"Is it worth it to do it in order to get rid of another soul. ”

The green-robed woman seemed to be talking to herself, and two wipes of mist slowly floated up from the body of Geraint, which had become a pile of meat sauce under her feet. One condensed into the appearance of a young deacon, and the other into a dragon with a triangular head. The deacon youth is naturally Geraint, and the three-cornered dragon is the appearance of Pierre's body, but both of them are only the last wisp of remnant soul left at this moment, which may dissipate at any time.

"Geraint, what do you mean by this woman, you know her? It just so happens that we have all lost our bodies, so let's borrow her body and go back to the Ancestral Dragon Realm first. ”

"Pierre, I advise you not to be impulsive, this is ......"

Pierre was now bent on rushing back to the Ancestral Dragon Realm, and he couldn't listen to Geraint's persuasion at all, so he wanted to forcibly occupy the green-robed woman's body.

The green-robed woman lightly lifted her lips, and a slender hand like a condensed jade slowly poked out.

"Reincarnation, Reincarnation, Return"

Piel was horrified, he felt that his soul was changing, but he was completely out of his control, and his consciousness was watching from the perspective of a bystander.

At first, a dragon egg appeared, the dragon egg shattered, and a crystal clear space dragon broke out of its shell, and the three eye-catching dragon horns on the dragon's head indicated that this young dragon was Pielle.

Soon, the triangular dragon cub began to grow, from awakening the bloodline of the emperor dragon to killing the opponent for the first time, in the long years of Pielle, the Zhuang Zhuang that he experienced was presented in front of the green-robed woman like a marquee.

Time came to the 1,800th century when Piel became a seventh-order emperor, and during this period, various races rose to prominence, and a large number of powerful warriors emerged. In the absence of the ancestral dragon, the supremacy of the dragon clan has been challenged like never before.

As soon as the picture turned, on a barren planet tens of thousands of times the size of Daist, humans, orcs, elves, elemental people, natural elves, goblins, ...... Tens of thousands of races came together to form the Alliance of All Races. And they were facing the strongest dragon clan lineup sent by the remaining eleven ancestral dragons in addition to the Time Ancestral Dragon, and Piel was naturally among them.

The screen jumps again, and the giant planet has disappeared. Countless mutilated corpses and gravel floated in the universe, adding an insignificant touch of red to the starry sky. No one knows how many people died in that battle, and how many races were completely lost in one battle.

In this battle, Pierre was suppressed by hundreds of proud gods of war and ultimate magicians, and his body turned into cosmic dust and completely dissipated, and his soul returned to the dragon mound.

This is Pierre's life, even if he dies, he pulls hundreds of alliance powerhouses who besiege him to back, and he definitely doesn't have the name of the dragon clan.

Just as Pierre wondered how the green-robed woman had made her past so close, she pulled out a green quill pen.

"Reincarnation: Writing"

Pierre's consciousness still can't return to his soul, and the scene has returned to the egg he was born again.

"Space Dragonborn, your fate was doomed 100,000 years ago, and now your survival is only a matter of killing, and I, Isabella Daist, now sentence you to eternal reincarnation. ”

The quill pen in the green-robed woman's hand drew a slight "cross", and Pielle's dragon egg seemed to be banned, and the originally strong vitality fluctuations gradually weakened, until it completely stopped moving and became a stillborn child.

"You you, you, you, the one, the ......"

Pierre finally realized the identity of the green-robed woman before his last consciousness dissipated, but his fate has been rewritten from the root of his soul, and from now on, the name "Pierre" will never appear in the history of the dragon clan again.

......

"Young Space Dragonborn, you successfully forced that child to use the power of the Ancestral Dragon's Soul, and according to the agreement, I have also freed you from the entanglement of another soul. Now, I will resurrect you, and this is the end of our deal. ”

The green-robed woman, to be precise, Isabella Dest, the ancestral dragon of fate, casually sprinkled a ray of light, and Geraint's shattered body was restored in the blink of an eye.

"It is a privilege for Geraint to make a deal with the Venerable Master of Destiny, Her Majesty Isabella. ”

Restored to her original state, Geraint once again took on the form of a young deacon, and offered her most sincere thanks to Isabella.

"There is nothing to be thankful for, just to each according to his needs. If I really want to say, I should thank you, without your stimulation, the child would not have taken this step so quickly. ”

"Are you talking about Lord Sawo, why do you care so much about a human...... Oh, it's Jaylant over. Geraint cleverly put an end to the conversation.

"Because of Pierre, you can speak in front of Alet, and now you ask me to completely erase him, are you not afraid of Alet's punishment?"

"Honorable Isabella, no one likes to have another person in their body, and ...... I hate senseless killing. ”

"Killing is the stupidest way to show your strength, your thoughts will change your fate because of it, and whether it's good or bad depends on your choices in the future. I'll go and say on Are's side, maybe the next time we meet, that kid will surprise you. ”

"Do you mean Your Excellency Soar, I'm really looking forward to it. In this way, it will be troublesome for His Majesty to bother, and Geraint will retire. ”

Geraint kept her usual smile and slowly faded away. In some deserted place, when Geraint reappeared, his back was already wet with cold sweat, and his whole body was panting, and he could no longer maintain his previous calm.

"I feel like I'm suffocating just by a clone, and Isabella's strength is perhaps more terrifying than that of Alet. Can make these two humans pay attention at the same time...... The next time I meet him, maybe he'll really surprise me. ”

......

As soon as Geraint left, Isabella continued to pick up the green quill and sketch it.

"Deguhir, Olifia, only you are by the side of that child can keep him from breaking down, so...... Come back. ”

As the tip of the pen fell, Miranda, who had fallen into the turbulence of space and didn't know life and death, and Lan Lan, who had exhausted her strength and had no life, appeared in front of Isabella.

The two of them had ruddy faces, and their chests were slightly undulating, and there was no sign of any bad behavior.

"Go, go back to the kid. Protect him well until he can get to that point...... Hehe, I didn't expect that I also had a time of fantasy. ”

The green-robed woman suddenly laughed, and the voice sounded like an eighteen-year-old girl at first, waiting to be released. But when you listen carefully, she looks like a mother who is full of expectations for her son, which makes people sound like a spring breeze.

"Daist, your mission is over, now, come back too. ”

Isabella flicked her pen again, and the bleak core rekindled, and the terrible lava returned to the center of the earth, the cracks closed, the sea rose, and the greenery crept up to Daist again...... As if nothing had happened, Daist returned to the jade-like planet again.