Hearing Fayer's warning, Dearlando immediately sent Reseth to find his target, and the dragon's perception was also excited by the huge energy mass that was slowly lighting up. The young dragon flew out with a swish, and it had been smelling particularly good since just now, and it had been waiting for a long time.

"Shaklin, you take the centaurs with Fayle!" Helley's longsword slashed at Deirlandor, and the two weapons made of the same magic collided, triggering a series of magical sparks that interrupted Diarlandor's words. Fortunately, Fair and Shakorin understood what they meant, and immediately set off and ran to the back of the temple.

Unlike last time, in addition to the electric light, there was also churning water vapor on Heray's sword, and Diarlandor took a look and found that the magic on this sword was very familiar, and it turned out to be the taste of the French Shark Knight. It turns out that the Liliang they took from Shakolin was used for this.

With the support of the same magic power as the Starlight Dragon, Hrey's weapon was not as vulnerable as the last time, and the two of them clanked a dozen moves in a row, and Hray was repelled a little with each succession, and was soon forced by Deirlandor to the side of the lava lake that had not yet completely cooled.

"It's too late!Once the furnace is lit, it will absorb all the magic around it, and if you attack it, you feed it, and the stronger you are, the stronger it will be!" said Here, smugly.

Diarrando was anxious, but his mouth did not relax at all: "Yes, it's so powerful, you still need to build one after another, and I see that you spend so much time to delay time, it must be that thing is not completely finished......"

Before the words fell, Dierlando's figure had disappeared from Hellley's face. Ryses has flown to his destination, summoning him to go over and rendezvous. Teleporting to Riseth's side, Dearlando found himself standing on an all-metal smooth, seamless platform that was an equilateral triangle, each about three hundred feet long.

The platform is also about two or three hundred feet high from the ground, and it is an inverted triangle, and the scaffolding around it has not been removed. At this moment, Ryses and himself landed right on one of the corners of the triangular platform.

In the middle of the metal platform was a large circle of people, mostly squatting, holding oil pot-like things with slender mouths in their hands pouring things on the metal. The rest held hands and hugged each other, humming something. All of them were women in blue priest robes, and there were probably fifty or sixty of them.

Ryses let out a low roar, "Bad guys, bad bugs!" as if waiting for Deirlandor to give him an order to attack immediately.

Because of their movements, the women all turned their heads, their faces under their hoods beautiful and serene, all of them looking exactly the same. Although the beautiful goose egg face has a little trace of time, it is still so smooth and fair, and the green eyes that are always so warm look at Diarlando affectionately, and many people's hoods gently slide off their smooth hair because of the movement of turning, and the golden cloud-like hair is rolled up by the powerful magical airflow, flying freely in the air.

"Elena!" Deirrando shouted in surprise, although he hadn't seen him for fifteen years, he would never admit that a woman who had been loved by his mother for more than ten years.

But then he understood what was going on in front of him, and the outburst of anger made him rush to the middle of the group of women at once, grab one of them, hold it high in the air, and ask loudly: "What did you disgusting worms do to Elena!"

Tata manipulated his doppelgangers to let out a rustling laugh, and the crowd parted with a hula. The doppelganger built at Zero Hour is not perfect, and although it has the outer skin of a human, the internal structure is almost the same as that of the bug, so it can't make the smoother sound of a human.

I didn't know that the owner of Weishenme had to imitate this woman herself, but when she saw Dierlando's anger, she smiled proudly.

"Don't worry~ I just imitated her appearance~ The woman is still very fresh, right next to part of my body. I haven't eaten her yet, not yet~" The Thousand Worm Man's ugly hoarse voice was interrupted, and Diarlando tore the Thousand Worm Man in his hand with his bare hands. A great rage swept through his body, and he swung his magic sword and slashed at the women who fled in all directions, screaming in all directions.

When the clones of the Thousand Worms were split, a large patch of black midges would be released, and Reses pounced on the flying insects, swirling them into a ball with a stream of air, and then swallowed them. It has read Dearlando's memories and knows the stakes of this thing, so it doesn't have a soft mouth at all when it comes to mouthing.

The women fled nimbly, making expressions and rustling mockery, provoking Diarandor and fueling his anger. Suddenly, the feeling of the target slashed by the magic sword changed, and it cut into a real body, and the warm blood drifted into the air along with the cracked limbs, splashing all over Deirlando's face.

This turn of events caused Dearlandor to suddenly fall into an ice cave and wake up from his anger. He immediately let go of his sword and reached for the woman who had been cut off half of her shoulder to see if it was really Elena.

The woman, half of her body stained red by blood, gasped faintly and could not speak, tears slowly flowed from her green eyes, and her cheeks, which were stained with a few drops of blood, were as white as snow in the harsh red contrast. Her remaining left hand lifted with difficulty, as if trying to touch Dearlandor's face.

Diarlando, who realized that he had accidentally injured the real Elena, panicked: "Oh, my God, Mom, are you in pain? Don't be afraid, I'll find someone to treat you." I'm sorry, Mom!"

Dillando picked up Elena's body, didn't care about anything else, turned his head and ran in the direction of the bottom of the mountain, where there should be a healing priest, as long as he didn't lose his breath, such an injury should be completely cured.

The body in his arms is soft and fragrant, just the familiar feeling and taste when he was a child, and the thin hair lingers on his neck and face. The only remaining consciousness allowed Elena to reach out and touch the child she hadn't seen in years, and Deirlando felt the hand move faintly in her arms. The vitality of that body was rapidly draining, because he had been blinded by anger, and he had made such a big mistake that his frustration and remorse almost drowned out Dirrando.

Just as he was about to run to the edge of the platform, a sharp stabbing pain suddenly pierced Dearlandor's chest, causing him to lose all strength and fall to his knees. The woman's body, which had fallen from his arms as he let go, rolled twice with inertia and escaped, and the woman's only remaining left hand was the sharp dagger that Dillandor pinned to her waist.

"My good boy~Mom is not afraid of pain~" Tata happily teased Diarrando in a human voice, and then let the bugs around him fly over and reform his right shoulder and right arm.

Because of the rush of time, I only had time to make a completely simulated clone, and this one is enough~ Fikelen said that Dearrando may have an extremely sharp weapon on his body, and when he was held in his arms just now, Tata easily touched it. Taking advantage of Dierlando's flustery, he poked it, but he didn't expect it to be effective.

"You!" blood spilled from his mouth, making him unable to even utter a complete sentence. Deerlander had never suffered such a serious injury in the flesh since he was born, and the silver-white blood flowed out quickly from the wound in his chest, and the shijie in front of him was rapidly turning red. Risen was completely enraged, and the young dragon's emotions rushed over him, almost drowning his consciousness.

Tata's clone didn't have a chance to say anything, and the angry young dragon grew to more than three hundred feet, and spewed out long flames in one breath, burning all the remaining Thousand Worms on the platform. After spewing fire, Resis landed beside Dearlandor and gently arched Diarlandor with his nose.

Diarlando, who was a little unconscious, subconsciously touched the young dragon's nose and tried his best to appease it, but with the blood flowing out, it seemed that there was still his own consciousness and liliang, although he wanted to sit up, but he couldn't do it at all.

Resis let out a terrible roar, it knew that it would take a lot of energy to heal the serious injuries of the symbiote, and now only the object under its claws had a huge amount of energy inside, and the dragon's instinct told it that the sweet and tempting amount of energy was wrapped under the all-metal shell, so it began to violently pound the metal object under its feet, scratching at the smooth metal surface, trying to completely lift the thing open.

Seeing the success of Tata's sneak attack in the magic mirror, Fei Karen and Zaanna** couldn't help but stand up, although the picture transmitted from the Thousand Worms was immediately engulfed in flames, but Fei Karen knew that he had succeeded. He immediately gave the order to Here, telling him to finish off the opponent quickly.

Zannaya's fat body trembled with excitement, and he happily took two steps, only to realize that such exercise had overloaded his overweight body. As soon as he sat down, the palanquin drivers immediately moved the chaise longue forward, right under his buttocks.

Fei Karen immediately set about awakening the new white dragon sleeping in the Mirror Lake, this dragon was an aquatic half-dragon transformed from the dragon egg of the Demon Dragon King, and its name was Sisos. The slender fingers of the blood elf were like playing a musical instrument, and they took the substance from the bottles and cans on the altar and flicked them onto the magic mirror. After a series of complicated operations, Feekelen slashed his finger with a bone knife and smeared his own blood on the magic mirror.

"Wake up, Sisos!"

Now that the great enemy has been eliminated, the Soul Forge has been activated, and this carefully proportioned human soul feast can make the new white dragon strong enough to fight the young dragon. Federen didn't expect to be able to defeat Reeth outright, he had a much more far-reaching jihua, and now this jihua has succeeded in the first step.

Located behind the Golden Dome Palace, the crescent-shaped lake named Mirror Lake is like a large prayer hall, and at this moment, the churning lake water seems to be boiled in its entirety, and in response to the change of the lake, the huge inverted triangular metal structure also begins to turn red and glow from the center.

Fayer had been leading Shakorin to run in front, and he was about to bypass the temple, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the dragon mark on his chest, and he fell to his knees as soon as his feet went limp. Shakolin thought he had tripped and kindly helped him up.

The mage's face was pale and sweating like rain, and he knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry! Then he lit an instantaneous teleportation scroll, sending Shacorin and himself to Dearlandor.