At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Horn's mouth, and he had captured this Milot for a while, so he must be able to get more information from his mouth.

Below the Dragon Cliff, it has been expanded by Dia to form a huge underground cage.

Underneath it is a complex terrain that is more defense-capable than the Dragon's Cliff Lair, and there are only three regulars here.

Driscott the black dragon drake, Nicol the green dragon, and Milot, the new tenant.

As they winded down the passageway, they saw Horn coming, and the kobolds who were guarding here hurriedly prostrate on the ground to greet their king.

In the past 15 years, the structure here has also undergone some changes, and it has to be said that even the most ordinary brick here has been specially reinforced by Dia with spells.

Sharp claws slashed across the ground, leaving only a shallow trail.

In the quiet passageway, Driscott's mad roar could be faintly heard, and 15 years of detention had made him extremely irritable, and the kobolds who guarded it were terrified.

"Has that green dragon been quiet all these years?"

Rather than Drisker's irascibness, Horn is more interested in the green dragon Cornier, a guy who is much more dangerous than the brainless black dragon drakemon.

Ai Jin, who followed, replied respectfully: "After the green dragon recovered from its injuries in the past 15 years, it has been extraordinarily calm, compared to the black dragon, the green dragon is indeed much more dangerous.

That's why Lord Diya comes every once in a while to inspect the secret room where the green dragon is imprisoned, and the monitoring of the green dragon is the strictest in the entire dungeon. ”

Horn nodded with emotion, 15 years have also made Dia's character calm, and she is extra cautious about dangerous things.

Traveled some distance through the passages of the dungeon before arriving at Milot's prison chamber.

A group of people are using magic items to carry out soul attacks on Milot, and the entire chamber is filled with holy water or weapons containing divine breath.

Milot was used as an experiment, testing the lich's resistance to these weapons, and there were people on the side who kept track of the data.

"These are the mages of the research institute, and they are the subordinate departments formed by the first batch of mages who have been trained to communicate with each other.

The improvement of spells, the streamlining and strengthening of enchanted weapons, and the development of magic items are considered to be the most financially expensive departments in the entire Starlight City, but they have also achieved some results.

They experimented with the Lich here, both for research and for execution. ”

"Tsk, a generation of extraordinary lichs has been reduced to this point!"

Horn came to the secret room and looked at Milot with a mocking expression, he could feel that the lich's mood at the moment was extremely unstable, it seemed that these three months had made this guy choke.

"I swear that I will extract your soul from the torture of eternal eternity, and I will make your body into a perfect bone dragon. Milot yelled almost madly.

"Presumptuous!"

The mage who studied Milot here immediately picked up the staff in his hand and released a holy light, and Milot immediately screamed like a flame.

"You'd better be respectful of Your Majesty!" the mage looked at Milott coldly, his tone cold to the extreme.

Horn took out a huge futon and lazily lay on it: "You go on, leave me alone!"

"Yes!" said the mage in the chamber respectfully.

Then Milot's screams in the entire secret room never stopped, and a group of mages surrounded him doing various spell experiments, but fortunately, the other party was a transcendental-level lich body, and the low-end spells did little damage to him, otherwise he would have been killed by this group of mages.

Horn watched as a mage cut off a handful of Milot's hair, placed it in a vessel, and then carefully placed it.

Then he took out his notes and began to take notes.

"Lich Experimental Conjecture 65: The body tissue of the lich is contaminated with the soul breath of the lich body, and the life box holds a mysterious connection between the soul and the body, whether it is possible to reverse deduce the specific location of the life box. ”

Horn saw that some powerful soothsayers could indeed deduce the location of the owner of certain items.

However, it is not easy to calculate the transcendental level of the Lich's life box, at least to the same level, after all, for their own life box, the Lich will definitely carry out strict protection, if it is easily found, the small life will be gone.

"You are not afraid that they will destroy this body of mine, and my body can create another body. ”

Milot endured the pain in her body and said to Horn through gritted teeth.

"It's okay to destroy it, when they've done enough experiments, I'll bury you in a dung pit and never turn over!"

Horn said in a flat tone, which made Milot angry enough.

This guy really wants to throw himself into the dung pit, and the other person's expression doesn't look like a joke.

The light in Milot's eyes flickered, and he said in a somewhat softened tone: "Why bother with such a situation that never stops, I will give you all the spells and wealth I know." ”

Horn turned a deaf ear and calmly looked at his mage, holding Milot for experiments.

"You are an ambitious dragon, if we don't work together, we will fully support you and help you conquer the surrounding kingdoms, after all, we have a lot of common topics. ”

Seeing that Horn was unmoved, Milot said: "The power we have is very strong, with all kinds of network resources, we can get everything you want for you." ”

"Really!" said Horn with a serious look.

"Of course!" Milot's heart rejoiced: "The killing is just to please my lord, and by the way, collect some materials." Essentially, we don't pose any danger to you. ”

"Give me your life box, and I'll believe everything you say!"

In an instant, the joy in Milot's heart disappeared, and he roared, "Impossible!"

The life box is his life, and if he hands it over, he will be held hostage for the rest of his life.

"I'm kind enough to talk to you about cooperation, why make the relationship so stiff?"

Milot roared for a while and then suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke in a sincere tone.

"Ben Long has never been afraid of any challenge, just rely on your organization to destroy one by one, after all, some guys who can't get on the stage. ”

Horn said in a flat tone: "Instead of giving you to the dunghole, maybe handing you over to some church organization should be able to sell for a good price, a transcendent lich head is very valuable."

Maybe they'll be able to find your life box, but I remember that there are several organizations on the mainland that can't get along with the evil forces, and they are professional in dealing with lich or something, so maybe they can find out your life box!"

Horn looked at Milot with interest and said, "Guess what will happen if they find your life box?"

"I guess your uncle...!"

"Someone, drag him out of the manure pit first, and contact the pastor of the Dawn Church by the way. ”

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