Edwood thought that there was still going to be a battle, but he didn't expect that the dragon would be so vulnerable. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He put away the magic on his staff and screamed: "If you are afraid, tell me what you want."
True name. Then make a blood oath of master and slave with me."
"Wow, Mom..." Vera sobbed a few more times before she realized what she was doing.
She timidly raised her head and saw Lorraine not far away. She suddenly wiped away her tears with all her strength, and said firmly and tremblingly: "I... I am very scared, but I... am also more afraid that others will
Laugh at my lack of taste. I am a proud dragon clan, and I can never lose the glory of the dragon clan no matter what~!"
Edwood was so angry that he shouted sternly: "Okay, very good."
After saying that, he waved his staff and released the spell again.
The cold wind brought countless wailing ghosts towards Vera, making extremely sharp screams.
And Vera screamed again, holding her head in her hands, lying on the ground, crying loudly: "Mom..."
Although as a giant dragon, it is indeed a bit embarrassing to cry like this when facing a powerful enemy, but a strange admiration arose in Lorraine's heart. Maybe she was not strong enough, maybe she was scared, but she
But he still didn't give in, didn't give up his dignity, and didn't choose to surrender to the dark lich.
Seeing this, Edwood was helpless. In desperation, he closed the fear spell. Then just to be on the safe side, he added a death net on her body to prevent Vera from escaping.
Finally, he stood opposite Vera, took out a few pieces of materials from somewhere, and then scattered the materials on the ground regularly while singing something in a low voice.
Vera also stopped crying at this time, stared, watched his actions carefully, and timidly asked in a low voice: "You...what are you doing?"
Edwood smiled strangely, then stood up and said: "This is a black magic circle. Through it, it can be used to force both parties to conclude a blood oath of master and slave. It's just right. Praise to the great demon Hades.
~! When I came out this time, I happened to have these things with me, Jie Jie Jie Jie..."
He took out something again and threw it on the ground. Then he raised the staff high and began to move his lips quickly. He recited a spell loudly.
Edwood used a strange rhythm, repeating the same words over and over again, but they were not the same. The emphasis was on and off, and the voice became higher and higher.
The valley gradually fell into a dead silence, and even the wind stopped.
Although Lorraine was paralyzed all over, his feeling did not disappear. With the weird syllables, he gradually felt a sense of oppression getting stronger and stronger, almost making him breathless.
At this time, a general black mist was seen slowly rising from the ground, starting to rotate rapidly with Edwood as the center, then gradually became smaller, gathered, and finally turned into a black spot, gathering around his staff.
the top of.
Edwood read a spell loudly, and then pointed the staff at Vera. At that moment, Lorraine faintly saw something flying from the top of his staff to the dragon.
Immediately afterwards, the dragon started roaring loudly like it was hit by an axe. She curled up her body, tightened her limbs, and stepped back hard, but it seemed as if she was being pulled by something and could not take a step back.
It seemed like a century had passed, and it seemed that only a second had passed. A blood-red bead slowly emerged from the center of Vera's eyebrows. It hovered in mid-air for a while, and then slowly moved towards Edwood.
Fly away.
When Vera saw the blood-red bead, a look of shame, anger and fear suddenly appeared in her eyes. She roared like a trapped lion, and at the same time, as if she was tied by a rope, she tried her best to move towards her.
Pull back.
The blood-red bead paused in the air for a moment, then slowly flew back.
Seeing this, Edwood did not dare to neglect, he also struggled to pull up the staff in his hand, and at the same time, he chanted the spell loudly and quickly.
The blood-red bead began to slowly move in his direction again.
Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps...getting closer, getting closer.
Seeing success in sight, a grin of satisfaction gradually appeared on Edwood's face covered with carrion.
He didn't notice that although Lorraine, who was holding the dagger next to him, was held there by a spell, the blood from the wound was still flowing down. The blood slowly flowed down his arm and across the back of his hand.
, soaked through the handle of the broken sword, and finally disappeared strangely on a gray stone at the sword's hilt.
As the blood flowed more and more, the stone suddenly flashed once, then again, then flashed faster and faster, and finally lit up, emitting a weak milky white light.
The light became brighter and brighter, extending like a substance and turning into a white lightsaber.
Lorraine felt a warmth coming from his hands, and the fingers holding the sword suddenly jumped involuntarily. Then, the numbness suddenly subsided like a tide. He couldn't help but swayed and almost fell to the ground.
Lorraine knelt down on one knee, looking at the white sword in his hand in confusion, trying to figure out what was going on, but due to excessive blood loss, his head kept buzzing, and he was so groggy that he could not think at all.
And everything I see is blurry.
He shook his head vigorously, then looked up and saw the battle not far away. When he saw the dragon looking at him for help, he couldn't help but feel shocked and woke up.
He picked up the long sword, stood up slowly, and walked towards the lich with difficulty.
Edwood didn't notice what was happening behind him at all. He was fighting with Vera for the bloody bead with all his strength. Seeing that the bloody bead was getting closer and closer, it was already in his hands. He couldn't help but show a smile on his face.
He gave a faint smile, and then opened his claws full of withered bones.
Just when he was about to get the blood bead, he heard a familiar voice behind him say softly: "Your mother b."
Just when he was stunned, Lorraine raised the sword and stabbed him hard in the back.
There was just a soft "pop" sound, and the sword stabbed through Edwood as easily as it passed through butter.
Edwood didn't care, and laughed arrogantly again.
He raised his hand and slapped Lorraine to the ground, then leaned down, looked at him condescendingly, and said disdainfully: "I told you, I am a lich and will never die. How many times do you have to
Only then can we learn a lesson?”
Lorraine looked up at him, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, but then disappeared.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and then said mockingly: "Really? You should see what this is first?"
He opened his left hand and flashed something in front of the lich.
Edwood's eyes were filled with phosphorus, and he looked at Lorraine's hand. He saw a bright blood-red bead in the center of his palm, which was the Blood Oath Bead that he had tried so hard to get.
He was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. He let out a hoarse roar, stretched out his dry bone claws, and grabbed Lorraine's hand.
Without hesitation, Lorraine turned back her hand and stuffed the blood drop into her mouth, then raised her neck and swallowed it hard.
Edwood grabbed him by the collar and hissed: "Spit it out, spit it out quickly."
Lorraine opened her mouth, smiled and said in a singing tone: "I can't spit it out."
Edwood looked at him fiercely, and a cruel smile suddenly appeared on his face full of rotten flesh, and said: "Do you think I can't do anything to you like this? As long as you fuse your belly with the magic beads,
Cut it open. That Pearl of Oath is still mine."
As he spoke, a cold light flashed. A small and sharp scimitar appeared in his hand. Then, he stabbed the knife straight into Lorraine's throat.
Lorraine hurriedly waved her sword to block.
As soon as the sword touched, a soft sound was heard, and the scimitar was cut into two pieces by the sharp sword.
Edwood was stunned for a moment, then noticed the long sword in Lorraine's hand, and said in astonishment: "What kind of sword is this? It's so sharp? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Seeing that he had succeeded with one blow, Lorraine raised his sword horizontally and said proudly: "Young... Young Master, this is Shangfang's sword. I took the star iron that fell from the sky and refined it in the Vulcan furnace for seventy-seven or eighty-one days.
Made from..."
Vera reminded in a low voice from the side: "Seven seven forty-nine, right?"
Lorraine was suffocated, pretending not to hear, and continued: "Is this kind of high-end product something that a poor man like you can easily get? What's more..."
He glanced at the lich and added: "Don't worry about the sword, let's take a look at your wound first~!"
Edwood was stunned when he heard this. He lowered his head and took a look. He was immediately shocked and found that the wound he had sustained was like pork being scalded by red-hot chrome iron. At the same time, wisps of white smoke were emitting.
There was a hissing sound. And due to Lorraine's deliberate delay, the wound seemed to be rotting away, getting bigger and bigger.
Edwood suddenly lost color, screamed, and retreated quickly.
Lorraine struggled to get up from the ground, holding on and trying to chase after him, but was disappointed to find that in a moment, the lich disappeared into the mist.
He looked at the thick fog, hesitated, and stopped.
At this time, Vera complained loudly: "What are you still doing? Come here and help me get out of this broken net."
Lorraine agreed, but still held the sword vigilantly to prevent the lich from suddenly jumping out of the mist to attack, and then stepped back step by step.
He came to Vera's side, looked at the magic net, and then swung his sword. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the sword lived up to his expectations, tearing a hole in the big net with just one sword strike.
He cut off the net with his sword, helped Vera get out of the net, and complained: "You are a dragon, and you are also a blue dragon known as the King of Magic. Why are you so stupid? You are not even a lich.
Can't beat him? Just throw a forbidden spell and kill that guy easily?"
Vera choked, then lowered her head in shame, and whispered: "Actually...actually, I am not a pure dragon."