Chapter 217: Book Sacrifice (Ask for Subscription)

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After listening to Pandaria's self-report, Izawa slapped the black dragon away.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't stand the slavery of the Drow priests, this thing is probably willing to stay in the dark region and be a "corrosive poisonous insect" for a lifetime.

"Master, please forgive me for my sins, it is the nature of the black dragon to be greedy for life and afraid of death." The teenage black dragon lay on the ground and shivered.

"Shut up!" Izawa was so angry that he slapped him in the face again, and said angrily, "You useless waste, is it reasonable to bring these black underground worms to the surface?" ”

"I have a master!"

The black dragon kowtowed repeatedly: "In order to escape, I spent ten years almost knowing all the large and small passages in the dark region, and the drow elves have hoarded heavy troops in the "Stone Forest Rift Valley" in front, but I can take the red dragon legion around that place and directly reach the city of Drow - Falanlon, you will rule the upper dark region instead of Drow, you are the only master of the surface and underground. ”

"So, you're pretty useful." Izawa glanced at him lightly.

"Master, did you catch the slut who injured you?" The black dragon asked weakly.

"How?"

Izawa's indifferent tone made the black dragon shudder, and he knew very well that it was because of the information he left behind that the Dragon King was injured after tracking it down.

In this way, it is indirectly caused by itself.

"I ...... I want to torture that slut for my master. The black dragon glanced at the red dragon quietly.

Izawa sneered: "It's you who want to take revenge on her for enslaving you." ”

Without giving the black dragon a chance to answer, he continued: "Go, bring me the Red Dragon Legion, and as for that slut, I'll give it to you after I'm done." ”

The black dragon left happily.

The Red Dragon Legion began to clean up the battlefield, and the dead monsters were all food anyway, and there was no question of what to do with the corpses.

It's over after eating, and if you can't bear to eat your fellow clan, then exchange for food.

Izawa walked into a small cave alone, he took out the "Poke Ball" from the Dimensional Ring, and stared at the female Drow Elf with huge dragon eyes, his eyes revealing a thick mockery.

He said at the beginning that he would never let go of this bitch, and now that it has finally fallen into his hands, he can handle it wantonly.

"Slut, we're meeting again."

Izawa's monstrous drake approached the translucent Poké Ball, revealing its ferocious mucus fangs.

Garanord stepped back in fear and leaned against the barrier, just now she sensed that she had lost all of her god-given spells.

As a devout priest of the Queen of the Spider God, the occurrence of such a thing only says one thing.

- She was abandoned by the goddess Rus.

It was impossible for her to escape from the dragon on her own.

Garlanor could even imagine how miserable his fate would be if he fell into the hands of the dragon.

To be killed, to be eaten, or to be annihilated and then killed? Anyway, I won't make myself better.

Syllable!

The "Poké Ball" was crushed by Izawa's claws, and the Drow Priest let out a terrifying scream thinking that the dragon would kill her directly.

Of course, Izawa wouldn't kill her so simply, it was just a bad taste to scare her.

He pinched the Drow priest with his two claws, and when he saw it, his sharp nails piercing the female dark elf's tearable skin, bleeding blood.

"You...... What do you want to do? ”

Garlanor tried to appear calm, but the trembling voice betrayed her.

She was less than half a meter away from the dragon's fangs, and the red dragon's hot, pungent sulfur-smelling snort hit her face, and she was a little dizzy.

With such a close look, she could even clearly see the subtle differences between the lines and colors on each of the red dragon's scales.

Garlanord looked into the dragon's eyes, she saw the deep restrained fire in the dragon's eyes, and she knew that the reason why the other party didn't kill her outright, just wanted to torture her.

Otherwise, this powerful red dragon would have swallowed her whole into its belly with just a slight mouth, eating it dry and wiping off her bones.

"What does Lao Tzu want to do? Guess what. ”

The red dragon squinted his eyes and spat out a mocking chuckle from his mouth.

For humans or elves, the unknown is the greatest fear.

The inner association will amplify the fear without limit, and the fear of being scared all day long can drive a person crazy, once you know the result of the request, you don't have the feeling of being scared at the beginning.

Izawa's claws strained slightly, her nails digging into the flesh, blood dripping down Garlanord's smooth skin, and her face was full of pain.

The so-called greatest torture is, of course, a double blow both physical and mental.

It is undeniable that female dark elves are all naturally beautiful, and their delicate and smooth black skin makes them not look ugly, but have a completely different style from the surface elves.

As a priest with a noble status in Drow society, Garanord's appearance and figure are naturally impeccable.

- Flashing pale blue eyes, long silver-white hair that was a little messy at the moment, a translucent spider silk veil looming, and some gemstone pendants and gold tassels were used to cover the Smith's parts.

Yes, from a purely human point of view, Garlanord's outfit is hardly the same as if he were not wearing it at all.

Looking at the fire in the dragon's eyes, Garlanod subconsciously thought, is he trying to rape himself?

Dragons are not exempt from even kind-hearted metal dragons.

Once these guys reach the estrus period, the perverted physiological desires are simply outrageous.

As the ruler of the matriarchal society, the female Drow naturally has many male pets.

Even every priest who graduated from the Spider Sect would have an incomparably fiery passion in the auditorium, in front of the idol of the Spider God.

But she's never been glued to wild beasts.

And the evil dragon in front of him is so huge, his body is estimated to be blown up, right?

She subconsciously looked at the dragon's life chamber.

Drow Elf's reaction Ize saw it in his eyes, but seriously, he really couldn't appreciate the black girl, no matter how good-looking she was, it was no different from coal.

What's more, he and Irelia have already pierced the layer of window paper, and even if they want to vent their desires, it will not be the turn of the drow in front of them.

The stabbing tore the spider silk veil off Garlanord's body, and the sharp claws left scratches on her body without mercy, and then ...... Throw her mercilessly to the ground.

Izawa gave her a contemptuous look, then strode out, grinning as he looked at the energetic monster dependents under his command who had nowhere to vent.

"Now she's yours, be careful, don't let me play to death."

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