"I'm a red dragon, a real red dragon, even if it doesn't look red enough on the outside, but my heart is red, and my soul is red. Red said angrily.

"Heart. The palm monster's finger-growing mouth smacked, "If your heart is still there, I'd love to taste it." But what about your heart?"

The Divine Blade suddenly increased in size, and it was very rude to stir up the red dragon's internal organs, as if desperately trying to find the heart. Red fury grinned with a pained expression.

"What about your heart, why don't you have a heart?" cried Crickquier, "Sig, you're ridiculous. You betrayed your soul and blood for the sake of resurrection. This body of yours is just a zombie pieced together from a piece of corpse. Originally, you could only be an undead dragon, but you were lucky enough to rely on the power of the Divine Lord and the generosity of the High Priest of Aot to create the body of a god-like giant. ”

The red rage seemed to be on the point, and he put away his painful expression, closed his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and stared coldly at the palm monster. Let the blade of the Divine Word stir his internal organs, as if it had nothing to do with him anymore.

"I never thought that the gods used to make giants would be used to build dragons today. Crickquill sighed, and at the same time his tone was full of mockery, "Aren't you the sworn enemies of the giants? The gods and giants have grilled your corpses as a delicacy. Haya, haya, but you're now one of the giants. The world is impermanent, and nothing more than that. Shall I congratulate you? Hahaha, that's interesting. Hey, your heart, where is your heart?"

"Where is my heart, is it necessary to tell you?" Red Rage sneered, "You big devil can't fight the demons well, what are you entering the kingdom of God for? ”

"Sig, you poor fellow. You are not qualified to discuss issues with me here at all. The palm monster moved forward a few bits. "I warn you, if you don't hand over the soul of the servant, I will have to chop you all up and find it slowly. I know that as long as your heart remains, you will be immortal now. But in the midst of the great temple. All in vain. Your body is built with the power of the Divine Word characters, and I can peel them out of your body one by one. ”

The Divine Blade sliced off a large piece of Red Fury's flesh in perfect harmony and sliced it into fine pieces in the air. A spark flew out of the black flames behind Creekquier, staining the fine powder and burning rapidly. A "squeak" of teeth came out of the red rage's mouth, and he watched as the black fire burned clean, and the "swish" went out, leaving only a small divine character floating in the air.

"Let go of me. Red Fury said in a calm tone, "I can give you Catherine's soul." However, I do have a mission as Lord Night. ”

The Palm Monster was silent for a moment. His four fingers slammed open, and the blade of the Divine Word swirled into his hand. Crickquill gripped the blade and slashed into the black flames behind him.

Red Rage looked at Creekquill, his eyelids jumping unconsciously, and he noticed that the god characters pinned to his body had disappeared. His body was moving at a speed visible to the naked eye. Grow together at a rapid pace. This is the secret of the immortality of the gods, and until their hearts are crushed, no amount of damage can truly destroy the giants' bodies. Back then, in order to find out the secret of the immortality of the god giants, the dragon clan paid an extremely heavy price. The dragons hated the gods even more than the gods, their masters. But now, as Crickquall puts it, it's ironic that Red Fury has been reborn in the form of a godlike giant.

The Divine Word Blade vanished into the black divine fire. The flames cracked through the middle, burning strangely on the left and right, as if there was an invisible slate stuck there.

"Who's bothering me?" Billowing darkness poured out of the flames, and the whole divine fire seemed to swell in a circle.

"Night, the Lord of the Temple greets you. The palm monster said in greeting.

"You're you again?" the voice of the night was dull and depressing, with a peculiar attraction. "As I said earlier, as long as it doesn't interfere with my collection, I have no intention of minding your business. Why are you bothering me again? Do you want to break our agreement?"

"No, no. Respectful night, there is a stupid reptile that has always carried your name. Show off your might in front of me. "You know, I'm a reasonable person, and the temple should decide the affairs of the temple. Of course, it's not impossible to make an exception once in a while, but it needs to be explained reasonably. ”

The rolling darkness froze, then churned violently. Red Fury felt the moment, and the temple seemed to shake with it. He knew that it was Lord Night who was turning over, indicating that the Lord had made a decision. The red dragon pricked up his ears, intending to listen carefully for the words that were about to come.

"Just don't let that stupid dragon do anything wrong with me, don't bother me anymore. With that, the still darkness melted into the leaping black fire and disappeared.

"Did you hear that, Creek Quil, did you hear the Night-Lady's words? Red Rage stood up on his two hind legs and said loudly with his head tilted.

Crickquill clenched his fists like a farmer wondering what to do if he couldn't pay his rent.

"You've been so rude to me, Creek Quill, and you have to apologize. Red Fury screamed more and more happily when he saw the palm monster like that.

"Enough. Crick Quill stretched out his fingers and said, "Don't go too far, Sig, don't try to challenge my tolerance for you." If you're not really stupid, you should know that I can peel off this broken flesh of yours and chop it up again. ”

"Surrender the soul of the servant of God. The Palm Monster pointed to Catherine on the ground and said, "The Servant of God cannot lie here forever, she needs to spread the light of my God." ”

Red rage crossed its two front paws and placed them on his chest, with a look of ignorance.

"Do you want to repent?" said Crickquier, slightly annoyed, seeing that the dragon was slow to respond, "I can give the night the necessary respect, but you are not qualified. I advise you not to exhaust the last of my patience. ”

"Her soul is not in me, so I still hope that your patience is exhausted. Otherwise, I promise you will never see Catherine's soul. The red rage was also quite tough, and a pair of dragon eyes glared arrogantly at the palm monster.