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Let's take our gaze back from outside Kassara to Kassala City, where black smoke is now coming from all over the city, whether it be some wreckage, it may be a burning fire, or it may be the effect of the magic cast by the necromancer.

In general, Kasara City has become a ruin, even the city lord's mansion in the city has been destroyed for the most part, the original city lord's mansion is now densely covered with a large number of vampires, and those gorgeously dressed dried corpses on the ground show the whereabouts of the commander of the swamp clan, in the face of the vampire swamp clan who far outnumber their own high-level leaders can not do any decent resistance, and the seventh-order prophet Roske and two other seventh-order warriors are busy dealing with the undead or necromancers of the same level as them, and they have no time to care about their life and death。

And the supreme commander between the two sides is still fighting in the sky, but what is puzzling is that the two have not released any high-level magic, and what has been released between the two is the lowest-level spell that some mage apprentices will have, and the highest is no more than a third-order spell, and what is even more strange is that Kalmar has not used his most proficient necromancy but has used some earth-based and near-natural magic to fight, but a necromancer does have a somewhat inconsistent feeling with nature-based magic.

Although it is said to be a low-level spell, under the hands of two beings who have already transcended the strength of the Holy Spirit, and even exceed the seventh order, the power of these low-level spells will also be amazing, even if it is the most ordinary earth thorn in the hands of a legendary person like Kalama, what stands out on the ground is not one or two meters long earth thorns but a row of huge earth thorns more than ten meters long, but there is a world of difference between the same kind of magic.

"Rosk, I haven't seen you for so many years, it seems that your strength is still not very good, if it is still the strength you showed......" Karama didn't say much, just laughed.

"I'm at this age, do you still want me to move my muscles and bones a little more, this old bone of mine is different from you now!" After saying that, Rosk looked at Kalama, who was floating in the air and smiling, but the other party didn't say anything, just silently raised the staff in his hand.

"It seems that you won't be satisfied with the real Kalama, and most of the creatures around Kasara City have already died, hundreds of thousands of swamp clans should have died in this war, but Kalama you still don't seem to be enough, as the leader of the swamp clan, it's time for me to do my part for this race." Rosk sighed, and the crutches in his hand and the necklace of teeth hanging around his neck began to glow dimly.

"In the name of the contract, the dragon who has signed a contract with my soul, please come to my side quickly and tear my enemies apart with your power!" The necklace on Roske's neck flickered slightly, and the original three teeth were shattered in an instant, but Roske still did not stop his words, "With my last request, Bartharome Bruce Charlotte...... Aslan!" When the last sentence was spoken, the two remaining teeth on the necklace also turned into powder and went away with the wind.

And Kalama just stepped back a little, and didn't stop the action.

The wind around suddenly became stronger, and a small black hole gradually expanded at a higher place, and finally disappeared into the sky again when it became more than twenty meters long and wide, and at this time a huge dragon had appeared in the place where the black hole was located, the yellow-green scales were neatly arranged on the dragon's body, the wings spread were enough to cover the sky, the powerful limbs could easily tear everything apart, and the streamlined and powerful long tail was shaking slightly.

The huge dragon's mouth grinned to reveal two rows of sharp teeth, some sticky saliva fell from it from time to time, and the smell of acid and decay continued to come out of it, and the huge pupils were full of impatience, and the two misshapen dragon horns were knotted together and bent towards the back.

"Old thing, this is the last opponent, don't disturb my life again!" the dragon's whispered words rang in the ears of the two like thunder,

"Oh! A mutated poisonous dragon is really a rare treasure, as a legendary necromancer, but there is no undead creature of his own, this is my pain for many years, Rosk, it seems that you still want to give me such a big gift before you die?" Kalama laughed. (Above the seventh order is the legendary, my setting is that the seventh order is to see the existence of the rules, and you can use the rules to attack by chance, and the legend is a part of a rule that has mastered a little, and if a seventh-order is lucky enough to constantly trigger the rule attack, it can still survive in the hands of the legend.) This summoned poisonous dragon is the peak of the seventh order) (poisonous dragon, a special dragon mutated from the green dragon, the eggs laid by the green dragon have a certain chance of mutating into a poisonous dragon, the color of the poisonous dragon's scale armor is different from the emerald green of the green dragon, and the poisonous dragon's breath is much stronger than the green dragon's breath in terms of the dragon's breath, and the poisonous dragon's natural strength is stronger than that of the ordinary green dragon, which can be said to be a comprehensive suppression of the green dragon in terms of attributes. However, because of the scarcity of poisonous dragons, it is difficult for them to find mates who belong to the same poisonous dragons, and it is difficult for poisonous dragons to produce offspring when mating with other dragons, so the number of poisonous dragons has always been very scarce. ）

"A necromancer, what a nasty guy!" the poison dragon Basarom spat out a yellow-green breath from his mouth to show disdain.

"Old friend, do you think you and this big lizard can deal with me? I think you know the gap between us, you can't close the gap between me and you with such a reptile alone, right?" Kalama's expression mocked.

"Damn the bones, you need to understand that you're ......," Barsalom heard this, his eyes widening even wider, his sharp gaze scanning Kalama's body, as if searching for the easiest place to swallow.

"That's not enough, what if you add the teacher?" Roth pulled out a spherical crystal from his sleeve, then cut a wound on his hand with his fingernails, and dripped blood on the crystal ball until the whole crystal was dyed red, and finally the crystal burst into a crack from the center, and finally made a breaking sound.