Toshan Ainan, when Gedel fell into the hands of Dunstrano, this weak human took care of this "fellow" all night long when Drow was suffering from the torture and training.

However, on the way to find freedom in Gedel, those rewards of kindness and warmth are cold blades.

Holding the hilt of the Mithril sword, Gedel stirred the blade deep into the wound and silently prayed to the cruel goddess in the lips of Drow: "Lolth tlu mallajal Quarval-shares!"

This is the drow elves that the Spider Goddess has spent a long time domesticating in the dark regions, and killing and betrayal have truly become their instincts. Because all the drow elves who have a little kindness and mercy are out of the game under the reverse elimination deliberately led by the half-crazy mother spider, most of the drow can only switch between the abuser and the masochist, and even don't know how to express the word "warmth......

And in the final analysis, all this is just an abandoned woman's deep hatred for her bisexual husband.

The silver dragon with the hilt of the sword raised its head slightly, staring at the hand that held its body, and then used a sigh as a footnote to the sinner's actions.

Immediately, the dragon's head and throat were upside down, and the dragon's neck went up, biting Gedel's wrist fiercely, the dragon's teeth were curved like hooks, sharp as needles, but hollow like straws, and in the blink of an eye, gurgling blood flowed out along the long sword!

The Mithril Sword was dyed bright red in the blink of an eye, as if the Mithril that cast the sword body had also changed its nature, and a warm current poured out from between the blades, and more vitality poured into Tuoshan's body with the blades—

On the blade of the sword, the talisman manifests, and the aura condenses like a substance, giving birth to the vision of heaven and man scattering flowers and immortal officials holding Jane!

The immortal official led by Gao Cai Xu has a mustache with a hidden gangsterism, wears a crown on his head, wears a cloud curtain and a crane, and sings in a simple way: "Yin and Yang refining change, Chiling Donghuan." Take the surplus and make up for the shortcomings, and the way of heaven is natural. Under the spirit chapter, the remains of the gods are solidified. The true talisman is also formed, and the soul is complete. The star official made a life, and the name was noted. Like a vine, it is inseparable!"

After singing, this little immortal official knocked the jade slip in his hand to the red devil sword: "The alliance of destiny has been made, and I won't let go yet!"

Yu Jian knocked it down, and the magic sword let out a long groan, and it was pulled out of Tuoshan's torso, but there was no trace of blood, and even the sword wound on Tuoshan's body was healed in an instant as the sword blade was pulled out.

If it weren't for the sword wound that left a sword blade piercing his coat, no one would believe that the man in front of him was still dying just now.

But compared to the ruddy-faced Torsugi, Gedel's face was not so good-looking, as if he had just been "lucky" by a dozen vampires in turn, and his ebony skin actually revealed a sickly paleness.

As a drow aristocratic male who had come into contact with the path of mysteries, although Gedel couldn't understand what kind of poetry the little celestial creature in front of him was singing, he knew one thing clearly-

His vitality flowed backwards into the weak human slave in front of him along this cursed magic sword at the moment when the silver dragon on the hilt of the sword bit the blood vessel.

Not only that, but his soul was also sucked out of this blood-sucking magic sword and transferred into the human body!

- What a cruel and wicked cursed sword!

Looking at Gedel's face that had lost too much blood, the immortal official lifted the jade slip, patted the handsome face, and said in the continental lingua franca: "The real name of this sword is 'Tongmingqi', and it is an immortal sword forged by Xia Yuan Taiyijun specifically for you. Before this sword was opened with blood, it was just a mouthful of mortal iron, but after Toshan Ainan sacrificed the sword with the blood of his heart, half of your soul was taken, and since then he and Toshan Ainan have become the same person, which is really gratifying. ”

Speaking of this, the Jade Jian Immortal Officer chuckled, and the Jade Jian nodded Gedel's forehead: "Having someone with the same fate is also a good thing for you." You've probably heard of magicians who want to live forever and choose to turn themselves into undead creatures like lichs, who cut out their lives and souls and store them in their life boxes. So that the box of life is not destroyed, and they will never die. You are the same as Toshan Ainan, and it should be said that Tosugi is your lifebox. ”

The Jade Jian Immortal Official talked eloquently, but when he realized what the celestial creature in front of him was expressing and what the "life box" meant, Gedel just let out a low curse, and the resentment in it could almost be turned into poisonous gas, but it still looked so powerless in front of the Jade Jian Immortal Official: "Vloth dos (May the darkness devour you)!"

"Don't look at me like that. Yu Jian Xianguan lifted the hem of the crane with one hand and jumped onto Gedel's shoulder, "Obedient good children have candy to eat, and disobedient bad children have the same candy to eat after learning." You're in a much better state than the bone-breaking skeletons who call themselves lichs. First of all, you are still a living creature, your heart is still beating, your blood is still flowing, your tongue can taste good wine, and you can hug the person you like. The magic and divine powers that target the undead won't work for you, and with that alone, those perverted dead lichs with skeletons or embalming fat on their bodies will be envious and jealous to the point of madness. ”

"Secondly, if the lich's lifebox is not destroyed, then even if the body is purified into ashes by divine power, it can still be reborn in the near future, and it is still a good skeleton. It's the same with you, no matter what kind of trauma you have suffered, whether it is a thousand swords or a fire and thunder, as long as he is okay, you can start all over again, such an immortal body is much stronger than the resurrection magic played by the priests of the gods. You know, resurrection magic not only requires a whole corpse, but also brings memory loss, how can an immortal like you be useful. ”

Glancing at his little guinea pig, the Jade Jian Immortal Official continued to say happily: "Of course, those powerful gods who have studied the way of death deeply may have a way to kill you, but such gods themselves are quite rare. Rose, that mad woman, if she is willing to risk her true body to descend into the main physical realm, can also destroy you. But I'm sure you don't have such serious self-destructive tendencies, do you?"

Speaking of this, the Jade Jian Immortal Officer turned his head to look at Tuoshan Ainan: "This Zhuo and his soul are entrusted to you, Ainan. For the good of both of you, please take care of him and try to lead him towards the path of perfection, which I believe will be good for you. Moreover, it is also a good thing for Mr. Idriel Raymond Getton that the Wooden Shoe Brothers Cooperative has such an employee of the Demon Martial Arts Double Cultivation. ”

Speaking of this, the Jade Jian Immortal Official sat directly on Drow's forehead: "Come and celebrate, Gedel, the world and way of life you know are gone, today is Gedel's death day, and it is also your new birthday, in order to celebrate this meaningful day, how about changing your name?"

He was answered by a silent lip, and there was no doubt that there would never be a good word in it.

......

.........

"Adult Zhuo who has been soaking in Rose's dirty water for a long time......" Shimoto Taiichichi-kun, who was walking towards the Black Dragon's Nest, sighed softly, "Even if it is a lump of iron, it will be hot if you cover it for a long time." But Zhuoer, who is shrouded in such a dark society, is really not warm and uncooked, his heart is too cold and too hard, and he has basically lost the function of perceiving kindness and warmth. If the Drow society wants to get rid of the shadow of the god Rose, it can only start from the two sentences of 'children who have never eaten people, or there is also "save the children". ”

Reciting the famous words of the great writer, the whispering voice was muffled by the roar of the dragon.

Between the roads of Skull Harbor, the pale black smoke overflowed, but the smoke did not look like someone had burned too poor quality coal in a boiler, and the smoke could not feel the slightest temperature, and it was a pain in the skin that pierced the heart.

Even a dwarf in leather armor and an iron helmet will rot and the iron helmet will rust if he takes a few more steps in this smoke.

This is the power of the old black dragon combining its corrupting venom with its own powerful magic.

Where the smoke fills the air, the veins of water decay, the plants and trees decay, and the creatures that stay in the smoke will also turn into rotting corpses.

Just as the old black dragon withered and withered its skull like a skeleton, the place it inhabited would be reduced to a realm of corpses and ghosts.

Those who did not have time to escape from this dead realm rolled on the ground in pain.

Although Urkhalindaurus lacked pity for these weak "inferior creatures", he was also in no mood to target them. Just the corrupting power that accompanies Long Wei is enough to bring too much misfortune.

Compared with the skin itself, the fragile corneas and respiratory mucous membranes of humans, dwarves, and elves are more susceptible to erosion by the power of corruption, and the people who fall to the ground are weeping and coughing up blood, and they can't even call for help.

The orc cook at the "Sleeping Gentleman" bar is one of these unfortunates.

Although he is an old fritter who lives in Skull Harbor and can always choose the fastest escape route at the first time, his leg wounded by the elf finally wears him down. And under the dragon power of an ancient dragon, even if a person with good legs, where can he escape?

Walking on this mournful street, Xia Yuan Taiyi frowned, and then raised his voice and shouted: "Where is the corrupt immortal official?"

At the beginning of the shouting, Feng Ming revived, but when he saw the Feng Xian official wearing a red jade crown, wearing a red robe, and holding the sword of Danyan, he descended suddenly!

Danfeng roared, the fire was self-generated, between the broken walls and remnant beams, the fire lotus bloomed angrily, and the heat was sown, although Long Wei was there, the strange force that corroded all things was repulsed in a blink of an eye!

The immortal official opened the way, the true flame broke the filth, and the people who had not died for a while finally had a trace of life, using their hands and feet together, just desperately struggling towards safety.

As the flames burned, there were even more clouds of fire, blowing on these unfortunate people who were involved in the dragon war.

The clouds of fire blow, but they turn into sparks, quietly blending into people's bodies, and in the blink of an eye, they grow into vitality. The person who had just fallen to the ground and coughed up blood became radiant in the blink of an eye, even the orc cook who was not very dexterous in his legs and feet, running at this moment seemed to be back to the years when he once served in the orc army!

The fire phoenix is clear, the fire lotus is pure, and Ulharin Daurus just looks like a skeleton, and it's not a pair of dragon eyes that are really rotten, of course, I also saw the vision here.

What followed was the arrogance of the dragon's nature.

A cunning black dragon, and an ancient dragon who had made a pact with a legendary magician, naturally knew more about the mysteries of magic than his kind.

After instantly recognizing the illusion of the Fire Phoenix Red Lotus in its deep eyes, what kind of power was working-

It is not uncommon for the flame itself to have the characteristics of the fire element. But in addition to the flames themselves, life, purification, the sun, and justice, which were unrelated and should have been controlled separately by many gods, were fused together.

That's a big problem in itself.

Neither the priest of Lansendel, the Lord of the Dawn, nor the priest of Tyre, the god of justice, nor the druids who followed the Father of Nature, could show such means.

After all, some magicians can also reach the upper realms such as Heavenly Mountain, and can borrow the power of good planes such as Heavenly Mountain to develop new spells.

Equally not.

No matter what kind of magic it is, it must go through the weaving of magic, and as an old black dragon, Ulharin Daurus should have sensed the surge of magic power a long time ago-

But the fluctuation of magic power also does not exist, as if these powers do not exist in the outside world, but are shaped by the half-elf who walks slowly all the way!

The dragon's voice sounded: "Ask for yourself, distort the objective existence with the power of the mind, master of spiritual energy, why are you coming to stop me?"

(Anti-piracy below, to be corrected later)

Toshan Ainan, when Gedel fell into the hands of Dunstrano, this weak human took care of this "fellow" all night long when Drow was suffering from the torture and training.

However, on the way to find freedom in Gedel, those rewards of kindness and warmth are cold blades.

Holding the hilt of the Mithril sword, Gedel stirred the blade deep into the wound and silently prayed to the cruel goddess in the lips of Drow: "Lolth tlu mallajal Quarval-shares!"

This is the drow elves that the Spider Goddess has spent a long time domesticating in the dark regions, and killing and betrayal have truly become their instincts. Because all the drow elves who have a little kindness and mercy are out of the game under the reverse elimination deliberately led by the half-crazy mother spider, most of the drow can only switch between the abuser and the masochist, and even don't know how to express the word "warmth......

And in the final analysis, all this is just an abandoned woman's deep hatred for her bisexual husband.

(End of chapter)