Feeling that the Natural Calamity Stone had established a stable spiritual connection with the young dragon, Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But just as he was about to get closer and examine this special lifeform that exuded the aura of death all over his body, the Demon Sword, the Soul Arrester, suddenly opened his mouth and warned, "Don't go over, at least don't come near now, if you don't want your soul to be sucked out." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously stopped, frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Don't you find that your creature can't control its abilities well for the time being, and if you get too close, it will be attracted to your magical soul and can't help but take a gentle breath. Although this behavior is not motivated by malicious intent, it will undoubtedly put you in mortal harm. Demon Sword explained unhurriedly.

"What do you mean...... Its ability is the same as yours, it is to devour living souls?" Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a fine light.

It is important to know that the soul is the most important and indispensable part of life, and even in a world where magic is relatively developed, it is a very rare talent to control or devour the soul.

If a creature has similar abilities, it will be able to bypass most of the enemy's defenses and attack vulnerable souls directly.

After all, the soul is not **, it has a certain self-healing ability, and it can also be regenerated with the help of various magic potions and recovery spells.

Once the soul is damaged, it is almost never possible to repair it, except for a very few top-level spells that require a huge cost!

If the newly hatched Death Dragon's ability is to devour souls, then Zhang Cheng has a hole card that can give his opponent a fatal blow in the upcoming war.

"Soul Devourer, no kidding, do you think you can create a magical creature as powerful as me with your crappy third-rate magic ritual?" said the Soul Catcher mercilessly.

Zhang Cheng was not angered by his sword's bad attitude, but shrugged his shoulders disapprerovingly: "Then what did you just say that it would suck my soul out?"

"It's simple! It doesn't devour the soul itself, but the strong negative emotions that are contained in the soul. Congratulations, my master, you have created a monster that feeds on pain and despair. It will become more and more powerful as the number of devours increases, and one day it may develop the ability to think independently like me. Magic Sword teased gloatingly.

"Feeding on pain and despair? Sounds funny......" Zhang Cheng curled the corners of his mouth slightly, a chilling smile appeared on his face.

"It's really interesting. You know, a lot of stupid human beings think that positive feelings like love, happiness, and hope are the source of strength, but in fact, once humans have too many similar emotions, they become easily satisfied, and easy satisfaction leads to stagnation? Only hatred, shame, pain, jealousy, and greed can spur humanity forward to gain more power and power. Dear master, you should not restrain your nature, much less refuse the gifts of darkness. "The Soul Envoy took the opportunity to instill his own ideas.

It is like a devil hiding in the shadows, constantly trying to pull the bearer into the dark side completely.

However, it is a pity that Zhang Cheng has never been the kind of idiot who will be easily fanned by words, so he ignored the bewitchment of the magic sword at all, and began to test the physical condition of the young dragon through a series of detection spells.

In any case, this is the first life he created with the help of magical power, and it needs to be studied and studied carefully to accumulate valuable experience for more complex and in-depth studies later.

While he was hiding under the Tower of Babel to test the abilities of the young dragon, the free trade city-state of Rees, far away at the other end of the sea, was suffering an unprecedented catastrophe.

Countless mercenaries and Dothraki walked the streets unscrupulously, looting property, killing civilians, women, and even some of them for fighting for the spoils of war, and the scarlet blood and mutilated corpses could be seen everywhere.

As for the devastated women, they have long since lost the strength to scream, and their eyes are blank like walking corpses, allowing the intruders to commit violence.

Standing on the balcony of the mansion that originally belonged to the Prince of Trade, Treg O'Melonen, Eric, who was all **, raised his wine glass and drank it all, laughed and said to the beautiful girl who had just been violated curled up in a ball beside him: "Look! This is what will happen if you dare to resist me! No one can go against the will of the Dragon King, and I will lead this invincible army to conquer all known lands and become the only king in the world." ”

"War, death, chaos, this is the kingdom you want?" the girl asked, biting her lower lip.

"Why, can't you? When I defeat that fellow, who else in the world will be able to stop me and my dragons from soaring in the sky? I will be the master of the world, and you will all prostrate at your feet, begging for mercy and forgiveness. With that, Eric pounced on the girl again and pressed the girl down to vent the ** fire burning in his heart.

But before he could vent for a few minutes, a raging golden flame suddenly appeared in his chest, instantly burning the girl under him to a charred corpse.

And he himself seemed to be in great pain, and he fell with a thud, with a distorted expression on his face.

After a full minute, the flames slowly faded, and the agonized Eric continued to gasp, struggling to his feet and roaring at the guards guarding outside, "Go and tell everyone! Stop looting and killing now! Get on board before dark and set off! Our next target is Old Town!"

"Yes...... But Venerable Dragon King, our fleet is still repairing, and a large amount of supplies have not yet been replenished. One of the guards stammered in a reminder.

"Shut up, and obey orders!, or I'll feed you to the dragon!, got it?" said Eric, glaring viciously.

As a former pirate captain, how could he not understand that the larger the fleet, the more time it takes to replenish enough food and fresh water.

But the problem is that Klonada has already expressed strong dissatisfaction with his slow movements, as evidenced by the sudden flames just now.

Eric knew full well that his current power, position, and even ability to control dragons all came from the powerful master who was imprisoned beneath the ruins of Valyria.

"Understood...... Got it!" the guard was completely frightened by the murderous eyes in his eyes, and hurriedly nodded vigorously.

Soon, with the sound of loud horns, the army was busy looting, killing, and raping women in the direction of the harbor.

Of course, this is not because they have good military discipline, but because the dragons circling over the city have begun to attack the unlucky ones who still refuse to leave.

Under the threat of death, they had to abandon their possessions and women......