polygraph on my body didn't respond at all, but although it was a lie, it was a good-faith lie. Are all good for me. "
"The position is different, and what you see is different. I guess there is something about this dragon that you don't want us to know, right?" Miguelera also had her own opinion.
"Even if I do n’t want to say it, I ’ve got the most important thing, and I ’ll leave my blood to him. If he needs help, he will call me, a legendary descendant of the Dragon King, if true In case of difficulties, I believe he will ask me for help. "
Muria began to flip through the information book in her hand, and finally stopped looking at a large lich dressed as a pirate. To be honest, Muria also convinced him, and became a world-renowned pirate when he became a pirate.
"What do you want to do? That legendary Lich, Undead Captain Barbosa, I have heard his name in the heavens, you don't want to fight against him, the three of us together may not be enough for a slap now. It was shot. "
"I know, what is my own strength? I still have the number in my heart, I just simply visit the great Lich." Muria turned over this side and recorded the information of Captain Barbosa, the undead, and looked at the others. Profile of the Lich reclusive in the basement of the undead, "but before I visit him, I visit other Lich first!"
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"Submit or die? You have only two choices." Muria was standing in the bone cavity all over the ground, and stepped on the head of a Lich. This Lich is special. He is not a common human skeleton, but a dragon head. This is a dragon Lich, whose body is made of dragon bones.
"Want me to surrender to you, dream, quack!" The soul fire in the skull of the Dragon Lich swayed violently, making a harsh mocking sound of the soul. Revenge. "
"But it's just a legendary Lich. Really thought it could help you get revenge?" Muria's face sneered. The dragon Lich under her foot belonged to a small group of Lich, and the leader was a Legendary Tier 5 The Lich, and this small group is now being watched by Muria, Muria decides to wipe out this group and catch all of them.
"You dare to arrogant in front of me now is that you have a life box, you can come back even if you die, right?" Muria's face showed a kind smile, "but I heard that it was annihilated by the flames of the Blazing Gods The Lich of the Soul cannot be reborn. This is the message I heard. I do n’t know if it is true or not. If you do n’t want to surrender, I think I can try it now.
"The Blazing Protoss?" The flame of the soul jumping between the skulls of the dragon Lich Dragon's head slightly froze, and then a wave of fear sent out. "That is the top existence of heaven, how could it appear to me? Little place? Don't try to scare me. "
"Mike, please." Muria took a step back and followed behind him. The already boring Blazing Sky Girl came forward, and the crimson Blazing Sky Flame appeared in her hands.
"It's really a blazing fire!" As soon as the flame appeared, the dragon lich's soul shuddered involuntarily. This is the instinctive fear of the soul. It is the flame that can completely purify the soul infected by death. Once this flame is contaminated, it will cease to exist.
"I am surrendering, my master spares his life!" When life was threatened with a fatal threat, the dragon Lich immediately made the right choice. He was originally a creature. Now he chooses to be a half-dead Lich. How nostalgic, there is no doubt that 99% of the Liches are greedy for life and fear of death.
"Release your soul flame!"
"My lord, my soul already has the stigma of my lord Joram Bazell. If you want me to let me surrender to you, you must erase the stigma of my lord . "
"Stop talking nonsense, I've investigated your information well before you shot it." Muria kicked the dragon and lich's head, "You just have to open your soul. , The rest you don't care. "
"Yes!" He didn't do anything, and he was blamed by the Dragon Lich for some reason. He let his soul defense go down, and showed his soul core in front of Muria without any reservation. Now only Muria He thought that for a small price he could make the Lich completely fall.
"Let's see who's mental strength is stronger!" Muria's almost substantive silver mental strength surged out of his eyebrows and rushed into the core of the dragon witch's soul.
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But it is a small fist-sized soul flame. When Muria ’s spiritual power enters it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The scene changes greatly. An extremely vast space unfolds in Muria's induction. This is this The spiritual space of a famous Lich.
The strong spiritual power has condensed Muria's dragon image in this dead soul space, and a huge golden hexagon dragon has condensed in this lich's image, a face with a slight hair White, elegant middle-aged man.
"Is that the guy who left a mark on your soul?" Muria watched the existence in the center of this soul space. It was a human being in a gray robe. He couldn't see his face, but See a bone sickle sticking out of a sleeve robe.
"Servant of Death?" Seeing the appearance of this existence, Muria suddenly came to nature, "The guy who controls you has something to do with Death? It's not small!"
"I don't know about this, sir." The middle-aged mage next to him was extremely humble.
"I'm not afraid of the true god, not to mention the imprint left by an attendant, you just want to scare me with this stuff, naive." Muria looked disdainfully at the life of the Lich. With a wave of the dragon's claw, the blazing golden flames instantly filled this deadly soul space, oppressed towards the central death servant.