With the last experience of dealing with the red wart, Dearlando did not struggle to let the pseudo-dragon stir its tongue and swallow itself, sliding down the wet sticky esophagus filled with the smell of sea, and falling into a huge pool of water a moment later. The dragon's internal organs all shimmered with a faint blue glow, and it looked like those luminescent creatures of the deep sea, which actually had a special beauty.

There was no time to continue admiring, and the tingling sensation on my skin reminded me that the fluid around me was corrosive. The already tattered gown was gradually being disassembled, and white leather armor automatically emerged to protect Deirlando's body. I also felt pain in my eyes, and I could barely hold back my tears.

The excitement in his body has not passed, his vision can still penetrate the muscles and bones, he turned his head to find the direction of his heart, and then rushed over as fast as he could, slashing at the ** of the internal organs.

The sudden sharp pain in his stomach made Sisos flapp his wings and fly, and Ryses took the opportunity to counterattack his opponent, grabbed the opponent's claws, rolled over, and pressed the opponent down on the island beach with his body.

Diarrando was suddenly turned upside down in the dragon's belly, falling heavily from what appeared to be intestines onto the mucosa of the abdominal cavity, and a huge tubular viscera several feet thick smashed him on the head, pressing his chest against his back.

Because of the stimulation, the entire abdominal cavity flashed with a different shade of blue electric light, and the blood vessels and tendons were like rushing glowing streams, pulsating around, if it weren't for the pungent fishy smell and the weight of the body, the surroundings would be as beautiful as a dream.

Once Reses suppressed his opponent, he immediately pressed all his weight on his opponent's body, grabbed the opponent's neck with his mouth, grabbed his front paws deep into the ground, and kicked Cissos's body violently with his hind paws. Dearlando also fully comprehended the powerful attacks of the young dragon in the dragon's belly. Even with the protection of thick armor and muscular bones, Reseth's paw prints appeared again and again on the abdominal cavity of the pseudo-dragon.

He drilled out the organs that were holding him down as quickly as possible, carefully avoiding the cracked ribs, and rushed to the direction of the heart at a faster speed, cutting directly the various internal organs that were blocking him along the way.

With a long, mournful roar, Sisos rolled on the ground, trying to crush his opponent under him. But Ryses clung to the rocks and reefs with all his might, not letting go. Zuihou turned into a long-lasting wrestle until Deirlandor reached the blue heart.

The powerful beating heart was dozens of feet high, and the sound of a heavy beating made Dearlando's whole body vibrate with it. Through the membrane that encloses the heart, you can also feel the vigorous vitality and huge magical energy inside. Diarlando didn't understand that this dragon was so different from the previous weishenme, it was almost as beautiful as Rieseth, and its presence beyond light and darkness made people feel awe. It's a pity that it belongs to Feckelen, an enemy that he has to destroy.

Knowing that now is not the time to be sentimental, waiting an extra second could also hurt Rises. So Deirlandor let the magic grow unchecked, making the magic sword as long as a spear and as wide as a giant axe, and then used all the strength of his body to pick it up and slash at the heart.

A surge of pale blue blood spurted out, and the entire dragon's body twitched violently. It took five slashes for Dearlando to completely cut off all the blood vessels and tissues connected to the heart. As the beating heart fell into the lake formed by its own blood, and beat more and more slowly, the light around it gradually dimmed, and the dragon writhing wildly in Zuihou also quieted down.

After killing the dragon, Deirlandor immediately used his sword to make a hole in top of him, and emerged from the suffocating dragon's belly. The glowing blood that stains the whole body quickly changes its flavor after the dragon's death, making it impossible to suppress the desire to vomit.

After jumping off the beach, he fell to his knees and vomited out the acid water in his already empty stomach. When the stomach cramps had subsided slightly, Diarlando stood up and wiped the poisonous dragon blood off his body with sand as he walked away from the water.

Behind him, Ryses dragged the pseudo-dragon's corpse to shore for some distance, then gulped open Sisos's stomach, taking out the broken blue heart inside and swallowing it whole. It ate so happily that it had no idea that the blue blood stained its head.

Diarlando rubbed it with sand for a long time, but found that there was something red all over his skin, and it looked like the blood vessels in his whole body had floated to his skin. After staring at his terrible hands for a moment, he began to look around for puddles that could be represented.

After walking a few steps, I saw a small puddle, and next to the puddle was the body of Here, who had been thrown onto the island by himself. The man's body was twisted like a tattered doll between the sand and the rocks, its entrails scattered all over the floor, half of its torn pectoral muscles back on its sternum, the other half still tumbling like that. Looking at Helley's empty, dead fish-like cloudy eyeballs, Dearrando was silent.

The puddle was next to Khray's left leg, and a terrifying humanoid creature glared at him from the water against the backdrop of a colorful and magnificent sunset. Glowing, reptile-like eyeballs, mottled skin stained with sand and sticky dragon's blood, covered in bloodshot lines.

Diarrando stroked the lines on his face against the puddle, and he didn't feel anything special. I don't know if it was the after-effects of the red firework or the result of swallowing the liquid that Heray spewed, but it was clear that it had taken another big step in the direction of the monster.

The person who died on the same day as himself was reverted to being a real dead person, so when was he beaten back to his original type? Or did he become an unknown thing day by day? An indescribable emotion churned in Deerlando's chest, not vomiting or unhappy. Walking back and forth on the beach like a sleepy beast for more than a dozen laps, Zuihou he still couldn't help but scream.

No matter how hard you try, it's not a more terrifying monster!

weishenme herself has to do these unclear and never-ending tasks, suffering from these?

For the sake of fellow human beings?

What the fuck are you like this?!

With a beastly roar, he summoned a magic sword and slashed wildly at the air and sand around him. After venting for a while, Dearlando realized that he didn't know when Ryses was yelling just like himself.

In the remnants of the summer sun, he watched in shock as a bulge slowly grew from Riess's left shoulder, growing longer and thicker, eventually forming a second head. The pitch-black scales shimmering like black pearls, the blood-red narrow eyes, and the golden-red dragon hair that curled freely were almost exactly the same as the head of the Demon Dragon King Namuanto, except for the lack of crooked antelope-like horns on the head.

The sight struck Dearlando like lightning, causing him to fall to his knees on the beach and look up at Riess's terrifying new appearance, and it dawned on him what the gift was for Fickren.

Fikelen knew very well that no matter how powerful the fake dragon he created, it would not be able to match the real dragon Reseth. So no matter the energy in those soul furnaces, or this dragon is a poisonous bait to feed to the young dragon.

Maybe their sudden action destroyed the jihua they were preparing more poisonous bait, but the end result was the same, the part swallowed by the young dragon was enough to cause a mutation in the nature of the magic in its body.

"Oh my God, what the hell did I do...... Oh no, no, oh my god, Rieseth, what's wrong with you......"

Reses shook his head, and after a triumphant roar, he lowered his head and stuck his nose out for Dearlandor. After touching the symbiote's body affectionately, the young dragon happily said, "Look, I'm getting stronger." ”

Dearlando reached out and carefully stroked the white dragon's nose, then hugged the tip of its nose tightly and asked, "What's wrong with the other head?" Tell me, have you become evil?"

"No...... I'm just getting richer, that's growth. The other head leaned over and stretched its golden-red dragon hair to Dearlandor, praying for the same caresse. The sound of this head was exactly the same as that of the original white one, but looking at its red eyes, Dearlando really couldn't accept it calmly.

Disgusted, he avoided the touch of the black head, and Deirlando's heart was in turmoil. He sat down on the beach, his head in his knees, and clutched his hair frantically. This skull comes from the evil gift of Faykelen, and is the fruit of bitter evil that grows from the dark evil Liliang gathered in the body of the young dragon.

The pure and bright young dragon has been defiled since then, and they all blame themselves for their stupidity! They all blame themselves for not seeing through Fei Karen's treacherous schemes!

For the first time in a long time, Dearlando felt helpless and hesitant, and longed to find a place where no one was there to hide and cry. Looking around, he suddenly laughed to himself, there was no one here. But no liquid could flow out of his dry eyes, and all his emotions seemed to have dried up with the roar just now, leaving only an empty skin.