Diarrando slumped in his chair, thick tiredness written all over his young face, and the situation was no better than that of the child in his arms.

"You know, I don't have a choice. Now it's the most haode result, give Dino to me, I will enlighten him, after all, he is me, I am him. He sighed heavily, but fortunately he succeeded in capturing Fikelen this time, and Dino's sacrifice was not in vain.

Zoya dissatisfiedly hugged Dino to Diarlando, watched him reach out and take his young self into his arms, and whispered something in his ear. Dino listened quietly for a moment, then pressed his forehead against Diarrando's body and cried silently. The young dragon also flew up, lying on his shoulder and chirping together.

"I'll be haode, I'll cure Elena...... I promise!" Diarlando sighed and patted Dino on the back, muttering to himself.

Zoya looked at the three communities of destiny hugged together with emotion, and was troubled by the more dangers and challenges they would face in the future. Right now, the only ones who can lick each other's wounds are themselves. As an outsider, you can't help anything. Zuihou felt that she really couldn't get into the middle of the three, so she silently opened the door and quietly retreated.

Dino cried for a while, wiped his face embarrassedly, pushed Diarlando away and said, "I shouldn't be so weak." ”

Diarrando smiled and flicked his finger on his head: "You are already very powerful, I haven't been out of the house when you are your age, let alone alone in danger to save people." If you had been there, you might have grown into a better person than me. ”

Dino plays with the muffins in his hand. He bowed his head and asked, "When will I disappear?"

Diarlando, who realized that he had said the wrong thing, hurriedly explained: "Maybe you showed up to make up for the mistakes I made or to prevent the mistakes I might make." You see, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to save Elena, and we wouldn't have been able to kill so many Bran monsters at once. ”

The little boy suddenly raised his head and looked into Deirlando's eyes and said, "Faykelen told a lot about Bran just now, and he said that Bran's people don't want to be monsters...... But because I was locked up in that enclosed space for too long, something went wrong, and everyone couldn't give birth to normal children, so they gradually became monsters. ”

"Hmm. ”

"He also said that it was our ancestors and Ryses who brought the Dragon King to his homeland......

"Anything else?"

He also said that he hoped I would promise him that Reses would never slaughter Bran's people again. Do not invade Bran. Dino raised his voice. Justified himself: "At that time, I didn't know that he was Fa Karen, he turned into a white-haired old man, named Brad. ”

Deirrando raised his hand and rubbed his young head before explaining, "What Fikelen is best at is using lies and deceptions to accomplish his evil purposes, so you don't have to believe his words at all." As he said. It was indeed Reses and our ancestor Rantis, the King of Light, who sealed Bran on the ground. But that's to save more and more people. I can't say that they made the right move. Because no one has the right to decide who should feed the dragon and who should survive. But it was the only way they could think of at the time, the only way to reduce casualties. ”

"Whether it's Namantto or Reeth. None of our shijie. They've been summoned by humans and trapped with us, so we need to help Reseth grow up and find his way home. ”

When Riceth heard this, he immediately interjected: "I want to go home, it's so deserted here, I'm so hungry......"

Immediately reaching out and gently scratching Ryses' chin with his fingers to soothe the young dragon, Dearlando continued, "You see, that's all that matters to us. As long as the Dragon King and Reses can be sent home, the people of both Bran and Turanda can find peace. We're going to find a way to help Bran get a new lease on life, as I've told Fayle a long time ago. He's a Bran, you know, too?"

When mentioning this former spy of Bran, Diarlando subconsciously used the dragon's perception to find Fayer's traces. Although he was carefully treated by Achille and Ruidan, the mage was still lying unconscious on a stretcher when he left. You must know that the mage was seriously injured this time, purely because he was too paralyzed and careless, knowing Fei Karen's methods, he actually did not have Elena, who was very likely to be controlled.

However, in the dragon's field of vision, which was densely packed with energy points of light, Fayer's blue-purple points of light were moving rapidly, heading towards the underground, not at all like he had just recovered from a serious injury.

Sensing that something was wrong, Dearlando immediately stood up and opened the door, leaving Dino in Zoya's care, and then asked Reses to take him to Fayer's side.

By the time Fayle had been carried out of the room, he had already become a little conscious, he listened to the chaotic footsteps of the soldiers and priests around him, felt the sun shining on him in bursts, and knew that he was moving in some windowed hallway.

Ha, this time it was a great disaster to not die, the mage smiled happily in his heart. Obviously, his life is so unlucky and despicable, but he has survived serious injuries again and again, in fact, he should still be considered a very lucky person, right?

However, just as he was thinking this, a cold voice came out of nowhere: "Yes, your luck has been good so far, I really underestimate you, my lovely apprentice." ”

Fayle was terrified and tried to roll over and sit up, opening his eyes to escape the nightmare, but his body felt like he had been weighed down on a thousand pounds, and he couldn't even move a finger.

"Why are you in my head?" Fayle shouted in the pitch black shijie, and in an instant he realized that his consciousness had detached from his original body and entered a confined space where he could not reach his fingers.

"Fayle, you kid is good at everything, you just like to pretend to be confused, you know the answer, weishenme still want to ask me?" A dark purple silhouette slowly walked out of the darkness, except for the pale face and hands, everything was wrapped in dark purple cloth, almost blending in with the dark background.

"Could it be...... Did I look at you then......" Fayle said with a trembling answer. He was on guard, and the only time he made head-on contact with Fei Karen was at the moment when he fell down from the knife, he didn't expect that through the body transferred by consciousness, he could regain control of himself so easily.

Faelen smiled faintly, his slender fingers waving through the air like a dance, forming spell gestures one by one, seizing control of Fayle's body: "What you proposed to do with me is simply too correct, gouge out my eyes, pull out my tongue, and cut off my limbs...... It's a pity that your companion doesn't know me well enough to think that just knocking me out can trap my consciousness. ”

With Feckelen's gesture, cold and heavy shackles appeared on Fayer's hands, feet and neck, and he had to kneel down because of the heavy weight.

“...... What are you going to do to me?" the mage heard his voice tremble, for he knew that he was about to face a terrible fate, and that it might be happier to die immediately, but once Fikelon had seized control of his body, it would not be so easy to die.

Fikelen approached Fayle, bent down and sneered in his ear, "First of all, of course, use your body to liberate my own body...... And then...... Where do you think the queen of the Thousand Worms is?"

"No!!" Fayle shouted and opened his eyes sharply and sat up from the bed. His actions immediately attracted the attention of the two young men in blue priest robes next to him, and they happily walked over and asked, "Mr. Mage, are you awake?"

Fayl felt his hand rise uncontrollably, a short chant rolling across the tip of his tongue, two sharp blades of wind slashing directly across the neck of the unsuspecting priest, and the blood splattered on the air wall he had erected, not a single drop of which touched him.

Two young lives were gone in an instant, and this was just the beginning.

"You see, the mighty little prince is here, and we have to keep a low profile. No one can beat him, right?" Fayl listened to his own voice and said what he meant, as if he knew what he was thinking, and he let out a low laugh: "Don't worry, I won't go on a killing spree yet, at least not until I get my body back." ”

Fayle watched as he stepped off the bed and toe over a corpse lying on the bed. The mage realized that there was no place in his body to listen to his commands, except that his eyes could see through a wall in the dark space what Faelon wanted to see.

As he opened the door, he swept to the silver vase on the cabinet in the doorway, and saw himself as he was on the smooth, curved surface. In just a moment, Fei Karen had already changed his disguise, and now his appearance was exactly what the corpse he had just inspected.

The door was guarded by four heavily armed soldiers, and when they heard the sound of the door opening, they immediately turned around and raised their weapons to block the door. But when he realized that it was the priest in the room, he immediately relaxed and withdrew his weapon.

Fayle felt the muscles of his face pull into a smile, nodded slightly, and then walked out generously in front of the four people, without even saying a word.

Although this was his first time here, he had previously obtained a detailed map of the Governor's Palace from Zannaya, so he was no stranger to the structure of the entire building.

His original body was being locked in a top-secret cell fifty feet underground, and the woman that Dearlandor was thinking about was also in the cell next door. As long as you can get into that floor smoothly, you can immediately make everyone in this house pay. No, no, the entire White Modi people will pay the price. (To be continued......)