"The tyrannical king! You ......"

Bang!

Tashik's remaining head was blasted to ashes by An Ling's punch, and the main body of his soul was completely sucked into An Ling's mouth.

"That's good!"

An Ling felt that a lot of power had recovered in his body, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with satisfaction.

According to the normal process, An Ling would chat with Tashik for a while at this time, more or less inkblotted at once.

But it's a pity that Zashik is a demon, An Ling only has an interest in eating demons, and his reason for finding Zashik is very pure, that is, he simply wants to find the Holy Grail of the Stars, and then simply eats it.

Therefore, An Ling did not hesitate, and attacked three times, directly annihilating Tashik.

In the abyss, any wise great demon would not dare to approach An Ling's position within a thousand miles, but unfortunately now it is sealed inside, and after the seal is released, it can only be slaughtered by An Ling.

No matter what kind of past it is, maybe it was wantonly slaughtered and devoured in the dwarven kingdom four hundred years ago, or what a terrible legend it left in the world. Maybe it was good to come to the world because of some kind of strange thing.

Even if it's the terrifying name of the destroyer of the dwarven realm.

Annihilation at this moment is annihilation. _o_m

It has become an insignificant episode in the journey of Anling people.

Of course, I have to admit that it is a very surprising nourishment, and after An Ling completely devoured him, he actually returned to two percent of his heyday.

At that time, Tashik may have really absorbed countless wisdom souls, otherwise he would not be so fat today four hundred years later.

"I'm done, you go. I rescued all my companions casually, and none of them were pulled. ”

An Ling muttered to himself.

I saw an extremely bright white light flying out of An Ling's body, and the Angel of Salvation opened his wings and flew towards the city that was only fragmented and littered.

At this moment, without the support of the Great Demon Power, the floating and broken city began to fall again, and all the buildings that were originally intact were destroyed at this moment.

However, most of the necromancers in the ruins city are in the form of soul bodies, and they have not been greatly affected in the turmoil just now, and if they are saved by the redemption angels, they can also save many souls and return to the Astral Styx.

At this moment, An Ling glanced at the clouds in the sky, and his figure suddenly came to a corner of the sky in the clouds.

The old dwarf in the clouds was shocked, and his thick left arm burst out with an incomparably powerful lava magic light, and slammed towards An Ling.

"Hello!"

An Ling took the hammer lightly, and then smiled at the old dwarven man:

"If I were you, I would never choose such a lack of kindness in communication."

The old dwarf stared at An Ling angrily for a long time, then slowly calmed down, put down the hammer, and shouted angrily:

"Demons! What do you want to do? ”

An Ling raised his eyebrows and said:

"What are you doing here watching me eat? Do you dwarves still have a tradition of watching others eat? ”

The old dwarf snorted, his stubborn eyes looking to the side.

"Even if you were to kill me, I would surely destroy my own soul before I died."

He said quite stiffly.

This should be the Sage of the Dwarfs, although the Dwarven Clan has declined, but it will not be completely indifferent to the place where Zashik was originally sealed.

In fact, the dwarf came quickly, and from the moment Zashik broke through the mountain, he was on the side of the clouds.

An Ling reached out and played with his beard a few times, and said with a smile:

"What are you doing with such words, I won't kill you."

"Humph!"

A look of humiliation and anger flashed across the dwarven elder's face, but he didn't make any other moves.

An Ling could feel that he was very concentrated now, and as long as he made trouble, he would commit suicide as soon as possible.

"I asked you a few more questions, and if you answered me, I let you go. What do you think. ”

An Ling said with a smile, and then added.

"By my soul."

Always swear by your soul that you should tell the truth.

It's time for that, but An Ling feels that this operation is always useful when communicating with others.

Hearing An Ling's words, the old dwarf suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief, turned his head and said loudly:

"What do you want to ask?"

"How many cities do you dwarves have left? How many Sages? ”

"Three dungeons! There are lava rivers to keep the outside world out! There are two Sages left. Error-free updates @"

The old dwarf replied sincerely.

There are only three cities left in one race, and two sages, what a shudder.

An Ling nodded, and asked again:

"Your religious headquarters should still be in place? Is it completely preserved? ”

"Of course our lava sanctuary is still there!"

The old dwarf said loudly.

An Ling hooked the corners of his mouth happily and said:

"Yes, what about the seal of the undead? It should be kept completely, right? ”

"Undead?"

Hearing An Ling mention this, a trace of surprise flashed in the dwarf old man's eyes.

"Why do you ask this?"

A red light flashed in An Ling's eyes, and he suddenly reached out and crushed the dwarf old man's shoulder.

The body of a dwarven powerful warrior saint was crushed by him like tofu.

But the old dwarf only snorted with a sudden burst of eyes, but did not cry out in pain.

"Now I'm asking you the question, you know?"

An Ling reminded him with a friendly smile.

The old dwarf gritted his teeth in pain and nodded, saying:

"The seal of the undead is not in our religious shrine, it is sealed in the great desert in the northwest. It has long been lost in our race. ”

"The Great Northwest Desert?"

An Ling was surprised and asked:

"All the undead monsters are sealed in the religious headquarters of various races, why are you so special."

"Who said that's why the clan seals the monsters in the ...... of the religious headquarters?"

The old dwarf shouted indignantly, and then closed his eyes helplessly and said:

"The terrain there is perfect for my god to seal the undead monster Golia, that's all."

"Okay."

An Ling twisted his nose and said:

"One last question, what happened to the loss of the Children of Destiny in your clan?"

Hearing An Ling's words, the dwarf old man's eyes suddenly flashed with anger, and then he looked at An Ling in great surprise and said:

"Doesn't this matter have anything to do with you?"

"Of course it has nothing to do with me."

An Ling shrugged.

"Don't see that I'm a demon and throw all the bad things at me. I can't do it to rob you of the children of fate, and all three of your cities and tribes will be destroyed. For my pleasure. ”

"You ......"

The old dwarf was furious, but finally gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and replied:

"A troop of cunning humans who have suddenly visited our city have stolen our Children of Destiny by the most egregious means, and our whole race is running for ......."