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The Great Knowledge of the Dome Multiverse - There is no 5th order of resurrection of the dead in this universe (because it is not a game), only 7th order resurrection or prayer can resurrect people, and the price is amazing! Only the king of a big country can take this money. At the same time, there is a failure rate for resurrection.

Half of the sun has sunk into the distant mountains, and the final fight is at its peak!

Two silver "ant teams" rushed to the forefront, fighting together for their lives, countless broadswords and axes drawing fierce silver arcs intertwined with each other. It's as if the hideous jaws are frantically biting each other. The roar and the sound of attacking like the tide crashing on the shore, wave after wave erupted,

The bows and javelins in the back focused their enemies with lightning precision, piercing through their scales and flesh. As the personal guards of the two kings, they must not take half a step back, and the hope and dignity of the country are pinned on them. This sense of glory mixed with the anger of the pain forced them to burst out with a strong life force, and neither deep wounds nor piercing arrows could stop them. They rushed to the nearest enemy with their blood dripping in blood, pouring the last of their strength and hope into their swords and axes, like desperate beasts tearing through the armor and bodies of their enemies, spraying pain and flesh on this land of spring.

Filled with food and drink, Sugata and Spencer walked out of the gorgeous door of another dimension and returned to the main material world. After the two of them took a nap in the simple big bed, their noses and ears seemed to become more acute, and as soon as they came out, they smelled a strong smell of blood, and heard the sound of vultures chirping in the sky.

When Sugata looked up, he saw several large vultures hovering over the battlefield, salivating at the abundance of flesh. Sugata shook his head unconsciously, and said, "Now they have eaten some of them." It's ridiculous, two small countries for a crystal mine, killing both in one day. It seems that at least three or four percent of the people have died. Alas~~ It's really moldy. ”

Spencer looked at the miserable blood-colored plains and said, "If they are not unlucky, how can we get rich?" The more they lose, the more stable Mr. Walter's rule over the crystal mines, the more money the teacher gets, and we will make a little fortune with it." You see, Mr. Walter is here. ”

The oversized figure of the red dragon appeared in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if the end was flying from mid-air.

On the front where the two people's guards were fighting, a high wall of purple-red flames suddenly appeared, extending nearly 300 feet (about 100 meters) along the battle line!

More than thirty brave and strong warriors turned into horrible shrunken coke in an instant, and fell to the ground with a thud, splashing choking black smoke and sparks. More people screamed and rolled to the ground and struggled for their lives, their bodies covered in black and yellow fire marks, and the disgusting smell of barbecued meat everywhere.

Then there was a dull thunderous dragon voice in the air, and the ground was erected with a high wall of flames, like the walls of purgatory rising from the ground with raging flames!

The silver front crumbled in an instant, and the stalemate turned into a frightened retreat, and they dispersed with a clamour, throwing away even the larger weapons, for fear that they would run half a step slower. They are willing to show bravery in front of humans, but they are not stupid enough to be heroes in front of a red dragon!

It's a pity that cleverness can't save them. Several long walls of purple-red fierce fire rose one after another, blocking their retreat and circuitous path. Cut the chaotic battlefield into several sections! Looking around, there is a wall of fire on the left, a wall of fire on the right, a wall of fire in front, and a wall of fire in the back. The soldiers roared in despair from the flames and rushed towards the towering and wide wall of fire, in a vain attempt to "break through the wall and escape".

But it was easy to break the wall and it was difficult to escape, and the brave men who rushed through the wall of fire were all burned by the strong flames, and their blood was boiling. Without exception, after struggling to run two steps, they fell to the ground, their limbs struggling in pain, and let out a terrible wail.

Walter skillfully recited the dragon grammar that no one could understand, causing the walls of Yuanyuan Fire to rise one after another on the vast battlefield. Walls of fire formed a death cage everywhere, and the silver ants in the cage scurried around in horror and anxiety, completely losing their sense of direction. The fierce flames have scorched countless strong "ants", and the faint smell of meat has drifted in the endless sky.

He was still wielding the power of the flames when Marina's voice came from behind him: "Honey, stop playing! The summoned kobold lizardmen had already arrived near their barracks. These mindless little guys don't listen to orders very well, and maybe they're already going to war by now. We must crush the main forces of the two kings before they can react, causing even more chaos. so that they could not organize themselves to return to their barracks. In this way, they will be able to cross the two kingdoms in one fell swoop! and make them dare not try to make any more attempts at this crystal mine. ”

Walter let out a majestic snort, and the sound shook the plain. Then he skillfully chanted the incantation, and threw five or six acid mist techniques in a row that expanded the range. Clusters of white "clouds" suddenly appeared on the ground, and the people covered in them seemed to have fallen into the boiling water, and their skin suddenly broke open, and their flesh and blood boiled like liquid! Even the air they breathed seemed to have been inhaled into boiling water, and their lungs were in severe pain, and their mouths and noses involuntarily spewed out a large amount of blood mist! But they couldn't even scream when they burned their trachea and throat, so they had to stumble out of the range of the acid mist technique, making a creepy and strange humming sound. And the terrifying appearance of the body being torn open and the flesh exposed, completely frightened the other comrades-in-arms. These "lucky" comrades-in-arms were as frightened as rats crossing the street, scurrying around lifelessly, throwing all military orders, honors, and dignity into the sky - heroes don't want to die like this.

The vast battlefield was suddenly stirred into a pot of porridge by seven or eight walls of fire and five or six regiments of cloud burning techniques, and the men and horses on both sides let out a scream similar to the tide, and ran in all directions to escape.

A soldier who ran faster than a rabbit rushed back to the camp of the Escobar kingdom in amazement, shouting to the king: "Your Majesty! That red dragon Walter has suddenly flown in! He has burned the battlefield with magic!

The old king stood up in shock: "What is he doing here?" Walter had also harassed several cities on the border of the Kingdom of Escobar. But the warriors of the kingdom fended him off with the help of enchanted ramparts and a dozen powerful ballistas on the walls. But now it is a field battle, there are no thick walls blessed with spells, and there are no powerful ballistas with a long range, and those ordinary bows and crossbows should not have caused substantial damage to the red dragon high above. I could only watch him use the Increasing Distance spell to slaughter the soldiers wantonly.

He continued to exclaim, "What's the matter? Don't we pay him three thousand gold coins every year, more than my income! What is he not satisfied with? Is he being bought by the kingdom of Mansicott?"

The terrified soldier ran over: "No, he is also slaughtering the kingdom of Mansicott!

The old king was completely furious, and he shook his fist at the red dragon flying shadow in the distant sky and yelled, "What the hell is going on, what the hell are you trying to do with this big reptile?

The prince walked over and said in a deep voice, "Perhaps, he is also fighting the idea of that crystal mine! Father, you see, the price of crystal has skyrocketed seven times now, and it may continue to rise." If he takes possession of that crystal mine, then he will get more than three thousand gold coins a year!"

The old king gasped in anger: "But he's a dragon! He only has a few dozen green elves and some kobold lizardmen. Even if you take over the crystal mines, who will manage them, who will sell them, and will let his vampire wife take care of them? They are both mages, where is there time for such things?"

The prince said slowly: "He can cooperate with others to open mines. ”

The old king was panting like a cow, and his eyes were red, and he shouted angrily: "With whom? Who is so bold to offend our two countries for the sake of one mine?"

The prince paused, and finally spoke: "For example, Master Stull." ”

The old king slumped down on the big wooden chair. The prince continued to analyze: "You see, he first deliberately said to the two countries that he did not sell the right magic equipment, so that both of us thought that we could win lightly. In this way, both of us will be in a bitter battle, which will greatly deplete our strength. Then he will unite with the Red Dragon, and let the Red Dragon come forward to occupy the crystal mine, and he will hide behind the scenes to make money, or send a businessman close to him to develop the mine!"

The prince took a deep breath and said, "I guess that's officially, you see how well that red dragon has managed the time, and after we have fought desperately for a day, and all of us have been exhausted and remnants, he will suddenly appear and defeat our two countries lightly! He and Stull will be able to enjoy the fruits of this conspiracy in peace. ”

The old king suddenly smirked, and then covered his face and cried: "I'm old, I'm really old." I was deceived by them. I'm so stupid! I'm so naïve!!, I believe in these mages who eat people and don't spit out bones!" He raised his red teary eyes, took the prince's hand, and said, "Son, you are the only one who sees through their scheme. You are my hope, the hope of our family, and the hope of the entire Escobar Kingdom!I may not be able to take revenge in my lifetime, but you must avenge me and these dead soldiers! I believe that with your wisdom you will be able to do it, right?

The prince smiled bitterly in his heart, the combined population of the two countries is less than 30,000, who will care about the idle affairs of these small countries and widows? Not to mention that all the evidence is not in hand now? Why should he take revenge? But when he saw the old father's crumbling and on the verge of madness, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say loudly: "Don't worry, I will definitely be able to take revenge." The blood of these soldiers today will not be shed in vain. One day, I will seek justice from that filthy mage on their behalf!"

The last small part of the setting sun sank into the mountains in the distance.

Walter in mid-air was very satisfied with the appearance of the "ants" dispersing on their own, although he didn't mind killing a few more, but more is better than less. It's better for these people to scare away themselves, so as not to consume a limited number of spells anymore. He proudly dragged his beautiful wife slowly hovering and snorting in the dusky sky where the afterglow remained, swearing his supreme coercion.

Suddenly, he noticed something very interesting in the distance—a blue cloud the size of a horse slowly receding in the distance. Hmph, how can the clouds be ocean blue? This spellcaster is too funny. can actually use the "vaporized body" into this nondescript appearance. It's unheard of.

A beautiful lilac glow appeared in his large crystal clear eyes, which was a special detection spell that could obtain some information about the other party:

Well, there is a sense of magic, and it seems to be the priest of some god;

Yo, he doesn't have any other magic aura, so isn't he carrying any magic equipment?

What is this information?

He suddenly became so focused that he ended the hovering and flew straight towards the small cloud of blue.

Marina jerked him up in dragon language, "What's wrong with you?"

Walter opened his huge dragon mouth and replied in dragon language: "Do you see that sea-blue cloud?"

Marina chuckled gracefully like a pear blossom, "See, it's a vaporized form." I guess it's a pastor who watches the excitement. He's already retreating, leave him alone. ”

Walter said very seriously: "I detected some very familiar information from him just now, a bit like my distant uncle. ”

Marina chuckled, "Uncle Distant Uncle, you mean the great sea of purgatory, Lord Imnao?" Hehehe, if he were your uncle, then all the red dragons in this world would be grandchildren. You're really going to misunderstand your relatives. ”

Walter hurriedly spewed out a large ball of flame from the dragon's mouth and corrected: "Hey, hey, it's not that I misconfessed my relatives, but he himself said to me: You should treat me as your uncle." This relative is something he recognizes. ”

Marina continued to laugh, making Walter beneath her tickle and remember the pleasure of riding her under her this "morning" and ravaging her wantonly. He was about to have a sexual recourse when he suddenly heard Marina on his body say, "Maybe it's a priest of the three evil dragon gods? That's why there is a message similar to the red dragon? Forget it, if people don't take care of us, we don't care about people." You see, the kobold lizardmen who had gathered them were getting to work. ”

The blue cloud in the distance quickly accelerated its evacuation, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Dong Hezi hurriedly flew back, secretly saying in his heart that it was dangerous!

Just now he was reminded of the memories of the past by the miserable scene on the battlefield, and suddenly the primordial spirit was violently alarmed, and a wave of magic energy enveloped his body, as if he was closely checking something. Only then did he realize that the red dragon that was disrupting the battlefield had noticed him!

In order not to reveal his identity, he did not dare to resist with alchemy. I secretly complained in my heart: If I become a bird or a red bat, there will be no such thing. However, in order to meet the identity of the "God of the Air Elemental Priest" when he set out, he had to use the spell of vaporizing the form. Who knew it would turn into a sea-blue cloud? If he really found out, it would be a big trouble. I'm not sure I'll be able to kill a young red dragon!

Fortunately, the other party quickly ended the detection and turned around and turned back to the battlefield.

Dong Hezi looked around, but was taken aback - from the air, a large number of ko-headed lizardmen who had come out of nowhere had already lurked behind the Escobar barracks, and it looked like they were about to attack at any moment!

It would be bad if these kobold lizardmen went to the caravan owner too!

The sky had darkened, and only the last faint rays of sunlight were still in the west, struggling desperately.

The Escobar barracks were already in chaos, with the retreating remnants either screaming in amazement and running for their lives, or gathering around a dozen low-ranking priests to wait for the little treatment left. The frightened running sounds whistled past one after another, and the poignant wails rose higher and higher.

After scanning the out-of-control situation around him, the prince said eagerly, "Father, we must get out of here quickly, it will be bad if that red dragon goes crazy again." And ~~ didn't see the Duke and his troops, it seems that they themselves ran first. ”

The old king sat silently on the big wooden chair, and said, "Hmph, I knew it was like this." Hmph, when I ask for money, everyone coaxes in front of me, and when I lose the battle, they all run faster than rabbits! Hmph, I want to save my strength, and then wait for the opportunity to overthrow our family and become the king myself? Hmph, do you think I don't know this idea? You are dreaming!" The old king suddenly trembled with excitement, and said to himself loudly: "I have a wise son! You people have been deceived by those insatiable mages, and only my son has seen through their schemes! It's not a long way to fight with me, not to mention my son? You despicable people who say one thing to your face and do another thing behind your back, are all grasshoppers in autumn! I think you can jump for a few days?!"

He threw up his head sharply and said to the troubled prince, "My son, I am old, and I have no authority to rule the country after this defeat. When I get back, I will abdicate and you will be the new king of the kingdom of Escobar!

The prince had a strange expression on his face, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh on this occasion, he wanted to pretend to be calm, but the news was so sudden that the young man could not contain his intense excitement.

He endured it, and opened his mouth to say: "Father~~I~~"

The cold light flashed out like an astonishing thunderbolt, piercing his long, pink-white neck.

The "click" of the neck bone shattered, and a cloud of mist-like blood erupted gorgeously from the side of his neck.

A shot pierced his fragile neck, pierced through his young body, and slammed into the grass in the distance. There's also a faint glow of magic on the javelin - it's a demonic weapon for kobold lizardmen warlocks!

The prince's neck hung down in a strange posture like a broken straw stalk. Red blood spurted out like a delicious juice.

The old king uttered his most frightened voice: "Ah~~ah~~ child!, my child!" he sprang forward and hugged the head, which was still smiling—now so pale, so horrible as it was.

The old king could no longer speak, and he trembled for a long time before he let out a strange cry: "This~~This~~ Priest! Where's the priest?! Get out of here!"

A few priests hurried over and were stunned when they saw the situation.

The old king trembled, and roared like an epileptic patient: "What are you doing standing stupidly, save my child!!"

The eldest priest in his fifties stepped forward silently, buried his head in a low voice, and said, "This requires a 7th-order resurrection technique or prayer technique. But at most, we can only use fourth-order divine arts, and we don't have the ability to save the prince. ”

Yes, how could there be a high priest willing to come in such a poor country, and even if he was willing to come, how could he satisfy the needs of the people to preach with this small amount of population and money? Even if there were indeed a high priest present, it would cost a great deal of money and a grand ceremony to resurrect the prince, and the consent of the gods would have to be obtained. Even if the old king didn't eat or drink for ten years, he wouldn't be able to take out this money! Even if he took the money and performed the ceremony, there was still a forty percent failure rate for this spell!

The old king cried out frantically, "Bastard, all rubbish!, all rubbish!" In his rage, he no longer cared for anything god, and kicked the old priest to the ground, and drew his scepter with lightning to whip him.

But someone exclaimed, "Kobold lizardmen, lots and lots of kobold lizardmen!they~~ah~~!" The man screamed, and was pierced in the stomach with a javelin, and then another flew through his chest, and the tattered leather armor did nothing, allowing the steaming red blood to pour onto the barren land.

Then whizzing javelins flew from the rear of the barracks like a terrible rainstorm. And after nearly a day of fierce fighting, the remnants of the human soldiers here were already in tattered armor and shattered shields, where could they resist? Suddenly, the screams continued, and the defeated soldiers who were a little more stable fell into great panic and confusion again, they only felt that they were surrounded by ko-headed lizardmen and noise, and they seemed to be in a valley of despair and no way. All of them cried and called their mothers to throw down their broken weapons, throw down their injured companions, hold their stump arms, lame their injured legs, and crash around looking for a way out of their souls. A few priests also dispersed in a hurry, and no longer cared about what the king was or not.

The old king clung to the prince's pale head with frenzied eyes and wept: "Son, my child, my only child, what is the matter?

A few remnants of the guards shouted, "The kobold lizardmen are coming! Pull the king away! Hurry!"

Several men desperately pulled the king back. And the grief-stricken old king clung to the precious head, and wept like a child who had lost his parents, and tears fell like a waterfall: "O gods!

He roared violently, crying and screaming like a madman: "Mage, these damned mages! What human mages, red dragon mages, vampire mages, kobold warlocks, all the mages! I curse you! Listen, I will not let you go! I will not let you go even if I am a demon! You wait! When I die, I will become the most terrible demon! I will slowly pull out your hearts and livers and eat them piece by piece! I want you to watch me eat them! I'm going to throw your souls into the most terrible abyss and make you suffer eternal torment! Woo~~"

The frightened soldiers covered his mouth desperately, demon is a very taboo word, you can talk in front of the public, you admire a certain clever devil, but you must not say that you have a crush on a certain demon. Because the devil is a qiē god and the sworn enemy of the regime, and the demon worshippers are the enemies of almost everyone! Whether it is the priest of the good god or the black guard of the evil god, they will mercilessly "clean up" the demon worshippers. Even after their death, their souls are tormented by eternal fire in the underworld. If a king shouts like this and says that he wants to become a demon, once he is denounced by someone with a heart, even if he is the king of a country on high above, he will be doomed!

Then the guards shouted: "The king is stimulated and is talking nonsense! Hurry up, everyone, carry him away! Hurry up! The kobold lizardmen have already been killed! There are too many of them!"

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