"After this period of continuous decomposition and reorganization, I found that I was constrained by the way of thinking of previously narrow individual creatures. There is so much I can do in this world of pure spirit and energy. For example, I can make myself one with the continent and let it do what I want to do. ”

Dearlando felt a pain in his back, and a sharp black spike emerged from his chest. Tatasen's cold grinding teeth sounded in his ears: "Master, you have been talking for a long time, I have been impatient to wait for a long time. ”

The feeling of this injury was strange, not the pain of tearing the muscles, but as if something had penetrated into his body through the skin, and a cold will flowed through the wound.

Faelon slowly approached Dearrando, then smiled and said, "Remember my cute pet? You see, if I can divide it into four pieces, why can't I divide it into four hundred, or even four million pieces?

"Every bit of mental crumb has the same power as mine, and you see, now I stand before you, but I also stand in front of Holm at the same time, and tell him that the life-saving straw he has been waiting for is in my hands. ”

As he spoke, he pressed on a wall again, and the white wall suddenly darkened, and then it took on the appearance of a dungeon. In the pitch black cell, there was only one beam of light shining on Holm, who was firmly bound by three huge iron rings.

As the image appears, the darkness around Holm moves, and then a pale face turns, and another Ferkelen stands there. He waved gracefully to Dearlando.

"You see, not only at my feet, but even from thousands of miles away, there are countless doppelgangers of me. I can let any fragment lodge in someone else's soul for as long as I want, transforming him into me. Faculen's fingers slid across the walls, and various projections appeared on the white walls of his pass.

Some are deserts, some are seashores, some are mountains, when the people in the picture turn around. At first, they were tall, short, fat, thin, men, women, and children, and everyone was there. After a few moments, their forms began to change. The fat man became thinner, the short man became taller, and the brown, blonde, and white hair all turned black. In the end, there are countless figures of Faekelen, all of whom raised their hands in unison. Wave like the one in the dungeon, like Dearlando.

"What do you want to do to me?" said Dearlando, fighting the chill that ran through the wound. He asked with difficulty.

"I just want to assimilate with you. In the past fifty years, I have assimilated all the creatures of the world under the dome, and they still look like a thousand things. But in fact, my imprint has been written within me. A large part of your soul has been assimilated by me, and as long as I can assimilate the rest of it, I will become the master here. ”

"Don't think about it! Riceth won't let you get away with it. Dearlando struggled hard, but Tata's two pairs of upper limbs clamped firmly on his arms and shoulders, making him unable to move.

"I think you may have misunderstood, this assimilation is not to make you become me, but to make me become you. To the dragon, you are still you. When assimilation is complete, you yourself will think that you are still you. It's just that to me, you're me...... Hahaha. ”

Fei Karen smiled proudly, the harvest of this painful journey was far beyond his imagination, and it can be described as a blessing in disguise. Because if he succeeds in assimilating Dilrando, he will be able to abandon the identity of Fikelen and live as Dilrando. At that time, he will no longer be the puppet of the Demon Dragon King, but the master of the new dragon.

Deirlandor's soul is the strongest, most energetic and incredible soul he has ever seen, as long as he can be integrated with him, then with his own ability and knowledge, he will definitely be able to find a way to complete the sevenfold challenge of the Dragon Realm and become the king of the world. Maybe there's a chance to get a glimpse of the dragon's hometown and open up a whole new world.

The cold Feckelen's will flowed like mercury through Deirlando's body like mercury, gradually filling his whole body. Standing in the dry air, Dearlandor felt as if he was frozen in ice. The biting chill made him almost freeze, but he bit the inside of his mouth hard, using the pain to lift his spirits.

"What if...... If you could become me...... So why...... You're going to break the dome? Isn't that ...... Protecting the mainland?" the cold made him stammer, and it took several minutes to finish an ordinary sentence.

Fei Karen stretched out his hand, held his chin, and then looked at him with compassion: "Why don't you understand that this dome is a protection for the fragile human spirit world, but when you are strong enough, it will become a shackle that prevents you from occupying all the dragon realms." You're not the only one in the Dragon Realm, and I'm sure if I spend enough time looking for it, I'll be able to find Zoe's one. ”

The blood elf smiled, revealing a look of nostalgia: "The continents established by the three of us back then had their own merits, and the various races on it were all breeding very well. Unfortunately, when the production of the population was able to meet Namantto's food needs steadily, he would never let us return to his spiritual world. I will never see the continent that I raised myself again, and I don't know what has become of it after all this time. ”

"Do you want to ...... Control...... The whole Dragon Realm?!" Dearlandor's eyes widened, shocked by the crazy plans of the man in front of him.

"Yes, that's my plan. Once the dome breaks, I'll scatter my doppelgangers and let them scatter like seeds in the space. As long as any of them can find new soil, I will land on that land. Complete my new colonization project. Don't worry, I'll keep a little awareness of you and worship me on the day I succeed, you don't have to worry about not seeing that day. ”

Diarrando wanted to say something, but the chill was biting, and his consciousness gradually became dim. He felt the figure in front of him blur more and more, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Zoya and his party dragged a soaking Dearlandor ashore. By this time, the governor of Larando, who had received the queen's order, had already arrived with his men. Bright torches stretched from the gates to the shore, and the bearded brown governor commanded the scene in a loud voice and civilian clothes.

Along the way, he has sent agents to count casualties and damage in various areas of the city. As soon as he reached the seashore, his men climbed up to the crashed city of Klayati and were responsible for apprehending all the surviving Feather people, while the governor himself arrived in front of Zoya with medical personnel and several wagons.

"I am Kerry Foss, the Governor of the city, and I have just heard from Her Majesty what happened tonight. Allow me to offer my sincerest gratitude and greetings, but for your help, I don't know how many people would have lost their lives today. The Governor grabbed Zoya's hand with excitement and gratitude, and shook it back and forth in thanks.

Zoya hurriedly withdrew her hand and shook her head: "It wasn't us who saved your city, it was from the Turanda Starlight Dragon and its contractor, His Highness Diarrando. However, they are now exhausted and need to find a place to recuperate, can you provide us with a safe and quiet place? ”

Governor Kerry saw a motionless figure behind him being held in the arms of the giant. He wanted to get closer. As he walked, he asked, "Is this His Highness Dilrando?" I brought a medical officer here, so I can treat him first." ”

Zoya immediately stood in front of the governor and refused with a smile: "No, he is not injured." It's just too tiring. Just give us a place to rest. I think Her Majesty meant the same thing. ”

Dearrando is currently covered in horrible blood. It looked terrifying, and for the sake of his reputation, Zoya felt that it was better not to let ordinary people see what he looked like. In the blink of an eye, Governor Kerry saw that an arm was missing. The Dreadhorn King, who was pale and dying and was being held by Dan, asked again, "What about this ......?"

Zoya had to explain vaguely: "This is our captive, he is the one who caused this incident, Her Majesty means that we must keep a close watch on him, and we must not give him a chance to escape." When we get to rest, you can give one of our doctors to examine his wounds, but we can't give anyone else access to the prisoner just yet. ”

Curious, Governor Kerry took a great look at the strange combination of men, women, and children, and finally closed it, and provided the carriage as Zoya had requested.

"There are many places in the city that have been slightly damaged, so I think you should live in my governor's palace first. The security measures there should be the best, and I also have the most comfortable rooms and the most considerate servants in my house, which I believe can help you sweep away the fatigue of your journey. ”

After saying that, Governor Kerry got out of the way, made an inviting gesture, and let everyone get into the car. The forensic doctor understood what Zoya was worried about, and just now he directly ripped off his wide sleeve and covered Deirlando's face.

So although when Radardu passed by the governor, the bearded middle-aged man deliberately stretched out his head to see the appearance of the god who could hold a city, but he still failed to do so. His eyes only swept to the arm of Deirlando, who hung to the side. The bloodshot crimson hand looked like a human shape, but it wasn't the color of human skin, and the surprised governor let out a slight question.

He pointed to the hand and was about to ask, when he was interrupted by the sudden appearance of the Queen's voice bird. "Do what you have to do, and don't ask what you shouldn't, Mr. Kerry. ”

The queen's cold tone made Kerry immediately retreat cautiously, he understood that everything here must have some great secrets, and he should still be cautious in his words and deeds.

The carriages brought by the governor were of the larger kind, and the eight men were divided into two carriages, and as soon as the men were seated, the coachmen set out. Zoya and Fayer followed Radar into the first carriage, and as soon as she got into the carriage, she checked the health of Diarlando and the young dragon again.

Ryses looked like he was still asleep, but Deirlando's condition was getting worse. When Fayle pulled his sleeve off Deirlando's face, he noticed that the crimson reticulation that had been just bloodshot was becoming denser, and some parts were even joined together, turning into patches of blood.

"Why does his body temperature keep dropping?" Zoya touched Dearlando's hand, then his chest, and noticed that his fingers were actually stained with ice slag when they were removed from his body.

When he first came out of the icy water, his body temperature was very low, but Zoya didn't care, after all, the sea was cold. But now that it has been out for so long, it is a summer temperature of more than 30 degrees outside, and Dierlando's body is still as cold as ice, which is completely abnormal.

Fayer smeared the blood on Deirlando's hand on the wound he had just opened, and then held it, trying to infiltrate his consciousness into Deirlando's mind along the connection of the dragon's contract magic. However, not long after he closed his eyes, he suddenly let out an exclamation, fell backwards, and slammed into the carriage.

"What's wrong?" Zoya asked anxiously, looking at the frightened Fayle. The mage gripped his left hand tightly with his right hand, squeezing the blood out of the wound with all his might. After squeezing about a small glass of blood, he sweated profusely and said, "Oh no...... I had barely dived into his consciousness before I felt the magic of Fikelen. ”

"What! Isn't he already imprisoned in the ground of White Murdy?

"I don't know! All I know now is that the magic of Federen is starting to permeate his body, look...... Flower of Death!" As he spoke, the red areas that had just now began to expand and overlap with each other, and this time the overlapping parts gradually began to show the appearance of vine patterns.

Fayle was no stranger to the motif, a mastery of his former mentor, a death curse that could devour souls, and when the vines spread to the forehead and bloomed black flowers on the forehead, the cursed soul's soul became Feccron's possession.

"Hell, how could he be cursed, and why did he erupt at this time?" Zoya tried to touch the black parts with her hand, but was grabbed by the mage.

Fayer signaled Radar to put down Dirlando immediately, and warned: "We'd better not touch him at all, this curse is contagious, and ordinary people may be indirectly cursed by touching their skin." ”

The giant put Diarlando on one side of the chair, and then squeezed the other half with Fayle and Zoya. Dearlando's hand fell from his seat because of the shaking, and Riess, who was holding it tightly in his hand, also rolled off his palm. (To be continued......)