The stunned mage watched as Aikin carried Milot away, his movements not dragging his feet in the slightest.

Milot, who was quick to speak, realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately became anxious, no one wanted to be buried in a dung pit.

This bastard didn't even come to the basic routine of negotiation, and wanted to exchange chips between each other, but now it was suddenly disrupted.

"Your Excellency Dragon, how about we talk?"

"What is there to talk about. Horn squinted at Milot, "Take your loyal city with you to accompany your master!"

"Loyalty is not such a thing, just take what you need!" Milot looked at Horn seriously, "I can tell you everything I know!"

"Oh!" Horn looked at Milot with an indifferent expression, "Aren't you afraid that the one behind you will trouble you?"

"Having reached my level, do you think I would easily serve an being?"

Milot's expression was flat, and he was not ashamed of the betrayal: "I am an immortal being, and I have a long life. It was only by chance that they joined the Death Fall, mainly for the resources behind them, of course, to please the undead monarch and accept a little reward, and to adjust the boring years. ”

"You're pretty calm. ”

Horn didn't expect Milot to be so indifferent, but it would be easier to get information without discipline.

After all, he became a lich in order to gain eternal life, and the desire to survive was expected by Horn.

The two men arrived in a secret dungeon chamber, and Horn motioned for Aikin to put him down.

"Hehe! I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of His Excellency the Dragon for hundreds of years. ”

Milot let out a sigh of emotion at first, and then said, "What do you want to know?"

"Death, and the one behind you!"

"It is said that he was once the king of a human empire, but unfortunately his generation was defeated by an even more powerful empire, and no amount of recovery could change the outcome.

So the king fell and returned as an undead, recovering all the lands and defeating rival empires in 50 years, and finally became an immortal monarch of death!

The long years have made the world forget his original name, and only know him as the King of War. ”

Speaking of this, Milot showed a hint of admiration: "This War King not only unified the plane he was in, but even more terrifying was to directly transform the people of the entire plane into undead creatures. ”

Such a ruthless character is definitely worthy of admiration for them as undead creatures.

"He loved to kill, or war, and to watch the people he raised build vast empires and then destroy them himself. The greater the war and the more terrible the casualties, the more he rejoices in it, and the reward he receives as a way to please him, which is perhaps one of his few hobbies!"

"As for the death victims, they are nothing more than the forces built up by his followers, most of whom are people who are like to provoke killings by extremists.

I joined in in a daze, and I had to stay in it for decades, and it felt good!"

"What other noteworthy characters are inside!"

Horn listened to it for a long time, and had a certain understanding of the origin of the organization of the Death Fall, the War Monarch is not a true god, and now he only thinks that he is a quasi-god (demigod).

The classification of the gods of the multiverse is as follows: weak divine power (quasi-god, demigod), weak divine power, medium divine power, high divine power, and great divine power.

"There is a necromancer named Quinton in it, and a lich named Liv, the two of them are also transcendent mages, the most powerful is Quinton, his strength has been hidden and no one knows it, but he has definitely not reached the legendary realm. ”

Milot said with great certainty, "And then there's Leaf, his strength is on par with mine, kill him if possible!"

I'll tell you where Deathfall's base camp is, and how Leaf is now planning an attack on Zedu by the northern barbarians. ”

How could Horn not understand that Milot wanted to kill people with a knife, and it was normal for each other to calculate with each other, after all, they were not good people.

Speaking of the barbarians in the north, he couldn't help but think that Starlight City seemed to have an arms trade with many races in the north.

The barbarians alone have purchased many weapons from them over the years, far more than the other races combined.

Perhaps we should also pay attention to the north.

In the entire Starry Sky Forest, except for the Forest of Wise Words, any force is what he wants to solve, and the reason why the Blood Thorn Royal Court can exist is that Nelson is to lure out the Corrupt Dragon Mother.

Once this threat is resolved, there is no need for the Blood Thorn Court to exist.

Getting the information he wanted from Milot, Horn waved Aikin to return him to the cell.

At this moment, Milot was sure that the dragon in front of him had no intention of killing him, and he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief knowing that his life was temporarily saved.

"Your Excellency Dragon, in fact, I can also be loyal to you, I only need you to provide me with enough spell research, mutual benefit and win-win, and create brilliance together!"

"It's not very demanding, it's still a real master, think about it!"

Milot's screams echoed through the dungeon before drifting away.

For this kind of guy who sells himself without a bottom line in order to save his life, Horn tends to take him under his command, after all, such a real villain is still relatively easy to deal with.

However, for this kind of person, unless he gets the other party's life box, Horn will not easily release it, and a transcendental-level lich is relatively of little value to Starlight City.

Horn prepares to leave, as he passes through the dungeon chamber of the Black Dragon Drakemon.

"I know you're coming!

The voice of the Black Dragon Dragon Beast reached Horn's ears, and his tone was full of tyranny.

"What a guy who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

Horn looked at the passage of the Black Dragon's secret room, and it didn't stop for 15 years.

"Your Majesty, hand it over to your subordinates!" Hearing the disrespect of the Black Dragon Dragon Beast to Horn, Ai Jin on the side naturally did not miss this opportunity to express himself, and his expression was angry, as if he wanted to kill the Black Dragon Dragon Beast alive.

"No!"

Horn's tone was flat, and he walked in the direction of the Black Dragon Secret Room, and an indescribable stench filled the passage, which made Horn frown.

The door of the secret room slowly opened, and in the dark environment, Driscott's scarlet eyes bloomed with a faint red light, and his expression was a little crazy.

"It's been 15 years, and you're going to care about me for as long as you want!" Driscott roared like a breakdown, and the dark closed chamber was unable to move at all times.

Horn performed a light dance, and the dark chamber shone brightly.

Driscott's pupils shrank suddenly, obviously not used to such a light, and couldn't help but want to curse, vicious words brewing in his mouth, but when he saw Horn's appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.