"As far as I know, before the start of the War of Elders, the great Dragon Ancestor and the Black Dragon Clan did not live in this dark underground world, and the most beautiful Dragon Valley in the legend was actually shared by the Black Dragon and the Golden Dragon. ”

Sandru finally pulled his hands out of his cuffs, his palms empty and nothing, but Morriel didn't feel the pressure on him lessen in the slightest.

"So what?"

She said coldly, the look of vigilance in her eyes becoming more and more obvious.

"Back to your homeland. Sandru uttered these four words calmly.

"Hahahaha!" Morriel burst into a rude burst of laughter. "I thought you were going to tell me something, it has always been our long-cherished wish to return to our homeland, but can't we do it ourselves with Nigon's current strength, so why do we need you to mix?"

"If your reliance is on this newborn Dark Dragon, then I can only regret to tell you that it is indeed impossible. Sandru was still calm.

"Huh?"

Moriel's voice suddenly became rough and dark, and then her body swelled to an indescribable extent as the fiery robe shattered, and the obsidian-like scales began to spread from her spine to her entire body at the speed of a matrix, and when her gaze fell back on Sandru again, it was like looking down on a humble ant.

"Are you despising the power of the dragons?" Sandru looked like a black dot the size of a watermelon in front of Moriel, who had transformed into a dragon, but the huge difference in size and momentum only caused the darkness to shake slightly, and then it returned to normal.

"In fact, the respect for the Dragon Ancestor and you is the reason why I am here, but one thing I would like to remind you that while the dungeon has gained new power, are you really sure that this is the only gift of the will of the world to Nigon?"

A crystal ball as black as ink appeared in Sandru's hand, and when the surrounding mist fell into it like a whirlpool, more than a dozen vivid images began to line up neatly above the crystal ball.

"What is this?" The sight in front of her was incredible, especially the last devastating battle scene that filled her red pupils with shock.

"As you can see, I don't know why the will of the world has changed, and a higher creature has appeared in Antaglisi, which can only give birth to seventh-level creatures, but it is certain that Nigon is not the only country that has benefited. Sandru paused to give Morriel time to digest his words, then continued.

"Nigon has the Dark Dragon, the Barbarians have the Ghost Behemoth, and even the weakest Tataglia has the Hell Hydra, so what your old enemies the Bracada will have is already self-evident, and not only these supreme creatures, ordinary creatures are also undergoing unknown mutations in all corners of the world, the old balance has been broken, and the new balance is so fragile, where will this world go, and where will Nigon under your leadership go, have you really thought about it?"

Sandru's words sent Morriel into a long silence, her eyes alternating between fire and the light of wisdom, as if she was making some kind of difficult trade-off.

Even for her, it was not easy to make a deal with necromancers, and she was even more willing to deal with the devils of Orphe, and it was not even considered whether the images were faked by Sandru to trick her.

At their point, there is no point in lying unless the other side wants to provoke a war.

"What are those crystal dragons?" she didn't ask how they got their hands on these precious battle images, everyone had their own secrets, all she needed to know was whether these terrifying creatures would be friends or foes.

"My enemies may also become your enemies in the future, or, we can make them our common enemies. ”

As he said this, there was finally a hint of life in Sandru's hollow eyes, and he looked at the dark dome as if he were looking at the blue sea, as if there was something very interesting there.

"You're saying that you're going to have us join forces with you to deal with those horrible creatures that can tear apart the Hell's Hydra? Are you stupid, or do you think we're stupid? Nigon isn't any better than the shitty of Tartaglia, but I'm not stupid enough to use rare dragon blood as a pawn for you. ”

Morrill scoffed mercilessly.

"That's actually why I came to Nigon to ask for your help, if the creature level of the dark dragon is level eight, those crystal dragons are level nine or even higher, but if there is anything else in this world that can fight them, then there is only the black dragon of the dungeon.

I'm sure you've seen that the number of armies is meaningless under the power of such devastating magic, and only the black dragon's ability to resist all magic can compete with it, but even the most powerful dark dragon will not be their opponent with physical strength alone, so I hope to be able to help you a little. ”

"What do you want. Morriel asked the final question, great power would naturally be desired by all the leaders, but it was the price to pay that made them make the final decision.

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

"A little bit of your and the Dragon Ancestor's essence blood, and a complete black dragon corpse. Sandru spoke out about his needs.

"Whew!"

With this roar of rage that shook the dome, a cloud of dragon breath as hot as magma suddenly swept through where Sandru was standing, and instantly turned the VIP seat within a radius of 100 meters into a cloud of flying ashes.

Morriel stared at her red eyes, white smoke mixed with dancing flames spilling out of the corners of her mouth and nostrils, and those angry eyes fell to her feet, threatening to melt through even the exposed granite layers there.

"Lich Dragon, level ten. ”

However, when the smoke and dust cleared, the darkness actually gathered together again in the same place, Sandru did not explain much, he came out of the darkness, there were many burnt marks on his tattered robe, but the body exposed like dead wood inside was not much damaged, only some scorched black marks.

Morrill did not attack again.

After her transformation, the guards who had been guarding the arena and the participating sorcerers and underground lords were all alarmed and were quickly surrounding this side, including the dark dragon who had just defeated Harret.

Morriel, however, waved to stop them.

"I need to discuss this matter with Long Zu. "She regained her bewitching and glamorous body. "Until we make a decision, please also make sure that you stay in Nigon. ”

Morriel told him in a voice that only Sandru could hear, and it was the first time she had used an honorific since the conversation began, but even though she said 'please', the threat in her words was undisguised, which meant that if Sandru left without permission, he would be the target of the dungeon's hunt with such a huge secret - no matter what the cost.

"As you wish, I will stay with Mr. Allama until you make an informed decision. Sandru smiled and stretched out his palm, but the Dragonblood Queen didn't mean to reach out to shake him.

She just turned and took a step, and an earthy green spatial crack appeared in front of her and quickly closed and disappeared as soon as she stepped into it, as if nothing existed there.

"Oh, my friend, what have you done to make Her Majesty so angry!" said Moriel, as soon as he walked on his front foot, Allama's exaggerated cry rang out from the bottom of the steps, and he was seen rushing before Sandru on the back of the ugly blood monster.

"Nothing, just that Her Majesty told me a story, and in return I told her a story. Sandru put his cloak over his face again, and the black air squirmed, as if he had fallen into that cold vacuum again.

"That's it, tell a story and ruin half of the VIP seats, my God, you can't be perfunctory to me, you must know that honesty is the first prerequisite for friendship between friends!" exclaimed Allama dissatisfied, apparently not believing a word of what Sandru had to say.

"Is that really it, perhaps, that story is a little more shocking?" Although he couldn't see that face, Arama felt absolute sincerity in his words, and it was a strange feeling.

"Okay. He said helplessly.

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