Regenerative magic.

Regenerative talent.

The two do not overlap.

Magic stems from the imitation and creation of various talents, auras, abilities.

Regenerative magic has the healing effect of the Regenerative Talent, but does not have an intrinsic vibration boost.

This magic is not helpful for Xu Zhi's cultivation of the Thick Earth Xuan Sutra in reality, but this magic has a benefit, it can heal himself and heal others, it is not like a regeneration talent, and he can only benefit himself.

Although there is no top-level remuneration, Xu Zhi is still very satisfied with the remuneration that arrived in advance.

Baron Fontaquin looked a little embarrassed.

He felt that Xu Zhi's request was too pitiful, his head would not turn a little, in order to win this battle and obtain top-level war luck, he was actually willing to spend some top-level items that could not be used.

For example, the old zombie torso, the top bone powder, the undead dust, the dead wood......

There's no need to keep looking for life magic items, death magic items are also a good choice.

"Don't worry, if the war goes well, I will definitely make up for you a top-level gift."

"I thank you in advance."

Baron Fontaquin patted his bones and reassured, while Xu Zhi had a hint of distraction.

The surprise turned into a fright, and then accompanied Baron Fontaquin down the waves, Xu Zhi felt a little inappropriate.

When the two of them were polite for a while, they saw a dark cloud in the distant sky.

After more than ten seconds, the dark clouds suddenly became clear.

The hordes of black dragons fluttered and flapped their wings, flying towards their place.

This made Baron Fontaquin snort several times, and began to command the vampires and bone dragons that had not been affected to converge to the center, and the resurrected immortal generals in the rear were also forcibly gathered by him.

"What are you doing here?"

After receiving Ryo, he endured Ryan's calculations again, and now he has ushered in an even more unpopular object.

Aurang Malasa.

Even as an undead king, Baron Fontaquin was full of fear of the old black dragon.

Several magic spells were quietly possessed by him, and the armor was also put on his body, just waiting to be activated and activated.

"Von Takin, hand over the corpses of ten of my kindred."

Aurangmarasa's mental fluctuations were filled with anger, and from time to time he let out a roar like a curse, causing the black dragons behind him to roar incessantly.

"That's the price General Wisel traded to me, if you want to find him, go to him."

"Ryan is right, you took the corpses of our kind."

Aurangmarasa's voice came again, and Baron Fontaquin was silent for a few seconds, feeling that he had really been robbed today, wave after wave.

was too jealous of Aurang Marasa, so he couldn't help but spit out the truth in the spiritual exchange, and it was better to be silent than to know it.

The vanguard of the Legion of the Undead has not yet reached Ryros, but the war has already begun.

After delivering the appetizer of the Bright Divine Water, he also ushered in a real opponent.

There are only a few black dragons in Black Dragon Island, and ten of them occupy more than a tenth of them, which is bad news for Black Dragon Island.

Although these dragon corpses were cleanly stripped and the most valuable parts such as dragon skins and dragon hearts were missing, Feng Tajin could still see that the bones were very fresh, and they had obviously died recently.

If it is made into a ghost dragon with a certain amount of wisdom, or even a second-class bone dragon, it will be of great benefit to him.

If you really want to hand it over for nothing, Baron Rao is Fontaquin is not reconciled.

Especially since he has just been pitted by Rien, the damage to the high-level combat power is very serious, and he needs to make some supplements.

These ten dragon corpses are one of his heritages.

He looked at Aurang Malasa in extreme danger for a few seconds before he said slowly: "This is my transaction, if you want to find it, find out who slaughtered your descendants, don't bother me." ”

"You're arrogant," said Aurang Marasa.

"It's not that I'm arrogant, it's that you can't bear the price of my blow, I may not be able to beat you, but it's not a problem to escape, and my legion doesn't know what fear is, so you can lose dozens of dragon sons and grandsons."

Baron Fontaquin's words silenced Aurangmarasa.

Even if he has a powerful force that surpasses the Western Continent, it is difficult to have an opponent when he fights alone, and many things are not something he can do directly if he wants to.

Without the backing and voice of the European country of Aurelius, once faced with a real move, he will be the one who shrinks back.

Most of the top necromancers' bone dragons are excavated from long-lost dragon corpses, or skeletons are pieced together, and those things have nothing to do with them.

But the ten black dragons in Baron Fontaquin's hands originated from their Black Dragon Island.

Inquire about the news and patrol protection, which makes the black dragons lose information one by one.

From the ascension of the puppet king to the re-establishment of the country, they paid a heavy price.

Whether Madikos is behind it, or whether there are Shannons who sow discord, or even some dragon-hunting immortals who kill them, is hard to determine.

But the dragon corpse is in the hands of Baron Fontaquin, and Aurangmarasa can only come to the undead king.

Just hit a hard nail.

As Reas advised, he shouldn't have come.

It's not yet the moment of conflict, it's better to hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity, or maybe he's late.

Aurangmarasa had seen the many high-level undead around Baron Fontaquin, and his gaze was even more fixed on the damaged bone dragons.

"Our peace isn't worth ten dragon corpses?"

Reas behind Aurangmarasa roared, causing Aurangmarasa to start speaking again.

Value

Half-loud, Baron Fontaquin spoke again.

"But your promise to affect too many changes is not worth it."

The first half of his sentence had just eased Aurangmarasa's mood, and the second half had made his dragon face look quite angry.

"You'll regret it in the future."

Eventually, Aurangmarasa dropped a harsh word and began to fly high into the air.

"I have finally grown stronger, and with the capital that makes you suffer, how can I let you suppress it again."

Baron Fontaquin muttered in a low voice, his gaze calm, sweeping over the distant figures of the black dragons.

"Sooner or later, you will all be refined into bone dragons by me, and now, Ryros is just the beginning, hum......"

Looking at the black dragons, Xu Zhi even saw Egrenel riding on the black dragon.

The two sides exchanged eyebrows for a long time, which allowed Xu Zhi to learn some rather vague information.

His perception was right, Baron Fontakin, the strongest of the legions, was probably the most dangerous here.

Who's the most daring to pinch whom.

When the troops are under the city of Reros, not only are they due to the attack of Shannon, but there may also be overt or covert operations in other countries.

He needed to change to a safe place to check on the situation.

"The drizzle season is coming, our village is harvesting breadfruit, it is more urgent than the war, I will go back to help first, and then come back later."

Xu Zhi didn't wait for Eladon and Baron Fontaquin to respond, and the 'regeneration' magic parchment in his hand shook in his sleeve and turned directly into ash.

As soon as he finished speaking, his body had turned into a phantom.

"Our village is also stealthily harvesting breadfruit, and we have to defend against the terrible praying mantis, we are really miserable, I ......"

There is no drizzle season in the elemental world now.

Seeing that the boss of the jungle elves had come up with a rather clumsy excuse and ran straight back to the elemental realm, Jinkra felt worried.

He glanced at Eradorn, and his body began to fade.

"Don't go, you still haven't got a staff."

Xu Zhi ran away again, and she couldn't hold a lord and prevent the other party from returning to the Elemental Realm.

Eradorn was glad that the Legion's prayer had been completed.

Perhaps Baron Fontaquin won't let her hang herself.

The ambassadors of friendship and exchange rely on the support of the jungle elves, and if they are alone with Baron Fontaquin, they will be a little afraid, and they want to drill back into the elemental realm, and Jinkla will be forced back to make up the number.

"It's your staff," Kinkra smirked.

He decided that if Xu Zhi didn't come down for a while, he would rather not have these three wisdom staffs, but also sneak back to the elemental realm to escape the disaster.

Eradorn looked at Jinkla, grinding against the only Void Stone in her hand, unnaturally touching the potions and scrolls in her pocket, and finally began to chant the incantation silently.