Driven into the heart with a "stake" by Quest, the vampire dragon struggled for a few moments before gradually becoming motionless.

His large, hornless head hung low, and blood flowed from his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears, and fell into pools of blood on the floor.

It was only at this moment that Quest was able to get a glimpse of the full picture of this undead dragon, and then he couldn't help but secretly complain about the dreadlord's aesthetic.

"It's terrible," the young blue dragon looked at his opponent, "the hideous dragon doesn't need to look like a loach." ”

In fact, he didn't know that when he created the vampire dragon, Stod von Zelwich had a lot of twists and turns-

The most important point is to use alchemy potions to change the appearance of the dragon, after all, he doesn't want to be tough with the dragon gods.

That alchemy potion was mixed with a lot of "dragon snake" extract, so after the dragon drank it, its appearance would change greatly.

In this way, although the vampire dragons still have the abilities of the dragon, they have also lost their original identity as true dragons.

Even if the dragon gods don't like it, after weighing the pros and cons, they will not be enemies or even enemies with the overlord of the Accord Demon Domain.

Of course, none of these calculations and feuds have anything to do with Quest, and the troubles in front of them are more important than those ethereal secrets.

"Grazt!"

After turning into a dragon, Quis's strength increased a hundredfold, and his roar contained majestic psychic abilities.

Originally, this place had been covered by the rules of the Blood Sacrifice Tower, but with his angry shout, those rules collapsed a lot.

"You'd better wash yourself, because I'll find you out in no time, pan-fried, steamed, fried, braised ......"

Cooking a powerful demon lord for food, I have to admit that Quest's way of insulting is very creative.

Still, he underestimated Grazt's cheekiness, or rather the perversion of the notorious Black Prince.

Without waiting for Quest to defeat all the rules, Six Fingers left the hidden chamber and slowly emerged from a pool of blood.

"What, you're hungry for my body?"

Quiss: ......

Just as Quest pondered whether to use psychic abilities or spells to go back in time and give the wrong self a shudder.

Glazter, who put on a completely different posture from before, preemptively spoke: "Violence cannot solve all problems......

“...... You want to cooperate?" Quest interrupted him, "So who will I reimburse for the time I have lost and the manpower I have lost?"

It seems that he has made up his mind, even if he is robbed of white by the young blue dragon, the incarnation of the dark prince does not show any anger.

"I'm willing to pay you for your losses, whether it's manpower, time, or property, but only if I can find allies here. ”

After saying this, he waved his hand, and the plasma all over the engine room was completely emptied, leaving not a single drop.

If it weren't for the vampire dragon still hanging from the wall with its head dying, no one would have guessed what had just happened here.

In addition, with a snap of his fingers, the golden lamp staff that had parasitic the Sword Soul Demon suddenly appeared in his hand.

He stomped his cane on the alloy floor, and a dim glow suddenly emerged, forming an eerie "quiet hut".

Inside, there is a soft bed made of angel feathers.

"You'd better be a person, my cabin can't afford your toss, and I guess we'll have to talk a long time inside. ”

......

The third bell rings after midnight in the Broken Canyon, echoing repeatedly over the boardwalks that have been empty because of the curfew. A small acid rain began to fall, dyeing the dark night sky a little goose yellow, adding a bit of vivid color.

From the palace that originally belonged to the Lord of Balorfire and later turned into the lair of the Worm Tyrant, there was a barren but vast manor on the lonely peak about two or three hundred plank roads, which had now become the home of a large group of half-demonic minotaurs.

At the gate of the manor, two half-demon minotaur guards wrapped in rainproof cloaks were carefully guarded, and they were cautiously staring at the position leading to this lonely peak, not daring to slack off in the slightest. Even if their eyes were red from the sour rain, they didn't dare to blink.

It's just that due to the demon's natural ability, the hearts of the two of them are communicating with each other at this time, deserting unscrupulously.

"Damn miserable night, isn't it?"

One of the guards said, shivering, apparently not very well adapted to the climate of the Acid Mist Canyon.

The other guard shifted his spear to his left shoulder and spat into the abyss beneath his feet.

"Come on," he said, shaking his head, "it wasn't that bad, but it's even more sad to be told by you, and it's really disappointing." ”

"I'm just talking about it!" "The first half-demon minotaur grumbled unhappily, "don't you think you're about to get moldy?" I only hope that His Royal Highness Buffyment Buffett can ......"

"Bang" ......

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open in the manor, the two guys who were whispering in secret straightened up at the same time, and their waists seemed to be straight for a moment.

"You ask for balance, I found you a group of soldiers who are not Tanari demons, why don't you allow me to take the initiative!"

Without the barrier of the enchanted gate, the Beast Sovereign's loud voice was extremely loud, like a sudden explosion of thunder in the sky.

"This is called Yiyi for work, how many times have I said it! You are the final level, you want to take the initiative, unless you think you are inferior to the worm tyrant!"

In terms of momentum and volume, Stim was completely blown away by the Beast Monarch in front of him, but his words were still sonorous and powerful.

Just now, he learned that Buffyment had returned to Acid Mist Canyon without permission, and he personally transferred the troops to this temporary camp.

Then, in order to stabilize the demon lord, Stim also deigned to come and took the initiative to renegotiate with him.

Everything was well discussed at first, and after Stim promised not to default on his priesthood in the "Labyrinth" realm, the two powerful beings shared a drink. But who would have thought that in the end, they had a disagreement on "taking the initiative" and "waiting for work".

Faced with the brute bull who flipped the table at every turn and burst into foul language, the dwarf god couldn't bear it anymore and kicked open the closed door with one kick.

That Buffyment was as if he had mad cow disease, his eyes were red, and he teleported to the gate to block him and continue arguing with theories.

"You said it lightly, but you know what a certain family has paid to break through your Rausch blockade!"

"That's an entire legion of half-demon minotaurs, I didn't bring them here, I didn't let them slowly mold here!"

Seemingly very angry, Buffyment picked up the machete and slammed it into the sky, the blade pressed the air to disperse the clouds and mist gathered in the sky, and forcibly stopped the acid rain from falling.

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