"It seems that you are not like them, who are you? And how long have I been asleep? What about Johansen? Is he alive?! ”

It seems that Zangaral was unaware of everything, awakened from his slumber, and primitive desires took over his heart, thirsting for killing and blood, and it was only when he heard Sbraith's words that Zangallal seemed to calm down.

"I don't know how long you've been asleep, but now King Stewart is His Highness John, and he ordered me to get you out this time."

Sblaise took a step back, although he was domineering, but at this moment he also knew that he was talking to a great king here as a representative of a country, and he must no longer be willful and arrogant. Sbreth saluted respectfully, showing the most sincere attitude in his life,

"Tired of you, my king has asked me to salute you in his place, for all that you have done for the Sorcering Alliance! Venerable Zakalayak League Leader! ”

Zangalal's eyes narrowed, and the two appendages moved slowly to the side, as if in thought, as if he didn't quite believe Sbreth's words. After all, he couldn't remember the memories of his sleep at all.

"Zakalayk? Who's that? I am the king of the Zerg! Zangaral, on par with the gods! Don't try to mislead me, boy. ”

As he spoke, Zengallal's massive chelicerae struck at a rapid pace, grabbing the thorn platform at Sbreth's feet, and the thorn vines rattled painfully in his claws.

"Hmph, there's nothing to say, let's die!"

The huge chelicerae were clenched hard, and the thorn vines were all broken in an instant, turning into broken branches and falling away. The table of thorns under Sbreth's feet was completely dismantled, and the spell ball in his hand had already been formed, and even if his feet were in the air, he still couldn't float.

"It seems that you have forgotten the past. I'm willing to be a spurned worm. ”

Sbrath is not a tolerant person, he has already done it when it is time to correct his attitude, and at the moment the other party does not give face, so he is too lazy to pretend. The mana in his hand accelerated and condensed, and with a lightning spell, the entire mana ball flickered around his body. It's like a thundercloud.

"Primordial Power!"

Sblaise threw the thundercloud towards Zengallal, but before the thundercloud could touch Zengallal, he grabbed it with his giant claw!

"Insect carving skills."

Zangaral clenched hard, and the 'Primordial Power' exploded in his hands! A burst of intense and dazzling white light **** came out from the thundercloud with condensed mana in his hand. In an instant, the Holy Light is a masterpiece! Everything around them turned white.

"Insect carving skills"

Sbrath had already used thorns as a barrier to protect his eyes. Taking advantage of the moment when Zangaral lost his sight, Sbrath quickly approached and came to him,

"Since you can't see yourself clearly, I'll help you!"

Sbrath placed his palm against the Life Jewel on Zengallal's chest. Thorny vines came out of the palms, from the fingertips, and through the cracks in the gem.

"What are you doing?!"

Zangaral felt that someone had invaded his body, and howled angrily, but the sight of the zerg was afraid of the bright light, even the king could not avoid it, and at this moment, Zangaral still couldn't open his eyes, and could only swing his body wildly. The huge tail swept wildly, and the stone walls around it were all cracked with blows! Sbraith, in order to better fix his body. Countless thorns from the robes burrowed out and shot into the soft spots of Zangalal's abdomen, and from a distance, Sblaise looked like a vampire bat, clinging to the huge body of the worm.

The eye-catching white light was finally extinguished, and the angry Zangaral grabbed Sblaise who was attached to him without hesitation. Ripping him off with the thorns that had pierced his body, the giant claw struck back and forth in the air, throwing Sblaise out with all the force he could, slamming into the stone wall. Sbreth coughed violently, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. He wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and looked at the almost crazy Zangaral with a full face,

"My thorns have bloodthirsty powers, and now that they have entered your body, no matter how great a royal family you are, it is useless, you just wait to be sucked into worms by them!"

Although Sbreth was talking nonsense, his eyes were determined and he seemed confident that Zangaral would be deceived by his lies.

"Hmph, even if you know my weakness of photophobia, it doesn't mean that you can beat me, let alone leave alive!"

Zengaral stopped his attack, claws hanging at his side. He fell silent all of a sudden, much to Sbreth's surprise. The giant claw slowly changed, as if it was slowly getting smaller, and soon the carapace on the giant claw peeled off, and the limbs inside were like blood-red muscles, and at the same time, the amazing regenerative power of the Zerg was turned on, and the flesh-colored skin outside the exposed muscles gradually grew, and it didn't take long for two human arms to appear on both sides of Zangalal's body, replacing the pair of giant claws of the Zerg. The muscles of those arms were strong, the muscles were bulging, and the fingers were still clenching and relaxing repeatedly, as if they were adjusting to the new limbs. Zangaral's appearance at the moment looks more like a half-worm, that is, the upper body is like a human, and the lower body is a zerg. I saw Zangelal cross his fingers with his hands and put them in front of his forehead in a prayer shape, his eyes were slightly open, and the whole person was quiet. Sbreth had a strong premonition that danger was coming, and he quietly unleashed his defensive magic, but Zangaral in front of him still did nothing. Just when Sblaise was about to lose his patience in waiting, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head, his body seemed to be stabbed by ten thousand swords, and every skin sent a signal of pain, and blood slowly flowed out from under the wide robe, as if he was seriously injured. Sblaise held back the pain and rolled up his sleeves, revealing that his otherwise intact arm was covered in scars! One by one, it was as if they had been cut by a sword, and some of the wounds could already be seen underneath! Sbreth frowned, unable to believe what was in front of him, and he took off his robes and his shirt as well, revealing his sturdy upper body, and likewise, his body was covered in scars, all of which were bleeding from the berth.

"How is that possible?! I have the Thorn Jewel Protector, how did you hurt me?! ”

Sbrath **** leaned on and asked loudly.

"Me? Did you see me shoot at you? ”

Zangaral was still half-closed, half-human, half-worm praying, looking indescribably disobedient. (To be continued.) )