Drowning in the Gentle Country [Western Fantasy]

The skeleton in front of him is extremely huge, almost occupying half of the space in the Tatari Temple, and the bones are glowing with a dark red color of unknown metal.Even though it lost all its flesh and blood, and only one coccyx remained in its tail, Wilt recognized at a glance—how could he forget—that the dragon Fei, who had fought fiercely with him for seven days, was attached to this skeleton. Ori's soul!

But he couldn't remember the scene on the day when the decisive battle ended. He cooperated with Sidi and finally stabbed Fiore to death under the spear. The body of the dragon fell and the keel was separated. Purified by hundreds of priests—how could it appear here!

Fiori's skull was raised high, and the place where the eyeballs were originally was replaced by a strange red light, bursting with evil and hatred. He howled violently, and the dragon's chant that he exhaled stirred up a strong wind and air current, blowing the corpse on the ground "boom" slammed into the wall.

When falling from the second floor, Wilt hurriedly grabbed Iviedo who was beside him and held him in his arms. At this moment, he struggled violently: "Helen...and Leo!"

Wilt understood, and the purple light group gathered in his hands tightly wrapped the unconscious Helen and poor Leo, preventing them from being destroyed by the dragon's chant.However, at the moment when he was distracted, Fiori's skeleton dragon claws wrapped in evil power and fell from the sky like thunder - at the place where he jumped away with Ivydo, the bricks and tiles of the Tatari Temple It broke apart in an instant, and was destroyed by a blow and turned into ruins.

Fiore opened his fangs and stared fiercely at the two people standing in the distance: "Accept death! Wilt—damn Amethyst Dragon!"

Wilt took Iviedo to avoid Fiore's attack again, but remained silent.He wasn't surprised that Fiori saw through his identity. Maybe he and Sidi's "swapping identities" could hide it from the residents of Tatari Town, the generals of the God Killing Alliance, and even everyone in the world. The same kind who fought fiercely with him for seven days.But he shouldn't be in the world at all!Not to mention surviving as a dracolich.

"The refining of the dracolich...is still not perfect, maybe this is an opportunity...but he is immortal, unless he can find the phylactery that stores Fiori's soul." In order to better avoid attacks, Ivydo Holding Wilt's neck tightly, he whispered intermittently in his ear, with a thin layer of sweat dripping from his forehead due to tension and unrelieved pain.

"Do you know how to make a lich?" Wilt asked. He was fully focused. In addition to dealing with Fiore, he also had to keep an eye out for Klein's sneak attack in the distance— —The person who can kill the high priest of the temple without injury, how could it be a simple person!

"Understood...a little bit, after all, I have seen many mages who made themselves into liches...even priests." Ivydo's voice lowered, as if he had fallen into a bad memory, but he quickly said Get up, "A lich is extremely cautious in choosing a body. If it is attached to a body without magic power, even the most powerful lich will be powerless... and a dracolich should at least be attached to a keel above..."

"This is not his bone," Wilt said, "Fiore's body is bigger than this, but it was separated after the defeat." The dragon who heard their conversation snorted disdainfully , the whirling rear tail "snapped" and swept down the cauldron hanging in the air.

Klein, who was watching the show with a smile, applauded twice, "I asked Ryan to use alchemy to make it. How about it, isn't it very good? This skeleton can actually bear the soul of a dragon!"

"Ryan?" Wilt repeated, feeling a little familiar, and soon remembered—that was Mephisto's fourth disciple, who was famous for his alchemy skills, but lived reclusively and taciturnly, even though Will Te has a good friendship with Mephisto and has never met him, but on the contrary, he has a great reputation and more than ten pages of achievement records.

"'Let'? Isn't it really 'force'?" Iviedo said coldly.

"No, no, it's the master's 'order'. But what's the difference?" Klein clapped and said, shifting his gaze from Wilt to Ivydo, raising his eyebrows in a little surprise, "But Speaking of which, aren't you a cowardly human being?"

"—Of course he isn't," said Fiore, his torrential continuous attacks stopped for a while, and the leaky throat made a hoarse sound, "he is a high-level demon, when I want to sleep with him , Mance almost turned against me."

Fiore confirmed the authenticity of Karina's memory a long time ago, and Wilt's eyebrows jumped, but Iviedo thought he heard it for the first time, and explained in a panic: "I almost got into a fight with him! I would have done it if S had been late."

"It's not too late—heh, what's the use of a high-level demon? It's as powerful as Mance, the god of order, and it's easy to perish after falling!" Fiore's dark eyes glowed red, and a pair of bones Wing gliding stuck to his back, "Come on! Let me see your strength as a demon!"

"Impossible," Ivydo resolutely rejected his invitation to fight, his sweat-drenched face had a uniquely fragile beauty, and he closed his eyes in the direction of the falling and extinguished holy flame, "It is disrespectful to the gods to show the appearance of a demon in the temple. "

Wilt stopped him behind and said coldly: "Your opponent is me, are you afraid of fighting? Fiore."

"Devil?" At the same time, Klein looked at Ivydo again with scrutiny, the smile on his face receded quickly, and even became restless and impatience, his eyes were full of viciousness, his limp body Suddenly he stood up straight, and poured out an order that could not be resisted: "Stop talking nonsense with them, Fiori, 'kill him'! Let me deal with the dragon."

The figure of the skeleton dragon paused, and its skeleton twisted and trembled for a moment, but then it let out a loud roar!The evil red magic power covering his body became stronger and stronger, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed towards this side like a bolt of lightning!

In the thousandth of a second when Fiore was trembling slightly, Iviedo said in a very low voice and very quickly in words that only the two of them could hear: "...they don't completely trust each other—" But the next thing is Interrupted by Fiori who was attacking me!

Wilt avoided Fiore's attack with the fastest reaction, but the next attack was more like a torrential wind!Compared with the violent attack of losing his mind now, those just now were almost playing house wine with water.What's more, it's okay if he's the only one, but there's Iviedo by his side—he can't let him get hurt.

After he dodged the dracolich's fel-filled tail and swiped, Wilt suddenly found that the figure he had been staring at from the corner of his eye had disappeared!

Klein!

Fiore had already turned his head back, and the sharp bone claws struck from the front with the momentum of tearing everything apart. At the moment when he was about to retreat to avoid the attack, he felt a familiar figure appearing from behind—beside Iviedo. Spatial fluctuations.

Wilt's pupils shrank suddenly, and he jumped back quickly to avoid Fiore's claw attack, and then turned around to avoid it almost instinctively, turning directions with Iviedo.

"His-"

The attack blocked by the body caused the flesh and blood around the throat to tear down, and the bloody throat inside was almost visible!

Iviedo yelled, "Wilt!"

"It's okay," Wilt said telepathically, he frowned and covered the blood flowing out of his throat, and comforted the frightened Iviedo, "I just hate changing back, one is that you will be afraid, two It’s because the prototype is too large, and it’s easy to destroy some buildings and plants if you’re not careful, but now they pissed me off.” He smiled softly, and the purple light gathered in his hands quickly repaired the terrifying scars.

Iviedo didn't lose a little tension and fear, he closed his eyes tightly, "I can't care about that much anymore." He was about to turn around, but was stopped by Wilt.Wilt stood up slowly, still staring vigilantly at Klein who suddenly stopped.

"Fiore is right, you are nothing to be afraid of when you are a 'human'." Klein narrowed his eyes, "As for being a 'dragon'... it's interesting, the Amethyst Dragon who lost the Amethyst , how much longer can we struggle?"

"Then, did Fiore tell you that Amethyst dragons are not good at fighting, they are neutral dragons, and they often appear as judges. And he is the most valiant red dragon..." Wilt said lightly, Gazing at Fiore's soul in the metal skull, "But he has already lost to this dragon twice..."

Klein felt the dragon under the control of spiritual magic struggling furiously, and his heart was full of irritability and uneasiness. How many things did Fiori not explain?But when he looked at Iviedo, whom Wilt was protecting with all his heart, and even the two corpses on the ground, he felt a lot happier and regained his smiling expression.

After the turmoil, Fiore moved again, and his soul was running with evil power. Klein exaggeratedly sang:

"Great, immortal defender of Tatari town! Now you are about to know that protecting the people of the temple - you can't do it, protecting this land - you can't do it, even protecting your lover - you can't Can't do it!"

Klein floated into the air, and the demon dragon Fiore howled in the sky. The terrifying roar of the dragon directly broke through the towering bricks and tiles on the top floor of the Tatari Temple, and a huge and suffocating breath of hell enveloped it.The clouds gathered in the night sky were already pitch black, and suddenly there was a loud noise!Thunder and lightning come down with torrential rain and hurricanes!

In the midst of lightning and thunder, Wilt murmured strangely: "I really don't understand, maybe Fiore has a grudge against me, but why does Clay hate me like this?"

"Hatred is a very strange thing, sometimes it has no reason, it may hate others, it may hate yourself."

Iviedo stretched out his hand and caught the first drop of snow and rain. He looked at the sky in confusion, "For example, Mance degenerated into a demon because he hated others, but I hated myself."

The dragon's first city-destroying attack was about to strike, but Wilt turned his head and glanced at Iviedo: "Are you also degenerated into a demon?"

"If there is a chance, I would like to tell a story about me." Iviedo laughed, his blue eyes shining in the rain and fog.

The second dragon chant sounded in the sky, and the purple dragon reappeared in the world.The terrifying impact of this energy power is just like the final battle nearly a year ago!However, unlike the battle of Zhu Shen, the red dragon only has a metal skeleton left, and the purple dragon's original crystal is scarred.

——And the demon who used the God's Drop technique to help the red side is now standing on the other side.

……

Pandro lay on the window sill, staring at the sky obsessively.Mr. Jones and Mrs. Jones were awakened by the loud noise in the middle of their sleep. They found Pandro who had disappeared in the living room, and hurriedly hugged him.

"Mom and Dad, look!" Pandro said, pointing to the blurred sky outside the window with high spirits, "It's Lord Dragon, he is fighting against thunder and lightning!"

The Joneses tried to find it in the darkness and heavy rain. They had never seen such bad weather. The raindrops fell like a bowl of big stones, and the wind and snow were like blades hitting their heads and faces. The gigantic drums on all sides vibrated in unison, and Thor struck the previously dead sky with his hammer, "rumble" on the heart, and the invisible darkness ahead seemed to push the world to hell.

Although she couldn't see anything, Mrs. Jones still touched Pandro's head and forced a smile: "Isn't it Mr. Young Dragon?"

"No, it's Lord Dragon!" Pandro said seriously, "He's protecting us!"