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Sosa feasted on a roasted leg taller than her. This is a magical taste, obviously it was just put on the fire by the outsider, but it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, but not greasy, crispy and melting. You can do this without any seasonings, have you met the god of cooking?

The muscles of this cow have been honed and elastic, and the satisfaction after entering the mouth is completely different.

Eaten.

No, Sosa was holding her belly in both hands, which looked like she was pregnant, and tried to stretch her waist back slightly, but she fell comically on the grass, unable to get up no matter how much she waved her limbs and tail.

"Whew!" She let out a lazy and contented sigh, "Lord Yarulan, you are really capable of anything, even barbecue. ”

No one answered.

Standing quietly on the side, the plug-in Jun still looks like a female rabbit with her feet upright. He wasn't Arran, but he had given up on explaining it—that seemed more troublesome.

The primary target is the Basilisk's intelligence, followed by Yarulan's. Since this lizard girl claims to know Yarulan, then sit back and wait for the information to pounce on the net by herself.

"I know you're powerful, but you're still beyond your imagination......" Sosa sighed as she looked at the thousands of corpses around her, "It's just a trick......"

After the Plug-in's attack, all the kneeling creatures survived, trembling and keeping their knees and fleeing. No one dared to stand up, for they all heard the command to "kneel" clearly, and the difference between obedience and disobedience was stark.

Everyone left on their knees.

No one asked them to stay on their knees all the time, but no one dared to get up.

The only ones left on the battlefield were the two of them. Silence before the storm. The plug-in is not worried, because he hopes to attract the basilisk. Sosa wasn't worried, she knew she would be protected by Lord Yarulan.

She began to think to herself about the time she had with Yarulan, and talked about it.

Suddenly, a giant dragon entered the "field of vision" of the Plug-in, a spherical detection range of several kilometers in radius when standing still, and any stealth stealth was ineffective, and the range continued to expand as it absorbed Pifet.

It was an ancient red dragon.

According to Lucky Velvet Feet' memories, this dragon did not belong to the Great Plains at all, but came from thousands of miles. Dragons are mostly irritable but lazy large reptiles, and they can fly such long distances and come straight here because of anger.

Well?

There was movement on the other side of the Everglades. It was a giant hydra that led the army in a mighty way. You can't be wrong, it's the basilisk himself.

It's finally here.

The plug-in gentleman couldn't help but happily touch Sosa's head beside him. Very good bait.

Compared with marching, it is natural that the red dragon flies faster. It didn't take long for a behemoth more than 100 meters long to spread the wings of the Grim Reaper and pass over the sky above the Hanging King. It spotted the weirdness below, and then circled and landed.

After all, the appearance of a perfectly circular felling area in the woods, and thousands of corpses, is too conspicuous to look at from the sky.

The red dragon is too heavy. Not counting the shredded corpses that fluttered their wings and flew away, Sosa's ass was shaken off the ground with the mere thud of the landing.

This is the first time he's seen a level 90 creature for the plug-in. Five stories high, the scales glowed with a blood-red metallic sheen, reptilian eyes, sharp spikes from the top of the head to the back, a huge dragon's tail coiled around the body for more than half a circle, and the claws sunk deep into the ground.

The Plug-in Jun was subjected to a variety of forced negative effects such as fear, weakness, and submission, which made him a little useless, although the impact was not great. Anyway, he's an action flow, and the property itself is secondary.

After all, all the level 100 have been killed.

Thinking like this, the red dragon pressed his eyes closer, only a stone's throw away from him. The eyes are so big that I can't even see where the sockets are.

It stared at him.

Sosa vomited from fright.

After a long time, the red dragon spoke: "You are not a rabbit clan. ”

Sosa whispered in surprise, "How did it know?" ”

Plug-in Jun frowned. It's simple, right? Judging from the sky, he was standing right in the middle of the weird circular death area, not his doing, could it be the weak lizard next to him who was so frightened that he spit out all the beef after being glared at?

However, he was still surprised that the red dragon was able to break through the camouflage effect of the ability with his logical sense.

The red dragon was furious.

But he lay down on the spot and ignored the two people in front of him, as if he was waiting for something. Probably the basilisk on the other side, right? This area is quite empty and suitable for fighting.

Soon, a large army of snakemen, lizardmen, and other swamp hybrids appeared from the distant woods.

Before they could gain a foothold, they were pushed down and trampled by the basilisk that followed. It has nine snake heads of different colors, is about five stories high, and has an extremely long body that is difficult to identify. There is no other possibility than that it is the "Basilisk" himself.

The basilisk looked at the scene in front of him, couldn't help but hesitate, and said with a smile: "Could it be that I am dazzled?" ”

"You're not dazzled, Cleopatla VII." The red dragon raised his head and replied in a deep voice, "You should have expected that I would settle accounts with you. You sent Yarulan into my belly and stole the soul of the sealed Light King, right? ”

After hearing this, the basilisk laughed at the same time with nine heads, and its huge body continued to meander: "Who said that dragons are all highly intelligent creatures? It took so long to find out that Yarulan was sent by me? Feel sorry for your IQ. ”

After finishing speaking, the atmosphere around them became even worse, and the murderous aura of the red dragon made the pawns' skin hurt like pins and needles, and their bodies trembled.

The red dragon let out an angry roar and stood up and spread its wings: "Cleopatola VII, what makes you so arrogant and conceited that you mistakenly think that you have the power to defeat the strongest creature in the world?" ”

"Oh, because I'm out of the concept of a creature."

The basilisk smiled evilly, and was about to continue speaking, but a snake crawled up to her body and whispered: "Your Majesty, the rabbit in front of you is the one who defeated the search party that eliminated Sousa, as well as the prisoners of our army's former war army. ”

"She? A rabbit? The basilisk asked, a little incredulous, "Impossible, could it be that you mean ......"

"Yes, Your Majesty. It could only be Yarulan. ”

"Soul light, why didn't you talk about it earlier!"

That's really bad news. The female rabbit in front of her is most likely Yarulan, because she is the only one who can deform this trick. By now, the basilisk was no less than an enemy of Yarulan. It's not that I'm worried that I won't be able to beat her, but if she has already joined forces with the red dragon next to her? Even planning to reap the benefits of the fisherman?

Tut.

The basilisk was just about to persuade the red dragon to stop the duel for the time being, but his attitude just now had really stimulated the other party's self-esteem.

The Red Dragon takes off.

The red dragon tilted its head.

The red head breathes fire.

Before the flames could erupt from the dragon's mouth, the army of cold-blooded creatures on the ground felt deadly heat. It was a feeling of despair to see the red dragon in mid-air swooping down to the ground and spewing flames all over the sky.

Heat, scorching, crackling burning. There was no wailing or escape, and most of the creatures were reduced to burning ashes under this great flame. The red black scorched earth is larger than the range of the Death Circle of the Outer Hanging Prince. The surrounding woods were affected, and it was only a matter of time before the entire forest was set on fire.

There are only three creatures left on the scorched earth - the basilisk, the Plug-in, and Sosa. The former's scales were charred black, while the latter was spun by the Plug-in Lord's lightsaber as a shield to keep the flames out. At his and Sosa's feet was the only meadow within a kilometer radius.

The flames obscured their vision and prevented the basilisk and the red dragon from seeing the lightsaber unsheathed, but it didn't prevent them from being surprised that the outer hanging king could resist the red dragon's breath unharmed.

After a brief hesitation, the red dragon continued to pounce on the basilisk. The two behemoths collided violently, rolled out a hundred meters away, scuffled and bitten together, which was extremely terrifying.

The red dragon tore at the snake's scales with its claws, while the basilisk tightly wrapped around the dragon's body, its ten mouths biting each other, the scales and flesh splattered, and the ground shook.

Sosa cried in fright and collapsed in place.

"Not magic?"

The plug-in gentleman touched the ashes at his feet and couldn't help muttering to himself. This extremely deadly high temperature does not contain the slightest magic element, it is a naturally generated mortal fire, which is incredible.

Sosa may have been overly frightened, and some people talk a lot when they are nervous: "You forgot, my lord? You told me that the flame of the red dragon is a flammable gas of a special composition formed by the fermentation of food residues stored in its second food sac. After spitting, it was ignited by a pair of firing teeth in the red dragon's throat. You were excited to say that this was a major discovery after surviving from the belly of a red dragon. ”

yes. It is true that the magic element in the air of the demon world is extremely thin, and it is not suitable for the development of spell civilization.

"Yarulan! Sure enough, it's you! The basilisk pulled out one of its heads and roared at the plug-in, then opened its mouth to spew out a cloud of poisonous mist.

He discovers that the poisonous mist is not a spell either.

He took out his lightsaber and stirred it around the poisonous mist a few times, and then threw the mist back in reverse.

Seeing this, the basilisk wrapped around the red dragon and twisted its body, and the repatriating poisonous mist hit the dragon's back, sending out a sizzling green smoke and the dragon's wail.

Although both sides were entangled and caused a lot of damage to each other, the basilisk's nine toxins eroded the red dragon's physical strength in all directions, making the latter weaker and weaker.

"You...... No way...... Why did you become more powerful than the dragons? ”

"This is the power of the light king that you fear. It's endlessly getting stronger, and I'm just getting started. ”

After the basilisk responded to the red dragon's last doubts with a sneer, he strangled the latter unconscious. She didn't kill the red dragon because she planned to take him as a servant in the future to strengthen the power of the light king, and at the same time, to prevent Yarulan from taking advantage of the situation to eat the red dragon to further strengthen herself.

The fall of the behemoth shook like a landslide.

The basilisk gasped, dragged his bloodied body to the outsider-kun, stood tall with nine heads and looked down, and said, "It's your turn." ”

She was injured by the red dragon more seriously than expected, but she thought that it was more than enough to deal with a mere Yarulan - wasn't it just a spray of strong acid to become deformed? The slime monsters that have lost the power of the Light King are not to be feared.

The basilisk is going to be killed.

It just so happens that so is the plug-in.

He didn't want to take advantage of the Seven Nights to affect the world pattern indiscriminately, especially to kill a boss. But now it's different. He has always believed that the power of the light king is a huge advantage, and if he can start, he will have no need to hesitate to balance the benefits and losses, and make a big profit.

He took out his lightsaber and said lightly, "Kneel." ”

Then raise your sword and sweep.

Then the basilisk was left with only three heads.

It was a bit of luck, three of the nine heads were hit by the persuasion skill and immediately hung their heads, otherwise Cleopatula VII would have died by now.

She screamed, writhing and churning her huge, tailless body in agony.

The plug-in Jun is obsessed with using only the lightsaber, because it is the weapon that is the least likely to expose the identity of the Seven Nights, and the weapon at the bottom of the box is rarely used, and the plug-in Jun prefers simple and repetitive tactics. He advised him to kneel down because it would be best if he could spare the other party's breath, so as not to affect the world pattern without authorization.

"Alright, don't move, give me the power of the Light King." After speaking, the plug-in Jun suppressed the one-story tall snake body with one hand, and his tone was so light.

He flung the basilisk all over, and walked into the blood-gushing wound on his severed neck. This hurts the basilisk!

A thousand-meter-long three-headed giant snake kept tumbling and twisting for a long, long time. When she finally burned out, the plug-in also came out of her body.

He shook his body, shook off all the blood stains, and then silently returned to his place, continuing to be in a daze.

The basilisk looked at the plug-in king with a dying breath: "You...... It's not Yarulan, who is it? If it was Yarulan, she wouldn't let me go once she decided to be my enemy. ”

There was no answer.

"Do you know how hard I worked to steal the power of the Light King stripped from my body while Yarulan was flirting with that damn Seven Nights Turbidity? You're ...... Unexpectedly! ”

Silent.

"And why do you know how to take the power of the Light King? It was so old that the rituals that Arran knew were taught by me. ”

The plug-in gentleman pondered for a while, then opened his mouth and said, "Do you know the contemporaneous period of the Light King?" ”

"Huh?"

"I know him well...... Extraordinary. ”

The basilisk didn't know that the Light King also had a contemporaneous named Pifelt, but he only knew that the monster in front of him was too terrifying and he only had half a life left. She held back her anger, silently turned around and crawled away, disappearing from the field of vision.

The plug-in gentleman looked at the six remaining snake heads on the ground and thought to himself...... Can this be eaten? Will it be food poisoning?

"You...... Isn't it really Yarulan? Sosa came back from her fright and asked tremblingly, "Why did you transform too?" Did you eat Lord Yarulan? ”

The plug-in didn't say anything, but canceled the disguise ability and restored the appearance of Seven Nights.

Suffering from the side "Give me back Lord Yarulan!" While thrashing with his small fist without pain or itching, he thought to himself, "This lizard girl is stupid and cute."

The original plan was to use the fugitive slave that the basilisk was bound to capture in his rage to lure the basilisk to come, and then he could kill the stupid man who knew too much and didn't hold back. But things have changed since Sosa proudly spoke of her childhood with Yarulan.

can't be killed, she is Ya Rulan's friend, otherwise it will greatly affect Qiye's interpersonal relationships. That woman has a long life of love and hate, and it is quite tricky.

He called for F91.

"Well, it's a stand-in dad? Can I help you? ”

"Give this lizard to Yarulan." He gestured to the fainting red dragon behind him, "And the bigger lizard." ”

F91 happily agreed.

People go.

There is only one person left here. He continued to stay in place in a daze until Seven Nights' Turbid body canceled the clone ability. It's his duty.

And this corpse-strewn area is being trumpeted by those who have survived - there is death there, and only creatures who kneel forward can survive. Believe it or not, the red dragon refuses to kneel, and now even the corpse is gone; Some of the basilisk heads refused to kneel, and now they have become "hydra with three heads".

Over time, the area was given a name: "Kneeling Plains". Time has passed, and even the biological pathways of later generations will silently follow the tradition and move forward on their knees...... Even they don't understand why at all. Anyway, the elders of all the tribes emphasized that you must kneel to be safe.