Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 306 Dragon Horn
The visitor's footsteps scrape the cold air, bringing new sounds to the dark altar of silence.That whining sound was like a switch, revealing all the activity in the dark.The sound of breathing appeared in the darkness one by one, like the roar of a giant beast.

But the intimidation that looks horrible to others is actually just a greeting.A huge head surrounded by black smoke appeared from the darkness of the same color, and those golden pupils like street lamps looked at the comer.

"Your breath is as muddy as a dying person, Morokei."

The mask of Mr. Scholar glowed with blue light in the darkness, echoing the four similar masks in the darkness.

"I am a dead man, Brother Ormheide."

The phantom of the black dragon dissipated, revealing the thin old man holding a long staff. His voice was deep and deep, not as weak as his appearance.

"You know what I mean, Morroki. What happened? It made you lose your usual demeanor. And what? It made you call this rally urgently."

Black Dragon Priest Ormheide, Red Dragon Priest Freyheimer, Green Dragon Priest Irason, and White Dragon Priest Princes looked at their brother at the same time, feeling the restless and undisguised power in him, as if Feel the brilliance of diamonds.The surging magic power of Morokui is like the sun, but scholars are used to hiding the sun behind the clouds.This kind of "light leakage" is rare.

"Jordnia, new changes have taken place, and she has begun to 'transform reality'."

Fire Dragon Priest felt as if magma was boiling in his throat, and he looked at the sisters beside him. "What is that? The new evil god? The things we cleaned up have started to grow again? Like endless rust?"

"That's brother Morokyi's talent that mutated under the watchful eye. It's just turned into a god of evil." The green dragon priest introduced to his brother who didn't care about worldly affairs.

"Now that talent can erode reality like an evil god? In other words, she has become our enemy. Nonsense! Why don't you kill her? Morokei, you are hiding it from us!" The red dragon priest uttered an angry cry Roaring, the temperature of the air has increased a bit.

The shattered ice shards were slapped on his face by Princes. "We all know that if you eat snacks every time you gather, you won't be deceived. Morroki's indulgence of Jordania is acquiesced, and it is acquiesced by Brother Ormheide."

The red dragon priest, who was about to be detonated by anger, turned off his fire. He looked at the crooked figure and expressed his confusion.

"I believe Morrokey will give us a reasonable explanation, Freyheimer. He is always the most sensible one. I can acquiesce in your previous behavior, but it's time to give us an explanation, I Brothers."

Mr. Scholar bowed, "My student, the host of the Cthulhu larva Jordnia, discovered her changes. He is in Andry College, and he is conducting a new research. Let the lich taste food and have an appetite."

The Red Dragon Priest thought it was ridiculous, so he said the same thing outright, "Boring, ridiculous. What's the use of this? Do you want to show that using the power of evil gods to do these trivial things can cover up the danger of pollution?"

"For a lich, desire is not a trivial matter." The scholar corrected him, "The plague doctor is a human being with extraordinary insights. I have a hunch that his changes to the world of the lich are more than that."

Freyheimer, who had always been a naysayer, finally noticed something strange.

"The evil god can influence the lich..."

"That will also be able to change the dragon." The voice of the black dragon priest concluded everything, and he looked at the trembling scholar. "You're much crazier than I thought, Morroki."

"Crazy, but doable. My brothers, are you willing to stay in regret for the rest of your life, forever silent in a dark corner, watching this world like a bystander. This world that our guide guarded with his life. Only With a little guidance, I am sure to get my students interested in dragons."

"You are using evil gods to desecrate the sanctity of the dragon. You have neglected your duties, Dragon Priest!" The eyes of the black dragon priest Olmheid became cold, and a terrifying momentum roared behind him. Looking at Mr. Scholar, it was like looking at his own body. enemy.

The scholar dissipated the magic shield that was automatically generated on the body surface, and let the coercion turn into a blade to cut his own robe.

"The dragon has nothing to do with the sacred, Olmheid, you and I both know this. I just want to make up for my mistakes. You must be like me! Instead of staying in pain and doing nothing, why not put the struggling Give me the right! At least, I have seen the future I want, Jordania is our hope! I don't want to be your enemy, my brothers!"

The remaining dragon priests looked at each other, and then at the two people who were confronting each other.

In the end, everything was quiet after the Black Dragon Priest's cane struck.

"Old rules, let's vote."

"No." Red Dragon Priest Freyheimer was as stubborn as a piece of iron.

"Abstain." The green dragon priest Irason... is good at... hesitating.

"Support." White Dragon Priest Prinzis always brings surprises to people. Usually, she hates many things, including Morroki. "For Lyle's sake."

In the end, the decision rested with the black dragon priest Ormhaide.

He raised his head, which was already level with his arms, and stared at Mr. Scholar.

"I am the last stand, Morroki. If your hopes fail you, I will shatter your hopes. Go ahead and do it."

Mr. Scholar bowed deeply again.

"Now that the plan has been approved, I hope that every dragon priest can follow the plan."

"You're wasting time, Morokui, we're like five fingers on a dragon's claw, as long as we get instructions, we can easily crush boulders."

"I need you to return to your respective groups and regain leadership positions. The dragon family needs to return."

Morokei's gaze skipped over the remaining three dragon priests, and landed on the crooked figure.

"Brother Ormheide, the exile of the ancient human race should be over."

The black dragon priest sighed, "Morokei, if you fail, I will let you bear the price of wrongly giving hope."

"I will do my best."

The Dragon Priest's gathering is quickly over.

Beside the portal, the red dragon priest slowed down, waiting for the white dragon priest Prince who was used to leaving last.

"Sister, I have doubts that need your answer."

Princes looked at the rough guy in front of her. Even becoming a dracolich didn't add the slightest elegance to him.

"Freheimer, don't waste my time, ask questions quickly."

"Ormhead is pampering Morroki. Even though he's pretending well, he's actually on that side."

Princess looked at her brother in surprise, he was not as dull as she seemed.Of course, how can someone who can become a dragon priest be a fool.

"...Olmhead and Morroki have many similarities."

"I thought the debt to the dragon was the common emotion of all dragon priests."

"Yes, but theirs is stronger."

"why?"

"We don't understand."

"???"

It was rare for Freheimer to talk about something other than blacksmithing, and Princess didn't want to disappoint him, so she put forward her own idea, the crazy idea buried in her heart.

"The white dragon and the green dragon used their bodies to cast a cage to imprison the evil gods, and the red dragon turned itself into a melting pot in the center of the earth. Then, why did the black dragon and the blue dragon die?"

"The black dragon nourished the ancient human race with dragon blood, making their flesh and blood far superior to other races. The blue dragon used the skeleton to construct the magic net nodes, which became the source of magic power for the wandering city."

"Then, why did the leaders of these two ethnic groups, Ormhaide and Morroki, choose to treat their own ethnic group in the same situation. One exiled his own ethnic group, letting barbarism and degeneration control his people. One disregarded the collapse of the kingdom, The main city becomes a rootless city?"

"It's guilt."

"My dragon, what have my brothers done?"

"It's very simple." Princess's words were like the cold wind that extinguished Freheimer's flame.

"They don't just keep the gods in their hearts."

"I also hold the gods in my hands."

　New Year's Eve is coming soon, I wish book friends a happy new year.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)