When Yuna and Tempest rode Miduna to the Lord and Rosie, the Lord could clearly see the smile on Yuna's face.

"You're amazing. The mourner praised: "This time you really surprised me, I didn't expect you to be able to bring this creature that originally lived only in legends. However, she seems to be a little thinner than the legend suggests. ”

Indeed, there is still some gap between Meduna's current figure and that of a real dragon. At least compared to her previous master, Magnus, Meduna was less than half the size of Magnus. However, Miduna is also considered a woman, so when the mourner says that her figure is not as good as that of the real dragon, Miduna throws the sad Yuna and Blast off her back, and then turns back into a human body. Standing slim in front of the mourner.

After a series of experiences, Meduna's figure is now more slender than when she left Magnus. Originally, Miduna had to bow half a head in front of the thinner Viren, but now Miduna was the tallest and the best of all the people present. Seeing Miduna in human form again, Yuna inexplicably looked a little jealous. This kind of figure and appearance is the goal that many women want to pursue in their lives! Although Yuna thinks that her figure and appearance are considered superior among all human beings, she is a little different from Meduna.

In particular, the tulle that Meduna conjured up made her wonderful figure looming, and even the two parts that should not be seen could be seen clearly. Coupled with the orange-red hair that naturally hangs down the back, and the delicate facial features like a Seiko sculpture, every part of Meduna is so wonderful and charming. "Look, I'm taller than you. Meduna deliberately walked up to the mourner and stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and Yuna, Rosie, and Blastwind could clearly see that Miduna's shoulders were significantly taller than the mourner.

After all, the loss of the master is a leader-level task, so when Meduna compares her height, the loss master does not care. But what she didn't expect was that as a dragon, Miduna would be so playful and cute. "Well, I just read it wrong. I didn't expect you to be in good shape. "This time, the mourner didn't tell a lie, and the mourner can be regarded as the most ordinary-looking among the women present. Although this so-called ordinariness is only relative to the women present. If Miduna is placed among ordinary people, the mourner is still the top choice.

Then, the mourner rested his dream on the body of the wind. She frowned, and asked Yuna with some dissatisfaction, "Why would you want a male human to come in?"

Yuna didn't speak, just smiled and looked at the wind without the slightest expression. And the wind just said in a very cold tone, "I am the wind." After these four words, he did not speak again. He did not even bow down to his master as he did towards the bereaved master.

"Do you want to die?" the mourner asked coldly, looking at the young human man called Wind.

"I don't want to. ”

"Then why didn't you salute me when you saw me?"

"Who are you?"

"Who am I, ha, who am I. The mourner felt angry and funny, because it was the first time he had seen such a stunned young mourner. Among the apostles, they are the most hierarchical and hierarchical, and if an apostle dares to commit a crime, then there is only one path waiting for him, and there is no turning back, and that is death. Therefore, now when the mourning lord looks at the wind, his eyes have revealed an extremely strong killing intent. "I am the leader of the apostolic race, I am the supreme being that is unique in the apostolic world, and I am the supreme being who can conquer this human world. Here, I am the king, I am the god, and you, just a little reptile, who are you to speak to me like that?"

"Did you buy me?"

The mourner was a little speechless for a while. Indeed, she did not buy the Hurricane. Even, the mourner doesn't know who this wind is and why he wants to follow Yuna. Not to mention what you can't buy.

"It was this woman who bought me. Tempest pointed to Yuna and said to the mourner, "So, I'll only follow this woman's orders." And you, I don't care what kind of mourner you are or what kind of apostolic king, I have nothing to do with it. ”

"How dare you disobey me!" The mourner felt so angry for the first time, and with a wave of her hand, Yuna and Rosie beside her made the two of them take a dozen steps backwards as if they had been overthrown by some great force. The only one present who could stand still was one of Meduna's other people. Yes, another person.

If Meduna can persevere, the mourner will still be quite understandable. After all, she's a real dragon. But the target he was aiming at was still like a mountain, still standing still. This made the mourner feel a little strange. And what is even stranger is that the upper half of this young human man called Tempest is crumbling in the murderous aura of the lost master, but the lower half of his body seems to be as deep as the roots of a tree in the earth. This makes the mourner feel very strange.

But then, the loss of the owner increased the damage. In just a few square meters of space, Yuna and Rosie rolled down the cliff like straw blown away by the wind. Although such a small thing could not cause any harm to them, rolling down the cliff all the way made their crimson one stained with mud, which made their two peerless beauties extremely embarrassed. Even Meduna's legs showed faint signs of transforming into dragons to resist the fierce winds. And the wind that had surprised her before surprised her even more at this time. Although the expression of the wind was particularly distorted in the fierce wind, its feet were still firmly nailed to the earth, and no matter how fierce the wind was blowing, the wind remained unmoved.

In this way, the mourner is really angry. She walked slowly towards the gale. At this time, the face of the wind still did not show any frightened look, but stared at the mourned master with a frown, as if he was thinking about some plan to meet the enemy in his heart. The mourner could have slowed down her movements, and she wanted to see how this hateful, disrespectful human boy had come to her own death. But speaking of which, when the mourning lord slowly walked towards this human boy, the mourning lord suddenly had a familiar feeling, and for some reason, the mourning lord seemed to think that this hateful boy seemed to have seen it somewhere else. And it also left a very deep impression on her.

Yes, it's him, it's the hateful magician. When he and Yuna wanted to kill that annoying magician together, this magician also looked at him. Even if his physical strength and magic reserves have dried up, he can still fight the two extremely powerful apostles of the Lord and Eury Ellie with his own strength. And the magician at that time, like this wind, has never flinched. And this kind of look has become the most hated thing for the mourner. This time, the mourner really had to kill this human man called Tempest.

However, at this moment, a roar suddenly came from the side of the mourner and the wind. Such a sudden roar caught the mourner off guard, and he had to stop this time. When the mourner looked back, he found a purple dragon suspended in mid-air, condescendingly contemptuous of the mourner. "You're threatening me. Meduna looked coldly at the mourner and said.

What a powerful coercion! The mourner involuntarily took a few steps back. The irony is that not long ago, this being who threatens others by exerting his own coercion is the one who has just lost himself. But only a moment has passed now, and there is a more violent coercion than hers. Although compared to the coercion of the heyday of the mourner, the coercion exuded by Meduna seems to be weaker. But no one knew that this time it was Meduna who really completely exuded her coercion? So, after being reminded by Meduna, the reason of the mourning lord also returned to normal. The previous psychology of the killing wind was also suddenly alleviated a lot.

Like the mourner, I feel relieved by this gale. Although he survived the pressure of the mourner before, he survived the dragon pressure of Meduna. But these murderous attacks made the wind a little shaky. If the dog hadn't been taken away by Miduna, I'm afraid that the wind would not have been able to hold out until the end of the coercion, and it would have been completely shattered or even turned into ashes.

"Good, you're all strong. Suddenly, the mourner laughed for no reason. I don't know if she laughed because she was amused by this duel or because she was annoyed. But then again, the mourner is still very satisfied with the strength of the wind. This is a very strong human being who relies on his own body as a weapon. In the last few experiments, the mourner discovered that the human had completely used his legs to the point of supernatural use. But there is a very clear difference between this wind. That is, his upper body is much more fragile than his lower body. The mourner once personally dissected the bodies of several hapless Magellans. Both the living and the dead have had their own experiments. During these experiments, it was discovered that the vast majority of the human species had organs located throughout the upper body, especially the head. If a human has a serious injury to the upper body, then no matter how outstanding and developed the lower body is, there is no way to replace the upper body. But this kind of wind is already very good. At least among human beings, it is already extremely outstanding.

On the other hand, this Meduna is the only existence that the mourning master has encountered for so many years who can force the mourning master to retreat just by relying on his own coercion. How strong this Meduna is, the mourner doesn't know. Although she is not as easy as the barbarian emperor Simus and the king of hell Rebecc, she can still fight the mourner in his heyday. At least there is no disagreement about that. Suddenly, the mourner asked, "Why do you want to join us?"

Seeing that the mourner no longer posed a threat to Meduna as before, Meduna also transformed into a human form. But now it seems that there is something wrong with Meduna's expression, and she gritted her teeth when she spoke. "Because I need you to help me get revenge, I can't beat them alone. So, I helped you take this world, but you must avenge me. Otherwise, even if I die, I will completely wipe out you, the apostles. I'm not going to threaten people, I'm just going to do it. ”

For the latter words, the mourner does not care. All the mourner really cared about was the previous sentence that Meduna said. I don't know when I heard the famous saying that only those who need it are the ones who can use it. This can be applied to any living being. As long as this dragon clan is in demand and wants the mourner to do it for her, then the mourner can make good use of this dragon clan. And Yu-Gi-Oh makes use of all the dragons. It's just that the mourner is still a little curious about Miduna at this time, what kind of existence can make this powerful dragon clan afraid?" "Who is your enemy? Maybe I know it." ”

"Do you know?" Medina smiled indifferently, "If you think you know a few humans who have nothing to do with you in the north of this world, then you know each other." But to me, these humans and the undead are the enemies who have come to my homeland and have slain my masters and our playthings, and have taken possession of our treasures. Although there are some people I don't remember very well, there is an arrogant human named Qi Tianci that I will never forget. There's also an elf named Hill, and she's the first thing I fought and the first elf I ever met. There's also a magician named What's Lun, who, although he's a bit of a low-key man, is the human who poses the greatest threat to me. So these two humans and one elf, I will never forget. Originally, I wanted to take revenge, but they killed all the masters who were more powerful than me, so what could I do? ”

Sure enough, this is the mage, the mourner laughed, she knew how loud and loud it was. "You know, we have several enemies in common. The mourner said, "So, I think fate has put us together, and we have come together for a common goal. ”