The great soul of the old came down in this ordinary house.

The Fallen Wings turned into a dragon's metal armor that covered Enid's body, leaving only a gap in the helmet, hiding two fierce beams of white flames.

Enid's voice was low and haughty:

"World, long time no see, I smell Arthur's little girl, but what about her knights and wizards? Why, it seems that none of them are in this country except for that stupid son of mine?"

The dragon burst out laughing:

"Sure enough, I knew that Arthur's Way of the Knight King was still lost to my Way of the Tyrant, and she was now a loner. ”

Hervin replied:

"Arthur is asleep, but he has also lost his ability to rule, and after all these years there are still many who are willing to follow her, but none of them are still loyal to you. ”

The evil king was a little surprised that King Arthur had fallen into a deep sleep.

But he didn't reveal his thoughts, and the voice coming from the armor was still arrogant:

"Have I allowed you to speak?"

Hewen was also not polite to King Bei:

"Allowed? is it just the broken soul you now cling to this armor and this girl?"

Enid looked up and laughed heroically:

"Hahaha, this king appreciates your courage, it seems that you know who I am, but if you know who I am, why would you ask such a question?"

The voice of the King of Humble grew cold:

"I am the king of dragons, I have ruled half of the continent with absolute power and power, countless soldiers have fought for me, my figure can cover the sky, my followers have become demons for me, even King Arthur has used tricks, and countless rebels can fight against me alone. ”

Hervin replied:

"None of this hides the fact that you are a loser. ”

The evil king was a little disappointed, he originally thought that Herwin was a smart man, and wanted to give him a chance to live, as his first courtier from the world, but unfortunately he couldn't cherish it.

What a pathetic impudent.

"Although you have offended me, the great king will not be angry at such a trivial matter, so I have decided to let you know the cause of your death. ”

The corners of Enid's mouth curled, and an evil smile appeared on her face:

"I am indeed a loser, and if I lose, I lose, but only King Arthur himself can call me that, and you, who are just a small mortal, have the right to dare to offend me. ”

The power that the White Dragon King's crippled soul could control was only less than one hundredth of the power of the Fallen Wings, which was simply insignificant, and it was difficult for mortals to deal with when they encountered a powerful point.

But he has not only the power of a dragon, but also the authority that comes from the essence of the soul, one of which is the authority of the king.

The tyrant of the Ancient Anglas Empire, capable of dominating all non-legendary intelligent races from his past rule.

The king's authority is also simple to use.

The demon dragon raised his palm and grasped it, aiming it at Hewen's chest, and burst out with a dazzling white light:

"Oberia is my kingdom, and you, as an Oberia, give your soul for your king. ”

Nothing happened.

The evil king coughed lightly and asked with embarrassment:

"You're from another continent?"

Hervin looked at the two flames on his helmet and said:

"Votigan, I'm not a Midgard. ”

The Evil King turned his head to look away, avoiding Herwen's gaze:

"Asgardians, giants of Eutenheim?" the Evil King took a moment to calm himself down, forcing himself and Hervin to continue to look at each other, "But whoever you are, you should not offend my dignity, this body belongs to me, and your provocation to her is also a provocation to me. ”

Fu Tigeng didn't continue to say that he was going to kill the other party, because if the other party was a god or a giant race, he could help him a lot in his great cause.

So he was going to give Herwin another chance.

Hewen Yaoyao's head:

"This body is not yours, it's my friend's. ”

Fu Tigen smiled:

"You mean Enid, I didn't erase her existence, and now I'm her, at least in part.

"Otherwise, how could I have talked so much nonsense with you, you should have paid the price for your rudeness and arrogance. ”

Hewen raised his right hand and made a suggestion:

"I want you to give her back her body and soul, and if you can, I'm willing to provide you with an alchemical body, and half an artifact. ”

Votigen glanced at the "glory of Ural" in his hand and refused:

"This is the most suitable body for my resurrection for thousands of years, more suitable to carry my strength and soul than my children.

"And it is indeed what belongs to me, and she has been made into the best vehicle, a sacrifice sacrificed to me by others, something that belongs to me. ”

Votigon asked:

"But that glove is indeed a good thing, and if you are willing to surrender to me and give it to me, I can make you my most honorable servant, enjoying eternal life and great power. ”

"And if you are not willing to surrender to me, I will let you return to the underworld, and you will not be able to save that wretched girl, she has become a part of me, killing me will only cause me to lose a little soul, but it will destroy her completely, and at best become an idiot. ”

Hervin's answer was to summon a cold snap with the glory of Urrel, and Frost climbed up the wall.

Votigan had run out of patience.

He is the tyrant of Ancient Englans, but he is also the most powerful and evil white dragon.

A hundred times more powerful than the cold current controlled by Hewen, the dead and cold winter emerged from the armor,

"The only mistake the bugs made was daring to challenge the Winter Dragon. Vottigan's voice was as indifferent as winter itself.

The blizzard raged in the living room, devouring everything that was placed in it, the paintings, the wooden tables, the sofas, the walls, all changed the molecular structure by the magic of the white dragon and turned into ice sculptures.

And Hewen, who had just raised his hands, was no exception.

Hewen, whose entire body had turned to frost, still retained the firm and calm expression he had at first, and it seemed that life had passed from him before he could react.

"A powerless hero, a hero who lacks strength is nothing but a failed court jester, unable to stop this king, or even to make me laugh. ”

He really thought that the other party was some kind of powerful creature, so he used the cold winter authority that belonged to the white dragon.

But it seems that Hewen didn't even have the ability to resist, so he was completely killed by him, it seems that he is still too affected by mortal souls, so there is a so-called worry.

After all, in the past, except for that naïve knight king, no one had ever been able to make him take it seriously, he was the most powerful evil, he was the most terrifying natural disaster itself.

"Such an artifact is too wasteful in the hands of a mortal like you. ”

He reached out to take the glory of Ulral, only to find that his arm was unusually heavy.

"Oh, do you realize the fact that if I touch him, he will disintegrate like dust? ”

Fu Tigen laughed out loud:

"Hahaha, it's been a long time since I've been so happy, I've almost forgotten how wonderful it feels to trample on others, don't worry, it's not just him, his little niece, your teacher, and most of the residents of New England are going to the underworld to accompany him. ”

The purest evil overwhelmed grief and resistance, and the white dragon reached out to grab Hewen.