Dragon Reborn: Dragon Simulator

Puff!

A crescent-shaped sword light flashed, and a straight vertical line appeared on Karnik's face, his eyes filled with horror.

In the next second, Karnik's body split into two and fell to the ground without any vitality.

Looking at the dismembered Karnik, there was no fear on Philosia's beautiful face, only a trace of disgust.

Philosia, who inherited the memory of the previous master of the artifact, was full of disgust for the Orsk family.

This may be because the previous master's hatred for the Orsk family was perceived by the artifact, and the artifact retained this memory.

I hope that the next generation of artifact masters can avenge the previous generation of masters.

"So your name is Sword of Socrates?"

Philosia stretched out her two fingers like white jade, and lightly brushed the blood groove on the sword body.

There are also coagulated blood scabs on it.

Through the memory transmitted by the artifact, Philosia knew that the blood scab came from the blood of a mature red dragon in "190".

Back then, the dragon slaying warrior was not completely helpless in the battle against the mature red dragon.

At least pierced the shoulder blade of the mature red dragon with a sword of the artifact.

It was this sword that made the mature red dragon extremely angry, and used a flame breath to end the battle.

"Are you sure you want to choose me? Follow me but you can't slay dragons anymore."

Philosia looked at the sword of Socra and muttered to herself.

She is loyal to His Majesty the Red Dragon, so it is naturally impossible to do the work of dragon warriors.

Unless His Majesty the Red Dragon's goal is to hunt a dragon.

The sword of Socrates flashed a strange blood red, as if responding to Philosia's words.

Such a weird artifact is more like a weapon forged by an evil god.

However, Philosia doesn't care, no matter whether it is a divine weapon or an evil weapon, any weapon that can contribute to His Majesty the Red Dragon is a good weapon.

Filosia raised her red lips slightly, carried the Sword of Socrates on her back, picked up the magic wand on the ground, and walked up.

above.

After chatting with Aimino for a while, Bei Luo found that the so-called Princess Aimino was quite interesting, and she was also very smart.

No wonder Philosia in the simulation would let herself bring Emino.

"Huh? Came out?"

Bei Luo instantly sensed a divine aura like the sword of Tisto.

However, in this sacred aura, there is also a hint of evil.

"Your Majesty the Red Dragon, I have succeeded!"

In front of His Majesty the Red Dragon, Philosia pulled out the Sword of Socra on her back again, holding the scepter in her left hand and the Excalibur in her right.

There seems to be a holy light blooming on her body, making her like a goddess descending from the world.

The surrounding humans were stunned, the elf under the giant dragon's hands really got the approval of the artifact?!

Many humans of the Orsk family who participated in the artifact project were dissatisfied.

Why!

Obviously it was their Osk family who rescued the dragon slaying warrior, otherwise the dragon slaying warrior would have died in the wild a long time ago.

Why does the artifact not recognize them, but instead recognizes the dragon's subordinates.

Is this a magic weapon or an evil weapon!

"Your Majesty, I still have some memories from this sword..."

Philosia came before His Majesty and told about what had happened.

The presence was very quiet, so what Losia said reached the ears of everyone nearby.

After hearing the truth of the matter, countless people with the surname of Osk were stunned.

It turned out that they were not the so-called saviors, but the real murderers who killed the dragon warriors.

The dragon slaying warrior did not die in the battle with the dragon, but died in the hands of human beings.

What a sad thing.

The image of their glorious ancestors that they were so proud of also collapsed at this moment.

"The truth of the story turned out to be like this..."

After hearing this, Emino showed a look of astonishment, which she really did not expect.

But this also shows one thing from the side, no wonder such a kind-hearted ancestor of the Osk family can give birth to a descendant like Tumpet.

After a long time, they turned out to be villains with evil blood.

The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, which refers to their Osk family.

No wonder the Artifact doesn't accept anyone from their Orsk family at all.

The truth of the matter is embarrassing.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I will not allow you to tarnish the ancestors of our Orsk family! Even less will you tarnish the honor of the Osk family!"

A member of the Osk family stood up, having built up the belief in his heart for many years.

How could it be overthrown by an outsider like Philosia?

It is definitely the elf woman in front of her who is turning black and white!

"Damn the honor of the Osk family? May I ask what honor does your Osk family have? Apart from relying on the sword of Socra, the fox pretends to be the tiger.

"What else did you do?"

Felosia asked softly.

"KR..."

The person who stood up was backed away by Philosia's words, because the Osk family really didn't do anything good..

It's fine if they don't do good deeds, but they still do all kinds of bad deeds, oppressing civilians, and committing all kinds of evil.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to end this evil bloodline and fulfill the wish of the previous generation of artifact masters."

Philosia knelt down on one knee and begged the red dragon.

There is no need for the Osk family to exist anymore.

"Go, Philosia, you can do whatever you want, because...we are evil creatures who are free and free, and we are not controlled by any order.

Hearing what Philosia said, Bei Luo was very happy.

The plan of the Queen of the Fallen Elves was perfectly successful.

Once Philosia opens this opening, it will lay the foundation for her future path.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your fulfillment, please don't interfere, please... just look at me carefully, and present the dance of death for you."

Philosia stood up calmly, and turned her head to face everyone in the Osk family.

The magic wand in her hand was thrown aside by her, and a black mist symbolizing darkness burst out from the sword of Socra in an instant.

"Damn! Didn't you just get the artifact! You have the ability to kill us!"

"There is no dragon, everyone! Kill her! Before you die, you have to pull a back!"

"Come on!"

Hearing that Philosia refused to let the dragon make a move, the members of the Orsk family couldn't sit still.

Just kidding, do you think we are really afraid of you elf, we are only afraid of dragons.

It's nothing to be recognized as an artifact. 4.6 is great, even an elf dares to be so arrogant.

In an instant, inspired by these words, hundreds of people from the Orsk family rushed over with weapons in their hands, and surrounded Philosia.

"Shackles of Darkness!"

Philosia held the hilt of Socra's sword with both hands, and then inserted it into the ground below.

boom!!!

The black mist that erupted from the ground instantly burst out with a breath of death, and eroded all the enemies close to him in a blink of an eye.

"ah!!!"

The enemies in the black mist let out heart-piercing wailing, and when the black mist gradually dissipated, the howling sound gradually disappeared.

Hundreds of Osk family members fell to the ground with a plop, lifeless.

At the same time, a white light appeared in the sky, and the dawn symbolizing life fell on Philosia, who was stained with death.

Judgment in the darkness of death, welcome the first ray of dawn in life. .