Chapter 2505: Dragon's Promise

"Lord Moriel, I'm glad you weren't injured by the assassin. If something happens to you, I swear to kill all the people in the Thieves Guild to avenge you."
Inside the dragon's nest, the burly savages are respectfully greeting the Great Red Dragon.
"It's just some hideous assassins. I have already executed the guards who were in charge at the time. Since they can't protect me in the dragon's nest, I hope they can play their remaining value on the battlefield after they become aliens." The big red dragon replied slowly.
"I didn't dare to stop day and night when I learned that you were in a hard fight, and I brought you the army of Krulord. Beamon, One-Eyed, Shapeshifters, and Transformers, they will all obey your orders and defeat the obstacles that stand in your way. The evil enemy." The barbarian was half-kneeling, and through the firelight, he could see the strong muscles in his body.
The big red dragon showed a satisfied smile, revealing dragon teeth that were sharper and larger than the battle axe in the hands of the barbarians. "Kilgor, I can feel your loyalty. It should be the most correct thing I have done to complete the magic transformation for you. Even if I go back to the past, I will not change this decision. After I conquer the world, you will still Will be the king of barbarians."
Kilgor showed a look of joy, and there was another emotion in his eyes as he stared at the big red dragon: "Lord Moriel, before I saw you, those demons came to me, and one of them came with me. , I want to discuss with you about the doomsday situation."
"Oh?" Morril's dragon eyes narrowed slightly, and a dazzling light burst out from it, and the nearby witch couldn't help trembling, "Bring him to see me."
The sorcerer did not dare to neglect, when the news spread, a burst of fire suddenly burst out in front of Moriel, and walking out of the flames was a big demon covered in blood, as if crawling out of a frying pan.
"Lord Moriel, that's him," Kilgor reminded.
Da Honglong glanced at him: "Who are you? Report your name."
The blood-soaked demon looked around, and finally looked at the big red dragon in front of him: "Moriel, the king of Nigon, I am the adjutant of the blood sickle army, and I am here on behalf of General Selron. There seems to be some problems with the covenant between us."
"You are not qualified to talk to me about this. Let Selron, or your king, come and tell me in person." Moriel snorted disdainfully.
The blood-bathed demon was stunned for a moment, seeing Moriel's resolute attitude and contempt in his words, he couldn't help but say angrily: "You violated the content of the covenant, you promised to take down Bracada within a month, and then to Ella. West Asia launched a full-scale offensive, but you failed, you were beaten by the enemy and dared not show your face, so you could only shrink in the dragon's nest."
"Did you bring reinforcements?" Moriel glanced at him. "If you don't, get out. I won't warn you again."
"Reinforcement? Do you think the kings of still value you now? The kings shouldn't have formed an alliance with you at all. If you had formed an alliance with the necromancer and built the gate of in Diya, you might have taken Erathia. I don't see you at all."
The rebellious character of the big devil made him not care about Moriel's threat at all, which also brought death for him.
A blood line emerged from between his neck and neck, the blood line gradually spread, and he could no longer say a word, only felt the blood dripping from his mouth, he wanted to turn around to look at the enemy who attacked him, but his head ran along the blood The line is separated from the body, such a severe injury, even the big devil has no possibility of resurrection.
Until death, the demon didn't believe that Moriel dared to kill herself and the messenger sent by General Selron. This was simply betraying the covenant, and he could no longer make up for this mistake.
"Add his body to the alien body." Behind the big demon, Kilgor flicked the steel claws that his wrists turned into, and there was not even a trace of blood on it, and then he instructed the nearby sorcerer.
Moriel waved his dragon claws and agreed with his order, and the nearby witches hurriedly followed suit.
"Mr. Moriel, this is extremely inappropriate, we need reinforcements from the side. You kill the messenger of hell, which is equivalent to betraying the covenant with the kings of hell, which is even more unfavorable for us. We can't deal with the necromancer at the same time. Deal with those demons." Inside the dragon's nest, the sorcery dignitaries couldn't help but remind them.
"Those demons won't send reinforcements, they are fighting with angels, and they are looking forward to my assistance." Moriel let out a cold snort, "Besides, I don't need this covenant anymore, the prophecy is about to end. Come, it is not Rhodes or those demons who will rule this end, but I, Moriel. When I have mastered the full power of the Holy Female Dragon, no one will be my opponent!"
Listening to Moriel's confident words, the morale of the surrounding witches was lifted. In a trance, they saw the picture Moriel described. The kings in the apocalypse fell one by one. In the end, the one who will rule everything will be in front of them. The Great Red Dragon, and they also took advantage of the situation to become the biggest hero.
The magician sighed slightly, any words of persuasion, or pertinent suggestions, could not change the mind of the big red dragon in front of him, too much persuasion would only arouse her disgust.
At this moment, Xilica, one of the magic generals, said: "The power of those undead all comes from Rhodes, as long as they can kill Rhodes, they will not attack themselves. When the Dragon King tries to kill them from the past Rhodes should also try a more direct approach."
"In what way?" Moriel turned the dragon's pupil and put her eyes on her.
"Assassination, like the shadow assassin who assassinated you before."
Moriel shook her head: "Do you think I haven't thought of this method? If you think of Rhodes as an ordinary necromancer, you'd be wrong. The artifact gave him far more power than ordinary people, even if he was an ordinary necromancer. It is difficult for a legendary assassin to hurt him, and there are no decent assassins in the underground world, those powerful assassins are concentrated in the Thieves Guild, do I want to send a harpy to kill him?"
Shilica smiled confidently: "I think there is still some difference between assassination and assassination. The assassin doesn't have to kill him head-on, the important thing is to find out his habits, what he likes to do, where he likes to go, and what he likes to do. who."
"It sounds like you're very good at assassination. You followed me before I was king of Nigon, and you proposed to me to assassinate the last king of Nigon, Hardwood, but it failed."
Shilica was at a loss for words: "That's because Hardwood is very familiar with the methods of black magic assassination."
"But this is indeed a way worth trying." Moriel stared at her and said, "I will give you three chances. Even if you die at the hands of Rhodes, I will wake you up from the other side of time, but if you die three times, I will wake you up. If it fails, you and Jedette go to clean up the shit."