"There's a change...... Is there a change?" Jonah stared at the black sword in the center of the Buddha's belly chamber. Holding his breath nervously, the carved seal of the dead gods seemed to have changed somewhat, but when he looked closely, it seemed to be just an illusion. In the distance, there was a faint sound of explosions and waves clapping, "By the way, the Ghost Protectors are still fighting!" Mr. Liche, everyone ......" The astrologer gritted his teeth and stood up, "There's no time to wait any longer, anyway, it's a battle because of me!"

At this moment, a long sound echoed through the room, and Jonah turned around in surprise to find that the sword of the black dragon was gradually regaining its light. The rust was peeling off, the temperature of the space rose sharply, and there was an uneasy vibration on the ground beneath its feet, the black dragon's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and the red scales on its chest had completely turned black, perfectly fitting into the tightly packed dragon scales. The staff Hila Fina and the belt Edin Monte re-emanated a wave of joy in their souls, urging Jonah to step forward and reach out to touch the newborn artifact.

"Boom!" A loud bang sounded in the 17-year-old boy's mind, and the huge impact from the spiritual world tossed him to the ground, and countless intricate images rushed into his mind like a flood, and a deafening majestic voice spoke: "Thank you, mortal. ”

"Y-Are you the soul of the sword? can you speak directly to me?" Jonah asked, with his whole head buzzing, fighting his headache.

"Not really. "I am Axsetan, a black dragon from the East, who was killed by the evil dragons of the West in an ancient war, and the scales with the fragments of my soul were collected by the Outer Son and nourished with his energy. Later, when the Waiko was wandering away from the Southern Continent, he mated with a powerful alien and wanted to implant the reverse scales in their half-dragon son, and through the soul replacement spell, I was reborn with a new look. But the war began again, and my grandfather died unfortunately, and never returned to the scorching land, and my scales attached to the half-dragon, and after a long time, gradually became weaker. After the half-dragon incarnated into a dragon, the reverse scale was handed over to you, and you nourished my soul fragment with human soul energy until I fused with this artifact. This sword is the legendary sword of the ancient Black Dragon King, created by Razi, the god of war and blacksmiths, and imprisoned the soul of Lemuella, the Black Dragon King, the Lord of the Eastern Dragons, in a statue made of dragon scales and dragon bones. Over the years and endless battles, the soul of the Black Dragon King Lemuella has become incomparably weakened and almost died. Until the artifact is completely destroyed, the souls of me and the Black Dragon King will become one, and from now on the names of Axetan and Lemuella will be forgotten by the world, and we are the sword of the reborn Black Dragon, the sacred seal of the main god Razi. - This is the first and last time I speak to you, mortal. Thank you. Make good use of the power of the Black Dragon's Sword, for it has another name on this continent: Kuligara. ”

The voice disappeared abruptly. Jonah fell to the ground and confused himself combing through the clues, accompanied by the narration of the black dragon Axetan, and the images were firmly imprinted in his mind, "So that's ...... 'waiko' means 'husband'?...... It turns out that this is the legendary Kuligara!" The astrologer finally figured things out, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and exclaim.

Years ago, the black dragon Aksetan died, and her spouse collected her Reverse Scale containing soul fragments, the male black dragon traveled from the Eastern Continent to the Southern Continent, where he met the mother of the sandworms, the "Descendants", in the endless sea of sand, and mated with her, giving birth to the half-dragon monster Ghost Bahamas. Before Axetan's soul could be resurrected in the ghost of Bahamas, the black dragon died in the war, and the son of the dragon, unaware of the dragon's scales, galloped through the endless sea of sand for the glory of the distant sky day after day, until he returned to the sky with the help of two generations of astrologers, and after a brief period of glory, he turned into nothingness. The Black Giant Axetan is a descendant of the Black Dragon King Lemuella, and their soul fluctuations are very harmonious, and the red scales resurrect the artifact, but the female dragon's sanity has also disappeared under the divine power of Kuligara, which is not a good place for the proud dragon who has been confined to the scales for too long.

Two gods carved in joy called to the third companion, and the astrologer stood up and reached over to grasp the hilt of Kuligara's sword. "Bang!" The incomparably sharp black blade left the ground, and the billowing black flames steamed in the room, but Jonah didn't feel a trace of heat, the long sword in his hand was very heavy, and the palm of his hand touched the scales of the black dragon statue, as if each scale squirmed gently as if it was alive, Jonah could feel that this long sword contained a terrifying destructive power, this momentum had nothing to do with evil, it was a pure tyrannical absolute power. The only artifact of the seven Seals of the Gods that does not bear the name of the main god, the longsword of Kuligara is a murderous weapon that combines the power of Razi, the god of war and blacksmiths, and Lemuella, the king of the black dragon, with the ultimate goal of destroying everything.

The 17-year-old didn't think he could handle the sword. His heart was filled with fear, for the first time he felt that the artifact did not work for his mind, and the sword in his hand hummed with hunger and thirst, urging him to slash something, whether it was mountains and rivers, buildings, trees, or human bodies, Jonah's body was filled with the commotion of cutting everything in front of him in two. "Oh my God, this sword, this sword......" he gritted his teeth and waved his sword.

The Buddha statue was cut off. The lake was cut off. There was no sense of weight in his hand to cut off the object, but the Buddha gently broke in half, the deep lake separated up and down in front of his eyes, the black flame that burned the sky and the earth burned in front of him, the water in the fire, the fire under the water, the wonder caused by a sword made Jonah stunned, but at the same time he felt that the vitality was rapidly draining, this light sword consumed half of his physical strength, and the sword of the black dragon was a bottomless black hole of greed.

The flames were extinguished, the lake rolled upside down, and the astrologer increased the energy of the temperature-controlled star array without thinking, and sure enough, the temperature-controlled star array launched by Edinmont with all his strength could also isolate the medium of "water", and he regretted that he hadn't thought of this earlier. As if wrapped in a large transparent bubble, Jonah began to rise slowly in the lake, holding the staff in his left hand and the heavy sword in his right, "Here I am, everyone...... Don't die!" the boy's eyes lit up.

The battle on the lake was in full swing. Each of the three High Deacons of the Brotherhood has a summoned beast floating in the lake at their feet, and their stable foothold allows them to attack calmly, while the Guardians of the Ghost's left hand can only find the remnants of the lake to settle down, putting the battle at a disadvantage from the start.

"Po write and drink wax, rub your tongue and drink wax!" Venerable Gao Wusha did not hesitate for a moment, his left hand dripped golden droplets, and his right hand dripped, and the pitch-black ghoul and the golden marrow eater slowly rose from the lake, and the two irreconcilable evil ghosts glanced at each other, and at the same time let out a threatening scream, one left and one right swooped down on the purple-robed psychic sorcerer. The old monk gasped weakly, his hands clasped together, gold and black entangled and fought on the surface of his skin, and a more mentally power-consuming summoning technique was being prepared.

"Taught, Master. The psychic named Bedo bowed respectfully, touched the staff of his right hand on the water, and began to recite the mysterious summoning incantation. A huge purple circle of light appeared on the surface of the water, and as the surface of the lake undulated, the top of the aperture began to become foggy, and a distant roar rolled in the sky like thunder, and sharp claws, long red tails, and ugly scales loomed in the mist, and an unknown magical beast was slowly crawling out of the gate of the otherworld.

Whether it is a summoner, a psychic magician, a dragon queen of the "underworld marriage" or a "armored body" of the "armored body", the magic used is essentially a space system, is there only one or several so-called "other worlds", and these mysterious summons come from the same other world, or come from countless different worlds? This question has been debated for a long time, but there has never been an authoritative answer, perhaps only the Oriental who hides his body in the other world can provide the answer.

The spiritist's summon was called the "Messenger", and Bedor's Messenger was completely different from the evil spirit of the Venerable High Usha, and emerged in the mist as a large, uneven beast covered in red scales, with a pair of horns, a long tail, and six stout lower limbs, and its eyes were covered with smooth scales, which had no eyes. Beduo slammed his staff, "Bang!" Purple ripples rippled, causing the demon's body to shake slightly, and its mouth with sharp teeth let out a long howl, and its mouth spewed foul-smelling ochre-red smoke, and small flames bubbled from its nostrils.

"Flame Breath from the Flame Hell, please smile. In addition, there are seventeen anemones from the Ice Hell, so let's say hello. The purple-robed psychic magician gestured elegantly, and the entire lake immediately boiled, and countless thick blue tentacles surfaced, several of which held up the warriors and summons of the Brotherhood, and the rest of the slime-stained tentacles danced in the air, looking strange and inexplicable.

The golden shadow flashed, and the myeloid eater appeared on the neck of the Flame Breath Dog, stretched out its long mouthparts and stabbed it, "Qiang!" sparks rose, causing the demon's hard scales to bounce the attack away, the blind dog's neck turned to an incredible angle, turned around and opened its blood basin and bit down fiercely, the Myeloid Eater turned into a golden shadow and disappeared without a trace, "Click!" The teeth bit in the air, poisonous red smoke overflowed from between the teeth, and the Flame Dog roared angrily and shook its head around. At this moment, the tiny ghoul burrowed into its belly, its claws drawing long lines of sparks on its scales, "Worthy of Master Gaowusha." "Well, then, it's time to get serious, right?"

A golden and black vortex swirled in front of Venerable Gao Wusha, and the old monk had exhausted his last strength, and sat down weakly on the road, looking at the enemy on the opposite side with cloudy eyes: "Oh, good. Weakly responding, he raised his right arm into the air, "Take it, take as much as you want." ”

The air was silent and there was no fluctuation, but the right arm of the Venerable Gao Wusha suddenly broke off at elbow, and no one could see what had snatched his arm. "Is that enough? The old monk sighed and looked down at the wound on his arm, "If you eat a little more, you won't be able to afford to worship it." ...... Come on, Sacrifice Eater!"