Chapter 1,477 The invincible middle school boy Elias

Now is not the time to complain. Can anyone tell me what the Dragon Witch is?

Looking at the fainted little King Arthur, and then at the dead dog that couldn't take care of itself, I fell into confusion. It seemed that my hunch was right. The worst case scenario still happened. The black dragon Elias finally broke through.

Seal, looking at the current appearance of King Arthur and the dead dog, it seems that this negotiation was not very successful. The latest chapter of the Temple

Having said that, if Arturia and I hadn't followed, would this situation have happened? Out of a desire to explore my own tragic nature, could anyone give me a time machine to try?

"Amrudina, take these two guys and leave first."

I stuffed little King Arthur into Amrudina's arms, Arturia also reacted and handed the dead dog over.

Hey, just keep that little golden animal. It's still useful. It can be used as bait for Elias later. If you can't win, just throw it away. Maybe some of Elias'

If you have the trembling dog attribute, you can't control your body and turn around to grab it back?

Isn’t it said to be 100% dodge? Uh-huh?

Although I was quite dissatisfied, I still refrained from speaking. God knows if this golden retriever was pretending to be dead. If he secretly pricked up his ears and heard me arranging it, I don’t know how he would retaliate.

"I wish your Majesty and His Highness good military fortune."

Amrudina also knew that with her own strength, facing Elias would only cause trouble. Without saying anything, she simply picked up little King Arthur and the dead dog in her arms, turned around and left with a jump.

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"Next..."

I looked back at Artoria, and knowingly, she was also looking at me, with a firm smile on her beautiful and majestic face.

"It seems that even if I persuade you to leave, you won't agree." I scratched my head and sighed.

"Is this the so-called...tacit understanding between husband and wife?"

Wearing pure white armor and a white dress, Artoria's smile was a bit dazzling and sweet.

"Can I let you leave as a husband at this time?" I still didn't want to give up.

"I am Her Majesty the Queen at this time." Artoria pressed her chest and raised her chin slightly.

"Your role changes so quickly!"

"That's because Fan loves to worry too much. It's not enough to always work hard alone. Don't forget, I am your [Shield]. Temple."

I:"……"

Is it my imagination? When did Artoria become so sharp-tongued? However, this kind of cross talk between husband and wife is also good. If you occasionally do it with Artoria, maybe you can become a good cross talk team? What if?

In addition, if you add the little King Arthur, the novelty will not be less than when Michael Lucifer and the Dragon King sit together to fight the Landlord.

"But don't show off." I stretched out my hand.

"I will repeat this sentence to Fan at least ten times." Artoria also stretched out her little hand.

The two hands were held tightly together, feeling warm and reassuring.

"Fan's hands...are shaking."

"That's because I'm afraid that news like [Elder Fan who defeated the most powerful man in the world was slapped in the face] will appear." I laughed at myself.

If you say you are not afraid, you are definitely lying. The original pain worm Harrylu could only be regarded as a new recruit who had just stepped into the power of the world. He could not use the abilities of the power of the world well, and the black dragon Ai

Lias is a master at the pinnacle of world power. To put it bluntly, the gap between the two is the same as the gap between ordinary people and adventurers.

Not only was I scared, I almost peed. If there were not hundreds of millions of elves behind me, as well as my beloved wife, sister, and daughter, I would have turned around and ran away.

"Fan, no matter what happens, I will be with you." Artoria's warm little hand held her back and tightened.

Although they were not words of comfort, they surprisingly made me feel a lot calmer.

At this moment, an extremely powerful breath of power burst out from a distance, and the gravity in the air instantly increased a hundred times. You can see where the breath passed, the ground collapsed, trees, stones, and even space, everything.

They are all compressed into weird and twisted shapes.

Artoria and I didn't dodge. If we just couldn't bear this aura, then we wouldn't fight the rest of the battle. It would be more satisfying to just stretch our necks and wait for the opponent's sword to pass by.

"Woo!"

Although we were prepared, we still underestimated this power. When we were oppressed, although the field was instantly opened, Artoria and I couldn't help but let out a low cry. Under this extremely powerful aura,

In the shroud, the body shook violently, as if it was hit hard by a huge fist. The body dwarfed, and the two legs sank until the knees. The temple

"The situation... seems a little bad." After finally adapting to the pressure, I turned my head with difficulty and gave Artoria an ugly smile.

"Is this... a strong man in the realm of world power? It's really unbelievable..." Perhaps it was the first time she faced such a powerful force, and Artoria's expression became extremely solemn.

"Speaking of which, Artoria, do you know what the Dragon Witch...is?" I planned to say something else to divert the pressure from this power, whether it was me or Artoria.

"I'm not sure either." Arturia shook her head and thought for a moment.

"According to the book, it seems that around the time of the Doomsday War, a dragon master invented a forbidden technique that converted the dragon's own powerful body into energy form, thereby gaining the ability to be almost immortal."

"So, maybe Elias used this method to turn himself into a pure energy body and get rid of the seal?"

I think Artoria is too modest. Doesn't this show what she already knows?

"Maybe, but I didn't expect that it would choose such a cruel method."

"Is it possible that the dragon witch is a taboo? Just now, the little guy also said that he was treasonous and willing to fall." I recalled what little King Arthur said and couldn't help but curiously asked.

"Well, that's right, Dragon Witch is an absolutely taboo art." Arturia nodded firmly at this point.

"This kind of forbidden technique is against oneself, against others, and against heaven and earth."

"What's the meaning?"

"Going against yourself and giving up your body is not only equivalent to abandoning your own bloodline and inheritance, but the process is also very painful. Think about it, you must take the initiative to convert your body into energy bit by bit."

"Indeed..." I tried to think about it and immediately had a shiver.

Although I can't imagine it well, I tried to make a comparison - I used a knife to scrape off my own meat piece by piece, and then soaked it in sulfuric acid and waited for it to slowly corrode and melt. After the meat was cut, it was the internal organs.

, and then the bones... to all parts of the body.

Moreover, the cut pieces of meat, internal organs, and bones are still connected to the soul. In the sulfuric acid, the body can also feel the endless corrosive pain, body, and soul.

The transformation process of the Dragon Demon Witch is probably hundreds of times more painful than this. This method of torturing people can definitely be called a forbidden technique. If it were me, even if I was sealed to death,

I will never use this method to get out of trouble.

Seeing me shiver, and deeply feeling the horror of the first point, Arturia continued.

"It's against others, the meaning is simpler. Amrudina also reported just now that the corpses on the battlefield disappeared for no reason."

"Could it be that this forbidden technique also requires a large amount of life sacrifice?"

"Yes, that's what happened."

I nodded, this is really a simple and easy-to-understand taboo.

"The last one is contrary to heaven and earth, but it is actually very simple. The dragon clan is originally the son of God, and the angel clan has appeared at the beginning of the founding, and they are called the two creation races. They are the most powerful races between heaven and earth.

We already have so many of them, and if they are still not satisfied and try to obtain eternal life, they will definitely be condemned by heaven and earth. Not only the people who create and use this forbidden technique, I am afraid that the entire race will be punished by destruction."

That's it. "I said it's understandable. To put it simply, what God means is: I've built you the best house, given you a lot of money, and given you the freshest toys. Now

, you still want to push yourself to the limit and poke me in the anus with a stick? Which is intolerable? I’ll tell you after I kill you.

"So, the appearance of the dragon witch is something that the dragon clan will never tolerate. Every time it appears, even if it comes out in full force and pays countless casualties, the dragon will kill it."

"Doesn't that mean that Elias is about to die soon?" I was shocked and saw hope.

"That's right, the dragon clan will never allow it to survive in the world." Arturia responded with certainty, but her expression was not optimistic, and she whispered to me.

"Now let's think about it first, whether we can delay some time in Elias' hands and wait for the arrival of the dragon master."

I:"……"

Indeed, although Elias's fate has been determined, it is not the time to clap hands and rejoice. Before the dragon family arrives, I still think more about it so as not to be killed by it.

Suddenly, the aura exuding terrifying power gathered at a high level. When I looked up, amidst the shuddering power, a figure was slowly condensing in mid-air. From a faint shadow, it gradually became solid, and finally formed.

A tall and ethereal god of death.

The energy was condensed into a solid gray cloak, burning with black flames from hell. Inside the cloak was a void, as if it were a darkness that could suck in the soul. Only two scarlet eyes lit up inside the hat.

If you add a huge scythe, the energy body in front of you, which is seven or eight meters high, will undoubtedly be in the form of a living god of death.

"Thank you very much for your explanation. It was very detailed and saved me a lot of talking."

The gray cloak was fluttering in the cold wind, and a hoarse, cold and unruly laughter suddenly came out from inside the cloak. The tone and momentum made it seem like it was the protagonist on the stage, enjoying the illumination of countless lights.

As if to verify my guess, the sides of the Death's cloak suddenly bulged, as if the person inside was spreading his hands in ecstasy, standing high above, using the heaven and earth as the stage.

With the appearance of the God of Death, my self-proclaimed uncle, and his narcissistic personality, this guy... is completely a **-type patient with severe secondary symptoms!!!

However, he is a middle schooler who has the power to kill people at will. This kind of guy is the most dangerous.

I thought with a wry smile, just the action of Elias stretching his hands just now caused an energy storm, causing Arturia and I's legs to sink into the ground again.

"Speaking of which, the elves don't take this uncle seriously enough, so they sent you two little bugs as the vanguard?"

After finishing the self-intoxication, the red eyes in the hat fell on Arturia and me, and asked in disbelief, with that tone and look, as if we were looking at a madman and a fool.
To be continued...