Garon sped up, the snow around him getting denser and denser, but he always felt that there was danger behind him that he couldn't shake off.

"The soul ring won't lie to me, it looks like I'm in big trouble!" Garon had long expected that the disharmony between his soul and body would cause trouble, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

His heart was faintly anxious.

But because of holding the ice stalagmite, the speed can't be improved at all, and the only thing that is a little consoling is the large amount of potential aura that continues to pour into the body in the ice stalagmite.

In just such a short period of time, there is now a little bit of attribute again.

Garon hurriedly added it to the speed, and suddenly felt that the speed had increased by a bit. The anxiety in my heart relaxed a little.

The wind and snow in front of him were white, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and he didn't know what direction he was flying, but he knew that if he didn't fly, once he was caught up by the danger behind, the result might not be as wonderful as he imagined.

The power level of this world is too high, and the research on the soul is too developed, so there is no way to hide and hide well.

Sou

Suddenly, Garon seemed to hear something behind him.

He listened intently, and suddenly his face changed, and he sank down fiercely, leaving his original position.

Laugh at!

Just as he sank, a black light flew through his original sky, bringing out a series of afterimages that disappeared after breaking through the wind and snow in front of him.

Garon had a faint sweat on his forehead, and he raised his left paw, and there was a deep crack on the back of the hardest claw, which was cut by the snowflakes that were shot away by the black light when he dodged just now.

"It's really a big problem," he said, flapping his wings faster.

Soon he floated up and down again, avoiding the trail of the black light.

Holding the ice stalagmites tightly, Garon used all his strength. Flying forward at a high speed, not daring to stop at all. If there was still a little doubt just now, then there is no need to guess now, the guy in the back is terrifyingly strong, and he is not able to resist it now.

Fortunately, Garon's fighting realm is too high. has a grasp of the surrounding environment within a certain range, otherwise it would be too late to dodge the black light.

The unknown enemy behind him also seemed to find this trick unsuccessful, and immediately did not make another move, but fell silent.

Garon didn't think the other party had given up.

Soon the ice stalagmites gave him a little more attributes. He quickly increased his speed again. The flight speed suddenly increased again.

The enemy behind him seemed a little surprised, and he didn't know how he kept increasing his speed.

In the wind and snow, the Pain Knight was in total darkness. Flying through the snowflakes with a black light, it faintly locked onto a small thing that was flying in front of it. It's just that the wind and snow are too big, the distance is a little far, and the first shot failed to get it, and the little thing that guide zhì is a little vigilant. The speed has increased.

"This is not the speed of ordinary baby dragons," Pain Knight was slightly surprised.

But for the sake of the Lord's commandment. Although he couldn't catch up with the speed, he still insisted on catching up.

It's creatures who are always tired, and he's different

He looked down at a red symbol on the greatsword, hesitated, but still didn't activate.

It was the mark of the undead, and the moment it struck the claw of the little young dragon just now, it had already hit the mark on the young dragon, as long as it was opened. You can instantly pull them into the hell of blinding, forming a one-on-one death match with yourself.

But this is the strongest ability of the Knight of Pain, once used. There are no two or three hundred years to recover it, for the sake of a mutated soul, it will not be used until the last moment.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, a day passed.

Garon had already absorbed all the potential of the ice stalagmite, and there were thirteen more attributes in his body. But he didn't add all the speed to it, and now the speed was enough to hang the enemy behind him. Attribute points are precious, but they are not used so casually. Not to mention. He had a hunch that even if he focused on speed, he might not be able to get rid of the enemy behind him.

It was a hunch, for no reason, but Garon unconsciously believed it.

After a full day of high-speed flight, Garon's body was no longer tired, and he needed to rest.

Even if he has soul power nourishment, he is still the body of an ordinary young dragon, and it is very good to be able to support such a long escape.

The enemy behind him sometimes took advantage of his exhaustion to slow down and close the distance, which frightened Garon to speed up.

But he also saw the appearance of the pursuer behind him.

It was an empty knight's armor with two green flames burning in its eyes, similar to the undead knights in the Legacy Memory.

"I knew! damn it!" Garon had long expected that his soul anomaly would be discovered by a master of soul research, but he didn't expect this premonition to come so quickly.

After only one trip, he encountered a necromantic creature chasing and killing.

The latter goods can't be shaken off at all, and Garon doesn't know what to do for a while. He was completely disoriented around here, flying around in the snowstorm, unable to find anything to locate at all. He was glad that he hadn't encountered a high-level elder monitor lizard after flying for so long, otherwise he would be doomed now.

Howl!

Suddenly, a violent woman's screams suddenly sounded behind him.

A burst of green ripples instantly cleared all the wind and snow from behind, completely piercing the position between the knight and Gareon.

Ripple hit Garon directly into his body without hindrance.

Garon stiffened and paused in mid-air for a moment.

Burst!

Tiny wounds exploded all over his body, and white blood splattered from the wounds.

A pain from the depths of his soul suddenly shook Garon's head and almost wanted to fall headlong.

His heart tightened suddenly, he thought that he could just hang and run for his life, but he didn't expect that suddenly the guy behind him broke out into this terrifying attack.

He recognized the spell.

The Infernal Horn Level 7 spell mimics the failed product of the Ninth Level Banshee's Howl, but it has the same terrifying lethality against the soul.

This is a special skill only found by the most powerful of the necromantic creatures, the Pain Knight!

"The Pain Knight is in trouble!" Garon felt that he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes, and when he came out, he encountered a seventh-level creature. He is now an ordinary fourth-level creature, and he actually casually provokes a seventh-level chase.

Habitually holding back the pain, Garon looked towards his status bar.

At this glance, the status of the status bar suddenly made his heart jump heavily.

'Samuel 5 - Strength 21 (19), Agility 17 (15). Physique 12 (10), Intelligence 17 (15) and Potential 89%. Soul Limit 170

Level 1 Dragon Might. Level 1 Arcane Foundation.

Tormented by the Curse of Purgatory: All attributes drop by two points per hour, and positive energy needs to be expelled, otherwise you can only wait for three days of rest before it can be automatically lifted. If there is no positive energy to cancel, the average 5-point attribute will be permanently lost. Note that this curse stacks. ’

Unexpectedly, the average attribute has all been reduced by two points!

And it's not just that. A feeling of weakness that he had never felt before continued to spread through his body, and Garon felt as if his body was like a leaky bucket, flowing out of his strength in a steady stream.

He noticed the Infernal Curse sign at the bottom of the back, and his heart was broken.

Drop two points per hour, and at the end if there is no positive energy to offset it. Actually lose an average of five stats permanently!

This is simply perverted!

Once the end is not voluntarily lifted.

The sum of the four attributes is a loss of twenty points! Isn't this all the attribute points he earned this time in vain?

Garon even noticed that his four soul rings overlapped each other, and there was already a trace of crack in the roar just now.

Obviously, this attack of the other party is too powerful, and it is completely aimed at the soul, which is very strong.

It's no wonder that the powerhouses of this world can even capture creatures from other dimensions and planes at will for research.

"What to do?" he was vaguely anxious, if at first he had the idea of dragging down the enemy behind him, after discovering that the guy was undead, he completely gave up this plan. The undead don't get tired.

And he also noticed. As a final hint about the curse, the Infernal Curse stacks.

"Holy! This thing can still be stacked!?" he wanted to scold his mother for the first time.

In one case, his soul ring will be cracked, and he may permanently lose twenty attributes. One more time, that's worth it!

He guessed that it might be that his level was too low and his physique was not enough, so the immunity was not strong enough, after all, it was a seventh-level spell, and he carried it down as a fourth-level creature, and he didn't die yet. This in itself is already very surprising, in general. That's when the miracle happens. Even though the Infernal Curse itself does not kill enemies with a Momentless Death, but weakens them. But in the case of the baby dragon, it is already very remarkable.

Three levels were crossed.

Although he was flustered, Garon's years of experience made him calm down in an instant, and he suppressed a qiē superfluous feeling.

In this case, the other party does not know what means to use to locate themselves, and the failure rate of hiding is too high, so they can only escape.

But if it's such a simple escape, sooner or later you will die.

Garon's soul power slowly vibrated in his heart. He began to carefully sense the presence of all the creatures around him. Although he can't explore outside his body with soul power, he still has the innate ability of the demon kings, and the dream realm is controlled.

As one of the Demon Kings of Koyinta, he encountered the most troublesome incident, that is, he was discovered by the enemy in his weakest state, and once he was discovered, the situation was also disastrous when the Demon Kings were not yet grown.

Although they grow very quickly, when they are discovered at such times, they are only one or two levels higher than the survival of ordinary creatures of the same level.

A person like Garon who can resist spells that surpass his own level three is already very strong.

It's like holding a balloon to resist a steel knife, and you can actually resist it, and the balloon doesn't explode. It's a miracle!

The soul ring slowly vibrate, and in the dangerous situation, all the surrounding creatures were determined to come out, and appeared in Garon's mind, and a large amount of soul power was violently consumed. He didn't care at all, if he was still stingy with these little things at this time, it would really be over.

"Lower left!"

He sharply positioned the direction, and the soul ring gave him the safest guidance in the dark, although the same direction was also very dangerous, but compared to the other directions, it was much better.

Garon would never believe that he would die in the wind and snow so inexplicably, since the opponent did not solve him in the first place, obviously there were other considerations, as long as there was a buffer, there would definitely be a turnaround.

He has always believed in this.

"It's been a long time of peace, and I seem to be starting to relax" Garon began to reflect on himself, whether he had been living too easily and comfortably, so that he actually fell into such a Jedi without realizing it.

The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier.

He flapped his wings at an accelerated pace and swooped down to the left.

"Did you run so fast and struggle at the end?" the Pain Knight sensed the young dragon in front of him from a distance, and had noticed that its speed had decreased. The original intention of unleashing another Infernal Curse slowly faded.

"It looks like it only takes a little bit of time to catch it. No need to spend too much energy"

He glanced at the runes on the greatsword, but it didn't activate after all.

An acceleration, and he jerked back in to catch up.

The wind and snow were separated by a vacuum around him, and not a single snowflake actually touched his armor. (To be continued)