It is clear that Patrice, the dragon lich, miscalculated the strength of the Dragon King.

Even if Izawa had been hit hard in the previous war, his strength was not something that an ancient blue dragon lich could withstand, without the protection of dragon skin, dragon scales, and dragon flesh.

Bone dragons like the Dragon Lich tend to have much weaker defense than true dragons of the same level.

Not to mention that Izawa added his own body weight and slapped him hard.

So there was the current scene, the ancient blue dragon lich started from the dragon wings, the bones were broken inch by inch, and Izawa slammed its body to pieces, leaving only one head in the end.

The pale blue soul fire in its eye sockets pulsed sharply, and it looked at the Dragon King revealing a hint of resentment.

"Don't be ...... high"

Syllable!

Izawa didn't bother to listen to its nonsense anymore, and with one foot down, he simply crushed his skull completely.

However, Ize knew in his heart that doing so would not completely kill it, and the nature of the dragon lich had already determined the fate of this blue dragon.

If it can't destroy its life box, no matter how many times it is killed, its soul will eventually be reborn in the life box, and finally become a new dragon lich by touching the corpses of other true dragons.

Izawa looked up at the figure standing at the top of the Mountain of Bones inside the portal, hidden in the black mist, with enough power to make any living creature tremble.

Izawa's heart sank, this is a lich with unfathomable strength, and he is also the master of the dragon lich just now.

This guy doesn't know how long he's been in this world, and he's terrifyingly strong.

Think about it, the Lich has concocted an unknown number of powerful legendary spells over the years, and this guy is not afraid of death.

Once the fight starts, he rushes over with a few powerful legendary spell scrolls and dies with you, which is not even a place to run.

As a result, you were blown up and left with no bones left, and his own soul was reborn in the life box.

Ize was secretly looking at him, he was also quietly looking at the red dragon, neither of the two guys acted rashly, and the air seemed to be still at this moment.

It's a psychological game, the lich is cautious by nature, and Izawa doesn't want to be seen by the enemy, so he takes advantage of this time to recover from his injuries.

Both guys are secretly estimating each other's strength.

"Red Dragon, Izer Targaryen, Giant Slayer, Lord of Kazarin, Master of Hell Fortress, Ruler of the Upper Dark Realms."

The lich suddenly spoke up, calling out Ize's many titles.

However, the origin of the Dragon King is no secret in this world, as long as you have the heart to find out, you can know it.

So, Ize knew that this guy must have a follow-up.

"Truly...... Dragon King of the continent, you are too cautious, I think you should have guessed my identity, after all, we have been neighbors for more than ten years. ”

The Lich let out a creepy grin again, and the message was not insignificant.

The dragon scales on Izawa's face were tightly wrinkled, and he had been guessing the identity of the lich from the beginning.

Been a neighbor for more than ten years?

He came to the north, and only ten years have passed since he was asleep, so it is clear that this lich is from the south.

Speaking of southern Xinjiang, the undead realm in the central part has always been an insurmountable cut for him.

The place was shrouded in a bewildering shadow fog all year round, and even the most eyesighted eagles could see the situation, and none of the scouts sent out to scout made it back alive.

To this day, I still know about the realm of the undead, from the mouth of Warwick.

As a result, his identity was naturally revealed.

- Lord of the Undead Realm, Grand Duke of the Undead.

Yes, only a powerful creature like him could sit on such a vast burial ground, and even the ancient blue dragon was his subordinate.

"Let me introduce myself again, my name is Ikales, and in the founding era, the world gave me a decent title, the Grand Duke of the Dead."

Sure enough, it was him!

Izawa's eyelids jumped wildly, ghost, the beginning of the era, more than 10,000 years ago, this is really an old monster that is too old to talk about for a long time.

He suddenly felt a little afraid, fortunately he was not interested in Kazarin, otherwise, with the ability of the undead archduke, I am afraid that he could easily be killed when he was still young!

"I've been keeping an eye on you, Targaryen, you've grown faster than I could have imagined, do you know that it took Patrice 1,500 years to become an ancient blue dragon, and you are now less than forty years old, but you already have the strength of an ancient dragon. I know that every time you grow and develop, you surprise me so much, as Tiamat said to you before, even among the allosaurs, you are definitely an outlier among them. ”

The Grand Duke of the Dead spoke eloquently, and his words contained high praise for Izawa.

Of course, this shameless guy accepted it all gladly, with a calm face.

"In fact, I have long seen through your infinite potential, and I have had countless opportunities to kill you."

The voice of the undead archduke shook the black mist, and his sharp tone revealed a strong killing intent.

But it was only a flash, and he quickly relented.

Regarding the threat in the words of the Grand Duke of the Undead, Ize frowned and didn't care.

Today is different.

If it had been in the past, he would have been jealous.

But now, the two have stood at the same height, and he has no reason to be afraid of this guy.

"However, I didn't choose to do that, ......

The Undead Grand Duke continued to let out an evil grin: "Because, I don't see you as an enemy, I want to see how far you can go, whether you can grow to the height of those allomorphic dragons in the Star Realm, so you have to thank me." ”

"Thank you so much, thank you for holding up your noble hand and allowing me to live to this day."

Izawa replied, with three points of mockery, three points of hypocrisy, three points of sneer, and one point of shamelessness.

At the end of the day, the Lich is a sinister and insane madman.

They are a group of eternal immortal creatures who have broken free from the shadow of death, and their humanity has slowly worn away in the countless years since they were transformed into lichs, becoming more insane, deformed, and twisted.

They don't talk about kindness, they don't have compassion or kindness, they only pursue their own power at any cost, and they are indifferent to other living things unless they involve themselves.

Therefore, the undead archduke said these hypocritical words, which is complete nonsense!

Clean?? What about the crooks?

Since he let Ize develop, he must have wanted to find something valuable in Izawa, such as the talent of this allomorphic dragon.

However, judging from the current situation, it seems that the undead archduke has found nothing.

He didn't care about the ridicule in Izawa's words, the undead archduke, he had lived countless years, and naturally knew that only strength was the eternal truth.

However, he also knew very well in his heart that the red dragon was no longer the little dragon cub of the past, and the strength he showed was even terrifying to him, and the simple threat was no longer effective, so he came to negotiate.

"Targaryens, now that we've got rid of all our previous preconceptions, how about we make a deal?" The Grand Duke of the Undead said suddenly.

Izawa looked at him quietly, this guy finally said the purpose of this trip.

He could feel that the area around him had been shrouded in a layer of black mist, which had the effect of shielding the sound from the gaze.

"Tell me, what's the deal?"

Izawa weighed the piece of meat in his hand and said lazily.

The purpose of these guys is nothing more than the evil origin in his hands, that is, Ize has the dominance of this transaction.

"What you have in your hand, we will divide it in half, I will help you block the other old immortals, you should know that if I hadn't secretly pushed them just now, you wouldn't have destroyed their portal so easily. And I will keep Kazarin for you, and when you return to southern Xinjiang, you will still be the lord of Kazarin. ”

Hearing this, Izawa couldn't help but laugh, his eyes passed through the portal, and he looked at the lich shrouded in black mist, his eyes revealing a deep disdain.

"Since it's a deal, then with sincerity, if you don't even have this bit of sincerity, then forget it."

Izawa sneered, and turned his hand to collect the origin of the evil thing into the dimensional ring.

Does this guy really think he's a fool?

Empty gloves white wolf?

Without any substantial benefits, just two or three sentences to deceive the origin of evil things from him? Don't forget, when it comes to the ability to be greedy for money, the red dragon is the head of the five-colored evil dragon!

"Targaryens, I have shown my sincerity! Let me be blunt, you have mastered part of the godhead, which is equivalent to mastering the opportunity to become a god, and those old guys will not give up on today's affairs! Even if I had to stop them, it would cost a lot. Even if you're not afraid of their retaliation, what about the empire you've just founded? Can you withstand the wrath of a demigod? ”

The voice of the Grand Duke of the Dead was full of anger.

"They? Heh, they don't have the slightest chance. I'm not even afraid of a true god, let alone a few old things that hide their heads and show their faces? As long as you dare to appear in my country, let alone a demigod, even if the true god comes to me, I will kill him! Listen, that's what I said! ”

Izawa also let out cruel words, this murderous guy does not accept any threats, typical of the evil dragon style, and is so strong that it is a mess.

"Do you think you alone can block all the demigods' attacks?"

"If you can't block it, if you can't beat it, you have to fight it."

The Undead Grand Duke was slightly choked by the words of the Dragon King, and he didn't expect this red dragon to be so tough.

"And what about Kazarin? At the first of my orders, the vast expanse of Kazarin will be turned into a cemetery of death, a paradise for the undead, and the castle of hell will be reduced to ruins from now on! ”

"The Red Dragon Legion has come to the Northland with me, and although Kazarin is rich in resources, the Northland is not bad. Kazarin is nothing more than an empty shell to me now, even if it is handed over to you? When I return to the southern frontier, my Red Dragon Legion will reclaim my territory for me. ”

"Ignorance! Targaryen, it seems that you have been carried away by the successive victories, do you really think that you already have the strength to stand up to me? Take a good look! ”

The Undead Grand Duke sneered, showing his strength, and behind him, dozens or hundreds of powerful bone dragons tore through the shadow mist, obscuring the sky, and a skeleton giant dozens of meters tall stepped on the ground.

All kinds of undead skeletons, death knights, demons from the abyss rose from the sea of bones, like a tidal wave, countless of them, looking at Ize and roaring.

Ize frowned, this is the essence of the undead Grand Duke, the ancient dragon lich like just now has seen several of them, and there are many Titans with legendary strength.

He believed that this was only part of the essence of the Grand Duke of the Dead.

This guy has existed for more than 10,000 years, entrenched in the central part of southern Xinjiang, and uses other regions of southern Xinjiang as a nest for hatching the undead, and every year countless creatures will go to the undead realm to die under the guidance of inexplicable forces.

Who knows how many corpses have accumulated in the realm of the undead over the years?

Hundreds of millions?

Or a billion?

His 300,000 Red Dragon Legion may not even be as good as a fraction of the undead Grand Duke, and after all, the accumulated foundation is still not enough.

Once this guy goes to war desperately, I'm afraid the entire continent will fall into the panic of the undead.

It's just that at that time, the undead archduke will become the enemy of the whole continent and the whole race, and the pressure will not all fall on Izawa.

But this is enough to show the terrifying strength of the undead Grand Duke, who has the power to fight the whole world.

Hiss......

At least, Ize and his Dragon Empire are far from being able to do it now.

Izawa even suspected that this guy might have ignited the divine fire through his own power, and was only one step away from becoming a true god.

That is to say, the influence of the Grand Duke of the Dead on the main material plane is much more powerful than that of ordinary true gods!

Anyway, Izawa doesn't want to see a lich become a god, and maybe the day he succeeds in forging the godhead, he'll kill the killer and turn the world into his kingdom.

At that time, the army of the undead will appear in any corner of the continent of Elbaf, and death and fear will spread endlessly.

"How's it going, Red Dragon Targaryen." Icares said suddenly, gloomily.

"I can only give you a quarter, and you'll have to come up with something else to compensate, I'm sure you've got a lot of good stuff, otherwise, I'd rather go to war with you, Equiles."

At that time, the army of the undead will appear in any corner of the continent of Elbaf, and death and fear will spread endlessly.

"How's it going, Red Dragon Targaryen." Icares said suddenly, gloomily.

"I can only give you a quarter, and you'll have to come up with something else to compensate, I'm sure you've got a lot of good stuff, otherwise, I'd rather go to war with you, Equiles."

"I can only give you a quarter, and you'll have to come up with something else to compensate, I'm sure you've got a lot of good stuff, otherwise, I'd rather go to war with you, Equiles."

……

Izawa squinted his eyes and said, the origin of evil is not a godhead, not a specific manifestation of the priesthood, nor does it contain rules, but only the core power of the Doomsday Dominator.

Therefore, even if he gave all this thing to the undead Grand Duke, he would not be able to forge a godhead and become a true god in one fell swoop.