Deirlando looked into Fayir's chaotic eyes, and the tentacles of his spirit reached into the depths of the mage's mind through the contract, probing to see if he had lied on the matter. His instincts told him that Fayle had something to hide, but so far all of what he had told was true.

Fayle felt the touch of temptation, it was the first time that Deirlandor had used such a forceful method to confirm his claim, but this kind of probing was a routine almost weekly check in Bran, and if a mage did not hide his true thoughts, he probably did not live to be eighteen years old.

The time of psychic contact was short-lived, during which time Reseth rose to the heights at Deirlando's behest and approached the ugly red dragon. Dearlando turned his gaze back to Helley after receiving the answer, and his voice was heard in the spitting of the hunt's flames: "What about the seeds of blood?"

"This is for you!" Fayle suddenly straightened up, his hands clenched together and the bronze bone staff was held high, and with a series of smooth incantations, the blood on the dragon's back and the surface of the ice circle on the lake hundreds of feet below began to glow like breathing. Spiral-shaped, dense luminous letters leap out of the blood one by one, gathering and echoing.

The area centered on the island of Tidis seemed to be surrounded by thousands of fireflies, and the poisonous blood of the red wart dragons that had been scattered before was turning into spell letters from the water, dirt, rocks, treetops, palaces, and then forming a slow maelstrom around Fayel.

The swirls of spells formed by the blood spun faster and faster, and seeing this, the Red Warty Dragon and Hurley had to swoop over to interrupt the spell. Reseth deftly circled around a small area, not exceeding the range required by Fayel's spell, but also distanced himself from the red wart dragon, and returned a few fireballs from time to time.

However, the spells that are also fire-based have little effect on the opponent, but Deirlandor's magic arrow can still blow up several huge wounds on the opponent's body. As soon as the newly blasted flesh left, the red warty dragon's body began to turn into a spell and join the giant vortex.

The lightning in Helei's hand, like a long whip, made a crackling sound, and it was dozens of feet in one flick. In order to prevent him from hitting Fayir, Deirlandor had to use his body several times to stop the troublesome seemingly invisible weapon that could actually deal physical damage.

Fortunately, Fayir's zuihou chanting did not last long, and the whirlpool spun faster and faster, and from a distance, it seemed as if Tidis Island had turned into a huge fluorescent pine tree, and then the fluorescent color became more and more red, turning into a dark red that was imperceptible to the naked eye. The cone-shaped energy body began to retract, and under the command of a huge inward contraction, it instantly condensed into a spindle-shaped black substance that was only more than a foot long.

Fayer was almost drained, panting as he handed the thing to Dearlando, propping himself on his knee with his other hand to keep himself from going limp. Deirlandor flicked the lightning whip with his magic bow again, took the heavy thing and asked, "Is this the seed of blood? Have you ever done this before?" I see you're struggling, don't you use this magic for the first time?"

"Not for the first time...... But I've never done anything to a creature more than fifty feet in length, and it's up to you. Fayer was blown crooked by the air currents in the air, and Zuihou simply sat on the dragon's back, no longer reckless. This Fake Starlight Dragon that Ferkelen had carefully concocted was really big enough to burst his prey, and he was almost exhausted just by completing the beginning of the Bloodline Devouring Technique.

Fair took out the crystal bottle, swallowed two more pure magic crystals, and then released a defensive shield on himself, preparing himself to protect himself when Dirlando went to place the blood seed. Diarrando swept the swarthy seed, pinned it to his belt, and shook his hand to replace the bow with a whip, which rolled back as Hurley drew it again.

The long whip formed by the magic power was indeed able to catch the lightning formed by the magic power, and following the force of Here's whip, Diarlando jumped up and jumped towards the red wart dragon chasing after him. Rieses immediately switched from defense to offense, and began to attack the imposter head-on.

When Herre saw Diarlando, who jumped dozens of feet with his arc, he quickly formed a long sword with electric light, and slashed at his face. Dearlando didn't even let him run into him head-on, and even his sword and people knocked Hurley out of the air. Losing the control of his will, the electric whip and the arc sword disappeared without a trace, and the back of the red wart dragon suddenly became dark.

But the darkness didn't affect Deirlandor's vision, and he directly raised his hand and swung the long whip of the magic sword, wrapped around one of Hero's legs, and dragged him back. Heray struggled for a long time, but was still trampled on the stomach by Dierlando, but the strange thing was that there was no fear on his face, but no fear.

"Kill me, you'll regret it!" Hellley's hand touched his neck, and he pulled out a necklace with a delicate oval pendant on it, and the outer shell was adorned with a delicately carved waterwheel.

Diarlando reached out and snatched the necklace, opened it and saw that there were two portraits painted inside, and sure enough, they were the beloved objects of Elena whom he was familiar with.

"How? You know how to do it. Haha, do you want to see that the woman who worked so hard to raise you live a life that is worse than death......, and the pain is incomparable?

He didn't finish his sentence as a sharp white sword slit his throat. Heray's head didn't roll far on the red warty dragon's pitted back before it got stuck between three protruding ugly wart scabs. From this angle, he could only see Rises's beautiful figure skimming past his mount's side again and again, tearing off a huge piece of tissue each time.

Beside him, Deirlando's grim voice came a dull tapping: "Those who are hiding behind this puppet, listen, the safety of Elena Buck and Wood Lejo is the only guarantee of your life. I advise you to treat them as guests, and I will ask for any harm to them a hundredfold and a thousand times on the perpetrator. ”

Herre's gaze suddenly flickered, as if he had been kicked and turned to the side. Dearrando crouched down in front of his head, allowing his face to appear close to Fekren's magic mirror. His face was splattered with blood and minced flesh, which came from the dragon's back that had been smashed into minced flesh. A grim smile hung on his lips, and his blue eyes looked through the mirror at the group of people in the chamber.

"It's a great price to provoke me!This puppet is your example!" The white warhammer that had been randomly carried on his shoulders was lifted up, and then smashed Fecalen's magic connection. Zuihou's voice from the magic mirror was the cracking of bones that made people's teeth ache.

“...... Scared!" Zannaya gasped and fell backwards, slamming into the back of her comfortable recliner. He was silent for a second, and then immediately began to shout loudly, "Is this also a temporary hiatus? It will be restored in a moment, right? Ah, Mr. Feckelen, he won't just be completely killed, will he?"

Faelen turned his chair to face in the direction of Zannaya, frowning slightly. "Lord Zannaya, you are too excited, everything is under my control today, and that chess piece is supposed to test the opponent's strength...... What do you think of today's fight, Here?"

Zannaya looked to the side with Fikelen's gaze, a wall on the secret room suddenly opened, and Heray, who was unharmed, walked out of the room next door with a glowing circle on the floor, and said lightly: "The speed is about three times that of my current one, Liliang is five times that of mine, and I can barely get him injured." In addition to that white shape-shifting weapon, he also had a very sharp dagger. Now he is very difficult for us to take from the outside. ”

"Oops~ My dear Prince Here, it's great that you're okay, I was really worried about you just now. Zannaya suddenly realized that the person who was sent to death was nothing more than a remote-controlled puppet, and a smile was restored to his face.

But after he listened to Heray's answer, he couldn't help but worry again: "Then how can we deal with that kid, and that dragon, I didn't expect it to be so powerful." And the mage who popped up out of nowhere...... weishenme: I think it's a little familiar?"

"Hehehe...... It's an acquaintance, don't you recognize it as Fayle? You've had a lot of dealings with back then. Fei Karen let out a laugh that seemed to be very happy, "It seems that he is still so bold and greedy as he was back then, originally I was worried that my Jihua might not succeed, but with him, the odds of winning have increased a lot." ”

Zannaya wondered, "Isn't he dead?" why did he run to the boy instead, is he...... Is it a game set up by the gentleman?"

Fei Karen didn't reply, but looked down at his palm, and on the blue and white palm as cold and smooth as marble, a red circle continued to expand and shrink like breathing. If you look closely, you will find that it is a miniature circle formed by hundreds of extremely tiny magic spells, which is the blood magic that Faelon has connected to the red wart dragon. With the addition of the blood curse of the two maids, the monster is now a highly poisonous bait.

If it can't be crushed from the outside, then it will corrode from the inside, and now it's up to the prey when and how to swallow the bait. Fei Karen tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.

After Dearrando completely smashed Heray's body, and confirmed that the meat sauce could never be reborn, he changed the magic sword from the state of a warhammer to a two-handed greatsword, and then stabbed a sword from the back of the red wartosaurus, reaching the handle, and then pulled hard to open a circular hole in its back.

The muffled roar of the red wart dragon resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the reddish and fishy blood sprayed all over Deirlando's body, but soon turned into glowing spell characters and floated out of his body. The monster, which had been bitten by Reseth, finally fell to the island overwhelmed.

Diarrando glanced up at Reseth, who was passing by, trying to grab his prey with his claws, raised his hand to make a ready gesture to Fair on the dragon's back, and then jumped into the sliced red wartosaurus.