Alien world

Chapter 906 137. Finding Annan from the Organization

Annan didn't have time to think, and immediately shouted: "Stop them too!"

Appearing beside the legendary wizards, ignoring the protection of the wizard robes and numerous legendary defensive spells, the believers who were grabbing at their hearts stopped at the same time.

"I am also a sorcerer, I beg you... please let them go!" Annan said stutteringly.

The believers loosened their hands, and the three saved legends stepped back, sweating profusely.

All protective spells were suppressed. Only divine spells had this effect. Where did this group of legendary believers come from?

Nanako froze with a grim smile on her face, then roared, "He's just a little sorcerer, don't listen to him!"

The believers' whispers, as if countless people were speaking in unison, rang out again: "In the eyes of the Warlock Protection Association, all warlocks are treated equally."

"So you guys are going to continue to interfere?"

"As long as you stop killing each other."

Annan was uncharacteristically resolute: "No, Nanako brought the devil with her and displaced countless people. She must die."

Andrius and the others gathered behind Annan consciously. The Red Dragon Warlock was already at the end of his strength, and the advantage was on their side. As long as the Warlock Protection Association did not intervene, this would be the burial place of the Red Dragon Warlock.

"We protect the warlock."

Annan was unsure of their position, and whispered to the believer next to him: "Sister believer...it asks you to kill me, will you really do it..."

After gaining power, Annan rarely did this...but it was not shameful to act like a spoiled child to a believer who could arm wrestle with legends.

"We will not harm any warlock." The believers made a pleasant female voice.

Annan's black eyes gradually lit up, and he suddenly became confident: "What are you protecting? It is a minion of the Demon Lord. It has killed countless people and maimed many warlocks in the continent of Allen!"

The believers were silent for a while and stepped aside: "According to the thirty-fifth rule of the Warlock Protection Association, the Warlock Protection Association has no right to intervene when two warlocks have a dispute."

"No! You can't do this! I summoned you!" The Red Dragon Warlock lost his arrogance and confidence and roared at them, "You promised that the three crystals would protect me three times!"

They all said in unison: "It will still be useful, but only after this dispute is over."

It seems that they decided to give up the Red Dragon Warlock and choose Annan.

Annan breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head and said to the legendary wizards, "Let's end this."

"No... You can't kill me. I am the great Red Dragon King, the Scarlet Wings of the Molten Highlands!" The Red Dragon Warlock struggled to flap his wings, rising from the meteorite crater with difficulty, and dragon blood spilled like a waterfall.

"But he is also a minion of the Demon Lord."

Annan had no mercy. Whether it was for the pain it brought to the North or for the sake of their souls, the red dragon warlocks deserved to die here.

"You...can't kill me, the master will save us——"

The staggering red dragon warlock fell crookedly towards a forest and plunged into the mountain of gold coins that Annan had not had time to collect, stirring up a field of gold coins stained with hot dragon blood, and stopped moving.

"Nanako is dead."

Annan looked at its chest which no longer rose and fell, and said softly.

Unexpectedly, the Red Dragon Warlock who was supposed to be dead opened his eyes again, and his pupils, which were bigger than Annan’s, stared at Annan intently: “You called me…what…”

After saying this, the Red Dragon Warlock's head smashed back into the mountain of gold coins.

"Is it dead?" Annan asked the Skeleton King uncertainly.

"not yet."

The Skeleton King stared at the Red Dragon Warlock, and then said to Annan's surprised expression: "Its soul is still there--" The legends shut their mouths because the believers came over. They approached the huge dragon corpse of the Red Dragon Warlock.

Annan tried not to care about the gold coins. Compared to killing the red dragon, losing tens of thousands of gold coins was worth it...

But soon, Annan began to notice that they were not burying the dragon corpse, but processing it - smearing a mercury-like substance on the red dragon's corpse.

He suddenly felt that the Warlock Protection Association was not as... harmless as rumored.

It’s definitely not because Annan also wants to transform the red dragon warlock’s skeleton into a bone dragon.

The hundred-meter-long dragon corpse was taken back by them, and one of the believers walked towards Annan.

The legendary wizards walked away on their own accord, leaving Annan and the followers of the Warlock Protection Association alone.

"You guys are so awesome..." Annan suppressed his emotions and said with emotion.

He thought that the Warlock Protection Association was at most similar to an organization like the Scavengers... Who knew that eight legends would suddenly appear, and they were legendary priests who could cast divine spells.

The believers bowed their heads humbly before Annan: "Our strength is all given by you..."

"I?"

The believers did not answer Annan's question, so Annan had to continue with other questions: "Are you from another world?"

"Brothers and sisters of the Warlock Protection Association are spread across countless worlds..." The believers gave Annan three crystals. "When you encounter danger, use the crystals and we will appear."

Annan had seen how the Red Dragon Warlock used it before, so he took the crystal and asked, "What happens after we use it?"

“We will show up.”

and then?
The other seven followers have covered the red dragon sorcerer's body with mercury and chanted a spell to teleport it to an unknown place.

Annan didn't say this. He had a hunch that he wouldn't be much better than the red dragon whose bones were taken away...

Annan asked tentatively: "I know quite a few warlocks. Do you want to..."

"We only serve true warlocks."

"What does real mean?"

“Just like you.”

Annan examined himself and thought that there was nothing special about him...

"Then can you tell me about the Warlock Protection Society?"

"After you use the crystal for the third time, you will know."

The eight believers gathered together, and just as quickly as they had appeared, they disappeared as a dispersing glow.

The Warlock Protection Association is still very mysterious, and even several legends are seeing them for the first time... But no matter what, after three years in this world, Annan finally found a backer.

You have three chances to summon a legend... Why do you still bear this burden? Now pull the Free City above the Kingdom of Rekanel, and Annan will throw all the excrement in the city into the new palace!

As Annan was about to put away the pile of gold coins, a voice shouted, "Wait a minute."

Facing Annan's nervous gaze, Eseron smiled gently and said, "These coins are cursed by the blood of the red dragon. Those who hold them will be cursed by the blood of the red dragon and become greedy and selfish."

Annan suddenly realized: "No wonder I suddenly care about this money... I wouldn't even look at it if I threw it on the ground before."

Aeselon wanted to say that he would be cursed by the red dragon only if he touched the cursed gold coin... Never mind, since he saved me.

(End of this chapter)