"So this is your true face, it looks quite intimidating!"

Diablo looked up at the behemoth dragon in front of him in amazement. Although it is a traditional dragon structure with four legs and wings, he does not have any scales on his body that traditional dragons have, and instead has sharp bone spurs.

These bone spurs all over the body from head to tail make this dragon look hideous and evil, and of course, he is indeed not a good person.

"Without the Dragon Lord, you are majestic and powerful. Looking at Diablo, who was so weak that he could pinch him to death with a light touch of his claws, the evil dragon's tone was very humble.

Because he has decided to endure it, he is a vigorous and long-lived ancient dragon species, and the long years can always create many incredible miracles.

Although he currently has no way to break the servant contract on his body, there is no absolute. Just because he can't think of a way to untie it doesn't mean there is no way to untie it.

However, this evil dragon has forgotten that long years can indeed create miracles, but for individual lives, long lives, repetitive behaviors, will only develop some deep-rooted habits.

"Can you not think about how to break the contract when you pat me on the back?" Diablo stood on a low cliff, looking at the evil dragon lying at the foot of the mountain, just raising his head, he could look at him at eye level, and felt helpless.

"Ugh!"

Hearing Diablo's words, the evil dragon Lorraine was dumbfounded, although he had accepted the status of a slave, but for a while he had not yet adapted, and there were always some unrealistic questions in his mind.

"I ......" The dragon still wanted to redeem something with words, but it was too late.

Whoa!

Intense pain surged from the depths of his soul, and the Hellfire Ancient Dragon lost the ability to think in an instant, and the huge dragon body trembled and twitched under the gaze of the young dragon.

Bang!

Like a mountain collapsing, the Hellfire Ancient Dragon fell to the ground, struggling in pain, and the earth shook so that even Diablo, who was standing on the cliff, felt the tremor under his feet.

"Dragon Lord, please stop, I don't dare anymore. ”

No sound was heard, but Diablo could sense the plea, which was the channel of soul communication he had established after making a servile contract with the dragon.

Because of the contract, this communication is not equal. He could know what the dragon was thinking at all times, but the dragon didn't know him.

The most important thing is that because of the contract, he can hurt the soul of this evil dragon at any time, and he only needs to move his mind slightly, which is more ruthless than Tang Seng's tight spell.

Whew!

Heavy pantings rang out from the bottom of the cliff, and Diablo watched indifferently as the dragon breathed in the fresh air, and the scorching gas he let out scorched all the plants in a large area in front of him into ashes.

"Are you ready? Don't forget what I brought you out today. ”

Diablo urged impatiently, after successfully signing a contract with this evil dragon, his eldest wife Ophelia provided sufficient resources for him to restore his body to its best condition in the shortest possible time.

Then he was given all the resources needed for the secret method and let him start practicing, and in this way, it was three months, and today, the cultivation of this evil dragon has finally begun to bear fruit, so Diablo is impatient to verify it.

"It's ready, Dragon Lord!" the Hellfire Ancient Dragon got up from the ground, glanced up slightly, and Ophelia, who was carrying hundreds of Dragonborn Angel Guards in the sky, spoke in a more humble tone, while doing her best to dispel distractions that should not be in her heart.

"Then you are ready!"

Hearing the evil dragon's response, Diablo's face showed a bright smile, and the dragon man cub stretched out his small palm and snorted softly,

"Here comes the sword!"

Boom –

In response to the call of the war master, the blood-colored light rushed straight into the sky, shattering the clouds all over the sky, and the wind howled, which was the aftermath of the power that burst out from the evil dragon prostrate on the ground, and many mysterious and complicated runes appeared on his body, spontaneously building several layers of rune arrays.

Large and small rune arrays shrouded the space within a radius of hundreds of meters, and the powerful power ripples covered the area dozens of times over, making the celestial phenomena easier, and the originally sunny sky overhead became dark.

The wind and clouds dispersed, centered on the place where Diablo stood, and most of the creatures in this large area felt a suppressed suffocation feeling that their breathing was a little unsmooth.

Of course, the biggest effect of all this on Diablo was that his hair was blown up by the wind, and his originally fair and pink face was also illuminated by the blood-colored spiritual light pillar in front of him.

"Well, the momentum is very good!"

Diablo was very satisfied with the light and shadow effects that came with the transformation of his slaves into weapons.

However, as the pillar of evil aura in front of him gradually dissipated, revealing the evil sword that could definitely easily cut mountains and mountains, the smile on Diablo's face gradually disappeared.

"Why?

Diablo looked up at the exposed giant sword in front of him, which was about 100 meters long, and some of this thing was inserted under the ground, looking at the proportions of this fitness, he knew that the length of this sword was more than 120 meters.

With such a big sword, there really exists to be able to move it and open a mountain or something, it's not just like playing.

"It's normal, Lorraine's size itself is so big, he is a weapon for the first time, it can't be small. ”

The voice of course came from behind, and Diablo knew that this was his eldest wife without looking back.

"But it's too big for me to use. Diablo's tone was quiet, now he was the length of the dragon's body, from beginning to end, not more than twelve meters, let alone wielding a giant sword with a length of one hundred and twenty meters.

"Just because you can't use it now doesn't mean you can't use it later. Moreover, the sword should be shrinkable. ”

Ophelia's hand was lowered, and naturally landed on top of Diablo's head, and after gently pinching the dragon horns on the little dragonman's head, she began to play with the smooth blonde hair on his head.

"Lorraine, it's too big, shrink, at least to the point where I can use it. ”

Feeling the reckless palm above his head, the corners of Diablo's mouth twitched, and he didn't try to dodge, the absolute difference in strength had already made him realize the facts.

"Lord Dragon, I also want to be able to let you use it now, but I can't!"

Hearing Diablo's order, Lorraine, the ancient dragon of the Inferno who had turned into a sword for the first time and had a completely different sense from before, said helplessly.

One thing to say, what can he do in three months? It takes him three years to take a nap. In three months, he not only had to adjust his body to the best condition, but also had to practice this fucking secret method, and in such a short time, it would be very good to be able to turn into a sword.

"It's not going to work? ”

Because his hair was wantonly manipulated by his wife, Diablo, who couldn't escape, poured all his resentment out on his only slave.

"It's okay, Diablo, don't be too harsh, it takes a lot of skill to change the size!"

Ophelia patted Diablo's head lightly, her normal height is about twenty meters, and she usually gets along with her little husband, she changes the size many times at will. I guess it made this little guy think it was a very simple thing.

"Oh. ”

Hearing his eldest wife's words, Diablo honestly restrained his grievances.

His wife is really good-looking, and he has nothing to say about him, although it is because of some schemes, but this does not change the fact that this wife is good to him.

But being nice to him doesn't change the fact that his wife is a tyrannical ruler.

Well, according to Diablo's knowledge, his wife, Ophelia, the queen of blood, is a tyrant through and through, and judging by the title she holds, the other dragons in the dragon realm seem to think so.

But it's no wonder that a queen who nails her enemies to bronze pillars at every turn, peels off her scales, and listens to their wails and screams can be described as merciful.

Cruel, tyrannical, domineering, but also warm and warm. This is Diablo's eldest wife, Ophelia, the queen of the Blood Prison, a dragon king with different attitudes towards different beings.

And such a wife, Diablo likes it very much, not only because of her maternal attributes, but also because of her peerless perfect appearance - well, Diablo also admits that most of his good feelings come from this.

But it's not all, the queen's identity is also a great bonus, of course, as well as her domineering and short-term personality, doting and conniving on herself, which Diablo can really feel.

According to the description of the cloud dragon, what she meant to Ophelia was a key to leave the dragon realm, and the identity of her partner was just the price she had to pay in order to get her own key.

But at this time, Diablo had clearly felt that although Ophelia, the queen of blood, valued that she could take her away, she also did not see him as just a key, but ...... The husband is like a son.

Thinking of this, Diablo's face suddenly showed an extremely complicated expression, he sometimes had this bad illusion, and this queen of blood and prison raised him as a son.

And sometimes, he lives like a son.

No way, their age gap is just too big.

Moreover, Diablo glanced down at his crotch, the dragon spear was still being cast, far from the time of birth.

"When the dragon spear is stained with blood, when the husband is reinvigorated. The little dragon cheered himself on, and looked up at his wife, who was at least three digits.