Chapter 699: 1 more crazy

"I haven't been canceled as a candidate for the Necropolis President yet!" Barbosa snorted, and after a moment of meditation, decided to make good use of his current identity. The news of his bad luck had not yet spread.
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"Barbosa, what do you call us to do?"
In the cracks of the broken space, the dead gas surged like a tide, and one of the bone-like dragons was looming among them. This was a real Lich, who had fallen from a dragon to an undead Dragon Lich.
"Do you have anything special?" Green Yingying's ghost fire surrounds a giant monster that can't see the shape, and the space makes a crackling sound. It doesn't think that Barbosa will have any good things to find them. You must know them now But competitors.
The current head of parliament is about to abdicate, intending to go to the void to achieve epic, and the new head of parliament will be elected, and the competitors are among them.
The body looks like a substantive Wraith Emperor, and he sees one after another powerful undead with legendary peaks, which are all candidates for the next president.
"I want to launch the Scourge of the Undead. The real Scourge of the Soul is not the same as the ninth-order spell." After contacting all the members of the Necropolis Council that he could reach, Barbosa said flatly that he asked them Come over here.
The current situation on the mainland is too stable, and the stable situation is very unfriendly to guys like him who want to mingle with fish and fish, so he intends to confuse the situation on the entire continent. By then, there will not be many people who can take care of him. After the Scourge of the Undead has begun, he can do whatever he wants.
"What nerves are you going on, Barbosa, the real undead Scourge is still two hundred years before it is launched."
The Undead Scourge on the Obistos continent is different from the Scourge caused by the Necrotic Council on its own initiative. It is a natural eruption formed after the dead gas accumulated at the bottom of the continent reaches a certain level, just like a volcano with a periodic law of eruption.
In the metaphor of the image of the Orbisto subcontinent, it is a dead gas volcano. All humans live above the crater. However, the dead gas erupts less violently than lava. Ordinary humans rely on the shelter of the strong and the protection of the gods. There is still the possibility of survival. Of course, this is a real natural disaster caused by nature. The probability that ordinary humans will survive is still too low.
"Then I will launch this natural disaster two hundred years in advance," Barbosa said decisively. "We can unite and use our own strength to catalyze the dead gas that has accumulated underground, so that the natural disaster can erupt in advance."
"Nervous!" Hearing Barbosa's request, the dragon lich yelled and turned to leave, which was a purely unpleasant thing. To do such a thing is to live with Orbis The forces entrusted to it are inevitable. Trouble is inevitable. They are simply fed up.
"If you help me, I swear to withdraw from this parliamentary competition." Seeing that the undead were preparing to leave, Barbosa threw out the cards he had prepared, anyway, so mixed by Muria, he There is almost no hope, but these guys don't know!
As soon as the voice of this soul came out, those undead who were about to leave stopped, turned around one after another, and looked at Barbosa in an incredible way.
"Did something go wrong with the experiment? So crazy."
"Having lived for thousands of years, did this guy finally drive himself crazy?"
"What happened?"
All the undead felt that Barbosa's brain was in trouble. In the form of the Necropolis, Barbosa is very likely to become the next speaker. Few exist to fight him.
But what did they hear? The next most powerful competitor of the next Necropolis president actually said that he would give up his right to compete. Isn't that crazy? As President, how much resources can be mobilized? Who doesn't know? As long as you become the president of the parliament, the odds of becoming an epic are 20% higher.
"Barbosa, what you said is true. Didn't come to us?"
"Do you think I look like I'm joking?" Barbosa asked indifferently, a group of slags he had treated, but they could unite themselves with each other.
"What have you experienced? Barbosa, actually made you so anxious and corrupt, willing to pay such a large price, but also to launch revenge of the undead." The body was covered with yellow bandages, and countless mummy lingered at Ba. Bosa, "Is it that those gods of death counted to you?"
"It has nothing to do with you, you said you would like to help me launch this undead scourge in advance." The cold voice of the soul from Barbosa, the bitter killing intention, no matter which undead is clear Feeling, "If you agree, I take an oath now."
"Agree, of course I agree, there are so many colleagues here, something is wrong, and everyone will carry it together. What are you afraid of?" The demigod Lich who just questioned laughed, every time the natural death of the Orbisto subcontinent erupted. The natural disaster caused by Qi is a feast for the undead. In the dead Qi, they can slaughter living creatures and devour the soul.
"Very well, you swear first!"
"Why didn't you swear first?" The Dragon Lich asked playfully.
"Well, I swear first, you repent, you guys are united, and I can't do anything for you. And so many of you are together, are you afraid I will repent?" Barbosa asked.
"That's the same, then everyone swears together? Who dares to cheat, don't blame me."
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"His Royal Highness, this is your dragon." A red archbishop reverently reported in the parliament hall of the Wind King Castle.
A few months ago, Muria came to the Obisto subcontinent, and once entrusted the Church of the Good God to help him find the five-colored dragon, and these devotees of the gods also tried their best to help Muria gather information.
But when they compiled the information of the five-colored dragon and sent it to Xanapus, it happened that Muria took the two gods of the Blazing Heaven to run in the dead cave.
However, this does not delay the search for dragons. After all, it is not only Muria who knows the missing dragons. Cynthia and Jessica quickly identify the lost partners from the atlas sent by the priests.
Therefore, there is no need for Sinapus to send manpower, but simply to maintain a good relationship with Muria, these churches of the gods spontaneously formed a team to capture the six exiled dragons alive, and then sent them to Muria. before.
Because these six dragons are not dumb waiters, for half a century ~ EbookFREE.me ~ these six dragons have also developed a lot of power together, so the local Good God Church spent some time Time, and then fought a few small-scale wars before they defeated the forces they developed, and then caught them up to Xenaps, which is the scene Muria sees now.
The six pitiful five-colored dragons were sturdy and by chains. The six guys were still frightened and thought that this group of humans suddenly dealt with them and wanted to do what they did, but when they saw this group of humans With a flattering smile, they got excited when they entered Sinapus, because they saw a lot of cooked dragons, and after seeing Muria, the group of guys became crazy and their backers came.
After experiencing toughness in the world, did they know what Golden Dragon and Titan mean? This is a hard-to-find thigh. It's super leaning. Did the priest who didn't see the sky look differently?
"Muria, you have to avenge me, this group of humans have held us so terribly!" Seeing Muria setting his eyes on them, a small black dragon led the loudly.
To be honest, he is very resentful to these human beings. It has worked hard to build up the accumulated forces and all these human beings have been killed and killed. Decades of hard work has been burned to death. No one can calm down for anyone.