"You want to know my story?" Kazan paused and asked again, "Are you sure?" ”

"How are you grinding and chirping?" Xiu Zhe smiled bitterly, didn't he want to know the story of the experience of the only ghost in his body who could communicate with him, and was asked rhetorically, 'Are you sure?' ’

"Okay." As Kazan finished speaking, the scene in front of Xiu Zhe changed suddenly, and Xiu Zhe's body also stood up with a 'rub'.

It was a golden and splendid hall, and countless soldiers lined up solemnly on both sides of the throne until the palace gate, and on the throne of twenty-one steps, a middle-aged man in an extremely luxurious robe was rewarding the two people who knelt on one knee under the steps with words.

"The man on the left is my human form." Kazan's ghost figure floated out of Xiu Zhe's body and said beside him.

Xiu Zhe looked at it intently, it was a man wearing armor and long blond hair, the man's appearance was not extremely handsome, but that domineering spirit made Xiu Zhe feel uplifted.

"Where is this?" Xiu Zhe turned his head to look at Kazan beside him and said.

"The Perus Empire, once the most prosperous country in the Arad continent, I am the founding general of the Perux Empire, and the man beside me is a court magician, named 'Ozma', and he and I and the emperor on the throne are brothers of the opposite sex who worshipped when this emperor was still a prince."

As Ghost Kazan finished speaking, the long-haired blond man who knelt on one knee clasped his hands into fists and said, "Your Majesty, Ozma and his ministers are willing to serve the empire and eradicate the evil dragon!" ”

The emperor, dressed in a luxurious robe, stood up and walked down the steps slowly, put his hands on the shoulders of the half-kneeling two, and said softly: "Okay, this time I still have to ask the two generals, the evil dragon will not be eliminated for a day, the people will not be able to make a living, and this king will be even more sleepless all night!" But you have to promise me one condition. ”

Kazan, who was still human, raised his head and said respectfully, "Please give orders to Your Majesty." ”

"You must come back alive, the empire can be without this king, but it must not be without two generals." Kazan and Ozma were moved by the sincere words, and the relationship between the three was self-evident.

Ghost Kazan waved his hand, and the scene changed again, this was a mountaintop, and Xiuzhe's body was floating in mid-air at this time, overlooking the whole scene, and countless soldiers with weapons in their hands were behind Kazan and Ozma looking down on the sleeping dragon at the bottom of the mountain.

It was a graying dragon with golden horns, and around it countless human bones were piled up into small hills.

"Ozma and I led nearly half of the forces of the Peruth Empire to this dragon's lair at night, and this is the last time Ozma and I will join forces."

There was a hint of silence in Kazan's words, and before Xiu Zhe could ask why it was the last time, Ozma, who was standing on the top of the mountain, took a step forward and raised his staff, and several purple light clusters were sent out from the top of the staff and blasted towards the dragon, so powerful that the entire valley was blown to the ground.

Just as Xiu Zhe sighed at the strength of this Ozma, the dragon flew up from the bottom of the valley unscathed, and launched a fierce attack on the humans who dared to provoke it on the top of the mountain.

It was an unimaginable battle, and at dawn, Kazan and Ozma, who were mortally wounded, finally killed the dragon, and Kazan and Ozma split the remaining forces in two, Ozma went to the palace to report on the battle, and Kazan was responsible for transporting the dead dragon back to the city.

The scene changed again, Xiu Zhe looked at Kazan and Ozma, who were fighting to the death in a valley, in shock, and looked at the ghost figure beside him suspiciously, and asked, "What's going on?" Why did the two of you get into a fight? ”

"When Ozma returned to the palace, His Majesty told him that I would take advantage of this dragon slay to gather forces and attempt to rebel, and although Ozma did not believe it, the king's order was not disobeyed, so he led an army to arrest me. At that time, I already realized that the person who wanted my life was definitely His Majesty, and if I obediently returned to the palace, I would definitely die. ”

Hearing the words of the ghost Kazan, Xiu Zhe nodded slightly, although he couldn't understand for a while why the three people who were still brothers and sisters in the previous pictures turned against each other in a blink of an eye, but if you think about it carefully, maybe the emperor was afraid that Kazan had too much power, so he would act like this, right?

Although the army led by Ozma had the advantage in numbers, the soldiers on the Kazan side had a death-defying fighting style that made Ozma unable to attack for a long time.

When the two sides fought hard and there were few troops left, countless figures appeared on the valley, and a general led by shouted: "Your Majesty has an order, the palace magician Ozma and the general Kazan intend to rebel, and the whole army listens to the order and takes down the two!" ”

A wounded Kazan fell to his knees and laughed, while Ozma looked at the army above the valley in shock, his expression comical in disbelief.

The scene turns again, Xiu Zhe and Ghost Kazan are standing in prison, and Ozma looks at Kazan with broken tendons in tears, and keeps muttering and asking why.

"Lord, Ozma, now we are saddled with treason, and our families will not escape their fate!" There was despair in the tone of Kazan, who was covered in wounds and chained in the corner, and the former founding general of Perus was now reduced to a prisoner, and this gap even made Kazan break down and laugh nervously.

"That's... My Liz—" Ozma wailed with her eyes wide and her head in her hands.

Mentally broken, Ozma clutched the bars of the prison with both hands and kept shouting Liz's name, when one of the prison guards came up and shouted, "Shut up, traitor! How can someone like you shout the name of Your Majesty's concubine?! ”

Ozma's eyes widened in anger, grabbed the creep by the collar with his big hand, picked him up, and shouted, "You... What do you mean by that? Lizzie.. What happened to my Liz? Tell me! Tell me!! ”

Ozma's voice drew a crowd of jailers around the table drinking wine, "Go, beat that traitor to death so that he understands who he is now." The cell head shaved his nails and said lightly.

With wicked smiles on their faces, some of the jailers picked up sticks and walked to Ozma's cell, the kind of torture they liked to do most besides drinking and playing with women.

Turning the cell open, several of the jailers raised their weapons and struck Ozma mercilessly.

"What do damned traitors shout?"

"What do you think you are now?"

"Brothers, take good care of the court mages who take care of us!"

The sound of sarcasm was accompanied by the sound of the club, and Ozma's wail made the cell boss, who was still sitting at the table drinking, smile contentedly and drank the cloudy wine in front of him.