Demon Lord

"Kara."

The crackling of the stones sounded, and Roddy stopped suddenly.

He was frightened by this voice, and said nothing, as the enemy turned around and looked at the seal-placed in another team, Roddy's neurotic performance may be ridiculous, but now everyone is right Roddy had almost persistent trust, so they didn't ask, and immediately drew their swords and swords in preparation for battle.

Melincela was curious about the movement of the group, but she was more worried about the seal on the side. Thinking of a possibility, her face couldn't help but look difficult, and whispered to herself, "Can't the seal ... be able to hold it?"

Roddy didn't answer her, but immediately began to verify: He once again opened the "hunting vision" which lasted for one minute.

The colorful element lines appeared again in the field of vision, but this time Rodi noticed that there were a lot of light red "silk threads" in the air, and after turning his head to look around, he found that these blood red silk threads turned out from the snow. The corpse floated up and gathered as many as possible towards one place ...

He ran a few steps towards the sealed pile of Platoulu, only to find a dazzling red light shining deep in the ground.

"Is this ... an sacrifice?"

Roddy immediately realized that this seemed to be some sort of evil ritual, because he clearly saw the words "Brantulu" and the slowly rising blood strip. And when he recounted everything he saw to Merinthella, the shadow dragon couldn't help but clenched his hands and gritted his teeth, "This may be a blood sacrifice! Its power was suppressed after a wake. But the consciousness didn't fall asleep ... I should have realized that so many corpses would never be let go as a demigod ... "

Her voice was a little trembling, because if everything was right, Brandulu might soon be resurrected with the help of these snow monsters!

"Demigods" are not the half-dead necromancers on the mainland. As long as they have a chance, they will do their best to restore freedom and reshape the body ...

Thinking of this possible moment, Roddy and Melincelah raised their gazes at the same time, staring at each other and looking at the relief on the wall.

The law circle that is similar to "Tomb of Eternal Night" appears here, and the reason is already on the horizon!

At this moment, she basically took care of what the Dragons should have, and looked nervous: "Rodi, quickly find the center of action of this magic circle, its outer ring should have seven spiral radiation patterns ... the spell can only be activated at key positions To open! "

"I'm looking for ... I found it!"

Roddy immediately stared at the relief, and successfully found the "center" of the French array that met Melinthera's description: "It's in the center of the magic tower! It's a round hole--"

But half of what he said was interrupted by a sudden earthquake.

The white palace shook violently in the crackling sound of "Kaka Kaka". Akasha was in poor health and sat on the ground at once-and in the middle of the palace, the originally flat floor swelled upward, and numerous cracks extended. At the same time, everyone heard the "thump throb" heartbeat under the ground ...

"The blood sacrifice cannot be stopped ..."

Melinzel turned pale for an instant, but Roddy, who had already recorded the start spell, pulled Akasha, and shouted in the roar of the stone breaking and falling: "No time! I'm going to start now Falun Gong, go and lead it over! "

This is actually the only option right now, and even if Roddy doesn't say it, Melinzela intends to do the same-because only Rodi can start the circle, and it is only her who can compete with Platullu.

But after confirming this simple battle plan in two sentences, she reached out and pressed the wound that hadn't healed by pressing her abdomen.

As a high-end species, the Dragons always have unpredictable feelings about "fate", and the world around them seems to be collapsing. There is always a feeling in Mei Lingsera ... this may be their last battle.

The call of the dragon **** is approaching, it seems that the hatred self is about to reach the end of life ...

But this idea was suddenly interrupted by Roddy--

"Report the number of life potions!"

"The first team has run out!"

"I still have two bottles of intermediate treatment here!"

"Take it all, Akasha, all the magic!"

"Sodrol, shield!"

The team that has fought side by side countless times has long been tacit, and a series of orders have been almost finished, and the arrangements have been implemented.

Two bottles of potion were thrown over by Roddy, and Melinthella instinctively reached for it, and then felt the golden light covering the whole body, and the feeling of the accelerated healing of the wound made her feel a little hesitant for a while.

And when Roddy came over with a stack of equipment, the shadow dragon who wanted to say something felt a little choked in her throat—for years of fighting alone, she had almost forgotten the feeling that someone was giving her all her strength.

However, the Dragons also have their own pride. In their eyes, things like armor and weapons have always been weak things. They most trust their claws and scales, so when Rody passed the shield and tomahawk in her hand, she looked pale. Stiff would like to refuse.

"Dragons ... never use weapons ..."

However, Roddy did not show any respect for the customs of the Dragon race. He raised his hand and put the shield made from the skull of Frost Dragon Vesam on her arm. At the same time, the handle originated from the "King of Axes" cable. Takashi's Tomahawk passed it--

"When is it time to lose face ... try to support for five minutes, I will do everything in the magic tower!"

Rodi's gesture did not seem to face the dragon. He let go of the axe and turned to make a tactical gesture: "Retreat! Familiar with the route and lead the way! Akasha followed me, Soderol broke!"

"Yes!"

"understand!"

After a response, the team of thirteen people swayed towards the palace in the second wave of earthquakes, and quickly disappeared into the view of Melinzel ...

As he left the door, Roddy glanced back, his eyes twinkling with the "Dragon Slayer's Mark" and the shadow dragon's eyes staring at each other again. He raised his hand and made a gesture of "good luck"-Kemai Linsela didn't respond, but stood there holding her shield and tomahawk calmly.

"The Dragons are calm enough ..."

With a sigh, Roddy followed the team and accelerated his retreat towards the tower.

But he didn't know. At the moment when his eyes turned away, Meilin Sela bit her lip gently, and she stopped talking ...

The Shadow Dragons have always been known for their arrogance. Even in the generally arrogant dragons, they are still the most valued for status and identity. To put it plainly, like the blood of the "founding aristocracy" in the human world, even if they decline in the future, they are still There are advantages that are hard to reach. Merlin Serra was loved from a young age and was more influenced by the ethos of the clan, so she always dismissed "humans", "high elves" or other races.

"They're just irrelevant reptiles. They're inconspicuous in the long river of time."

This is the teaching taught by Melinzel ’s father—from the perspective of the dragons, there is actually no deviation: in the eyes of the dragon who lives thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years, human beings are like a dying life. Not worth mentioning. Therefore, when communicating with other races, although the Shadow Dragon tribe is not polite on the surface, the contempt in the heart always exists.

If it were n’t for the upheaval, I'm afraid Merlin Serra would have been like this forever ...

But now?

Looking at the shrinking corpses, the gradually cracking ground and the swelling atmosphere, she sighed lightly and clenched the tomahawk in her hand.

"Are other races ... really inconspicuous?"

After seeing Solomon's handwriting that was regarded as a heavenly man, and realizing that Luo Di and others are still tenacious under the stormy sea, she insisted on some kind of insistence on the identity of the dragon family ... she had already unknowingly faded.

However, this emotion didn't last for a few seconds, and the vibration of the ground gradually made her gaze gradually-the seal of Platolulu seemed to have infinite suction, and was accelerating the absorption of the energy that escaped around, but originally only Roddy could observe The red silk thread has now become a bloodstream visible to the naked eye ...

"Plop, plop--"

As the heartbeat speeded up, Melinzel watched a spherical blood-red cocoon gradually emerge from the ground, which felt like a bamboo shoot sprouting quickly, but anyone could see that the guy in the blood cocoon was definitely not good Stubble!

Naturally, Melinzela would not watch her grow. She took a deep breath and raised her tomahawk after she complained about the material of the keel shield. She tried her best to split the blood cocoon in front of her ...

"You mean, there are many snow monster corpses in the magic tower for experiments, and there is only one trace of use by one person?"

"Yes, and there are legal arrays at the top of the tower that can control and monitor the entire city. It looks like ... a battlefield sandbox."

Roddy and Akasha had a short conversation while running. The magic tower in front of them was getting closer and closer, but Roddy's heart was restless--the long spell he had already repeated in his heart countless times and mechanically. Down, but is this matrix really as effective as Melinthera said, he doesn't really have any idea at all.

Such things as the French matrix, a slight deviation can lead to a difference of eighteen thousand miles. How to start, what to pay attention to after starting is even more different. In this regard, his "player experience" is useless at all, after all, no one in the game meditates daily to study the mystery of spells, because everyone knows that it is fictional ...

However, Roddy's perspective is different from others ~ www.readwn.com ~ In the copy of this area, he has penetrated the "outer wall" numerous times, and the "Tomb of the King" has just been walked around, the only thing that is not clear The "magic tower area" that did not even enter the tower before. So he learned a lot from Akasha as soon as possible, and immediately connected these seemingly messy clues ...

Solomon's experiments with a large number of snow monsters here are obviously not for reselling organs. If Rodi was unclear before, then combined with the clues such as "oversized armor" found in Lake Tal and the outer wall area, he can still think of the other person's purpose no matter how stupid-Solomon is to make a snow Blame the army!

Those armors, heavy weights, and even the city walls were built specifically for this snow monster army.

A complete and reasonable story line can't help but come up in Roddy's mind: Solomon was expelled from the high-level upper arcane society of high elves, and he hated to conduct biological research here in order to make an unstoppable snow monster army. Revenge ... However, his research inadvertently provoked the powerful Platullu and sealed it after a fierce battle.

This should be what happened in this area thousands of years ago. ()