Angelo still didn't look at him, he waved to himself, and with this wave of his hand, the cluster of flames made of fire emblems disappeared in half.

"Dragon's Magic, Breath of Mitheus."

Angelo muttered, then slowly opened his eyes, two pillars of red light silently piercing the air with his gaze, it slashed from his left shoulder to his right leg, slicing Oreo in half smoothly, the blood boiling at the break and spilling into the air, the flesh was ignited by the residual heat of the beam, and it was burning.

Angelo retracted her gaze, she had a good grip on the magic, and the Oreo on the side of the wall was cut in two, but the wall behind him was intact.

"Boom"!

Oreo's head fell to the ground, and the thing bounced twice on the ground, but was soon picked up by a dry bone.

The burning head opened and closed.

"Angelo, don't waste your efforts, I said I was immortal."

Angelo's movements stopped for a moment, and he looked up at Oreo with a hard look in his eyes.

"But you're going to die."

"Huh."

Oreo sneered and put his head back on his shoulder, then put the scattered half of his body back, and the flesh grew again, this time his face was even worse, and he didn't even have his hair back, like a terminally ill person.

He stretched out his right hand, and the transparent magic circle slowly rotated in his palm, he didn't expect that he would fall to this point before he came, but he still poured himself a pot of dragon blood just in case, but he didn't expect to use it now.

As the transparent circle unfolded in the palm of his hand, Oreo's face quickly turned from pale to ruddy, his black hair grew like a weed, his hair quickly returned to thickness, and under the effect of Abelly's backtracking, even the clothes that had long disappeared appeared from the air.

"Look, I'm immortal."

Oreo patted the dust off the hem of his robe, which had been glued on when he was lowering the plank, and it seemed that his only remaining obsession could only go back to that point in time.

Angelo lowered her head and muttered to herself.

"I don't have much research on Abelly's backtracking, but I can deduce a thing or two from the history of the dragons over thousands of years. I guess this magic can only be used once on the same person, and when this magic is used, the person's life will be equal to the duration of the magic. ”

Oreo stared at Angelo with a gloomy gaze.

"What are you talking about?"

Angelo looked up.

"I mean, if you go back in time with this magic, your life will be cut off by the magic, and you won't go on...... You'll only have an hour left to live. ”

"You're telling me so much to beg me to spare your life?"

Oreo walked forward step by step, the rich fire element gathered in his eyes, the shapes of those fire emblems were already imprinted in his mind, and it was not difficult to condense those fire emblems and cast them in order.

"Dragon's Magic: Breath of Mitheus."

Oreo muttered as Angelo unleashed the last of the flames, the twenty flame emblems lined up, and Oreo took in the beating golden crests.

"Dragon Magic: Divine Punishment."

Angelo gently pushed those Fire Emblems out, this dragon magic required twenty Fire Emblems to activate, and it was the most powerful dragon magic recorded on the Black Blood Record.

For the weak body of the dragon, it is almost impossible to defeat the physically powerful kind of the dragon in adulthood, so few dragon can grow to the prime of life.

For this reason, they have developed this magic specifically to fight their own kind, this magic is different from the principle of teleportation magic, but the effect is similar, it can transfer a large number of elements to a medium over a long distance, and if the energy is transmitted enough, it can detonate enemies from the inside out.

For a frail body like a human, it only takes a small amount of fire elemental to turn him to ashes.

Oreo's eyes lit up, two rounds of magic circles slowly swirled in his eyes, and small pillars of fiery light were about to shoot out, but his body lit up like the sun, his skin cracked inch by inch, and the cracks burst out with dazzling white light, which dismembered him in the blink of an eye.

Angelo's face grew paler from the exploding fireworks, and he took two steps back, holding on to the railing of the terrace.

The south side of the tower was already enveloped in flames, and from time to time there was a commotion from under the tower, and the golden army on duty was killed almost without much resistance, and many people gathered in the square under the tower, as if to meet the king's courtiers, but Angelo knew that he was not their king.

"Angelo."

Oreo stood up tremblingly, feeling like he was about to dissipate, and he leaned against one wall and walked towards Angelo, the rotten pieces of wood on the wall sliding one after another, falling into gray dust at the side of the wall.

He stopped not far from Angelo, his fierce eyes long gone, he gasped.

"You're right, I'm going to die."

Angelo smiled, as if he could only laugh from memory.

"How could you die, you're an undead."

Now the man who talks to himself is Oreo, who stares at the sea of fire below.

"The dragon clan sent two dragon eyes to the human realm, through the killing of humans, these two dragon eyes are constantly devouring energy, Atifa is the second dragon eye, and now she has also been taken away by the dragon clan. Humanity is about to face a catastrophe, and I need a smart man to lead humanity to victory over the dragons, but before he can do so. ”

He paused, "As much as I hate you, there's no denying that you're the smartest of all the people I know. Angelo Plavor, I think you'd be a good fit for this role. ”

The smile on Angelo's lips froze for a moment, then laughed again.

"So this is your test of me?"

"Of course, if you weren't strong enough, you should have died."

Oreo raised his right hand, and the Black Gospels flew one after the other, piling up on the railing one by one, and Oreo pushed the stack of Black Gospels.

"Angelo, these things are for you, they are blades made of human blood, destined to pierce Kutaka's heart."

"I can't help it."

Angelo shook his head, he pulled open the robe in front of him, starting from the heart, the black veins spread like spider webs to his body, his body had been eroded by dragon blood, this was the price to resist the East Ikra people.

Oreo stared at the black veins for a moment, then laughed.

"You know you're going to die, so you've been tempting me, too?"

"Oh, yes."

The two of them both laughed heartily, as if they had heard something very interesting.

After laughing for a while, the smile on Oreo's lips stopped abruptly, and he handed the cane out.

"Angelo, you think it's just a staff, do you?"

Angelo gave an intrigued expression.

"I know it's still a pickle."

"That's right."

Oreo raised his cane, pulled the trigger on the handle, and fired the gun with a crisp shot.

"Bang"!

Oreo lowered his cane and flipped a switch in another place, and the black membrane covering the cane was held up by metal to form a large black umbrella.

He held the umbrella above Angelo's head.

"Actually, this is still an umbrella, and I've been waiting for the day when I will use it to give you a funeral, but unfortunately I can't wait."

Angelo looked up at the umbrella, then withdrew her gaze.

"You'll wait until that day."

"I can't wait."

Oreo shook his head one after another, "Even if you die now, you won't even be able to wait for the funeral overnight." I could feel my obsession about to dissipate. ”

Angelo shook her head.

"Oreo, you can't die, what you have to do is not something that others have to do, I have been instructed by your father, I will not accept your commission again, because I am tired."

“......”

Oreo was stunned, "What did my father ask you?" ”

Angelo turned around and stared at the distant starry sky with a wistful gaze.

"For the sake of the Empire, your father injected a large amount of dragon blood, and at that time our research on dragon blood was not perfect, and he was afraid that he would become a dragon, so he chose to leave Yesel before he became terminally ill.

As you can see, the situation in Jessel is not precarious, and the ministers will not let the young prince stay on the throne, and I may be able to protect you for a while, but I cannot stop the East Ikra in such chaos.

Therefore Augustus ask me to take care of Jessel for you, and I have been in the care of you for seven years. ”

Staring at those eyes, Oreo felt that his head was about to explode, no wonder he always felt that something was wrong, but when this real ending was in front of him, he only felt that his soul was going to be pulled out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

It turns out that this is just his self-righteous revenge, all the efforts he has made over the years have been meaningless, he has been living in his father's and Angelo's plan!

Oreo stared at Angelo with a vacant gaze, muttering to himself at the corners of his mouth.

"Father...... Why don't you tell me. ”

"You are too similar to my personality,"

Angelo reached out and touched Oreo's head, where there were only a few strands of thinning hair.

"I guess if you learn the truth, you won't choose to take back the throne, but will wander the world with Artifa. Because people like you and me will only fail themselves, but they will not fail others, so don't put the burden on my shoulders anymore, I want to take a good rest for a while and spend time with my daughter. ”

Oreo looked up in confusion.

"Your daughter?"

"Well, I'm ashamed."

Angelo showed a self-reproachful expression, "I had a fiancée when I was a priest, and I didn't think well of him when Augustus rebelled, so I found an excuse to send her to Turin, but what I thought about was that the girl I drove away was actually pregnant. ”

Oreo felt as if he had heard the story somewhere, and he said in a trembling voice.

"What's that woman's name?"

Angelo's face overlapped with one of the blondes at some point, and he smiled.

"Her name is Peggy. I used to tell her in small talk that if we had a boy, we would call Angelo, and if we were a girl, we would call Angelil, but I didn't expect her to remember it all the time, and my daughter was as beautiful as I was. ”

Oreo had been wondering how Peggy's fat and ugly woman could give birth to a daughter like Angelil, and her father would have to have the appearance of a god. And now that speculation has come true.

In other words, Angelil is actually her own cousin!

"Damn, damn it!"

Oreo cursed at the damn fate, but before he could say a second he coughed, blood dripping from his saliva stream.

He fell to his knees, grabbed the corner of Angelo's coat with his hand, and said vaguely.

"Ahem...... Angelo...... I'm going to die...... I have to ask you about this...... Before you find the right person...... Ahem...... You must not die. ”

"I said you weren't going to die."

Angelo slowly squatted down and put her hand on top of his head, "Didn't you forget a very important thing, that thing is your real obsession, you have to think about it." ”

"But I can't remember!"

Oreo let out a silent roar with his head in his hands, his hair and scalp peeling off as his fingers rubbed together, revealing the soul fire inside his skull, a black flame barely visible to the naked eye.

But Angelo could see it.

It is rumored that those who die in the Dragon Domain will forget what they have seen and heard in the Dragon Domain, and the Dragons will ensure that their dragon magic will not be mastered by humans. But the strange thing is that the dragons don't go to Soul Burning Island after they die, so why do they know that the dead still have memories?

Angelo had been to Soul Island, where he had visited Augustus.

Augustus had studied the ancient books left on Burning Soul Island for many years, and he speculated that the method of finding memories was originally recorded at the entrance to every city on Burning Soul Island, and was used to make the undead like him die out as soon as possible, but the dragons destroyed it in order to get more undead.

There are hundreds of cities on the island of the scorched, and Augustus did not believe that the dragons could wipe out all the evidence, so he wandered the island for many years before finally finding a way to cast this magic in a library in an abandoned city.

Angelo stared at her right hand, her eyes reddening.

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